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No Limits
Lori Foster
A surprise inheritance reunites a mixed martial arts fighter with the woman he's never forgotten in the first in a smoldering new series from New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster.Cannon Colter is quintessential hero material: chiseled jawline, shredded body-the works. He's also the guy who rescued Yvette Sweeny from kidnappers, only to put an end to her romantic dreams. These days, she's older, smarter, determined to face whatever life throws her way. Even the prospect of sharing a house and business with Cannon. Cannon knew Yvette wanted him three years ago. But she was young-and some things are worth waiting for. Thrown together by her grandfather's legacy, he realizes how deep Yvette's scars really go, and how much danger lurks in their quiet town.As pent-up desire explodes between them, protecting her becomes the only fight that matters. And he'll break all the rules to do it… .
A surprise inheritance reunites a mixed martial arts fighter with the woman he’s never forgotten in the first in a smoldering new series from New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster
Cannon Colter is quintessential hero material: chiseled jawline, shredded body—the works. He’s also the guy who rescued Yvette Sweeny from kidnappers, only to put an end to her romantic dreams. These days, she’s older, smarter, determined to face whatever life throws her way. Even the prospect of sharing a house and business with Cannon.
Cannon knew Yvette wanted him three years ago. But she was young—and some things are worth waiting for. Thrown together by her grandfather’s legacy, he realizes how deep Yvette’s scars really go, and how much danger lurks in their quiet town. As pent-up desire explodes between them, protecting her becomes the only fight that matters. And he’ll break all the rules to do it….
Praise for New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster (#ulink_232627f5-ff47-5504-a346-f06d784e6684)
“Storytelling at its best!
Lori Foster should be on everyone’s auto-buy list.”
—#1 New York Times bestselling author
Sherrilyn Kenyon on No Limits
“Foster’s writing satisfies all appetites with plenty
of searing sexual tension and page-turning action
in this steamy, edgy, and surprisingly tender novel.”
—Publishers Weekly on Getting Rowdy
“Foster hits every note (or power chord)
of the true alpha male hero.”
—Publishers Weekly on Bare It All
“A sexy, believable roller coaster
of action and romance.”
—Kirkus Reviews on Run the Risk
“Bestseller Foster…has an amazing ability to capture
a man’s emotions and lust with sizzling sex scenes
and meld it with a strong woman’s point of view.”
—Publishers Weekly on A Perfect Storm
“Foster rounds out her searing trilogy with a story that
tilts toward the sizzling and sexy side of the genre.”
—RT Book Reviews on Savor the Danger
“The fast-paced thriller keeps these well-developed
characters moving…Foster’s series will continue to
garner fans with this exciting installment.”
—Publishers Weekly on Trace of Fever
“Steamy, edgy, and taut.”
—Library Journal on When You Dare
Dear Reader (#ulink_9d6796af-47dc-5bbb-9470-b64723d89437),
I’m beyond thrilled to return to the world of MMA—mixed martial arts—in my new Ultimate series. No Limits is Cannon’s story—you might recognize him from my previous Love Undercover series. And while you’ll see a few familiar faces from that series making cameos here, you’ll also meet all-new characters who I hope you’ll love!
Anyone who follows me on Facebook and Twitter knows that I’m a big UFC fan. Love the sport, respect the fighters, and I’m always intrigued by how such big, capable, lethal and motivated guys can not only fit romance into their training and travel schedules, but are also loving husbands and fathers.
The Ultimate series is not about fighting. It’s about fighters, aka alpha heroes. It’s about romance. It’s about love.
I hope you enjoy No Limits! Feel free to let me know. You can always reach me via social media, or email me using the links on my website at www.lorifoster.com (http://www.lorifoster.com). And if you missed Hard Knocks, the prequel novella introducing the Ultimate series, it’s available now wherever ebooks are sold.
Happy reading!
No Limits
Lori Foster
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Many, many thanks to the following people
who answered questions on police procedure
or business start-ups! You all rock:
Rick Peach, Valia Lind, Rosebud Lewis, Janel Klews, Susan Moore, Ruth Hernandez-Alequin
Contents
Cover (#u02365412-c81a-56dc-a26c-5880900f50ec)
Back Cover Text (#ubdbe03b8-bb85-5267-bbbd-53cb0b7b0acb)
Praise for New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster (#ulink_34384daa-6025-579b-8ed8-5c74940dafe2)
Dear Reader (#ulink_0cc1b6bb-6256-57bd-987d-ab7d4593171b)
Title Page (#u02233973-f4e7-5783-baf4-1a7f2e08057e)
Dedication (#u5fb5cb17-46d4-569d-8cd7-6fab651abf06)
CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_a6ee6298-b389-588f-b21b-78f94b7af1bd)
CHAPTER TWO (#ulink_eb7f7032-25c5-5d06-bf31-ee847a3a2bd4)
CHAPTER THREE (#ulink_c9cd5aea-c59e-571a-98b1-c181171b7a91)
CHAPTER FOUR (#ulink_cc1d2adb-4bf2-5b84-b679-b9712404ec14)
CHAPTER FIVE (#ulink_eb047853-64e9-598b-a446-b1e266ddad98)
CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER THIRTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER FOURTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER FIFTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SIXTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER NINETEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWENTY (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_5c07552e-6f6e-5e36-b708-b7dc716b7186)
COILED TIGHT WITH TENSION, Cannon sat in the leather chair and faced the lawyer’s desk with loaded impatience. From head to toe, his battered body ached, but at present his mind focused on less-physical issues. After finally landing back in the States, he’d planned to spend the day in the hot tub, and the night in bed—with enough female company to help him forget how close he’d come to losing his last fight.
Three days ago he’d taken on the biggest challenge of his career, his most publicized bout on the main card for the Supreme Battle Championship—in Japan with a packed house and a lot of expectation from the organization.
Though he’d taken plenty of hits himself, he’d been beating his opponent on points...and then he’d fucked up.
After catching a kick to the liver, he’d lost his air, bent double in excruciating pain, and was going down. Only pure instinct had helped him throw one last punch when his opponent had charged in for the kill.
That punch had landed dead center on the Pit Bull’s glass jaw. Lights out.
He’d struggled to stand upright while the other man came back around, and the fight had ended with him as the winner. But damn, it had been close, and being the winner didn’t negate the hits and kicks he’d absorbed. He needed some R & R.
However, all his plans for taking it easy had gone awry when he’d gotten summoned back to Warfield, Ohio. It was a three-hour drive, and usually when he made the trip, he visited friends first thing.
This time, though, he waited around as a stuffy lawyer flipped through paperwork and a female assistant gave him the eye.
“Ah, here we are,” the lawyer said, rattling his damn papers and looking at Cannon over the top of his reading glasses. “I’m sorry for the delay. Since I had expected you yesterday, you’ve taken me off guard.”
The rebuke was wasted on Cannon. “Like I said, I was out of the country.” Shifting, he tried not to flinch from his many aches.
“Japan, yes?”
Unwilling to encourage more chitchat, he gave a single nod.
Again sorting papers, the lawyer said, “You’re a fighter? Isn’t that right?”
“Yes.”
“The SBC?”
“Yeah.” Hell, he had the fight club logo on his T-shirt. He sat forward, his forearms on his thighs. He had no idea what this was about, but he wanted to get to it. “Look, how much longer is this going to take?”
Frank Whitaker divided papers into three stacks. “I only need a moment to get organized.”
Organized with what? Cannon knew this had something to do with Tipton Sweeny, a local pawnshop owner who’d recently passed away. “If I hadn’t been out of the country, I would have attended the funeral.” And maybe seen Yvette, Tipton’s granddaughter.
Just thinking about her stoked up his tension.
Without looking away from his papers, the fifty-something, overweight lawyer said, “I’m sure everyone understands.”
Cannon had only known Tipton as a local business owner, a staple in the community he loved. His granddaughter, Yvette, attended school with Cannon’s sister. That was where any real relationship ended.
