Well, here it is! The perfect way to spend a morning, an afternoon, or an evening.
A collection chock full of Romantic Suspense stories to set your heart fluttering and your veins thrumming!
Eight New York Times, USA Today, and International Bestselling Authors have joined forces to bring you fast-paced love stories so filled with passion and danger, you won’t want to put it down.
Discover mystery where you least expect it in this romance set brimming with heroes and heroines who are everything from cops and common folks to the supernatural as they battle despicable villains in intense situations, finding love despite unseen peril lurking in the shadows.
Mimi Barbour – Special Agent Hunter: The killer’s back, needling Agent Hunter to try his luck again. New York Times, USA Today Bestselling Author.
Rebecca York – Terror Mansion: He thinks she’s in danger. She thinks he’s scamming her. New York Times, USA Today Bestselling Author.
Angela Stevens – The Devil’s Own: Bowker Street: It’s not every day that a Priest finds a sexy devil in his confessional. International Bestselling Authors
Taylor Lee – Topaz: Ladies of the Night: A hideous incident in Topaz’s teenaged past gives her a dangerous connection to the international Cartel leader at the top of the DEA’s most wanted list. USA Today Bestselling Author.
Susanne Matthews – Fire Angel: The past and the present collide in the hunt for a serial killer. International Bestselling Author
Callie Bardot – Looks Like Trouble to Me (Uncut: Book 1 in the Bad Boys Need Love, Too Series): He’s trying to escape trouble. But she’s just the kind of trouble he needs. New York Times, USA Today Bestselling Author.
Jennifer St. Giles – Kaylee’s Justice: She knows what you did…you will be exposed. USA Today Bestselling Author.
Susan Jean Ricci – Turning Up the Heat: Mark and Malibu are happily headed towards matrimony… until an old adversary sabotages their plans with a devious scheme. USA Today Bestselling Author.
Here’s a taste from Fire Angel.
Everything happens for a reason.
Criminal profiler Jake McKenzie returned from Afghanistan minus a leg, determined never to let anyone get close enough to hurt him again. When his old friend asks him to help with a serial arsonist case, he jumps at the chance to prove his worth, but as the bodies pile up, he realizes he needs help. He convinces the chief to bring in a fire investigator, stunned to discover that the woman is none other than the girl who vanished from his life twenty years ago.
Alexis Michaels fled Paradise and an abusive uncle only to almost die in a fire that left her scarred not only on the outside, but on the inside, leaving her with psychic abilities. With that gift, she’s climbed to the top of her profession. Her abilities may be the only thing that can find and stop the Fire Angel, a pyromaniac turned revenge arsonist serial killer who’s slowly turning a peaceful town into Hell on Earth. The problem is, to do the job, she has to return to the one place where she swore she would never set foot again. Faced with confusing emotions and a killer who’s made it clear he wants her to stay out of his business, Alexis must deal with the past before she can move on. But things may get too hot even for her as the Fire Angel moves toward the final act in his revenge drama.
There was no doubt in Alexis’s mind that Jake was in a hurry to get home. His hands gripped the wheel, his eyes focused on the road, and his jaw was clenched so tightly he could probably break his own teeth.
What had she said or done that had disturbed him so badly? Was he upset because he hadn’t thought to have the bottles tested for the drug? Somehow, she sensed it was more than that. How she wished she could read people as well as she did fires and those who set them.
“When we get home, I’ll let you settle into the guest room while I talk to Minette. Then, tonight we can work on the list of suspects, pick out the most critical points, and work from those. We can factor an accomplice into the equation, too. I want to have something to give Everett before this bastard strikes again. Do you think you can take me through how you figured all that stuff out yesterday and today? Maybe explain how you come to the conclusions you do? It feels like we’ve been working together for months, not days, and I still don’t know how you operate. I know you’re used to working alone, so am I, but … If that full moon is part of this…” he shook his head. “Clouds and rain didn’t stop him from setting the house fire.”
Alexis licked her lips and nodded. Maybe she could give him a bit more to work with without coming off as a nut job as Bob had called her.
“I can try. Listen, I need to call Captain Peters and check in. I can do that while you handle the inn’s business, and we can talk about what I figured out and how I did it after supper.”
“That works for me.” Jake parked the SUV at the front of the inn and led her into the lobby.
A beautiful dark-haired woman stood behind the desk. She looked up and her face broke into a smile.
“Jake, you’re early,” she said, stepping around the desk and motioning to Leon, the man who’d served them breakfast, to take her place. “I was afraid Mia would miss you again. If you’ve got a minute, Jim Turner wants to talk to you. He says he has some of that information you wanted. He’s in the dining room.”
“I’ll do that right now. Can you get Alexis settled?” He turned to her. “I won’t be long,” he said, walking toward the dining room and leaving her alone with the inn’s manager.
The woman shook her head. “Leave it to Jake. He could’ve introduced us at least. Oh well.” She held out her hand. “Ms. Michaels, I’m Minette McKenzie.”
Alexis’s hand froze midway and she had to force it the rest of the way to the outstretched one. She leaned against the counter to steady herself. McKenzie? As in Jake McKenzie? She wasn’t just the manager, an employee, or girlfriend. No. She was his wife. Why hadn’t he said so? He’d said family, but she’d taken it to mean business family not the real deal.
“Pleased to meet you,” she said, grateful her voice sounded normal.
Minette had long, dark, silky brown hair that hung in a braid almost to her waist. She had beautiful, large, doe-brown eyes, and a clear olive complexion devoid of any type of cosmetics. She appeared to be in her late twenties, younger than Alexis was, but it was sometimes hard to tell people’s ages. She was petite, with an hour-glass figure, and the jeans and peach cashmere sweater she wore emphasized her curves. She had a beautiful, friendly smile, and her welcome was genuine.
“I’ve unpacked your vehicle and put your car in our garage. Everything is in our spare room, including the emergency lamps. Jake mentioned you dislike the dark.” She opened the door to the apartment. “My daughter Mia’s home. Claimed she had a sick tummy, but after a rest, she seems fine. She’s watching television with Maya. She’ll be glad that Jake’s back. She missed seeing him yesterday.”
Mutely, Alexis followed her hostess into the apartment, placed her kit on the shelf as Jake had this morning, and hung up her coat.
“Come inside where it’s warm and dry. I’ve never liked this damp, miserable weather. We have similar weather in Quebec, and I hated it.”
“You’re from Quebec?” she asked, trying to be polite and not let the sudden jealousy she’d felt at the thought that Jake was married show.
“Yes. From Quebec City. Both Luke, Minette’s father, and I were born and raised there, although we didn’t meet until we served together in Afghanistan. He died four months before Mia was born.”
“I’m so sorry,” Alexis said, knowing those were the appropriate words. “Why didn’t you go back to Quebec?”
“I did. I was there with Luke’s mother until Mia was born, but when she was six-months old, David, Jake’s brother, begged me to come back for a few months. I’ve been in the Reserves for as long as I can remember, serving my country to the best of my ability. Losing Luke was hard, but I thought if I could finish what I’d started, I might be able to cope better with the loss. Mia stayed with Luke’s mother. It was what he would’ve wanted. He was a doctor, killed by a roadside bomb on his way back to camp after delivering twins and saving a woman’s life. I was a surgical nurse, and they desperately needed my skills. After I remarried and Jake was injured, I came back here to look after him, moved Mia and my mother-in-law in with us, and now I cook and manage the inn.”
“I’m sure he appreciates your help, especially since he’s working with the police. Is your mother-in-law here?” Did her voice sound as cold as she felt?
“No.” She grinned, her eyes filled with anticipation. “Both of them are in Florida, but they’ll all be back in Paradise for Christmas.”
She stepped into the apartment. A little dark-haired girl sat on the sofa, wrapped in a pink blanket. The gas fireplace was on and the room was nice and warm.
“Mia, this is Ms. Michaels,” Minette said coming up to stand behind Alexis. “She’ll be our guest for a while. She’s helping Jake and the police.”
Why hadn’t she referred to him as daddy? The child had never met her real father. Wouldn’t Jake want to take on that role?
The little girl smiled.
“Hi.” Her brown eyes, so similar to her mother’s, were filled with curiosity. “I’m Amelia, but you can call me Mia. Everyone does. I’m five. My daddy died in the war. He’s got a medal and everything. Do you have a daddy?”
“No,” she answered, too surprised by the child’s outgoing nature to do anything but answer in kind. “My dad died in a plane crash a long time ago.”
Minette walked from behind Alexis. “Mia, enough television for now. Why don’t you go get your coat and take Maya out on the deck while Ms. Michaels settles in? You can ask all your questions later.” She turned to her. “Believe me, she’ll talk your ear off if you let her.”
“Okay.” The child jumped off the couch and ran to get her coat and boots.
“If you’ll follow me, Ms. Michaels,” Minette said, turning down the hall that led to the bedrooms. “Will you be ready to eat in about an hour? I know it’s early, but Mia goes to bed by eight.”
“Call me Alexis. That’s fine. I didn’t sleep well last night and an early night sounds good. I’m sure Jake needs his bed, too. He was limping a lot today…”
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