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To ignite the fire, please welcome Jennifer Lowery as she starts us off by heating things up!
Jennifer and I have known each other for a few years now. Her career is taking off and exciting times are rolling in — I’m so happy for her!
Take it away, Jennifer!
…A game of survival tests their will and their love.
A
mission she can’t forget…
mission she can’t forget…
The first female
operative for the counterterrorism unit known as ATCOM, Atalanta Devayne is
haunted by a former mission gone wrong. That mission led to her imprisonment,
torture, and ultimate retirement, along with her loss of faith in the man she’d
trusted with her life.
operative for the counterterrorism unit known as ATCOM, Atalanta Devayne is
haunted by a former mission gone wrong. That mission led to her imprisonment,
torture, and ultimate retirement, along with her loss of faith in the man she’d
trusted with her life.
Brings
his vengeance…
his vengeance…
Former Navy SEAL, Noah Kincaid,
bears the responsibility of Attie’s imprisonment and blames himself for not
protecting her from drug lord
Carlos Santiago. This time he won’t fail her.
bears the responsibility of Attie’s imprisonment and blames himself for not
protecting her from drug lord
Carlos Santiago. This time he won’t fail her.
In
a deadly game of survival.
a deadly game of survival.
Santiago has
resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie by taking
her brother hostage. The only way to save him is by revisiting the darkness of
her past and relying on a man she can’t trust. In a battle of life or death,
Noah and Attie are put to the test. They must face challenges to overcome the
past and accept their feelings
for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them forever.
resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie by taking
her brother hostage. The only way to save him is by revisiting the darkness of
her past and relying on a man she can’t trust. In a battle of life or death,
Noah and Attie are put to the test. They must face challenges to overcome the
past and accept their feelings
for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them forever.
Blurb:
Former Navy
SEAL, Noah Kincaid, bears the responsibility of fellow counterterrorist
operative, Atalanta Devayne’s, imprisonment, torture and retirement. Now the drug
lord has resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie.
Noah and Attie must face challenges to overcome the past and accept their
feelings for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them
forever.
SEAL, Noah Kincaid, bears the responsibility of fellow counterterrorist
operative, Atalanta Devayne’s, imprisonment, torture and retirement. Now the drug
lord has resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie.
Noah and Attie must face challenges to overcome the past and accept their
feelings for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them
forever.
Excerpt:
Copyright 2014, Jennifer Lowery
Trying to explain
was out of the question, he knew she wasn’t in a place where she could listen,
so he set the lantern on the ground and stepped back. “Come on, Devayne, take
what you need from me.”
was out of the question, he knew she wasn’t in a place where she could listen,
so he set the lantern on the ground and stepped back. “Come on, Devayne, take
what you need from me.”
“You have nothing I
need.”
need.”
“Oh, I think I do.
Let’s work on your fighting skills before we meet up with Santiago.”
Let’s work on your fighting skills before we meet up with Santiago.”
It worked. Attie
took off her parka and hung it on a tree limb. Then she lunged. Noah simply
allowed her to release her pent up emotions on him, parrying her blows,
challenging her and offering what she needed. She flew at and around him with
skill and agility that impressed him once again. She jabbed with her fists,
kicked and danced as if she were weightless.
took off her parka and hung it on a tree limb. Then she lunged. Noah simply
allowed her to release her pent up emotions on him, parrying her blows,
challenging her and offering what she needed. She flew at and around him with
skill and agility that impressed him once again. She jabbed with her fists,
kicked and danced as if she were weightless.
The ground below
them grew muddy from rain and their boots. Anyone watching would no doubt think
them crazy to be out in such weather—Noah would have agreed—but this was
important. Attie’s state of mind took precedence over the storm.
them grew muddy from rain and their boots. Anyone watching would no doubt think
them crazy to be out in such weather—Noah would have agreed—but this was
important. Attie’s state of mind took precedence over the storm.
Dodging a jab to
his kidney, he put his hands together in a time-out gesture as lightning
flashed overhead. Attie ignored it and trotted toward him. Deflecting the blow,
he said loudly to be heard, “Enough. You’re going to catch pneumonia.”
his kidney, he put his hands together in a time-out gesture as lightning
flashed overhead. Attie ignored it and trotted toward him. Deflecting the blow,
he said loudly to be heard, “Enough. You’re going to catch pneumonia.”
Again, she ignored
him.
him.
Annoyed, he waited
for her to turn just like so…and in one swift move spun her into his arms and
trapped her arms at her sides, holding her tight against him.
for her to turn just like so…and in one swift move spun her into his arms and
trapped her arms at her sides, holding her tight against him.
Green ice met his
stare and her beauty struck him again. Anger never looked so good on a woman.
Raindrops clung to her lashes and slid over the smooth flesh of her cheeks. Her
hair clung like a deep flame to her head and shoulders. She looked hostile and
aggressive and sexy as hell with her eyes flashing, cheeks flushed and clothes
plastered to her lithe body. Her chin jutted out stubbornly.
stare and her beauty struck him again. Anger never looked so good on a woman.
Raindrops clung to her lashes and slid over the smooth flesh of her cheeks. Her
hair clung like a deep flame to her head and shoulders. She looked hostile and
aggressive and sexy as hell with her eyes flashing, cheeks flushed and clothes
plastered to her lithe body. Her chin jutted out stubbornly.
“I’ll tell you when
I’m done,” she snapped, struggling against him.
I’m done,” she snapped, struggling against him.
“You’re done.”
Like a wildcat she
fought to be released. She managed to slip an elbow free and slammed it into
his ribs. The same as she had the night he rescued her from that cell. She’d
landed a good blow to his jaw despite her battered state.
fought to be released. She managed to slip an elbow free and slammed it into
his ribs. The same as she had the night he rescued her from that cell. She’d
landed a good blow to his jaw despite her battered state.
“Ouch,” he growled.
Somehow, she
managed to wrap her leg around his. He tried to stop their descent, but the
ground beneath them was slippery from where they had churned it up with their
boots, and they both went down.
managed to wrap her leg around his. He tried to stop their descent, but the
ground beneath them was slippery from where they had churned it up with their
boots, and they both went down.
Noah managed to
take the brunt of the fall, banging his elbow on a rock when they hit. Attie
landed on top of him in a tangle of arms and legs and she was more furious than
ever.
take the brunt of the fall, banging his elbow on a rock when they hit. Attie
landed on top of him in a tangle of arms and legs and she was more furious than
ever.
“Let me go.”
“Not until we
finish this.” He clamped an arm around her waist to still her movements. She
collapsed against him, her breath heaving in and out of her lungs. Her forehead
dropped down on his shoulder and he tightened his arm around her waist. Slim
and delicate against him, her curves fitting into his contours like puzzle pieces.
finish this.” He clamped an arm around her waist to still her movements. She
collapsed against him, her breath heaving in and out of her lungs. Her forehead
dropped down on his shoulder and he tightened his arm around her waist. Slim
and delicate against him, her curves fitting into his contours like puzzle pieces.
The air changed
around them. Attie’s breath hitched. Like it or not, the chemistry was still
there. Years of attraction, years of fighting it, broke him. His control
snapped and he lifted his head and captured her mouth in his.
around them. Attie’s breath hitched. Like it or not, the chemistry was still
there. Years of attraction, years of fighting it, broke him. His control
snapped and he lifted his head and captured her mouth in his.
Author Bio:
NY Times & USA Today bestselling author, Jennifer Lowery grew up
reading romance novels in the back of her math book and on the bus to school,
and never wanted to be anything but a writer.
Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table with her sisters
spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always with a tall glass of ice tea
at their side.
reading romance novels in the back of her math book and on the bus to school,
and never wanted to be anything but a writer.
Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table with her sisters
spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always with a tall glass of ice tea
at their side.
Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to
share her passion with her readers. She
loves everything there is about romance.
Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong,
independent heroines. She believes that
happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that
happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters
find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep
within themselves to discover love.
share her passion with her readers. She
loves everything there is about romance.
Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong,
independent heroines. She believes that
happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that
happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters
find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep
within themselves to discover love.
Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When she
isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.
isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.
Find Jennifer:
Buy
The Maze:
The Maze:
Other
Books by Jennifer Lowery:
Books by Jennifer Lowery:
A
SEAL’s Song (Book #1,
SEAL Team Alpha)
SEAL’s Song (Book #1,
SEAL Team Alpha)
Hard
To Handle (Book #1,
Sawyer Sisters Trilogy)
To Handle (Book #1,
Sawyer Sisters Trilogy)
Hard
Core (Book #1, Onyx
Group)
Core (Book #1, Onyx
Group)
Murphy’s
Law
Law
Taking
Chances (short story)
Chances (short story)
Aw, thanks so much, Sheri! You are so sweet! So happy to have found you in our crit group! Thank you for having me on your awesome blog today-I just love being here 🙂
Love, love, love this book!
Thanks, D!!
Loved you're excerpt above. Very hot. Thank you for the opportunity to share an excerpt of one of my books. As the glove continued to move over my skin, his other hand began touching me as well. He would run the glove over a part of my body, and then his uncovered hand would brush lightly over the same area. The contrast caused me to shiver at times. It felt amazing, and all my nerve endings were on alert waiting to see where he’d go next. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Stephan changed things up and… Read more »
Thank you, Sherri! Yours if HOT!
Jen, I loved your excerpt.
Thanks, Brenda!!
This is one of the best stories that I've read. You won't be disappointed if you get the book. I wasn't.
Aw, thanks, Melissa!
Amazing excerpt, Jennifer; very well written and left me wanting more. 😉 Thanks for the offer to share our own work as well, Sheri. This is from To Serve is Divine, the first book in my BDSM trilogy:“Once I remove your blindfold, I want you to keep your eyes closed for a few minutes so that they can adjust.” “Aye, Miss K,” she answered, and then the blindfold was gone. Catherine could sense the lightness in the room pricking at her eyelids. Inside, Catherine was soaring and she couldn’t wait to thank Master for the experiences he had bestowed upon… Read more »
Thanks, RE Hargrave! Yours was hot and definitely left me wanting more 🙂
Delightful excerpt – and it's done the trick! I want to read this now. So glad to be introduced to you!
Aw, thanks, Melodie! I'm so happy to meet you too! I hope you enjoy the book 🙂
Love this excerpt and can't wait to read this book!
Thanks, Toni! Hope you enjoy it 😉
Great excerpts! Thank you Sheri & Jennifer for letting us post our excerpts too. Here's mine from Viking Fire – historical romance:She jerked on his hand, but he would not budge. Then he grasped her around the waist, hauling her to him. She bit her lip knowing what she must smell like and yet he was still undeterred. One hand held her to him, the other stroked her hair. She felt the heat of him throughout her body. “Has your wound festered?” she asked, attempting to distract him. “I will tell Elva you need more salve.” He brushed his lips… Read more »
Thanks, Andrea! HOT excerpt!
From The Righteous and The Wicked by April Emerson: Although she holds herself to a rigid moral code, a part of her wants to indulge. Emma sits as the thumping music rattles her body and the vibration sinks into her skin. She picks up her martini as Abby and Danni shout at each other and laugh. The topics of conversation are just as expected and Emma has nothing to say. She sips the liquid. It’s chilled, yet it feels as if it singes her insides. Her eyes wander around the club. They stop when she sees a man dressed in… Read more »
Nice one, April!
I worry about your guy shooting himself in the butt. Can you not buy him a holster?
LOL! Only you, Liza 🙂