Take it away, Jennifer!
…A game of survival tests their will and their love.
A
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.
Brings
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.
In
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.
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.
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.”
“You have nothing I
need.”
“Oh, I think I do.
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.
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.
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.”
Again, she ignored
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.
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.
“I’ll tell you when
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.
“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.
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.
“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.
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.
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.
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.
Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When she
isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.
Find Jennifer:
Buy
The Maze:
Other
Books by Jennifer Lowery:
A
SEAL’s Song (Book #1,
SEAL Team Alpha)
Hard
To Handle (Book #1,
Sawyer Sisters Trilogy)
Hard
Core (Book #1, Onyx
Group)
Murphy’s
Law
Taking
Chances (short story)
