ABOUT THE BOOK
T-FLAC is back in an exciting action-adventure
romance filled with danger, subterfuge and steamy, red-hot attraction.
NO MEMORY OF HIS PAST
Powerful cartel leader Sin Diaz lives a
dangerous life filled with secrets and lies, and surrounded by people who claim
to have known him all his life. Yet flashes of another life, totally unrelated
to the jungles of Cosio, hang tantalizingly on the edges of his memory. He'll
trust no one until he recalls his true past.
NO DREAMS OF A FUTURE
T-FLAC operative Riva Rimaldi's mission is
simple. Go undercover, learn terrorist Escobar Maza's agenda, then kill him.
But when the helicopter she's on crashes deep in the jungle of the small,
volatile country of Cosio, she finds herself in the wrong hands. Is the sexy as
hell leader of the ANSL, Sin Diaz, the enemy of her enemy, worse than Maza
himself? Or is he someone entirely different than his reputation – and will he
become her lover?
TOGETHER THEY HOLD THE KEY
Sin and Riva must work together to stop a
madman who will go to any lengths to attain his terrifying goal. But can they
unravel the truth in time? The timer is ticking.
AN EXCERPT
Her visions were never wrong. They
always came true. Could the circumstances leading up to them be changed, and
would that change negate the outcome? Possibly. Problem was, she didn't have
visions for herself. This vision was Sin's future.
It told her no matter how much she
resisted, how much she fought him, they were going to have sex. Not only were
they going to connect, she was damn well going to enjoy it. The future image
was so powerful she almost reached an orgasm, as her vision of the future
merged with what was happening in the now.
Her fists unfurled. Her fingers
gripped the soft, damp hair on his hot, naked chest as his fingers dug into the
balls of her shoulders. No room to move, no way other than to stand on her toes
to better reach his mouth. Eyes squeezed tight, Riva lived a duel sensation as
he kissed her in the now, and her mind showed her their future in sensual
Technicolor.
The morning sunlight flooding the
small hut faded. Cave-like darkness surrounded them, and there was nothing but
the feel of him surrounding her. No, damn it. That was the vision. It didn't
have to happen. She, like the prisoners, could zig instead of zag. She'd make
different choices. Make damn sure that never happened.
In the now, he was only kissing her.
His hands were on her shoulders, holding her in place.
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