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!
mission she can’t forget…
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.
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.
a deadly game of survival.
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.
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
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.”
Let’s work on your fighting skills before we meet up with Santiago.”
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.
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.
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.”
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.
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’m done,” she snapped, struggling against him.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.
Books by Jennifer Lowery:
SEAL’s Song (Book #1,
SEAL Team Alpha)
To Handle (Book #1,
Sawyer Sisters Trilogy)
Core (Book #1, Onyx
Chances (short story)