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Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Kayla Ferrell's dead husband, Patrick, isn't ready to move on yet. After their bright future is destroyed by a tragic car crash that leaves her in a wheelchair, he's determined to give her another chance at life-and love. But she's terrified of loving another man and losing the special connection they still share. When she travels to the exotic Fiji islands to watch her screenplay, Deadly Divergence, be made into an exciting motion picture, she finally meets Hollywood superstar Alex Matthews in person. This is exactly the opportunity Patrick has been searching for as instant attraction sizzles between Alex and Kayla. Alex may hold Kayla's heart, but a bitter divorce has left him emotionally scarred, unwilling to risk falling in love again. While Kayla struggles to regain the use of her legs, he struggles against his growing attraction to her. Can Alex and Kayla find the strength to overcome their paralyzing fears and embrace true love before the filming ends, and their time together runs out? "Erin Bateman's exceptional vocal talent makes the characters come alive! You'll laugh, rejoice, and maybe even cry a little as you experience Kayla's grueling struggle to walk again, and her heartache and joy as she falls headlong in love with the one man who has the power to heal or shatter her fragile heart." Ashley Hunter, Heartsong Reviews Excerpt Kayla would always remember that first golden glimpse of Alex Matthews, looking like a guilty little kid caught in the cookie jar, while his normally-sober partner roared with laughter. A keen pang of disappointment lanced through her heart. Of course she hadn't really expected them to act just like their TV roles-yet somehow she had, anyway! Foolish of her. She knew their screen characters intimately. She knew what they'd say, how they'd say it, how they'd react to any given situation. But these two glorious, larger-than-life people were total strangers to her. Suddenly she felt very shy, and more than a little awkward. Alicia stepped forward first, and warmly clasped her hand. "Welcome to paradise!" she smiled, instinctively liking what she saw in the younger woman's crystal-blue eyes. "Or as we like to call it, The Madhouse." Her grip was strong, yet somehow compassionate. Kayla felt her tensed nerves relax slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Huntington," she smiled, and meant every word. Quinn MacAllister had brought her back to life. Alicia's character, Mariah Conners, had given her courage and strength through those first long months, when she'd been struggling to accept her grim new circumstances. Alicia heard the sincerity in her voice, and remembered the rumors. Sometime soon, they'd have to cozy up for a nice long chat. But in the meantime. "Allie, please," she urged, waving aside propriety with an easy smile. "A film set's no place for formality!" You're the one she's here to see. Allie's cheerful voice echoed in Alex's ears as he drew a deep, steadying breath, and tried to still his racing pulse. Let's make her week a memorable one. He was an actor. He could handle this. No one else needed to know how his heart was pounding. He stepped forward with a beaming smile pasted on his face. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Kayla Farrell. Welcome to Paradise Island!" And he forced himself to clasp her outstretched hand. Heat exploded in his palm, and seared all the way up his arm and shoulder. Startled, he took a hasty step back. He became aware of a fierce thudding in his belly-one that had nothing to do with her dreaded wheelchair, and everything to do with the heavy anvil gut-punching him. Alicia's eyebrows rose slightly as hot color flooded Kayla's cheeks. So the sparks were already flying, h Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Cappel, Linda (illustratore).…

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Abigail Lefay, owner of the infamous fetish club, The Black Flame, is much more than just an eccentric occultist. She's a powerful witch with a violent past. When the Chicago Mafia violates a truce with her coven, Abigail must leave her self-imposed sanctuary to teach them they're not the only family who should be feared. To save four innocent girls from violent rape and a life of slavery, she must incite.a Blood War! Excerpt Jimmy's mouth and jaw were bruised, and his left eye was swollen shut. But the adrenaline rush of revenge and his love of fire had him feeling just fine. He was going to roast those bastards alive and make those little bitches watch, then take his excitement out on them. Further down the hallway, two of the overhead lights suddenly exploded. Sparks showered down to the floor, and that part of the corridor plunged into darkness. "They're shooting out the lights," one man whispered. "I didn't hear any." Marco trailed off when two more bulbs blew out. Instantly they all edged closer to the walls and crouched, aiming their pistols at the encroaching darkness. More sparks flew, and this time Bellino glimpsed movement just beyond the shadows. "Now!" Marco barked, and each man squeezed off several shots. Wood splintered.but Bellino frowned when three bullets burst into flame with a popping sound, as if they'd exploded without hitting anything. A shape suddenly emerged from the shadows. Marco aimed his gun, then stared in surprise. "What the hell?" Jake demanded as the crow hopped into the light. It screeched at them, and spread its wings as if challenging them. "Bye bye, birdie!" Marco laughed, and squeezed the trigger. The bird squawked again, and excitedly flapped its wings. Each round exploded before reaching it. The air in front of them was shimmering. The crow made a noise Bellino swore sounded like a mocking laugh. "Wanna play with fire?" he snarled, and aimed his gun, preparing to hose it down with flame. He stopped when a tall, black-cloaked figure emerged from the shadows behind it. The cloak's hood was pulled low, hiding the face behind it. The person's arms were folded, and both hands were tucked into the cloak's wide sleeves. Willie and Jake didn't wait for orders; they quickly fired several more rounds. The figure raised both arms, and spread hands that were long-fingered and white as chalk. Every round exploded harmlessly without connecting, as if they'd struck an invisible wall. "Fire with fire, bitch!" Bellino yelled. A thin stream of flame shot out from his modified pistol, and enveloped the woman. "Yes!" he bellowed triumphantly. Sudden chills rippled down his spine. The woman was completely engulfed in flames, but she wasn't screaming.she wasn't even moving! Quickly he sprayed more fire, and the flames burned brighter. Then they vanished as if a switch had been thrown. "Mother of God," Marco whispered. The robe had burned away. The woman underneath was wearing a long black skirt that covered her ankles, but when she stepped forward, Bellino saw it was slit up to the hip on both sides, exposing high boots and thighs as white as her hands. Her top was a black and blue corset laced tightly to showcase large milk-white breasts. Her bare arms were covered from shoulders to elbows with demonic tattoos. A wild mass of blue-streaked black hair covered her downturned face. She advanced toward them, and Marco and Bellino cautiously retreated. At his side, Marco ejected his spent clip, and slammed another one home. "Defective rounds," he whispered, sounding as if he was trying to convince himself. "I want your name, bitch!" Bellino demanded. "I am the daughter of the devil." Her raspy voice echoed fr Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Cappel, Linda (illustratore).…

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Halloween will never be the same again! A costumed psychotic killer calling herself 'Bad Kitty' is stalking the streets of Providence. She targets unfaithful married men and promises them exquisite pleasure, but delivers only brutal death. Lead detective Josh Wilson, also a notorious adulterer, is one of her targets. He must race against time to stop her before she kills again. His trap is set, but will the hunter become the prey? Will he catch his elusive cat? Or will Bad Kitty prove that Every Dog Has Its Day? Excerpt "Police!" Josh hammered on the door. "Open up, now!" "She's going out the window!" a voice cried from inside the room. Josh stepped back, and kicked the door just under the knob. The force of the impact thrummed up his leg and into his hip as the door splintered and flew open. He stepped forward, gun in both hands, and in a second that seemed frozen in time, took in the scene. A man was naked and tied to the bed with pink ropes, his erect shaft purple from the sex ring's pressure. At the foot of the bed was their killer. She was dressed in a short, tight leather skirt with knee-high leather boots, and a pink low-cut top. Her black mask covered her upper face, and included a set of pink ears and long pink whiskers. As soon as he entered, her arm was moving forward. Lamplight caught the silver glint of the long blade as it spun through the air at his face. Josh threw himself awkwardly down and to the left. He landed on his knees, and was already bringing the gun back up when he heard a cry of pain behind him. He glanced back into the doorway. Matt was on his ass, staring in shock at the long curved knife protruding from his shoulder. The sound of breaking glass made him whip back. She was crouching on the windowsill. She swung her elbow into the frame, sending both wood and glass exploding out onto the fire escape. "Get your ass down on the floor, bitch!" Josh leveled the gun at her from his knees. "I said." Her hands flashed out, and Josh dove to the side as large shards of glass flew toward him. One sailed over his head, but the second hit the floor and skipped upward toward his face. Josh let momentum roll him onto his back. The glass shattered next to him as he saw her scrambling onto the windowsill. Josh squeezed off two shots. The first one went wild, hitting the wall to the right of the window. It sent a shower of plaster cascading down over the guy on the bed, who was screaming like someone from a horror movie. The second shot was much closer, hitting the frame just to her right. She yelped as chunks of wood exploded from the window, striking her. Josh rolled back onto his knees and took aim, but she'd already darted out the window. He jumped to his feet, and turned to check on Matt. His partner had wrapped a handkerchief around the hilt to try and preserve any prints, and was gingerly pulling the knife from his shoulder. "You all right?" he demanded. "It didn't go deep. Go get her!" He jumped to the left of the window, gun extended, looking out onto the platform of the fire escape. Seeing nothing, he spun around, checking the other side. "Wait for backup, then come after me!" he ordered. He leaped out the window, and looked over the railing. A shadow moving on the alley floor made the hairs on his neck rise. Swiftly he spun to the right and brought his gun up. She was hanging from the bars of the landing above them. She made a feline mewling sound, and viciously kicked his chest. The impact hurled him back into the railing. Fiery pain lanced through his shoulders and down his legs as he gasped in shock and landed hard on his ass. Before he could catch his breath, she dropped lightly onto the landing between his outstretched legs. "Hello, Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Cappel, Linda (illustratore).…

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