Sunday, June 9, 2013

Class of '93 Trilogy being re-released!

I am so excited to announce that my Class of '93 Trilogy is being re-released on Amazon, with brand new covers!  Yay!  No dates yet, but the contracts are signed and the cover art forms have been submitted.

The Class of '93 Trilogy is about 4 gradutes of the United States Air Force Academy (Go Falcons!) and the different paths their lives have taken since graduation and commisioning.

Deadly Briefs is the story of Aiden Greene, now an attorney, and Erika Dalton, an intelligence officer.  The two of them have unfinished business that keeps trying to get in the way of Erika doing her job, which is protecting Aiden from a drug lord determined to take revenge.   

Trail of Desire is all about Braden, now a hot shot FBI agent, and Katrina, an FBI Profiler, trying to track down what might very well be a serial killer on the Appalachain Trail.  

Call of Duty tells the story of Chad, an Air Force fighter pilot, and Casey, a wary single mom, and Chad teaching Casey that appearances can be deceiving.

I can't wait to share the new covers and the release dates with you!

Excerpt from Deadly Briefs

Not an iota of recognition flickered in her eyes as he spoke. He stared at her, willing her to recognize him. Even battered and barbequed, he hadn’t forgotten a single thing about her. If anything, his memories failed him miserably. The woman perched over him was even more beautiful than he remembered.

What the hell was she doing here? In Ohio, on top of him.

“Come on. We have to get out of here. This place is going to be crawling with police and firefighters any second now.” Erika sounded tense. Well, hell, so was he.

She slung her leg over him and pushed to her feet in one smooth movement. She always had been as graceful as a dancer.

Extending her hand, she waited for him to get up. No sooner had his fingertips brushed her palm, than she began to tug him in the direction of the woods. Wait just one fucking minute. If she thought he’d just follow along behind her like some whipped puppy, she had another think coming. He clenched his teeth and remained on the ground, shifting only to a sitting position. She tugged harder on his hand, waging a losing battle.

“Whoa, honey. I’m not going anywhere with you until I know what’s going on.” His car was lit up like a Fourth of July bonfire and he wanted details.

“I’ll explain everything, I promise, once we’re clear of here. Everything’s been blown sky high, pardon the pun, and you’re no longer safe.”

“Not until you tell me what the hell is going on here. Do you even know who I am, or are you a good Samaritan who just happened to be walking by just as my car self-destructed?” He slowly pushed to his feet, more shaken than he thought, but he’d be damned if he’d let her know.

Her sharp intake of breath expanded her chest and pushed her breasts forward, a sight to behold. The glow from the raging fire bathed her face in warm tones, enough to allow Aiden to see the struggle on Erika’s face. “Of course I know who you are. Do you think I just happened to be here right now? You’re Aiden Cooper Greene.” She rattled off his Social Security number, his height, his weight, and his inseam. Ha! Showed how much she knew. His weight was off. “And your car was rigged to go off. With you in it.”

“Excuse me? Who would want to blow me to hell and back? I’m a corporate compliance attorney. I bore people to death, I don’t make enemies.” Every muscle in his body ached from the impact of the jarring fall. His head spun, but whether from meeting the asphalt or seeing Erika again, he had no idea.

“Do you know who I am?” She invaded his personal space for the second time in minutes, leaning forward and treating him to a glimpse of cleavage. His mouth watered.

He stepped closer, their toes touching, his voice dropping an octave. “I’ve never forgotten you, Erika.”

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