The Maze/Romantic Suspense ~ Jennifer Lowery
TAG: …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.
Content Warning: Sexual content
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.
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.
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How did you first meet your writer?
Noah: When she called me to duty to rescue one of my operatives. I didn’t agree with Jennifer’s terms, but she didn’t leave me any choice. Writers are stubborn creatures.
Attie: Noah’s right. Writers are very stubborn. Jennifer pulled me back into duty after my retirement from ATCOM. Against my will. But *glances at Noah with warmth in her eyes* I’m glad she did.
What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?
Attie: As the first female operative for ATCOM, I love the action. Who wouldn’t love being in the field? *sends Noah a sizzling hot look* Then again, the romance is great too.
Noah: *returns the look, but doesn’t comment*
Do you infiltrate your writer’s dreams?
Jennifer: I’m going to interrupt this interview to answer this question because these two didn’t let me sleep peacefully the entire time I was writing this book. Okay, continue.
Attie: In our defense, you weren’t a very cooperative writer. You refused to listen to me.
Jennifer: *nods* I’m working on my control issues. It all worked out in the end though, didn’t it?
Attie: *smiles* Yes. Definitely.
Are you happy with the genre your writer has placed you in?
Noah and Attie in unison: Yes.
If you could rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?
Would you be interested in a sequel, if your writer was so inclined?
Noah: Hell, no. No more books. My wife isn’t going through anything like that again. Damn it, Jen, you promised.
Jennifer: *whispers* Relax, Noah. Attie is safe. Now, as far as the rest of the ATCOM guys…
What are you proudest of?
Noah: *something deep and haunted flashes in his blue eyes* My wife.
Attie: *smiles and laces her fingers through Noah’s as they share a private moment*
What do you like most about where you live?
Attie: After spending time in a South American jungle, I love Montana and living in the mountains. The air is so clear and crisp. If I never visit a jungle again, it’ll be too soon.
Noah: *goes rigid in his chair, but remains silent*
What is your least favorite word?
Noah and Attie in unison: Carlos Santiago.
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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.
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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)
Taking Chances (short story)