married into. Desperate to survive and nowhere to hide, Nikki turns
to the wolf shifter pack of her childhood but it’s hard for her to
trust anyone, even the people closest to her.
manages his Portland nightclub about suspicious activity. After
obtaining the approval of his Alpha, he travels to Portland. Two
nights later, screams of a woman shatter the silence of the dock and
with the help of his cousin, they save her from being killed.
the human and then struggles to convince her that they are meant to
be together. It’s up to him…
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All Carson Reno Mystery Series Books are standalone novels. It is not necessary to read them in any particular order.
What happens when a rich client, three beautiful women, a shifty businessman, a gambler and a missing spouse are all suspected of murder? The results are a merry-go-round of shadows and lies in a house of cards with clues almost as old as Carson.
Greed, blackmail, infidelity, murder, serial killers and a twenty-year-old crime spin a tale that is practically unbelievable – with the truth masked behind a story that nobody wants told.
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Since it was my day off, I slept in, which means I didn’t have breakfast. I was planning on going to a later mass at the Chapel and just wanted to enjoy a lazy day, eat a quick lunch afterwards, and shoot the bull with the guys.
I remember being slightly aggravated because there was so much noise and I was being rudely awakened from a wonderfully sound sleep.
Everything seemed muffled at first and then the next thing that I heard was a loud noise. I practically fell out of bed, and jumped up to see what was going on. As I ran toward the window, someone said that we were being attacked by the Japs.
You have to understand, all of this took seconds, split seconds that seemed to be in slow motion— watching a train wreck that couldn’t be stopped. Every second was engraved in my eyes and brain as each movement was pulling me forward.
I ran to the balcony in my shorts where I had an excellent view of the harbor. The unmistakable sound of multiple airplane bombers coming at us thundered in my ears.
Looking up, I could see large formations of aircraft going to other targets. As I turned my head to look over the harbor, the Jap torpedo planes and dive bombers had a nice clean run at the Battleships.
With each drop of their torpedoes and bombs, I could feel the percussion of the explosions as they annihilated everything on Battleship row.
Some of the men on the ships were firing back, but it was a losing battle. Without any opposition, the Japs had everything going their way.
It was damned sad.
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“Why do you insist on running from me?”
“Why do you insist on chasing after?” She heard the petulance in her voice and would have blushed at the sound if she were not so well trained to hold her emotions in check.
Though she would not admit it, she enjoyed the bickering between them, the spirit he displayed. Pampered he may be, but there was a strength to him that reminded her of her people, called out to her as kin. And she could not and would not call him kin, no matter the desire swirling within her, reflected in his gaze. “I do not like you, prince. We have had our fun these past nights. Let it be enough between us.”
“Never.” He reached for her, pulling her close to him, bending his head to her own though his lips did not touch hers. They never touched hers, though she did not doubt he wanted to. “Never enough between us; you feel it too. I know you do.”
No man’s breath should smell so fresh, not after a night of champagne and wine and sweets and a jaunt through the woods. He should smell of horse and sweat and look put upon, not as though he were just now remade for the day. She must look a disgrace compared to him, her russet hair a mess around her shoulders, dress stained from her tumble from her horse.
She did not care for customs or norms, finding more comfort in breeches than the tulle of a skirt, and yet for him she had found a gown and now it was ruined and that was quite fine. She stomped her foot. Perhaps a bit more petulance, simpering condescension might make the male rethink his desire for her. “Foolish boy, I feel nothing for you.” Her finger extended to poke at his chest, push him to her desires, make space between his heat that warmed her through. “You know nothing of me. Three days does not a knowledge grant. We have danced and wined but little else. If there were words spoken between us, I do not recall them.”
“Liar. I was there too, my lady. We shared many words.” He leaned into her finger, forcing her to retreat or bow to his advance, yield to his physicality pressing into her. “I am not blind. I know the expression in your eyes. Why run from me when you know my heart? I have told you—”
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