Maggie’s Revenge by Jacquie Biggar #Suspense #Read #mgtab



DEA Special Agent Maggie Holt is fierce, smart, beautiful– and in over her head.


Maggie has been working undercover 15 months when she is taken by Chinese-Mexican cartel leader, Chenglei. She tries to escape with 8 other women and is captured and brutally punished.

Adam O’Connor is angry and frustrated. It’s his fault his partner, and one-time lover, is missing and no matter how many leads he chases, they don’t bring Maggie home.

An unexpected break in the case sends Adam south to Texas. His old SEAL Team Chief, Frank Stein, offers his home and his help in the search effort.

Will these two strong men find Maggie? And will their decades old friendship be destroyed by their love for the same woman?

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The sky had shed its drab gray coat and donned one of sparkling midnight velvet by the time Adam awoke. A warm weight lay on his shoulder and across his thighs. He glanced sideways at Amanda and smiled. She snored. Something he could hold over her head at a later date, perhaps? Speaking of which—he carefully moved her hand from his lap—an inch closer and she could have grabbed hold of his…

He cleared his throat and she moaned in her sleep, turned away, and cuddled up to his jacket in the corner. Lucky coat. Why did all his thoughts circle around to sex with her? He straightened in his seat and met Frank’s amused eyes in the rear-view mirror.

“What?” he growled under his breath, irritated at his libido, and at Frank for noticing.

“Almost there,” was all he said, lowering the window a third allowing the cool desert air to filter into the car.

Amanda sat up in a rush. “What happened? Where are we?” Her gaze landed on Adam, then blinked away as though she too felt the chemistry between them.

Get over yourself, O’Connor.

“We’re nearing the extraction point,” he answered her, scraping a hand over his stubbled chin.

“Oh.” She made an effort to straighten her clothes and sweep her hair into its usual knot, but it was having none of it tonight. “Okay, good. Do we have a plan then?”

Adam was surprised she was allowing their input. At the office Amanda was known as a hardliner. She gave the orders and her agents followed them, or else. He wasn’t used to this softer, less certain version of his dragon boss.

“Find the drop zone, check the area for enemies, and rescue our operative. Should be a breeze, right, Chief?” He felt more than saw Amanda stiffen beside him. Good, they were back to being frenemies, much safer for both of them.



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An elite warrior struggling to find his place in the civilian world… Fractured Honor by @KayleaCross #Romance #amreading @InkSlingerPR

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Title: Fractured Honor

Author: Kaylea Cross

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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An elite warrior struggling to find his place in the civilian world.

Weary from his years on the battlefield, SF Captain Beckett Hollister has returned home to Crimson Point to take over the family business for his dying father. But adjusting to life outside the military is harder than he imagined, and being back home forces him to confront things he’d rather not face. Including the one woman he shouldn’t want and can’t have—his best friend’s little sister.

A love that was always meant to be.

Town vet Sierra Buchanan has known Beckett her entire life. She’s crushed on him for years, but because of his relationship with her family, the stubborn man refuses to see her as more than the girl he grew up with. As tragedy brings them together, neither of them realizes that the sins of Beckett’s past have come home to haunt him. When Sierra becomes the target of his unforeseen enemy, Beckett must vanquish his demons to save her.


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Without a word Beckett grasped the bottom of his shirt and methodically began peeling it upward. The abrupt change in him startled her a little, but not enough to stop this. Sierra had wanted him for so long and he would never do this with her just for kicks.

She pushed up onto her elbows, her mouth going dry as each inch of his bare torso was revealed to her ravenous gaze. Up, up the fabric moved, exposing bronzed skin and sculpted muscles of a man who had spent his entire adult life honing his body into a lethal weapon.

Her gaze snagged on the design displayed on the well-developed slope of his left pec. She’d never seen the tattoo before. Molon Labe was written in an old script beneath a distinctly Pacific Northwest native-stylized eagle. Beautiful and unique. It would look gorgeous as a framed black-and-white photograph.

Then he dragged the shirt over his head, and all she could do was gape at the beauty of his muscled arms and shoulders. It had been years since she’d seen him without a shirt on down at the beach when he’d first joined the military. He’d looked sexy as hell back then, but now… Now he took her breath away.

She sat up and reached for him, eager to touch him, feel all that power beneath her fingertips. His smooth skin was hot, the right side of his ribs nicked here and there by what she could only assume were shrapnel scars.

Before she could look her fill, Beckett cupped a big hand around the back of her head and brought his mouth down on hers. He’d taken her off guard the other night. This time she was ready. Or she thought she was.

She expected him to take. To dominate. Instead he explored, slowly stretching out on top of her until he pressed her down into the cushions.

She gasped at the feel of his warm, hard body blanketing her, his weight pinning her in place as he sucked at her top lip, then her bottom one. He slid his tongue across them, delved inside gently, the velvet caress igniting a shockwave of need inside her. And then his hips settled between hers, the hard ridge of his erection pressing into her core through her jeans and she couldn’t help the moan that spilled out of her.

Oh my God…

Beckett delved deeper, stroking and caressing with his tongue while she clung to his shoulders, ran her hands up and down the ridged power of his back. She was melting from the inside out, her insides quaking. Making out with him was a thousand times better than she had dreamed it would be, and finally having him reach for her made tears prick the backs of her eyes.

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NY Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylea Cross writes edge-of-your-seat military romantic suspense. Her work has won many awards, including the Daphne du Maurier Award of Excellence, and has been nominated multiple times for the National Readers’ Choice Awards. A Registered Massage Therapist by trade, Kaylea is also an avid gardener, artist, Civil War buff, Special Ops aficionado, belly dance enthusiast and former nationally-carded softball pitcher. She lives in Vancouver, BC with her husband and family.


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