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Would you like an autumn fling...
with an angel?
with an angel?
Where do the mortals fit in the war between the angels and demons?
One surviving hijacker is charged
with the murders of a hundred citizens.
with the murders of a hundred citizens.
One cop sees her innocence.
Alliance I-Marshal Weber hauls Yadira
to her home planet and infiltrates the human-trafficking ring controlling her.
But he finds himself unbearably attracted to his witness. A gift for detecting
deception reveals she’s the next victim of a criminal industry.
Descending into shadowy worlds of
slavery, Yadira endures a dark angel stalking her dreams and watches the quiet
I-Marshal become dangerous in her defense. Everything about him moves
her…except the memory of seeing him execute the most important man in her life.
Shouldn’t she take vengeance? Delusions of a heavenly guardian affect her mind.
Slavers and demons plan to snatch her
from Weber’s custody while he is uncovering connections, and Weber won’t
hesitate to execute the guilty surrounding Yadira. Who but a son of fire can
save her from fiends harboring hardcore fantasies of harming her?
Reviews I made my
mother memorize:
* 5 out of 5 tea
cups from Happily Ever After Reviews: “Whether or not you’re a sci-fi fan,
you’ll enjoy this stirring romantic adventure.”
* 5 out of 5 stars
from Book Binge: “Wow! What a cast of characters!...It will be a rare person
indeed who does not find this story to be awesome and one of the Grade A,
Top-of-the-Mark books no one should miss.”
* Beyond 5 stars!
from A Journey of Romance: “I declare Vigilant
to be another hit in her series. Vigilant
is beyond 5 Stars!”
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almost everywhere exciting adventures await you.
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Here's a bite of adventure for you.
***
[This excerpt
is rated PG-13 for action. The story is rated R.]
Hotel Escape
“What if I kissed you before a room of crooks and criminals?”
Goose bumps raced over Yadira’s flesh at contemplation of Weber’s
passionate kiss anywhere, in front of anyone, at any time.
She just didn’t know why he would want to kiss her behind closed doors,
as blackened with grievous offense as she was. She wished his sister hadn’t told
her he could see guilt. She would’ve wept over the state of her soul, if he
hadn’t been in the room.
But Weber was in the room, giving her flights of delight with his
enticements and innuendo. She was supernaturally aware of his presence,
closeness, and possible actions. His hands kneading hers slowed and stroked
each finger, stealing a part of her mind.
“I’m available to fill your needs for the case, Marshal.” Her heart
pounded in her chest. “If it keeps me from prison.”
He smiled, pleased with her answer, his olive-green eyes alight in the
sexiest way. Could his vision carry the power to blank her thoughts and still
her actions? Perhaps it was a gift of the unusual gene the I-Marshals carried
that made them special. It was a preposterous thought, but she began to think
he was something extra-human. Wasn’t a law enforcement officer who saw guilt
more than just a cop?
Were delusions of an angel prowling her subconscious messing with her
mind?
She wondered how long Weber’s testimony of their being lovers would
stay a lie. A firestorm of attraction raged through them. They sat together on
a bed now, his hands intimately massaging hers and relaunching all the heat he
commanded. He’d kissed her moments ago, programming her to respond to him. Her
thighs were on fire. He stared at her lips now as though they were edible,
sending her subliminal hints that he would kiss her a second time. The thought
of his mouth on hers again… With this much warning, she had time to lose her
breath, anticipate the softness of his lips, want him more with every passing
second.
“Weber…”
“Yes, Yadira?”
“Have you sent an angel to watch over me?”
A loud bang rocked the room, startling them and breaking the
electricity burning the air between them. Her question forgotten, they spun
toward the hotel room door to see it had taken a strike to its metal so hard,
it dented. She froze in fear.
“Oh, yeah, the Alliance,” the I-Marshal muttered under a sunken brow as
though having forgotten some vital information to add to the night. He
scrambled from the bed.
A second strike slammed into the security door with great force,
denting its surface again. The lock was not yet compromised.
“Move, Yadira! They’ll be through the door in seven more strikes!”
Snapping herself from a terror-induced stasis, she burst from the bed,
ran to and fro, looping the bag of clothes around her neck.
“Weber! Did you kill my guard?”
“No. I only kill the guilty. Your guard probably awakened in the room
next door about five minutes ago.”
He grabbed her hand and tugged her into the shower room. There, he
unlatched the small, highly placed window. It was the room’s only outlet for
fire escape. Hotel guests were not prisoners.
Except for Yadira. She actually was a prisoner.
“Who’s coming through that door, Weber? And why?”
The window did not open all the way, so he ripped it from the metal
frame, and he pulled in a knotted rope already hung outside for their escape.
“Probably, an Alliance SWAT team…or two, maybe some fed guys, a few
overexcited locals. They’ll blow the door in a few seconds. The I-Marshals have
taken me off the investigation, Yadira, and I’ve decided if they won’t release
you from the case, I’m going to hide you from the Alliance. They aren’t happy
with my plan.”
Yadira’s head snapped back to the sight and sound of new dents driven
loudly into the room’s door. The noise of hovercraft blades warping the air
blasted through the window.
He propped the room’s chair against the wall, assisting her climb to
the high window.
“We’re on the fifth floor!”
“All you have to do is get out of this room. Take hold of the rope
hanging out the window.”
Displeased with her catatonic speed, he snatched her up and put her
atop the windowsill, feet first through the open window. She was about to
scream bloody murder when she felt a knotted rope between her legs. She grasped
it for dear life and leaned out of the building to assess their position.
The chaos was much louder outside the metal-plated room. Sirens
shrieked, flashing lights blinded her. She saw the hovercrafts that belonged to
the warp of blades she’d heard pivoting all around the hotel, their spotlights
aimed on her and watching. How did they all get there so fast?
She turned to Weber behind her in the shower room, and snapped, “Aren’t
I already under arrest?”
“Just climb onto the rope, Yadira, trust me.”
It was difficult to trust him when police on PA systems blasted,
“Imperial Marshal Weber and Yadira Maxwell! Hold your position! You are
surrounded! Do not attempt to escape!”
Trust him? The alternative was
surrender.
Looking up the rope secured to the tube railing of the building, and
seeing a variety of police uniforms aiming weapons at her, Yadira grasped the
rope, put her feet on a knot, and wiggled off the window ledge, clinging to the
rope and shaking. The red-and-blue flashing lights blinded her. The hard breeze
set off by the hovercrafts whipped her hair across her face, stinging her. The
sights and sounds of every law enforcement machine focused on her exit shocked
her. She hadn’t known she was this important to the Alliance.
Or maybe capturing a rogue cop was this important. She guessed it was.
Weber climbed out of the window and onto the rope above her, and then
he shimmied down to and around her, protecting her from crazy hails of rubber
bullets or stunner rays. Cops with Tasers waited below the rope to take custody
of them. Cops with stunners awaited atop the building. Cops in hovercrafts
surrounding them, weapons sighting them, awaited any dangerous move. She’d never
seen so many uniforms in all her life put together.
They’d never let her
out of prison for this!
His big boots planted on a big knot in the rope below hers. “Turn on
the rope and wrap your arms around me, Yadira!”
She looked around the hurricane they withstood, terrified. Emergency
crews assembled below. Spectators were shooed away from witnessing their deaths
or horrible mutilations when they hit the ground. Did the cops plan to plant a
laser beam in the rope, melting the braid and causing their fall?
“What’s happening, Marshal? Why is all of Reigna’s force sighting us?”
“Ignore them.”
Her mouth dropped. “Ignore them?”
“I should have punched your guard harder. Put your arms around me!”
Surely, they’d fall!
“Trust me!”
She wrapped one arm around his neck, and let go of the rope with her
other hand, hooking her arm beneath his to reach her other hand and locking
them together. He trapped her against him with the rope, one hand gripping the
lifeline above her. Sure she’d next tumble to her death or find herself behind
bars, she watched Weber retrieve his palm comp with his free hand and type some
numbers with his thumb.
Then Weber let go his grip of the rope, and she experienced the
terrifying sensation of falling. It felt like they fell for minutes instead of
the second it would have required for them to hit the pavement like melons.
***
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Michele Hart
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