In for the
Kill
by Shannon McKenna
Years ago, the
McClouds and their friends rescued little Sveti Ardova from ruthless organ
traffickers. Now she’s all grown up, and getting into some scorching trouble of
her own . . .
NO SURRENDER
The risks ex-cop
Sam Petrie has taken have turned his life into a train wreck. So he has nothing
to lose by doubling down as the elusive Svetlana Ardova’s unwanted bodyguard on
her ill-advised trip to Italy. Her crusade against modern slavery has blazoned
a bullseye on her chest, but when one of the death threats against her almost
hits the mark, Sam’s protective instincts go into overdrive. Every lethal
obstacle and trap they encounter ups the stakes—and the undeniable heat between
them.
Now they’re
spiraling in on a deadly and explosive secret—one that could either redeem them
or destroy them … and the closer they get, the shorter the fuse …
Praise for Shannon
McKenna
"The McCloud
series is an auto buy for me." --Maya Banks
"McKenna
writes intense, sensual stories." --The B&N Review
"Shannon
McKenna makes the pulse pound." –BookPage
All
yours. Sam's fantasy head rush was swiftly quenched when Sveti lunged for the
door. He blocked her way. "No way."
Her
golden eyes widened, shocked. "You don't think you're keeping me in here,
do you? You're not serious!"
"You
heard Tam," Sam replied. "You leave this room, and she comes after my
balls with the bolt-cutters."
Sveti's
chest heaved, which highlighted her excellent nipple hard-on. "What Tam
might do to you is nothing compared to what I will do to you if you try to stop
me from walking out that door."
Sam
reached, and flicked the knob lock. "I'll take my chances."
She
crossed her arms over the nipple jut. "Wrong answer."
"Yeah?
What are you going to do to me? You got a pair of bolt-cutters under your
skirt, too?"
She
snorted. "Most guys seem to think so."
He
admired the hot flush staining her cheekbones. "I don't."
"Good
for you. Congratulations. You're very brave. Now get out of my way. I can't
stand being confined. Not after what happened to me."
He waved
that away. "Don't play the captive-waif-in-the-dungeon pity card with me.
It's old and tired. Move on."
Her jaw
sagged, in utter shock. "You asshole!"
"Yeah,
sure," he agreed. "I have nothing to lose. You already think I'm a
dickhead. Why not say whatever I damn well please?"
Curling
wisps of hair swayed around her chin as she shook her head. "I have bigger
problems than your unrequited crush, Petrie!"
"Burrrrrnnn,"
he murmured. "Tell me about those big problems, since we're shut in here
together. You can start with the death threats."
Her eyes
slid away. "I do not want to discuss that."
"Too
bad. I say we do."
A tense
silence followed that statement. She flicked him a wary glance from under those
long lashes. "You can't bully me," she said.
"You
think not?" he said. "Let's see about that. Spit it out. Who, what,
where and when. Was it that sweatshop bust, six months ago? Those piece of shit
snakeheads Helen Wong and Him Goh?"
Her eyes
went wide and startled. "How do you know about them?"
Shannon McKenna is the NYT bestselling author of
over ten action packed, turbocharged romantic thrillers, among which are the
stories of the wildly popular McCloud series. She loves tough and heroic alpha
males, heroines with the brains and guts to match them, villains who challenge
them to their utmost, adventure, scorching sensuality, and most of all, the
redemptive power of true love. Since she was small she has loved abandoning
herself to the magic of a good book, and her fond childhood fantasy was that
writing would be just like that, but with the added benefit of being able to
take credit for the story at the end. Alas, the alchemy of writing turned out
to be messier than she'd ever dreamed. But what the hell, she loves it anyway,
and hopes that readers enjoy the results of her alchemical experiments. She
loves to hear from her readers.
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