Sensation S.
11 total works
Talk about reinventing himself! Once Jack Carstairs had nearly been drummed out of the Omega Agency-all for falling for the beautiful and powerful woman he'd been assigned to protect. Now the crackerjack agent was back, protecting that same woman-and getting ready to move in for the kill. Or to prevent the kill, as the case might be.
And it was. For Jack's current assignment was to protect lovely Ellie Alazar-historian extraordinaire, whose doubts about the heroes of the Alamo were evidently not sitting well with whoever was taking potshots at her. Once Ellie had been Jack's whole world. Now she was targeted for rewriting the past, and Jack couldn't help but wonder: Could she also rewrite their past-only this time, with a happy ending?
Reece Henderson knew that the two most sacred things in life–the truth and a man's marriage vows–were also the hardest to stick to. So he'd sworn to uphold the former and avoid the latter. Then beautiful Sydney Scott's return tested his promise.
Ten years ago, Sydney had left in disgrace. Now she was back, determined to do the job she'dbeen hired to do and move on. But she hadn't counted on Reece Henderson. He got her thinking that maybe, with the right man by her side, she could go home again….
For Sam Henderson, being woken up by the police to make sure he hadn't been shot was not his idea of a relaxing evening. But when he realized that the gorgeous woman next door was in real danger, he had no choice but to devote his days -- and his nights -- to keeping her safe . . .
They called him Project Iceman. The U-2 pilot who, incredibly, hadn't aged since the day his top-secret mission went south into the Arctic Ocean...
forty-five years ago. Biologist Diana Remington had the duty of monitoring the scientific marvel, but her OMEGA objective was to learn from the fiercely guarded flyboy what had happened during that fateful flight.
From his buzz cut to his June Cleaver ideal of women, Major Charles Stone should have riled Diana's defenses. Instead, she ached for all that he'd lost...and welcomed his heated touch despite the rules-and the risk. Because someone seemed determined to let sleeping spies lie-forever....
Rugged rancher and widower Jake Henderson could have told you the exact day his life ended–it coincided with the day his wife was killed. Because for the longest time Jake felt that he wasn't really alive, either.
And then came that invitation to dance–from a woman with the best pair of legs he'd ever seen. And looking up, he saw that she had a face to match….
Suddenly Jake was falling fast, though he doubted that lovely investigator Rachel Quinn saw him as her ideal man–prime suspect was more like it! But if he could clear himself of the latter charge, could he still be convicted of the former?
THE INVESTIGATOR: Special Agent Marsh Henderson.
THE SUSPECT: Becky Smith...or was it Lauren?
Marsh Henderson's mission was to find the lone witness to a drive-by shooting. He had a description and a name. The description-long-legged, sensuous, beautiful-fit the woman he found. But the name...
The woman in front of him claimed to be Lauren-not Becky-Smith. But, Marsh decided, he could still use her as bait. Even though he'd located the wrong sister. Or had he?
It was chance that brought motorcycle-riding attorney Evan Henderson to Paradise, Arizona-and left him stranded there. Then again, as he gazed at the beautiful Good Samaritan who had stopped to give him a lift, Evan felt his luck was about to change.
Reclusive Lissa James had good reason to distrust men, lawyers and big cities, and in the man who'd just climbed into her truck she'd found someone who hit the bull's-eye three times. Still, she'd spent a lifetime waiting for her white knight-and Evan was starting to fit the bill most admirably....
