 Fancy a trip to 1888 London? A chance to wander around the streets of Whitechapel? Then join Time Rover Jacynda Lassiter as she tries to find a missing "tourist" from 2057. One who doesn't want to be found. For once time is not on her side. Jacynda knows her employer is running out of cash and would happily strand her in Victorian England forever. Then there's the man known as Jack the Ripper who is about to begin his bloody killing spree in those same back alleys. History can't be changed. Or can it? Winner of numerous awards, SOJOURN is the first book in the Time Rovers Series. Right now the ebook is **FREE** on Amazon, Apple, Kobo and Googleplay in the U.S., U.K., Canada and Australia. https://www.bookbub.com/books/sojourn-by-jana-oliver?ebook_deal For more about the Time Rovers series, my research, and the links to the books, go here. Time Travelers, Shapeshifters and Jack the Ripper. What could possibly go wrong?   Cat's Paw Chapter Five Brannon only half listened to Preston’s list of canoeing dos and don’ts. He’d been in and around watercraft since he was a baby. In fact, his mom had gone into labor on a boat.
Susan, the secretary, smiled over at him and he made sure to return it. The other girl, Patti, was glowering at nothing. The distance she’d put between her and the guy named James promised trouble.  Killing Game Chapter Four Cait had avoided the group and headed directly to the dock to check over her canoe in preparation for the trip. Mike kept an eye on it when she was gone, and as usual it had its cover on. She stripped it off and was pleased to see the canoe looked in good shape.
Her phone rang. “Landry,” she said. “It’s Kia. We’ve got a problem.”  Killing Game Chapter Three Monday, April 13th
South Georgia Caitlyn Jayne Landry purposely slowed her Jeep as she turned into the long drive that led to the swamp tour’s headquarters, watching for alligators that might be sunning themselves on the path. Sure enough, one rose on its stubby legs and waddled across the road. As the seven-foot prehistoric monster slid back into the water, memories of another gator rose.  Killing Game Chapter Two
After returning to his two-star hotel room and checking it for bugs of the electronic kind, Brannon called Veritas. The call lasted twenty minutes, and none of it was pleasant. There was no good way to tell your employer that you were now a felon, and that crime had happened on their watch. While the bad news percolated up the command chain to his boss, Brannon headed to the closest big-box store to buy camping gear.  Killing Game is the second book in my Veritas series. A combo of romantic thriller and suspense, this one is, as they say, "ripped from the headlines." Red hot danger, white hot romance! This book was originally published in 2016 using under the Chandler Steele pseudonym. I decided to reissue the books under my name, along with new covers. I'll be posting the first five chapters so you can get a sense of Cait's and Brannon's story. And I truly hope you enjoy it! The book description can be found here: Amazon ^^Content Warning: This is a contemporary, adult novel with some profanity and sex. There are racial and ethnic slurs as well as frank discussions about military combat and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). ^^ Killing Game Chapter One Saturday, April 11th Jacksonville, Florida They were waiting for him. The two good old boys near the rusty beige pickup—the one sporting a faded bumper sticker of a U.S. map made of guns—had always been lackadaisical about meeting times, showing up whenever they damned well pleased. But today they were waiting for him. Something’s going down.  Cat's Paw Chapter Five Alex stirred from the couch, too keyed up to sleep, and began to explore the dinky house. He wasn’t surprised to find roach traps everywhere—a nod to the bugs he’d always thought large enough to be Louisiana’s state bird. Given that the duplex next door was empty, he could well imagine there’d be a problem.  Cat's Paw Chapter Four Alex’s luck had finally turned on the main highway to St. Francisville. An older Black man in a truck picked him up. The man even let Alex use his phone. The first call on the outside was to his sister.
“Miri? It’s Alex.” “You got my message, right?” His sister sounded upset, angry, all of the above. “I got the message that you weren’t picking me up. I know you’re pissed at me, but stranding my ass—” “I had a flat tire and no spare. I didn’t have a way to get it fixed fast enough, so I couldn’t come get you.” Oh. No doubt the prison office had gotten her message and just hadn’t bothered to pass it on. One final way to screw him over. And he’d thought she had blown him off.  Cat's Paw Chapter Three "Stupid, stubborn prick!” Morgan said, barreling past the speed limit. No wonder Parkin had made enemies at the DEA. That lone-warrior, “I’m smarter than anyone else” crap was what had gotten him hung out to dry. It still was. She should have expected his reaction. She’d read everything she could about Alexander Michael Parkin: his psychiatric evaluations, his medical and college records. She expected him to have changed—you didn’t do all that time in a maximum-security prison and not come out scarred. Now he was a powder keg waiting for an open flame.  Cat's Paw Chapter Two As he dragged the back of his hand over his sweaty forehead, Alex judged that he was two hours into his hike, though he had no watch or phone to verify that estimate. If he was right, it should be about noon. His stomach concurred.
The heat rose off the road in unrelenting waves, baking him like a piece of overcooked meat. He slapped at another bug that had nailed him on the neck. They’d proven relentless. Just another kind of hell. |
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