Deadly Diagnosis (Phoenix Agency – Contemporary PNR Suspense – MF) by Tina Donahue
Blurb:
A lifesaving gift…a plan for domination and death.
Within her unique DNA, Kimana holds the means to cure any illness permanently, a talent she’s used on those in her Shoshone community. When the billionaire owner of a pharmaceutical concern accidentally discovers what she can do, he fears the end to disease and his profits, and wants her dead.
As a member of the Phoenix Agency, Lucas arrives to protect Kimana from those set on her destruction. Ex-military intelligence, he’s seen a lot but no one like her, a woman seemingly born for him, her presence needed in his life, her gift as unique as his paranormal talent. To Kimana, he’s the man she’s been waiting for.
Together, they battle an adversary driven by insatiable greed who’ll stop at nothing to take what he wants. When her and Lucas’s lives are at risk, her gift can only save one before draining her life force and threatening her existence.
A sacrifice she’s willing to make for Lucas.
Excerpt:
A distressed or weary sigh wafted into this room from the kitchen.
The narrow doorway leading into it didn’t allow much view, simply a counter and low cabinets painted a sunny yellow, long female legs dangling over them.
Lucas dipped to the side to see more.
Kaku slipped her arm through his. “My granddaughter’s in the kitchen. We’ll talk there.” She pulled him toward it and leaned close, her mouth near his ear. “I’m afraid she was against you coming today, but I insisted.” Her voice lowered to a whisper. “You’ll have to win her over, though I’m sure you will.”
Another matter Dan had failed to mention.
Considering Poca followed them, Lucas spoke as quietly as she had. “Are she and the officer married?”
“Heavens no. I’m not certain they’re even friends any longer.” She pulled him inside the kitchen. “Kimana, please get down and greet our guest.”
Lucas hoped she would since every word he’d known had drifted away. His pulse ticked up, and his cock thickened.
Given her long legs, he guessed her to be five-eight or so standing. A good height to match a tall man. Youth blessed her pretty features, telling him she was, at most, late twenties. She’d worked her glossy black hair into a long braid that hung over her narrow shoulder. The script on her T-shirt read: Bossy Jerk Meet A PO’D Feminist — Let’s See Who Wins.
Little wonder she and Poca weren’t buddies any longer.
Lucas fought a pleased smile at her fire and tightened nipples. Those babies poked her smooth cotton top, the fabric hugging her like skin. The same for her fashionably ragged jeans.
He liked her cowboy boots. Referring to them as cowgirl wouldn’t have been right for such a spirited woman. One he was eager to meet and win over, as Kaku had said. “Hi.” He held out his hand. “I’m Lucas Byrne from the Phoenix Agency.”
She frowned at him then gave it to Poca.
He pushed past Lucas, knocking his shoulder to reach her side. “I’ll get rid of him. He and that damn agency won’t bother you—”
“Why are you still here?” Her scowl worsened. “No.” She lifted her hand before he could answer, protest, or draw his gun. “Why did you bother coming over? Kaku didn’t send for you and I sure as fuck didn’t.”
“Kimana.” The old woman sagged. “Must you use such language?”
At the admonition, regret rose in her dark-brown eyes, love and respect quickly replacing the first emotion.
Lucas’s dick hardened further. A curious though reasonable response. Her gutsy side was something, the feminine part even better. There weren’t many men he knew who could resist her soulful gaze, Poca included.
The poor guy edged toward her.
Her hard look not only stopped Poca but encouraged him to retreat to a far corner where he stayed. For the moment.
She gave Kaku a remorseful smile. “Sorry. I’ll be better. Mr. Byrne.” She didn’t come down from the counter, join him, or shake his hand. “You shouldn’t have come. I don’t need your help.”
He kept his manner non-threatening and gracious. “That isn’t what I heard.”
About Tina:
Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
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Dear Readers,
I hope you enjoy Tina’s latest book.
I’m excited to share some news with you. I have a new novel coming out on the 27th of April. This is book two in the Blood Kissed series. It’s a paranormal romance with plenty of action and comedy. I’ll post all the details next week. In the meantime, here’s a sneak peek and a link so you can pre-order the book from Amazon.
Happy reading.
xx Sayara
A few snippets:
I couldn’t help wondering who the blood donor was. I also couldn’t help hearing the voice in my head. The voice said, If you become a vampire, it’ll be you swallowing a body fluid from some random person. The person could have Hepatitis or HIV or…really bad hygiene, plus cooties. I told the voice to shut up and focussed on the fact that vampires can’t get any of the bad H things or cooties.
‘Blimey,’ whispered Melanie through clenched teeth, peering upwards. ‘It’s so long and skinny and slick and…pink. I feel like I’m trapped in a giant vag passage.’
‘You can never leave,’ said the vampire smugly.
‘What is this? The fucking Hotel California?’
She frowned, appearing confused. Holy mackerel! This chick who’d lived for over one thousand years had somehow escaped the Eagles. I couldn’t even begin to contemplate how that had happened.
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