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Category:
Action/Thriller
Publisher: Smashwords
Type: Fiction
ISBN-13: 9781466005488
A romantic suspense, planes, guns, thrills, passion.
BLURB:
A pilot who is also part of an aerobatic team, Chantelle Duvall is used to taking risks. And the enigmatic David Bishop, her partner's brother, is a risk she can't resist. But as things heat up between them, Chantelle learns David isn't who he seems.
Undercover counterterrorism agent David Bishop, a.k.a., Falcon, relies on secrets and lies to keep him alive. With his final mission underway, a mission to expose a double agent who's closer than David ever suspected, love is a weakness he can't afford.
On both England and France's soil, Chantelle and David will discover a passion greater than they've ever known, but with one more betrayal still to come, will it be enough?
Excerpt
Excerpt:
“What’s wrong with you? It’s our only hope of survival. Look, we haven’t time for this. If you’re worried about the plane hitting anyone below, don’t worry, darling, we’re on course for a mountain. The only casualty is likely to be a goat or two.” His impatience turned to anger as she continued to stare back at him defiantly. “Chantelle, it will be far safer than bloody wing-walking ever was. I don’t understand you.”
“I told you, I’m not jumping and you can’t make me. Go, save yourself.”
David approached her. He could see in her face she was becoming panic-stricken and he had to act quickly. There was no time for further persuasion. In one swift movement, he leapt forward, grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to him, slamming her into his chest. The straps of the parachute were around them both, binding her to him before she could fight back.
Pulling the portside loading door open, he stood on the edge, rocking on the balls of his feet and facing the inside of the plane. He could feel Chantelle’s body trembling against his. She had ceased struggling, her face buried into his chest. The wind lashed against his back, making him wish he had packed more clothing than just the flying jacket being worn by Chantelle. The knapsack was secured across his chest and was now digging into his side.
“We’ll die together sweetheart or not at all,” he whispered into her ear.
Taking a deep breath, David rocked forward and then released his hold, launching them both back into the bitter cold air.
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