Welcome to the Feel the Heat Launch Party! We are kicking off a full day of authors, guest posts, excerpts, and fun! Each post will have a prize so be sure to visit each one throughout the day to get entered. We have have a new author every hour until 5:00 pm tonight and all giveaways will stay open until the end of the day Tuesday (11:59 pm CST) so if you can’t make them all today, no worries. So without further ado, lets chat with Desiree Holt, the host of today’s awesome party!!!
Desiree, can you tell us a bit about the series?
The Phoenix Agency series started out as a stand alone book, believe it or not. Jungle Inferno was going to be a once and done. But readers fell in love with the four partners of the shadowy Phoenix Agency, former military who took on the toughest jobs, the hardest ones, the ones politically swept under the rug. The like the chemistry between them and they loved the psychic theme generated by Mark and Faith’s telepathic communications.
So what could I do? I had to come up with stories for the others, especially since Mark left the military and became the fifth partner.
Researching the stories has been almost as exciting as writing them. I tapped every military resource I could, including both of my firearms instructors, one from Delta Force and one from the Marines. I visited LaRue Tactical where they make sniper rifles for the Marines and learned some very interesting facts. I tapped people who worked in the political climate of Washington and badgered reporters who cover that scene.
And I met an incredible group of people with special psychic abilities. But maybe the most fun was discovering the Caucasian Ovcharka, the Russian Sheepdog, an animal who has been ascribed with psi abilities. In Delicious Danger, she’s the one with the psychic ability.
I buried myself in robotic research for Extrasensory. And for F Stop, I read the Report to Congress on the Program For Remote Viewing. If you ever have insomnia let me know. I’ll send you a copy!
Most of my main characters are based on real life people I met during the course of my research—women whose psychic ability has made them objects of scorn by people who didn’t understand; women who worked in professions both usual and unusual. And men who had taken their expertise learned in the military and put it to good use in private industry.
Oh, and the scenes in Maine and in the Caribbean Islands? I’ve been there. Got the t-shirt!
So when you read these stories, I hope you will feel the reality of them and know that I’ve gone the extra mile to make these books grounded in reality. And will appreciate the men and women who quietly and privately put their lives on the line for us.
Book 5 in the Phoenix Agency Series Now Available
Lauren Cahill lives as quietly as she can, protecting her ability as a psychic healer. But danger brings Troy Arsenault into her life—along with scorching sex and intense emotions. Resisting him isn’t even a question, in or out of the bedroom. He protects her from the evil stalking her even as he teaches her what erotic sex is all about. When she’s kidnapped, his world is turned upside down and he employs all the resources of The Phoenix Agency to rescue her. He won’t rest until she’s back safely in his life—and in his bed for the rest of their lives.
When the doorbell rang, she was gripped by a sudden attack of nerves, her palms sweating for no reason. She wiped them on her jeans and looked through the peephole. What she saw was an identification folder with a photo ID and Troy Arsenault, Phoenix Agency, in black capital letters, along with the Phoenix logo.
“It’s me,” he called through the door. “Maybe you’d better let me in before your friends out here decide to join me.”
Friends? What friends?
She cracked the door a little, and her heart sank when she realized some of the reporters and photographers had wandered back closer to the house, apparently hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Or to get a quick shot at her before the cops chased them away. At least they were staying off of her lawn. A cruiser would be driving by again before too long and they’d get chased away. She swallowed hard against the sudden rise of panic.
I won’t give in to it. Everything’s going to be fine. They’ll go away, and I can have my life back.
Summer slid off the safety chain and opened the door just enough for Troy to slip through. When she closed it, she hooked the chain again and turned the deadbolt. Then she turned to the man in her foyer.
She was prepared to be polite, let him do his thing and send him on his way. But when she looked at the man standing there, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth and all her breath was trapped in her lungs. Faith had told her Troy Arsenault was a former SEAL and as far as Summer was concerned, he could have been the poster boy for recruiting. He was as tall as Mark, with a lean runner’s body and deeply tanned skin. His light brown hair was just a tad long, curling at the neck of his shirt, the kind of hair a woman wanted to run her fingers through.
But it was his face that was the most arresting. Ruggedly handsome, like Mark, high cheekbones were slashes on either side of his nose and eyes the color of melted chocolate studied her from beneath unexpectedly dark eyebrows and lashes.
Her reaction to him was hot and totally unexpected and she made a deliberate effort to tamp it down. For one thing, he was only here to make sure she was safe. For another, her history with men was so unpleasant that she’d decided to swear off them completely. The last thing she needed was to have her ruthlessly controlled hormones decide to take a walk on the wild side. How terribly inconvenient that those hormones chose this particular moment to start galloping through her system again. Maybe she should have insisted harder to Faith that she didn’t need anyone.
“Looks like you’re pretty popular with the folks out there.” His mouth curved in a smile but his tone was dead serious. When she didn’t comment he asked, “You okay?”
Summer gave herself a mental shake. What was going on with her? She had a problem here and this man had kindly agreed to come check it out as a favor to her friends. This was business, not pleasure. She’d hoped for someone at least appealing to look at but Troy Arsenault had danger written all over him.
“Sorry.” She didn’t know if her hands trembled because of the mob outside or the nearness of this man. She shoved them into the pockets of her jeans. “Thank you for coming over here, although I don’t think it was really necessary.”
“From what I saw outside, this may be a little more serious than you think.” He held out his hand. “Troy Arsenault. But you already know that, right? Nice to meet you, Summer.”
“Same goes. And the idiots outside will probably go away the next time a police car comes by.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Yeah? Doesn’t look like it to me.”
She suddenly found herself tongue-tied. What happened next? “Um, would you like some coffee? I made a fresh pot.”
“Thanks. That would be nice.”
She led the way into her kitchen and motioned for him to have a seat at the table. Figuring the first rush of phone calls would have subsided by now, she picked up the receiver from the counter and replaced it in the cradle. Her hand hovered over it a moment as she waited to see if it rang. When it didn’t, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to occupy herself taking down mugs and filling them. As she poured the coffee, she tried to focus on the situation and not the man. Troy Arsenault had an electric magnetism about him that made the air sizzle and scrambled her brain. And that was the last thing she needed right now.
Desiree is giving way three prizes today. The first winner will receive a $25 Gift Card to a bookseller of choice, the second will receive a Phoenex Agency Tote, and the third will receive a Phoenix Agency mug. Just comment and fill out the rafflcopter below to be entered.
One last thing! After you fill out the rafflecopter to enter for this giveaway, be sure that you click on the image below for a very special contest featuring a new Phoenix Agency couple!!