Posted on August 10, 2018August 9, 2018 by adminrachelgrant

FIRESTORM –

Cal and Savvy’s story is here!

“Grant expertly braids together action and romance in a propulsive, page-turning suspense thriller.” – Kirkus Reviews (starred review)

CIA covert operator Savannah James is after intel on a potential coup in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, but she needs a partner fluent in Lingala to infiltrate the organization. Sergeant First Class Cassius Callahan is the perfect choice, except he doesn’t like her very much. He doesn’t trust her, either, despite the sparks that flare between them, fierce and hot. Still, he accepts the assignment even though their cover requires Savvy to pose as his mistress.

They enter battle-worn Congo to expose the financing for the coup. A trail of cobalt, gold, and diamonds leads them into the heart of a jungle in which everyone is desperate to find the mother lode of ore and gems. Betrayal stalks them as they follow the money, but Savvy will stop at nothing to bring down the would-be dictator before he can ignite a firestorm that will engulf all of Africa.

Deep in the sultry rainforest, spy and Green Beret forge a relationship more precious than diamonds, but Cal knows Savvy is willing to sacrifice anything–or anyone–to complete her mission. As they near the flashpoint, Cal will have to save her from the greatest threat of all: herself.

Did You Know?

I Wrote a Paranormal Novella in 2015!

Have you read my book MIDNIGHT SUN? It’s a paranormal romantic suspense featuring a prehistoric Iñupiat mask, a haunted museum collections specialist, and a sexy Assistant US attorney!

Here’s a short excerpt:

“You don’t handle the gun like a lawyer,” Sienna said.

Rhys shrugged. “I served in the army prior to law school. Two tours in Iraq as an explosive ordnance disposal specialist. I know guns, bombs, pretty much anything that explodes.”

“That must be why the mask chose you.”

“Chose me?”

“It’s been haunting me for two months. In all that time, it’s never reached out to anyone else until you. I think the mask chose you because you can protect it in a way I can’t.”

He studied her, his body heating at the memory of exactly how the mask had brought them together. He had a feeling it had chosen him to protect Sienna, because the ancient piece of carved wood could, clearly, take care of itself.