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Protecting Amy – Special Forces: Operation Alpha by Desiree Holt


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Protecting Amy
Special Forces: Operation Alpha
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Desiree Holt

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She thought her past was firmly behind her…

Amy Ressler was a vivacious, outgoing person, looking forward to her first job after graduating college. Until the night her stepbrother slaughtered her entire family, and thought she was dead, too. For ten years she’d been living under an assumed name in a house in Tampa with security guards and a security system. Her agoraphobia keeps her a prisoner in the house where she designs sought after video games.

Quinn McCoy couldn’t seem to find a place for himself when he left the SEALS…

Quinn McCoy has been part of the teams for eighteen years and suddenly an injury left him with no place to go, except to visit his friends Melody and Tex Keenan. Where they introduce him online to KitCat, Amy in her online disguise, a terrified woman who needs a bodyguard.

The killer is loose…

When Matthew Baker escapes from jail the hunt is on, led by the US Marshals. But with Amy helpless in her self-imposed prison, Quinn accepts the job as her personal bodyguard, and they discover that what starts online can explode n the bedroom. As long as he can keep her alive.

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Amy has been through a lot in her young life. Almost killed by her step-brother, she was given a new identity as they buried her old identity in an empty casket, for her protection. Fortunately for her, the attorney in charge of the estate was a friend of her mother’s and has helped her find a level of security. Amy designs video games and is quite successful, but she also doesn’t leave her home.

Quinn was a SEAL medically discharged, now facing the challenge of what to do with his life now that he’s not military. He still had nightmares of the incident that caused his injuries and took the lives of two of his team. Tex and Melody have opened their home to him, giving him a place to ‘get his head together’ and not be totally alone.

If anyone gets that it’s Tex. It’s quite the coincidence that Amy has communicated with Tex on the dark web. She frequently finds answers to coding problems she’s having there. Tex has become a friend and Melody has chatted with her as well. With the new game she’s developing she has questions about SEALs and while Tex could answer them, he thinks Quinn would be the perfect person to do so.

This is a favorite scene as Quinn and Amy ‘chat’ for the first time.

KitCat: Very nice to “talk” to you again, Melody. I want to tell you again what a great guy Tex is. He’s helped me so much with my coding.

So she was just going to ignore the subject, Quinn thought. He could relate to that. But suddenly he had an urge to know exactly what was fucking up her life and if they could help. If he could help. And that shocked the hell out of him. What happened to his vow to be a hermit and stay the hell out of other people’s lives?

While he was thinking, Melody pulled her keyboard closer to herself and began to type.

Melody: There was a time he felt a lot more comfortable with strangers than anyone he knew. Don’t tell him I said so, but you’re right about him being a good guy. *wink* And here’s another good guy we want you to meet. The one we told you about. Our friend, Quinn Molloy, was a SEAL, just like Tex. They don’t come any better, take it from me.

KitCat: I guess I have to take you at your word.

Melody: I promise you my word is good. She stopped typing and gnawed at her bottom lip. My husband says you have a lot of questions about SEALs for the game you’re designing. Quinn can answer them for you. He can give you the information Tex says you’re looking for.

Pause. Everyone waited for KitCat to make her next move. If she signed off, that was that. Then another message popped up.

KitCat: Okay. I guess I can give it a try.

Tex: Trust me. I wouldn’t put anyone online with you that I didn’t vet myself. He’s definitely solid.

“Just answering questions,” Quinn told them. “No personal shit.”

He watched Tex and Melody smile at each other, and again he was tempted to call the whole thing off. He didn’t want anyone thinking they could fix him. But KitCat’s next message popped right up.

KitCat: Is he there now?

Tex began typing again.

Tex: He sure is. Say hey, Quinn.

okay. Maybe it would be better than wrestling with the dark thoughts that plagued him every night. He flexed his fingers and began to type.

Quinn: Hey, KitCat. This Quinn.

Now it was his turn to wait, wondering if she’d actually answer or just sign out. It was crazy, but he had this weird thought he could actually feel her through the Internet. Not her so much but her fear. Quinn knew about fear, but as a SEAL he was trained to face it and deal with it. He had a sense that with KitCat this went way beyond that. He was about to hand the extra keyboard back to Tex and forget the whole thing when words scrolled across the screen.

KitCat: Hey, Quinn. Nice to meet you.

Quinn let out a slow breath.

Quinn: Hi there, KitCat. I’d love to chat with you awhile. You good with that?

Another long pause.

KitCat: Sure. If Tex trusts you, I guess I can.

Tex pushed back his chair and stood, grinned at Quinn. “You’re good here. I think I’ll go have a drink with my wife. Come on, Mel. Let’s get some grown-up time while the kids play.

Despite his teasing tone of voice, he squeezed Quinn’s shoulder, a gesture that told his friend he was there if needed.

Quinn slid into the chair where Tex had been sitting, shifted his keyboard, and flexed his fingers. Okay, then.

Quinn: So what is it you do all day? Or night?

KitCat: Didn’t Tex tell you? I design video games.

Although he had basic knowledge of computers, Quinn had never used them as a way of socializing. Truth be told, lately he rarely even used his laptop. He almost never sent email anymore, to the dismay of his friends and what little family he kept in touch with. Mostly he texted, and he did that from his phone. Short texts. Very short. He’d never been a touchy-feely kind of person and, with his life taking a sudden, abrupt turn, he was even less so. But now, odd as it was, at this moment, he found himself relaxing as he and KitCat rolled into their cyber conversation.

Maybe that’s what his life was about to become, totally lived in cyberspace. Safer that way.

But don’t forget. That’s how Tex and Melody got together.
Desiree Holt. Protecting Amy (Special Forces: Operation Alpha) (Kindle Locations 369-405). Ace Press, LLC.

As this online relationship develops so do concerns for Amy’s safety. Quinn suspects that the job he’s been asked to consider is actually protecting the woman he knows as KitCat.

Suspenseful, Intriguing, and Romantic with just the right amount of sizzle.

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Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)


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SEAL Undercover – Silver SEALs Book 10 by Desiree Holt



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Retired silver fox US Navy SEAL Commanders who sign on with the Department of Homeland Security to lead missions to protect the homeland.

SEAL Undercover
Silver SEALs Book 10
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Desiree Holt

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Max DiSalvo gave his entire life to the SEALs. He would have married—he certainly enjoyed women—but he never could find one who understood his dedication to the Teams, even though many of his team members married happily. It takes a certain caliber of woman to be a SEAL wife and Max just never found one that fit with him. Now, at 48, he is out of the SEALs, running his own commercial fishing company in Maine where he grew up, and waiting for his assignments from DHS.

Regan Shaw, a SEAL widow, is an Intelligence Operations Specialist with DHS, and a woman who Max is drawn to from first sight. Part of her job is analyzing information to assess threats and she’s discovered a doozy—there is a secret group of very wealthy people who, in partnership with a powerful cartel, are using the border with Mexico to smuggle terrorists from the Middle East into the country. And word has come down that a high level member of the government is clearing the way with them for everything.

The group is about to have one of its executive meetings at an exclusive resort in Texas and that’s where DHS is sending the two of them. Credentials have been arranged that would make him attractive to the group. A story has been set and there is backup for him should he need it. Regan, who has all the information on this operation, will go with him as his wife.

As they uncover more and more of the operation, they realize just how dangerous this group really is. When someone betrays them, and Regan is kidnapped, Max goes into war mode, because in Regan Shaw he’s found the woman he’s waited for all his life and he doesn’t intend to lose her now. But he will need every bit of the skills that he learned as a SEAL to rescue her and bring down this very dirty conspiracy.

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Some coincidences cannot be ignored and the fact that former SEAL Commander Max Di Salvo looks just like the brother and partner of recently arrested arms dealer is just one. When Silas Branson visits Max, he presents him with a mission he can’t turn down.

Regan Shaw has been assigned to DHS as an intelligence analyst. It’s a job she’s been doing for the Navy but she found something that had Silas ‘stealing’ her away. But another coincidence, she looks just like the wife of said arms dealer’s brother.

With the looks down Silas also couldn’t ignore the fact that these two also share first names with the bad guys. It was a perfect way to infiltrate and stop the heinous attack that was in the works.

Max and Regan meet at a highly secure mansion outside of DC with Silas and the rest of their team. The introduction was quite amusing.

This is a favorite scene.

He guessed her height to be about five foot six. The dark-green sweater and beige slacks she wore, although not tight or clinging, still did little to disguise her lusciously rounded body, hitting her breasts and hips at just the right angle. Auburn hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders, framing a heart-shaped face with creamy skin. This was no office nerd or timid techno geek. This was a woman, with a capital W.

His mouth watered just at the sight of her. Instead of worrying about how he was going to pass her off as his wife, he was more concerned with being able to keep his hands to himself. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d reacted to a woman this way. It was…well…okay, never. He’d had many women that made him hot and horny. But none had ever caused a full body reaction like this one.

Si bent his head to whisper in his ear. “Put your tongue back in your mouth, Max. Better men than you have lusted after her. No deal.”

“I’m not—”

But that was as far as he got. The woman came toward him, smiling warmly and holding out her hand.

“Regan Shaw,” she told him. “I’m happy to meet you. I understand we’re going to be married?”

Max nearly swallowed his tongue while Si just laughed out loud.

“Your wife’s not shy,” he joked.

“I see that.” Max held her hand perhaps a shade longer than he should. It was firm, and there was strength in her grip, but the skin was soft. Enticing.

Jesus, Max. Get a grip, and not on her hand. Or any other part of her body.

He released it and took a step back, just as the front door opened again and two more men entered the house.

“We having a party?” he asked Si under his breath.

“If only. Come on. Let me introduce you to the rest of the crew.”
Desiree Holt. SEAL Undercover (Kindle Locations 417-421). Kindle Edition.

In spite of Max almost swallowing his tongue, they manage to go over the mission and what intel they have on all the players.

The vetting process with one of the chief players is intense and everywhere they turn is bugged.

I couldn’t put this book down, as tensions rise between all the players. The attraction between Regan and Max is explosive to say the least, it was fun watching them try to control themselves until they don’t.

Lots going on in this book as Max, Regan and their team work to shut down this massive plan.

Entertaining, suspenseful with hold your breath scenes and plenty of simmer to sizzle.

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Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)


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Double Deception – Corporate Heat Book 2 By Desiree Holt



Double Deception
Corporate Heat Book 2
By
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Desiree Holt

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No one could tell who was telling the truth…

For Liam Benedict, the merging of Software By Design into the Arroyo mega-conglomerate is a dream come true—until someone on his staff screws with critical software and put the company and its future in grave jeopardy.

Suddenly life is not so euphoric for Liam. His contract with a defence contractor is in jeopardy, he doesn’t know who to trust on his staff and there is a distinct possibility a foreign power is behind the whole thing.

When forensic data analyst Eric Braun discovers who it is and how they did it, he is killed before he can tell Liam he’s discovered the mole. Framed by the killer, Liam is arrested for the murder.

It will take the combined resources of beautiful criminal defence attorney Sydney Alfiore, the woman he loves, and the huge Arroyo Corporation to solve the riddle, but can they do it in time?

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It’s exciting times for Software By Design, founder Liam Benedict. He is about to close a deal with Arroyo Enterprises which will open them up to more growth and bigger contracts. He’s also close to delivering a major defense contract. Hack-proof security software is his company’s forte and their hard work is about to pay off, in more contracts, better office space and more developers.

Sydney Alfiore is a high-power criminal defense attorney, when we first see her she is in the middle of a complicated case. When she literally runs into Liam as he is rushing to his meeting with the Cantrells, they agree to have a drink if they finish early enough.

This is a favorite scene.

They were having dinner in the restaurant. Surely they’d be finished by now, right? He was about to turn and head in that direction to check, when someone called his name. He turned to see the woman herself walking toward him. His body responded at once.

Cock, behave yourself.

Thank the lord he was wearing a dark suit where the bulge in his fly wouldn’t be quite as obvious.

“Oh, good.” She hurried over to hm. “You’re still here.”

The warm, familiar female voice wrapped itself around him like melting chocolate. She smiled at him, looking sexier than ever. He looked around but didn’t see anyone with her.

“I was just about to come looking for you. What did you do with your dinner companions?”

“Sent them off to bed. They’ve got a big day tomorrow, doing trial prep. They need all the rest they can get.”

Liam hitched an eyebrow. “Should I ask what your client did to need your excellent services?”

Sydney laughed. “I’m his attorney. He didn’t do anything.”

“Oh, right.” Liam winked. “Of course not. Well, do you have time for a drink, then? I imagine you’ll be up early tomorrow, too.”

Say yes.

“I will, but we have such a hard time getting together, let’s take advantage of it.”

“I agree.” His mouth twisted in a wry smile. “Yeah, our schedules aren’t exactly the kind that make for any kind of relationship. We should probably consider what’s left of this evening a gift and make use of it.”

Sydney nodded. “Absolutely. Besides, you look to be bursting at the seams about something, so let me buy tonight. Come on.”

The bar in the hotel was designed for intimacy. No bright lights, just soft coach lamps on the walls and at each booth. The carpeting on the floor was thick enough to absorb sound, so the conversations were muted. It was a place to entice a woman to bed or put together a secret business deal. And perfect for intimate conversation.

Liam followed Sydney into the bar, nudging her toward a booth in the far corner that a couple was just vacating.

Conversation around them was little more than a low hum, people engrossed in each other, some serious, some smiling. A low-key, nonthreatening situation. So why, Liam asked himself, did a tiny chill suddenly skitter its way down his spine?

As casually as he could, he glanced around, trying to spot anyone who might be fixated on him. Watching him. But no one seemed to be paying him attention. Still, the feeling was there and he could not seem to get rid of it. When they reached the booth, he slid into the bench seat that backed up to the wall.

Sydney stared at him, one eyebrow lifted. “Are you okay? Would you rather not do this now?”

He shook his head. “No. Not at all. I mean, I’m fine and I want to do this.” He was determined not to waste this unexpected opportunity. “Have a drink with you.”

“Okay.” She studied him for a moment. “If you’re sure.”

Liam forced himself to relax. Having a drink with Sydney was the perfect ending to a day when his life had taken an extraordinary turn. Who better to share it with than the woman he couldn’t get out of his head? The woman he wanted to strip naked and tumble in his bed so he could do all sorts of wild things with her. If he weren’t aware of how crass it would sound, he’d ask her to have that drink with him at his townhouse in South Tampa.

No. Not this way. At least let her think you have some class.

“This is nice.” He studied Sydney for a moment. “It seems as though life keeps conspiring to keep us apart, so this is an unexpected pleasure.”

She nodded. “For me, too. Sometimes I wish…”

“Wish what?” That we could get together more often, like now, as I do?

“Maybe that there were more than twenty-four hours in a day.” She shrugged. “No matter. Here we are.”

“Yes.” He winked. “A very unexpected pleasure. It’s great that we both ended up in the same place tonight, even if it’s just for a short while.”

“I agree. Tell me how your dinner went tonight? I want to hear all about what’s going on with you. Whatever it is sounds very exciting.”

“I’m not sure I have any personal business to mention, if you want to know the truth,” he joked.

Even as he spoke, he was scanning the room for anything that might be the source of his uneasiness. Sydney reached across the table and touched his hand.

“Liam, are you okay? Is something wrong?”

He gave himself a mental shake and did his best to knock it out of his mind and into a corner. He was probably just being paranoid, anyway, and for what reason? Damn it, he wasn’t going to waste this unexpected opportunity worrying about some figment of his imagination.

“I’m fine.” He grinned at her. “This has been an exciting few days for me, Syd. I’m probably still just wound up about everything.”

“Must be something big. Did your dinner go well? Can I ask who it was with?”

He nodded, then waited until the waitress served their drinks before answering. “Are you familiar with the Arroyo Corporation?”

Sydney gave a ladylike snort. “Of course. Who isn’t? I think they own the world.”

He leaned forward a little, blocking out the rest of the bar. “As of tomorrow, Software By Design will be part of the Arroyo family.”

“Liam!” Sydney reached for his hands and gave them a squeeze. “But that’s fantastic. Truly. A major step forward for you. Think of all the doors it will open. The type of clients you’ll attract.”

“No kidding. I can hardly believe it myself.” He took a swallow of his bourbon, savoring its taste. “I’m thirty-five years old and I feel like a kid at Christmas.”

“As well you should.” She smiled at him. “That’s quite a coup. How did you pull it off?”

He chuckled. “In the most unlikely way. Someone knew someone who knew someone.”

He told her about John Martino and Optimus and Martino’s dinner with the Cantrells.

Sydney cocked an eyebrow. “Yes, John certainly knows all the right people.”

“That is just the damn truth,” Liam agreed. He touched his glass to Sydney’s. “A toast to people who know people.”

“Amen to that.” She took a long sip of her wine. “I’m excited for you, Liam.”
Desiree Holt. Double Deception (Kindle Locations 378-431). Totally Bound Publishing.

Unfortunately things don’t all go smoothly. We get peaks at the traitor within Liam’s company, but only a few clues as to who it is.

When a secret alarm goes off that someone is trying to breach the new installation, Liam’s world gets turned upside down. A forensic data analyst, Eric Braun is called in and when he makes the discovery he ends up dead before he can let anyone know. Now Liam is fighting for his freedom and his company’s integrity. 

Intertwined with some very sensual and steamy scenes, a page-turning , nail-biting mystery unfolds. You won’t want to put this one down.

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Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)


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More Corporate Heat! Where Danger Hides – Corporate Heat Book 1 By Desiree Holt



Where Danger Hides
Corporate Heat Book 1
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Desiree Holt

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Book one in the Corporate Heat series – newly edited version!

Taylor’s suddenly thrown into the dangers of the corporate world and her only protector is her hot, anonymous one-night stand.

Taylor Scott thought she had it all—a good life and a great job. No relationship? No problem. But her world is turned upside down when the father she never knew she had first refuses to acknowledge her, then makes her the sole heir to the major conglomerate he owned. It’s the last thing she wants, but circumstances leave her no choice. She steps into a world of corporate greed and treachery where no one is what they seem.

And the only person to guide her through the treacherous waters? The man with whom she had the hottest one-night stand ever, Noah Cantrell. Noah isn’t what he seemed at first, either, but now he’s the only one Taylor can trust.

As danger stalks her at every turn, she must rely on him for everything. The man who makes her scream with pleasure is the only one who can tell her where the danger hides.

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Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.

I started this series as I have so many, at the latest book and not the first. I became intrigued by Taylor and Noah and mentions of overcoming much to get Arroyo Enterprises straightened out. This is their story.

Taylor was fuming mad, her grandmother left her a letter about her parentage and it was not anything she was led to believe. After being thrown out of her father’s building, she heads to the bar in her hotel and proceeds to try Jack Daniels Black for the first time. Anyone whose ever tried anything straight like that knows the reaction.

This is a favorite scene.

She picked up the glass with both hands and took a healthy swallow. The first splash of the liquor on her tongue was a sharp bite of smoky flavor, a burning sensation she was unprepared for that brought tears to her eyes and made her cough.

“I wouldn’t chug that like lemonade if I were you. Here.”

The voice was so deep and rich it sent fingers of heat skittering along her spine and tiny pulses throbbing at the heart of her sex. A strong masculine hand held out a snow-white handkerchief which she grabbed without thinking. She blotted her eyes then picked up her glass of water and drained half of it. Then she looked up to see who’d come to her rescue.

Predator. That was the first word that came to mind. An unfamiliar thrill of forbidden temptation shot through her body at the sight of the man sitting at an angle to her right. Broad shoulders and hands with long, slim fingers. A face full of sharp planes and angles with a straight nose and sensuous lips but a totally unreadable look. Eyes blacker than coal under lashes thicker than hers. Black hair worn long and tied back with a thin strip of leather.

There was something feral about him. Wild. Untamed. Dangerous. Powerful energy radiated from him and battered against her body, all of it barely tamed beneath the civilized cloak of a custom-tailored suit and silk dress shirt. An unbidden image flashed in her mind of him naked, his dark hair loose, the muscles of his bronzed body rippling in the sunshine. A panther, that was what he reminded her of. And for a brief moment she wanted to lose herself in the jungle.
Desiree Holt. Where Danger Hides (Kindle Locations 69-78). Kindle Edition.

Now we don’t find out who this mysterious man is until he confronts her after her ‘father’ dies.

Things not only heat to white hot, but there is something not right with a division of Arroyo Enterprises, the company her father has left her lock stock and barrel. That’s when we learn Noah Cantrell’s name and position as Head of Security for Arroyo and a friend of her late father Josiah Gaines.

We meet many players in this book, the entire security team including pilot Gage, and John Martino a forensic accountant who will be a key player in this series. He’s following the tracks to see who is behind Josiah’s death and now currently trying to get rid of Taylor.

Running a company while someone, most likely the person responsible for her father’s death, is trying to do her in to, is stressful. The mutual attraction between her and Noah, has them doing all sorts of intimate things almost every time they are together.

A great story with so much heat, you will need lots of water and a fan or air-conditioning on high to keep you cool and hydrated.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series, Double Deception (Link below).

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Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)


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New From Desiree Holt! Masquerade – Corporate Heat Book 3



Masquerade
Corporate Heat Book 3
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Desiree Holt

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Hunting a murderer is hot work, in more ways than one.

Lindsey Califaro, second-in-command at Elite Marketing, is suspicious when her boss, Craig Wainwright, is killed in a car accident. She’s had a funny feeling about things around the agency for a while and now her spidey senses are going haywire. Something is wrong and she’s determined to find out what.

John Martino, highly sought-after forensic accountant, is sent by Arroyo to dig into Elite’s books and see if there is an answer there. He expects problems, but what he doesn’t expect is to find a super-smart, hot female who pushes all his buttons and sends his sex drive into overload.

Investigating Elite’s finances and Craig’s private life, the two uncover a sordid trail of sex trafficking and drugs so extensive it shocks them. As they draw closer to the real head of the operation, the heat between them rises and their feelings for each other explode.

As they work to blow open the criminal enterprise, John must do everything he can to protect Lindsey from a master criminal. But will his best be enough?

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Desiree Holt has done it again. Although I have yet to read the other books in this series, I had no trouble following the story.

Lindsey Califaro is tasked with taking charge of Elite Marketing when her boss Craig Wainwright dies in a car accident. While she was second in command at Elite, she is actually an employee of Arroyo Enterprises, the parent company.

Craig had handled many of high profile companies and with the unexpectedness of his death, Noah and Taylor Cantrell, owners of Arroyo, travel down with a forensic accountant to be sure nothing is shady, and to ensure the clients are taken care of as they take full control.

It’s the forensic accountant, John Martino that has Lindsey a bit anxious. They have a history of four pretty amazing days together, followed by nothing, not even a phone call.

John wasn’t going to take the job, but thought better of it. He really wants to make up with Lindsey and this may be the way to get in the door. I really did love the way he groveled in the elevator after their first business dinner with the Cantrells.

As they investigate Lindsey’s hunches in the finances, they stumble on something more far reaching than they could have imagined. A client spa, a modeling agency,  private island photo shoots, all figure into things. As John follows the money, his relationship with Lindsay goes from sizzle to flame.

Investigations outside of Elite’s purview will have you holding your breath in suspense as this tale twists and turns.

Suspenseful, with plenty of surprises and the sensual and erotic relationship will practically melt your kindle.

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She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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On Sale Through Oct. 11! Jungle Inferno – Phoenix Agency Book 1 by Desiree Holt


Jungle Inferno
Phoenix Agency Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Desiree Holt

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For Faith and Mark, the telepathic connection they’d shared for years was nothing compared to the scorching physical connection they realized as adults. From the first moment they came together, their relationship made the world’s epic tales of love pale in comparison. Together they explored each other’s deepest, darkest desires. But now Mark, a survivor of an ambush to his Delta Force team, is a prisoner of a terrorist group in the Peruvian jungle, and his telepathic communication with Faith is his only contact with the world. While she searches for help to save him, they survive on dreams of one another that defy boundaries. In the Phoenix Agency—a top notch security agency run by five men who served their country and rose from the ashes of war to serve again—Faith sees the strength and support she needs to rescue Mark. But will she be able to persuade the men of Phoenix to undertake a treacherous mission and bring Mark back to her arms?

Only .99 Through October 11th

A re-release, this book has been revised and re-edited. I have read both versions and this one far surpasses the previous. The sizzling starts at the very beginning but quickly you will understand that it is a coping mechanism for Mark as he holds on to his love for Faith while a prisoner of arms dealers. The telepathic link he has always had with Faith is his only hope of rescue.

Faith on getting his message telepathically has to figure out a way to find where he is and get someone to help her save him. Not easy to do when you really don’t want to reveal your unique connection. With another telepath on his end, Mark has to try to give her hints without giving away her identity. He calls her Tidbit, his nickname for her since school.

As Faith begins pulling strings to find him, the other side is trying to find not only her but another survivor of the ambush and eliminate them.

With her assistant Tess researching Spec Ops for what she believes is part of Faith’s next book, Faith finally gets a lead. Joey Latrobe is in the hospital, he was part of Mark’s team and he has a brother Eric. With the aid her computer wiz friend Andy she gets a number to contact Eric and starts leaving messages for him.

Annoyed yet curious Eric ‘Rick’ Latrobe, decides it’s time to make contact with this author. With his brother safely out of harms way, he and his Phoenix team need to determine which side Faith is on as they try to find Joey’s Captain, Mark Halloran.

This is a favorite scene with Faith anxiously awaiting Rick’s arrival.

Faith was awake at five o’clock, too restless to sleep. She dressed hastily in slacks and a silk shirt, pulling her hair back into a clip at the nape of her neck, but didn’t bother with makeup. She’d been too nervous to bother with it. Anyway, it wasn’t as if she were going on a date.

She made coffee, a rarity for her, then paced while she drank most of the pot, giving herself a caffeine high that she didn’t need. She tried reading through Tess’s notes again, but her mind refused to settle down. She couldn’t seem to find enough to occupy herself. Time seemed to have weights on its feet, dragging so slowly it felt as if days passed rather than minutes.

Tess finally dumped the dregs in the coffee pot and brewed some chai tea for both of them, forcing Faith to sit at the table and drink it.

“You’re driving me nuts,” Tess told her. “I think you’ve already worn a groove in the floor. What time do you think he’ll get here?”

“I don’t know. He said early. What’s early?”

“Well, it’s eight o’clock right now. To some people that’s early. To others, it’s late.”

Faith shuffled the papers in front of her, pretending to study them again. “I just hope he gets here soon.”

Tess moved to the living room window, watching the street through the slatted blinds. “Do any of your neighbors own a black Lincoln?” she called out.

“A couple of them.” Faith came in from the kitchen where she was getting coffee ready to brew. “Why?”

“I swear this is the second time I’ve seen this one roll past the house.” Faith shrugged. “I’ve got at least two neighbors who parade them around like icons of affluence. You probably saw both of them leave.”

“Maybe. I guess after last night everything’s making me nervous.”

Faith flipped the switch to the coffeemaker. “I’ll check it out. I’m going to get the newspaper.”

“Are you crazy?” Tess grabbed her arm. “People threaten your life and you go around like everything’s normal?”

Faith gave a nervous laugh. “Not exactly. But what’s going to happen to me on my own street? The paper’s just at the edge of the driveway.”

She shrugged off Tess’s hand, unlocked the front door, and hurried down the pavement. A black town car sitting in front of the house four doors down, engine idling, registered peripherally in her vision. The Thompsons. Obviously. Harry Thompson was probably cursing as he waited impatiently for his wife, the habitually tardy Gail.

As she reached the end of the driveway the car began moving down the street. She shaded her eyes, waiting, planning to wave at them. And then it all happened before she could blink. The town car picked up speed and seemed to be heading right for her. At that exact moment a black SUV pulled up to the curb, and a man leaped from it as it rocked from the fast stop. The car was scant feet away from her and coming faster, and she couldn’t seem to make her feet move.

Then strong arms wrapped around her and carried her to the lawn as the car whizzed by, so close it almost brushed her legs. Her face hit the turf, and the breath was squeezed from her lungs by the heavy body on top of her. Seconds ticked by while she struggled to breathe, unable to make her body, her mouth, or her brain work.

Finally the pressure was gone, and big hands reached down to help her to her feet.

“What the hell are you doing out of the house?” She looked up. And up. And up even more. Mark was well over six feet but this man topped even him. At the moment he wore an expression of mingled anger and disgust on his face. His blue eyes looked like twin torches.

“I-I was getting the newspaper.” She was shaking so badly she wasn’t sure she could stand upright.

“Get the hell into the house before they decide to come back.”

Gripping her arm with fingers like steel, he frog-marched her into the house and practically threw her inside, where Tess stood waiting in the hallway.

“Don’t move.” He jogged to the SUV and dragged the keys from the ignition.

Tess was standing with her arms around Faith when Rick strode back inside seconds later, slamming the door and locking it.

“Faith, my God.” She brushed Faith’s hair back from her forehead. “Did that car almost run over you?”

Rick glared at Faith, who was trying to gather some semblance of dignity. “Damn straight it did, thanks to your friend’s stupidity.”

Faith couldn’t stop shaking, nor could she get the image of the black car closer than a whisper of breath out of her mind. She had to fight the urge to race to the bathroom and throw up.

“She was just getting the newspaper, for heaven’s sake,” Tess snapped at him.

“After I told her last night to stay in the house with the doors locked.” He glared at Faith. “Did I not? Was I talking to myself?”

“Y-yes.” Faith moved away from Tess, her hands gripped tightly together to still their trembling. “But I just—”

“Someone is obviously trying to kill you, and you have to go out for the newspaper? You got a threat last night, didn’t you? It came up while you were talking to me.”

She nodded. Her brain wouldn’t come unstuck. She was shaking so badly she wasn’t sure if she could stand upright.

“How?” he demanded.

“Ph-phone. And email.”

Tess moved closer to Faith and put an arm around her again. “Can’t you stop shouting at her? She’s obviously in shock.”

“She’s lucky she’s not dead.”

“I assume you’re the mysterious Eric Latrobe?” Faith looked up at the mountain of a man looming over them. “At least I hope that’s who you are.”

“So you don’t let just any stranger in the house?” His voice was edged with sarcasm. “Good for you.”

“O-only men who save my life,” Faith told him. She was getting some control back, her pulse settling down to a manageable beat.

“Smart mouth, too.” He inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly, working to get his temper under control. “All right, Miss Wilding. You’ve been trying your best to get hold of me, so let’s cut out the crap here. What do you want, and why does someone want to kill you? Besides claiming to be an author, just who the hell are you?”

She wet her lips and struggled to keep her voice even. “I’m Tidbit. And I’m trying to get help for Mark.”

Rick stared at her as if she’d just descended from Mars.
Holt, Desiree. Jungle Inferno (The Phoenix Agency Book 1) (Kindle Locations 2282-2330). Kindle Edition.

From here the excitement revs up as the Phoenix team with the aid of Joey and Faith try to beat the clock as Mark’s time begins to run out.

Plenty of extremely hot scenes and hold your breath action. These two definitely deserve their Happily Ever After!

I am about to start the next book in this series. I just can’t get enough of the Phoenix Agency Team.

5 Contented Purrs for Desiree!

Click the Cover for Buy Links and More!

Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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Jungle Inferno – The Phoenix Agency Book 1 by Desiree Holt


 

Jungle Inferno
Phoenix Agency Book 1
By
Desiree Holt

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For Faith and Mark, the telepathic connection they’d shared for years was nothing compared to the scorching physical connection they realized as adults. From the first moment they came together, their relationship made the world’s epic tales of love pale in comparison. Together they explored each other’s deepest, darkest desires. But now Mark, a survivor of an ambush to his Delta Force team, is a prisoner of a terrorist group in the Peruvian jungle, and his telepathic communication with Faith is his only contact with the world. While she searches for help to save him, they survive on dreams of one another that defy boundaries. In the Phoenix Agency—a top notch security agency run by five men who served their country and rose from the ashes of war to serve again—Faith sees the strength and support she needs to rescue Mark. But will she be able to persuade the men of Phoenix to undertake a treacherous mission and bring Mark back to her arms?

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A re-release, this book has been revised and re-edited. I have read both versions and this one far surpasses the previous. The sizzling starts at the very beginning but quickly you will understand that it is a coping mechanism for Mark as he holds on to his love for Faith while a prisoner of arms dealers. The telepathic link he has always had with Faith is his only hope of rescue.

Faith on getting his message telepathically has to figure out a way to find where he is and get someone to help her save him. Not easy to do when you really don’t want to reveal your unique connection. With another telepath on his end, Mark has to try to give her hints without giving away her identity. He calls her Tidbit, his nickname for her since school.

As Faith begins pulling strings to find him, the other side is trying to find not only her but another survivor of the ambush and eliminate them. 

With her assistant Tess researching Spec Ops for what she believes is part of Faith’s next book, Faith finally gets a lead. Joey Latrobe is in the hospital, he was part of Mark’s team and he has a brother Eric. With the aid her computer wiz friend Andy she gets a number to contact Eric and starts leaving messages for him.

Annoyed yet curious Eric ‘Rick’ Latrobe, decides it’s time to make contact with this author. With his brother safely out of harms way, he and his Phoenix team need to determine which side Faith is on as they try to find Joey’s Captain, Mark Halloran.

This is a favorite scene with Faith anxiously awaiting Rick’s arrival.

Faith was awake at five o’clock, too restless to sleep. She dressed hastily in slacks and a silk shirt, pulling her hair back into a clip at the nape of her neck, but didn’t bother with makeup. She’d been too nervous to bother with it. Anyway, it wasn’t as if she were going on a date.

She made coffee, a rarity for her, then paced while she drank most of the pot, giving herself a caffeine high that she didn’t need. She tried reading through Tess’s notes again, but her mind refused to settle down. She couldn’t seem to find enough to occupy herself. Time seemed to have weights on its feet, dragging so slowly it felt as if days passed rather than minutes.

Tess finally dumped the dregs in the coffee pot and brewed some chai tea for both of them, forcing Faith to sit at the table and drink it.

“You’re driving me nuts,” Tess told her. “I think you’ve already worn a groove in the floor. What time do you think he’ll get here?”

“I don’t know. He said early. What’s early?”

“Well, it’s eight o’clock right now. To some people that’s early. To others, it’s late.”

Faith shuffled the papers in front of her, pretending to study them again. “I just hope he gets here soon.”

Tess moved to the living room window, watching the street through the slatted blinds. “Do any of your neighbors own a black Lincoln?” she called out.

“A couple of them.” Faith came in from the kitchen where she was getting coffee ready to brew. “Why?”

“I swear this is the second time I’ve seen this one roll past the house.” Faith shrugged. “I’ve got at least two neighbors who parade them around like icons of affluence. You probably saw both of them leave.”

“Maybe. I guess after last night everything’s making me nervous.”

Faith flipped the switch to the coffeemaker. “I’ll check it out. I’m going to get the newspaper.”

“Are you crazy?” Tess grabbed her arm. “People threaten your life and you go around like everything’s normal?”

Faith gave a nervous laugh. “Not exactly. But what’s going to happen to me on my own street? The paper’s just at the edge of the driveway.”

She shrugged off Tess’s hand, unlocked the front door, and hurried down the pavement. A black town car sitting in front of the house four doors down, engine idling, registered peripherally in her vision. The Thompsons. Obviously. Harry Thompson was probably cursing as he waited impatiently for his wife, the habitually tardy Gail.

As she reached the end of the driveway the car began moving down the street. She shaded her eyes, waiting, planning to wave at them. And then it all happened before she could blink. The town car picked up speed and seemed to be heading right for her. At that exact moment a black SUV pulled up to the curb, and a man leaped from it as it rocked from the fast stop. The car was scant feet away from her and coming faster, and she couldn’t seem to make her feet move.

Then strong arms wrapped around her and carried her to the lawn as the car whizzed by, so close it almost brushed her legs. Her face hit the turf, and the breath was squeezed from her lungs by the heavy body on top of her. Seconds ticked by while she struggled to breathe, unable to make her body, her mouth, or her brain work.

Finally the pressure was gone, and big hands reached down to help her to her feet.

“What the hell are you doing out of the house?” She looked up. And up. And up even more. Mark was well over six feet but this man topped even him. At the moment he wore an expression of mingled anger and disgust on his face. His blue eyes looked like twin torches.

“I-I was getting the newspaper.” She was shaking so badly she wasn’t sure she could stand upright.

“Get the hell into the house before they decide to come back.”

Gripping her arm with fingers like steel, he frog-marched her into the house and practically threw her inside, where Tess stood waiting in the hallway.

“Don’t move.” He jogged to the SUV and dragged the keys from the ignition.

Tess was standing with her arms around Faith when Rick strode back inside seconds later, slamming the door and locking it.

“Faith, my God.” She brushed Faith’s hair back from her forehead. “Did that car almost run over you?”

Rick glared at Faith, who was trying to gather some semblance of dignity. “Damn straight it did, thanks to your friend’s stupidity.”

Faith couldn’t stop shaking, nor could she get the image of the black car closer than a whisper of breath out of her mind. She had to fight the urge to race to the bathroom and throw up.

“She was just getting the newspaper, for heaven’s sake,” Tess snapped at him.

“After I told her last night to stay in the house with the doors locked.” He glared at Faith. “Did I not? Was I talking to myself?”

“Y-yes.” Faith moved away from Tess, her hands gripped tightly together to still their trembling. “But I just—”

“Someone is obviously trying to kill you, and you have to go out for the newspaper? You got a threat last night, didn’t you? It came up while you were talking to me.”

She nodded. Her brain wouldn’t come unstuck. She was shaking so badly she wasn’t sure if she could stand upright.

“How?” he demanded.

“Ph-phone. And email.”

Tess moved closer to Faith and put an arm around her again. “Can’t you stop shouting at her? She’s obviously in shock.”

“She’s lucky she’s not dead.”

“I assume you’re the mysterious Eric Latrobe?” Faith looked up at the mountain of a man looming over them. “At least I hope that’s who you are.”

“So you don’t let just any stranger in the house?” His voice was edged with sarcasm. “Good for you.”

“O-only men who save my life,” Faith told him. She was getting some control back, her pulse settling down to a manageable beat.

“Smart mouth, too.” He inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly, working to get his temper under control. “All right, Miss Wilding. You’ve been trying your best to get hold of me, so let’s cut out the crap here. What do you want, and why does someone want to kill you? Besides claiming to be an author, just who the hell are you?”

She wet her lips and struggled to keep her voice even. “I’m Tidbit. And I’m trying to get help for Mark.”

Rick stared at her as if she’d just descended from Mars.
Holt, Desiree. Jungle Inferno (The Phoenix Agency Book 1) (Kindle Locations 2282-2330). Kindle Edition.

From here the excitement revs up as the Phoenix team with the aid of Joey and Faith try to beat the clock as Mark’s time begins to run out.

Plenty of extremely hot scenes and hold your breath action. These two definitely deserve their Happily Ever After!

I am about to start the next book in this series. I just can’t get enough of the Phoenix Agency Team.

5 Contented Purrs for Desiree!

Click the Cover for Buy Links

Coming September 12, 2017

 

  Desiree Holt

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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