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The Octopus isn't an urban myth—and its agents are anything but ordinary. The intelligence bureau is so well-hidden most doubt its existence. A handful know its location. And fewer walk the halls in the subterranean compound.
Benjamin Sinclair didn't ask to be a scientific miracle but every mission has its risks and one perfectly-placed bullet ended his life—for a brief moment in time.
Nicole Anima battles demons every day. Life as a paranormal resources operative gives her tortured mind a rest—and keeps her from contemplating her own death.
When Anima and Sinclair partner on a globe-trotting race to eliminate the threat about to cripple humanity, all hell breaks loose. Leaping from planes, crashing into continents, dealing with voodoo priestesses, and running through jungles with zombies hot on their trail doesn't leave much time for romance, but this duo somehow manages to sizzle.
Two agents. Telepathic mind paired with regenerated commando. One world—and a mission to save it.
“Agent Anima. Good to hear from you.” The director’s voice oozed charm. The steel his position demanded hid beneath the innocuous greeting, but it was there. So, too, was his sense of humor.
Nicole wasn’t in the mood for jokes. Or directors.
“You called me.” Despite her foul mood—which she knew was about to get even worse—she couldn’t refuse to parry with him. The ice-breaking joke was long-standing.
“I suppose I did, didn’t I?” No amusement lurked behind the genial banter. The situation must be even more cataclysmic than she imagined.
It didn’t matter. She’d never refused an assignment before but this time she wasn’t going to play. Let the agency find someone else to work with Sinclair. Or let the world blow up—she didn’t give a damn—but she wasn’t going to say yes to whatever was about to be forced down her throat. Not this time.
“I won’t do it.” She tilted her head back. Drained the water. Threw the empty bottle into the sink, where it bounced twice before falling neck first into the garbage disposal. “Save your spiel. Don’t bother trying to change my mind, either. I won’t work with Sinclair again.”
Sarita Leone is an award-winning author who has written romance in many forms including Regency, paranormal, and contemporary. She loves happily-ever-afters in any setting!
When she’s not writing, Ms. Leone spends her time hiking, learning languages, and traveling. She loves adventure and can pack a suitcase, grab her passport, and hit the road in less time than it takes to peel an apple!