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Jinn & Toxic book1 of the Toxic Tango Troop series

Image Romance and adventure go hand-in-hand when a set of identical twins with powerful psychic abilities work for the military. Sergeant Jinn Dennison goes AWOL when her sister, Julie, is shot and nearly drowned in a Mexican rainforest. When Jinn’s mistaken for Julie by her captain, she soon finds herself branded a traitor.

Tab, (Toxic) McTavish never would have believed Julie would ever betray the team, yet something was strange about her all of a sudden. Toxic Tango Troop’s mission was to take down a drug dealer by the name of Iceman, and get out of Mexico fast, but a traitor in their midst has given them away. While on the covert mission, he tries to find his kidnapped sister, Tara, but Jinn wants to rescue her own sister, whose life is in jeopardy. 

Together, Tab and Jinn find keeping their hearts free harder than chasing after Iceman as they search the rainforest

 EXCERPT

After a long, uneventful day, Jinn was exhausted and tired of waiting for Tab to follow through on his threats. With no chance to get past his defenses and the team never far away, she remained captive.

There’d been no contact from Julie, but the mild pain in Jinn’s chest assured her that her sister was alive. They’d found few signs of humans passing, and the trail was getting cold. Many of the teammates were getting frustrated.

Jane Burgess, one of their female soldiers who they called Spitfire, was a prisoner of the enemy and that boded ill for her. From what Jinn had seen with Angel, the rebels were brutal with women.

Angel still hadn’t spoken more than a few words since her release. She’d withdrawn into herself as though to block out the world. Tab and Gonzales watched over her. Jinn studied Tab as he fed the woman and realized by the tender care as he wiped some meat juice off her chin with his thumb that he had feelings for her. A twinge of jealousy reared its green head.

Jennings sat down beside Jinn and studied her for a few moments before she spoke, the first of the soldiers to even acknowledge her since she’d been unveiled by Tab.

“I don’t know what’s changed about you or why all the lies, Dennison, but I want to tell you something; Don’t you harm the Captain or anyone else on this team, or you’re a dead woman whether you helped us or not. Understand?”

The serious frown on her face caused Jinn to realize there was more to the threat than simple protectiveness. “You’re in love with the Captain, aren’t you?”

A flush turned Jennings’ cheeks red as she stood.

“I meant what I said.”

Jinn nodded. “I’ll take that into consideration. As I said before, I’m not here to harm anyone. I have a job to do, and I’m going to do it with or without the help of TT&T.”

“As long as your job doesn’t jeopardize the rest of us, I’m good with that.” Jennings stood and moved off to sit with the others, leaving Jinn to her thoughts.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she realized that someone was watching her, she looked up and met Tab’s brooding gaze. Her lips tingled at the memory of his mouth on hers, his body mastering her on the ground earlier. She licked her lips unconsciously and nearly grinned when his eyes dropped to watch the movement. He might pretend to be impartial, but by the growing bulge in his pants, he was anything but.

Tab turned around and disappeared into the forest. Satisfaction was a sweet tool.

 

 

 

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When Ryder, a competent wizard finds her in a restaurant in the town of Salem, he’s wary because he’s been bitten by the divorce bug and wants to find a woman who could love him for himself. He disguises himself as a balding, poor man and she falls for him. The only problem is that she hates liars. How can he convince her that he’s the right man for her?

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Two young, giggling women rushed in the front door and raced to the back, disappearing behind the kitchen door. The middle aged woman at the cash stood there shaking her head at their apparent tardiness. Moments later the two women returned, wearing sailor’s hats and aprons.

“Sorry, Diana. That train! One of these days I’m going to beat it, and be here on time, I promise!” said the beautiful blonde.

Her delicate skin was white and splattered with freckles that made her look impish and mischievous. She had deep green eyes, and her face was oval shaped, her chin pointed. A beauty mark rested on the right side of mouth. She had lips that drew the eye. Kissable. That’s how he would describe them.

Ryder shied away from even talking to her, unwilling to speak to a beautiful woman. He wanted a real woman who would be happy with a bald, unattractive man who had little money to his name.

Her friend had large, brown, innocent looking eyes, and a heart-shaped face. She was about six inches shorter than the blonde, standing a few inches above five-feet tall. Her hair was blonde with black and red streaks that marked her as an individual with a streak of rebellion.

To his dismay, the blonde was the one who drew his eyes. He watched as she took a deep breath and pulled out her pad of paper and pencil. She smiled at the older women and then walked over to him.

“Hello. Welcome to the S.O.B.,” she said, grinning.

“The what?” he asked, surprised at her strange welcome.

“Salem On Buy,” she said releasing an adorable giggle. “Can I take your order?”

“Oh, ah, what do you recommend?” he asked, finding it difficult to talk to her with her mischievous gaze focused on his.

“Well, we have Salisbury steak on special, but I wouldn’t order it. It’s tough,” she said under her breath.

“How’s the fish?”

“Good, if you like eating socks,” she muttered.

“Hamburger?” he tried, grinning.

“Not bad, but stay away from the special sauce,” she mumbled.

“Okay, then how about a cheeseburger, hold the sauce.”

“Good choice,” she said, grinning. “What would you like to drink?”

“How about a beer?”

Can’t say much bad about beer,” she said quietly, laughing. “Coming right up.”

 

How feisty should the heroine be?

 

When you read a story, should the heroine be weak and helpless, letting the hero take care of her every need, or should she be a powerhouse feisty woman who doesn’t need to be taken care of?

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Jinn Dennison is a smart-mouthed feisty female with an ‘I don’t need no man’ attitude. The hero is an alpha male who shows her she does need him, yet he needs her as well. There’s nothing like having a battle of wills between the hero and heroine. Jinn shows Tab (Toxic) McTavish that she can handle herself well enough, thank you very much! Tab, however, falls for her because she’s so independent.

When they clash, sparks fly. Their determination to ‘be on top’ keeps them interesting throughout their story. I, personally, prefer an alpha male and a female who can take care of business with or without his help.

There’s nothing like a challenge to be met.

What is your idea of a heroine? Should she fight to the end to win?

Get your copy of Jinn & Toxic today at www.breathlesspress.com It’s in ebook format and easy to download. Book 2, Minx Juliette is coming soon. Wait until you meet Jinn’s identical twin sister. Talk about a perfect pair of felines.

Have a cup of coffee while you read!

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Insomnia ROCKS!

I tend to get insomnia often so I decided to utilize the time awake as writing opportunities. There is always time for a nap as my kids are all grown and I have a quiet home. Well, the dogs and cats aren’t quiet, but you can’t have everything.

I’m not one to only do a single thing at a time. I’m a multi-tasker who always has at least three books in progress at once. It’s okay because I don’t have to worry about writer’s block.

Do you ever write in the wee hours? Chocolate and insomnia…what a treat.