Extrasensory Elements Series Book 1

AUTHOR'S DEMISE
Paranormal Romantic Suspense (Psychic Abilities)

Death stalks telekinetic Lana Anderson, CEO of Brinkman-Bonnet Publishing. Forced to live in terror, Lana soon finds she’s shadowed by more than a killer when her boss and good friend hires a cop to protect her.

Kissing a perfect stranger, Brett Colton soon finds himself head over heels in love with the woman he’s hired to protect, even though he has no interest in having a serious relationship. When she’s captured by the stalker he races against time to save her from her selfless act of bravery.

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Mainstream Romance: Paranormal, Suspense/Mystery
ISBN: 978-1-60435-678-6
Cover Artist: Shirley Burnett & Franny Armstrong
Word Count: 89,040
Release Date: March 11, 2010

Also Available in Print

ISBN: 978-1-60435-889-6
Cover Artist: Shirley Burnett & Franny Armstrong
Length: 278 pages
Release Date: March 05, 2010

TRAILER: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sw2NyCcTbQo

EXCERPT

"Good morning, George," Lana spoke to the security guard on her way to the elevators.

"Mornin‘, Ms. Anderson. Beautiful day, isn‘t it?" George said, smiling at her. George was in his sixties. From the look of his red eyes and bulbous nose he was a drinker, yet he faithfully showed up for work each day and was always polite.

"It‘s absolutely wonderful, George. You have a great day, okay?" She gave him a winning smile as she met his gaze. The last thing Lana wanted to do was let people know how upset she was.
"Sure thing, ma‘am."

Having a lot on her mind, Lana was in no hurry to reach her office, even though she‘d arrived early. Stepping back from the crowd while waiting for the elevator, she was pushed up against a large potted fern by the group of people rushing to use them. Happy to wait for a less crowded one, she used the time to go over her plans for the day in her mind.

Her reflection in the mirrored wall showed high cheekbones, a straight nose, and a narrow, heart–shaped face. A delicate mole rested below her right eye, just to the right. Strawberry–blond hair fell in gentle waves halfway down her back.

At five feet, ten inches tall, Lana was taller than most women. She carried herself with a natural grace, her back always straight, her chin held up with pride. The extra thirty pounds she carried was distributed evenly, giving her a
voluptuous "Mae West" look.

When the next elevator light came on with a ―ding‖, the waiting group of riders moved into the car. Lana decided to wait a few more minutes until the main rush of early morning workers was over. Wrinkling her nose at the thought of sharing the small space with fresh clouds of mixed perfume and cologne, she went back to her mental list of jobs.
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Brett had a tail. He had been trying to shake the guy for a few blocks but the man was persistent. Entering the lobby of Belleview towers, he looked around and saw an attractive woman waiting for the elevators near the back wall. She stood out from the others around her, drawing him toward her like a magnet. He had an idea of how to elude his tail and hoped she would go along with it.

She‘s really hot! Looks like a fun–loving girl, I hope she‘s game.

Taking another look outside, he saw the man coming up to the revolving doors. Moving quickly over to where the woman stood, he gave his plan a shot.

Nodding politely to her, he stripped off his jacket, rolled it into a ball and threw it on the floor beside the potted fern.

"Excuse me, ma‘am, but I‘m in trouble and I was wondering if you could help me out?" He pulled his baseball hat from his back pocket and put it on backwards.

Curiosity filled her gaze before she nodded. "Well, sure. If I can—"
Before she could finish her reply, he swept her up in his arms and kissed her passionately. The woman was so stunned that she didn‘t react to his audacity, melting into his arms instead. Her hands rested on his chest, fingers tangled in his shirt

Distracted by the sexy woman in his arms, Brett found it hard to keep a close eye on his stalker. He was amazed at the passion the woman returned, nearly knocking him off his feet. Boy, she can light my fire anytime! Minutes may have ticked by but he lost count, losing himself in her sensual mouth.

After the tail finally gave up and left, Brett continued the kiss, unable to stop. His pants were uncomfortably tight. Pulling her closer into his embrace, he nearly groaned as her body brushed up against him. She‘d turned to liquid in his arms, sending shivers of desire up his spine.

Finally, slowly, he lifted his head and stared into her eyes. Her expression was dazed; her emerald green eyes met his with a bemused expression.

The elevator doors opened with a loud 'ding'. Regretfully he let her go.
"Thank you, ma‘am. You were very helpful." His voice was low and husky. Bending down, he picked up his jacket.

"Well, goodbye…" He started to say his farewell but looking at her swollen, damp lips, he changed his mind.

"Ah, what the hell," he said, and kissed her again. It was a short, lip–smacking kiss. Then, nodding, he stepped into the elevator and the doors closed on his grinning.

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