Thursday, September 18, 2014

Series Spotlight: Love And Scandal Series by Rachel Kall...

Love and Scandal Series Book #0.5

Dynamic and determined, Helen Riley has devoted her life to public service. Now she’s on the verge of doing something no other woman has ever done: Become the President of the United States of America. But her enemies will stop at nothing to end her Presidential hopes.
Smart, loyal, and sexy Sean Mackay has never pushed to be more than Governor Riley’s best friend and strongest supporter. However, when her life is threatened Sean steps up to protect the woman he loves beyond all reason.
As the campaign heats up, sparks begin to fly between Helen and Sean. Will she make history and admit her love for Sean, or will her pursuit of the White House end in tragedy?

Love and Scandal Series Book #1

When fiercely independent Vivian Reese is thrust onto the national stage during a heated presidential campaign, she doesn't expect to become a media darling. She also doesn't expect to start to fall for her sexy new bodyguard, Marcus Locke. But when threats start surfacing against the sitting President's campaign and all evidence points to Vivian, she doesn't know who to trust.
Delta Force Operator turned FBI agent Marcus Locke is supposed to be investigating campaign finance crimes. He's not supposed to be checking out the sexy, eloquent campaign spokeswoman Vivian Reese, who's one of his prime suspects! But when they are caught in the middle of a presidential race that is quickly turning deadly, he is forced to put both his heart and his job in the line of fire.
Tempers flare and passions ignite as the campaign gets dangerous, but when bullets start to fly will either of them survive?

The next afternoon Viv stepped out of her car and smoothed down her black pantsuit and adjusted her purple blouse. This isn’t that big of a deal,she told herself. This was a trial run. Yeah, it was a national TV spot, but it wasn’t going to be a hostile interview. They’d chosen her first foray on the national news as the new spokesperson wisely. Or Abby had. And she would be doing the show via satellite from campaign headquarters.
She walked up to the main entrance and swore, realizing she’d left her credentials and badge in the car. Oh well, someone there would know her. She’d spent a lot of her time lately in the Florida office. Florida was a key swing state in the election. But now with her unexpected promotion, she would be working out of the Washington, DC office. A perk of working for a Senator from Virginia. Arthur had made the strategic decision to set up shop there because he thought it made Nelson seem more presidential. And while she was glad to be living back home in her own condo, Viv questioned his position. She thought it made the Senator seem more inside the beltway than he already was. That’s one reason she enjoyed working in the South Florida office of the campaign. She felt connected to people in the local community; real people, with real problems.
Viv walked through the door and ran into a human brick wall.
“Sorry, ma’am. I need to see your identification,” a deep voice said.
Viv looked up—way up into the dark chocolate eyes of the huge man blocking her way. Good grief, he had a foot on her. At least. She hadn’t worn her highest heels today because she knew she’d be sitting for the interview. Now she wished she had.
“I left my badge in my car,” she said. She tapped her foot with impatient nerves.
“I’ll need you to go get it.” His face remained passive, and he didn’t break eye contact.
“I’m going to be late.” She looked down at her watch. “Crap, I’m going live in less than ten minutes. This is a national TV spot. I can’t be late. Let me by.” She took a step forward, and he blocked her path. Obviously she wasn’t going to get past him if he didn’t want her to.
He cocked his head to the side. “I haven’t seen you around here before.”
“And I haven’t seen you either. I’m taking over for Gene.”
“You’re the new spokesman?” His eyes widened.
“Spokesperson,” she corrected him.
“Excuse me.” He smiled and shifted his weight. “Anyone around here who can vouch for you? How do I know you’re not here to harass the Senator?”
 “Give me a break.” She was exasperated by his tactics, but she couldn’t help but look closer at him. His arms bulged under his tailored navy dress shirt. His dark brown hair was cut short, and a hint of tiny stubble covered his jaw.
“God, where have you been?” Abby’s voice rang in her ear.
“Sorry, I got detained by—I didn’t get your name?” She motioned to the security hunk.
“Name is Marc. Marc Locke,” he said, his eyes twinkling.
“Great, you’ve met the private security.” Abby grabbed her arm. “We’ve got to get going.”

Love and Scandal Series Book #2

When renowned journalist Rowena Murphy uncovers the biggest story of her career, she was prepared to take some risks. But when she learns that more than her life is at stake, she doesn't know who to turn to...
After Navy SEAL Scott Ranger rescued investigative reporter Rowena Murphy in Afghanistan, he thought his mission was complete. But it’s six months later, and he still can't get her out of his head. The game changes when her life is threatened once again...
As they start to uncover just how deep the conspiracy runs in Washington and abroad, Scott vows to keep Rowena and her sources safe--even if that means temporarily dropping the story. But for Rowena putting her investigation on hold isn't an option.
Loyalties are tested and passions ignite as Rowena and Scott race to complete A SEAL's MISSION.

Rowena Murphy settled down in her tent for the night. Being an embedded reporter in the middle of Afghanistan wasn’t exactly how she’d pictured it. But the opportunity for her as a journalist was just too good to pass up. Unfortunately, it meant that she had to focus less on the story that was running hot before she left the states. She was getting closer—much closer—to finding out how deep the conspiracy went.
When she got the call approving her request to embed with an army unit—albeit a year and a half after she made the initial inquiry––she accepted. It wasn’t exactly an active war zone now, like it had been a few years ago. But there was still plenty of danger. Insurgents, militants, and Al-Qaida were all still alive and well. The Taliban was increasing its efforts to try and regain a measure of control in the region. Luckily, or unluckily, though, she’d been embedded a month and had no close calls.
She often lay awake in her tent trying to put together the puzzle pieces she’d discovered before she left Washington. But there wasn’t much she could do about it now, thousands of miles away. She wouldn’t let this assignment stop her though. Things might be a little delayed, but once she went back home she’d pick back up where she left off. She’d reconnect with her sources and keep moving forward.
As her eyes flitted closed, she wondered how her career would be impacted if she could break the story that was bigger than anything she’d ever worked on before. A conspiracy that included some of the highest ranking officials in the U.S. government.
She was jolted awake by rough hands grabbing her. “No,” she yelled.
Uncertain of what was happening, but regardless she sure as hell wasn’t going to give up without a fight. She was trained in self-defense; however, she soon realized she was outnumbered, dammit. She felt at least two, no, three sets of hands on her. She screamed again, but then a rough hand covered her mouth.
The men spoke in either Arabic or Pashto. She couldn’t tell, as words in rapid fire ricocheted between the men.
She bit down hard on the man’s hand, and he dropped it from her mouth. “Get your hands off of me.” She struggled against them, but nothing was working. She couldn’t break free from the multiple men who were trying to subdue her.
Making a strategic decision to save her strength, she stopped fighting back. Her body ached from being manhandled, but right now she needed to focus on survival.
Two of the men picked her up. One holding her arms and the other her legs. They kept chattering, but she couldn’t understand them. Where were they taking her? She couldn’t see much in the dark, but she heard the sound of a car’s engine. Then she was thrown down onto a hard surface. Likely the back of a van.
“Don’t move or I will kill you,” one attacker said in a heavily accented voice.
“Are you looking for ransom? Do you know who I am?”
“We know exactly who you are.”
A blow to her temple and her world spiraled into darkness.

Rachel Kall writes romantic suspense. She enjoys writing spicy and suspenseful stories to keep readers guessing. Rachel is a member of Romance Writers of America, KOD, and Georgia Romance Writers. She loves animals and is active in animal rescue. She enjoys adding loveable pets to her stories. She lives in Georgia with her husband and five furkids—two dogs and three cats. She is represented by Sarah Younger at Nancy Yost Literary Agency.

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