Thursday, May 22, 2014

Darkest Night…it's finally here…

Woo Hoo...  

Okay, so I had a book release yesterday, but as it was Random Wednesday, I didn't want to mess with having two blog posts on the same day. I mean, what will people think? That's craziness, folks.

Anyway, I'm super happy to have a new book released with Resplendence Publishing. And it's special in a couple of ways. First, it's my first action-adventure/suspense-thriller in a while. Yeah, the What Remains series is somewhat both of these, but… This might be a bit more pure. It's also a single book release. I love series, but it's also refreshing to have a single book out.

Finally, it's also my first book cover release with Resplendence. I cool is that RP allowed me to create my own cover? They completely rock. I have a number of other book covers releasing with them, but Darkest Night is my first:)

There's also another reason this book is special to me. It's based in Canada. I don't often do that, for a number of reasons. One, we don't have an FBI or a CIA. We also just don't have the population for some of the settings I want. My go-to city of choice is generally Seattle. Having been there a number of times, I'm more familiar with it. And hey, they have similar weather, lol.

But Darkest Night takes place up in the true, great white north. The Arctic. Well, the Arctic Circle to be exact. About an hour northeast of a small town called Norman Wells. I really enjoyed switching it up. Playing around in unmanned territory. But even better, the heroine is a helicopter pilot! I absolutely loved writing her. Putting all those years of work, well, back to work:) And writing the helicopter action scenes...yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Here's the blurb and a taste of the balls to the walls action in this book.


Time is running out

McKinley Baker’s job is simple—fly her client to the remote research station an hour north, at the edge of the Arctic Circle, before the lack of available daylight and extreme weather conditions isolate the facility for the foreseeable future. Just her luck, the guy's late.

One day of complete darkness

Beckett Foster hadn't planned on running into McKinley when he’d agreed to take the job. But he has to admit—the possibility of getting trapped at the station with the woman he’s been crazy about since the day they met, just made the Arctic conditions a little less harsh. And if he has to share his body heat to help keep her warm, he’s willing to man up.

Theres no escape

But the fire sizzling between them in the cockpit might not be enough to keep them alive when an unexpected encounter turns deadly. And if the sub-zero temperatures don't kill them, their new enemy just might as the sun finally sets on this year's darkest night.


McKinley slapped his shoulder, drawing his attention. She snapped her fingers in front of his face. You back from wherever you zoned out to?

Sorry. I wasjust thinking.

Her gaze fell to his groin before jerking back to his face. A hint of worry crossed her features as she motioned ahead of the aircraft. I cant raise the station on the radio. Ive double checked everything on my end, but it all seems to be working.

He frowned, looking toward the horizon. Though the setting sun cast long shadows across the snow-covered landscape, he could just make out the outline of the complex ahead. A series of dark spots against the pristine white. Maybe theyre all outside or something. Securing the bunkers for the storm.

Maybe, but…” She tilted her head to the side, scanning the area on either side of the chopper as if keeping her options open. I specifically told Josh to turn the helipad lights on. The fading light makes it hard to distinguish the ground from the sky. And Id rather not plow this baby in, if its all the same to you.

Hey, Im with you. He tapped a finger against his chin. Maybe give them another minute then try again. Its not like they left or anything. Theyve got to be there.

She nodded, but he could see her reservations in the tight press of her lips.

He reached for her hand, brushing his fingers over hers. I know that look. Whats really going on here, McKinley?

She frowned, a delectable pout gracing her lips. Nothings going on, its just…” She huffed. When I called the station earlier, Josh seemed…”

He seemed what?


Ill need a bit more than that. Reluctant about what?

Having us come out today. He said they were in the middle of a sensitive experiment. Went so far as to suggest I wait the storm out back at Norman Wells and bring you up after it passed.

Cant fault the guy for looking out for you. It actually sounds kind of sweet.

She snorted, giving him a firm look. It wasnt that kind of concern. He seemed edgy.

Beckett glanced at the complex again. Still too far away to see any details, but something about the collection of black shapes made the hairs on his neck prickle. Whats your gut telling you?

She glanced out the bubble then back to him. Somethingswrong.

Then I trust your instincts. Theres just one problem. We dont really have anywhere else to go.

I know. Damn storms already moved through our alternate airport. And itd be crazy to land out in the open with it bearing down on us. She scanned the surrounding area again. Ill do a flyby. Hopefully its just a lack of sleep and sunshine making me paranoid.

He nodded, wanting to laugh it off, but he wasnt convinced hed be able to come across at all convincing. There was just something about the way shed described Joshs behavior. Hed known the guy for nearly two years. And it didnt sound like the man hed spent more than a few months rooming with.

The air inside the cabin seemed colder as McKinley angled the helicopter off to the right, slowing their speed. She didnt talk, just kept her attention concentrated on the compound as it slowly wavered into focus. Beckett squinted, trying to decipher a collection of dark objects lined up to one side.

He pointed at the station. What the hell are those black specks off to the right?

Not sure. They kind of look like some sort of vehicle. But that doesnt make sense. She banked the machine over, giving him a slightly better view. Are those snowcats?

They sure as hell look like cats. But thats crazy. Who would bring a convoy of snowcats all the way up here? Im pretty damn sure wed know about this if the company had ordered it.

Bugger. I knew something didnt feel right. Ill do a low pass. See if we can get a better look before we commit to anything. But I swearJosh is going to have a lot of explaining to do once I get my hands on the man.

Beckett winked at her. Not sure thats really a threat but…”

He grunted when she hit him in the shoulder, some of the tension dissipating. He gave her a smile as she maneuvered the helicopter in line with the vehicles, losing enough altitude theyd be close enough to get a good look as they passed overhead. Movement by the machines caught his attention.
He cocked his head, trying to get a better bead on the object moving across the snow, but the damn shadows blurred the form into nothing more than a black blob. Is that a person? Whats he holding?

Im notshit—”

Her voice cut off as the Plexiglas on the bubble cracked, a sharp metal ping sounding close to his head. McKinley reacted, shoving the cyclic forward, nearly throwing him against the front console as his stomach hit the back of his throat then plummeted into his boots. The straps from the belt cut into his shoulders and waist, knocking the air out of his lungs.

He braced his arm against the doorframe as another series of pings echoed outside. What the hell?

Theyre fucking shooting at us. She banked hard one way, then the other, aiming straight for the ground as the chopper picked up speed. Hold on. Lets see if those bastards can matrix their asses out of the way when Ive got her pegged at full throttle.

Beckett fisted the frame as the helicopter all but dropped out the sky, losing what little altitude theyd had in a matter of seconds. The nauseating maneuvers blurred the surrounding landscape as it rushed past the windows, reducing the scenery into a wash of white and gray. More shots hit the fuselage as she bore down on the men holding what looked like assault rifles before they dove for cover, blasted by the downwash from the blades as she soared over top, missing them and the machines by a few feet. Vortices of snow followed the helicopters path as McKinley sailed across the surface, covering everything in the aircrafts wake with a blast of whirling powder.

God damn, McKinley. Youre going to fly this thing into the ground.

Not quite. But I bet my ass theyll have a hard time pinpointing us when we disappear behind the bunkers.

The bunkers? Shit, theyre only fifteen feet high.

I know.

She banked hard again, pelting the sides of the bunkers with a blast of icy snow as the helicopter skimmed across the surface, following the line of buildings before angling toward a copse of trees to the north. Beckett twisted in his seat, trying to look out the back when one of the snowcats appeared amidst the swirling flakes. Something moved along the back of the machine before a long arm pointed toward them.

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