The Book
Publisher:
Kensington Books
Print Length:
416 pages
Publication
Date: January 27, 2015
Years ago, the McClouds and their friends rescued little Sveti Ardova
from ruthless organ traffickers. Now she’s all grown up, and getting into some
scorching trouble of her own . . .
NO SURRENDER
The risks ex-cop Sam Petrie has taken have turned his life into a
train wreck. So he has nothing to lose by doubling down as the elusive Svetlana
Ardova’s unwanted bodyguard on her ill-advised trip to Italy. Her crusade
against modern slavery has blazoned a bullseye on her chest, but when one of
the death threats against her almost hits the mark, Sam’s protective instincts
go into overdrive. Every lethal obstacle and trap they encounter ups the
stakes—and the undeniable heat between them.
Now they’re spiraling in on a deadly and explosive secret—one that
could either redeem them or destroy them … and the closer they get, the shorter
the fuse …
Praise for Shannon McKenna
"The McCloud series is an auto buy for me." --Maya Banks
"McKenna writes intense, sensual stories." --The B&N
Review
"Shannon McKenna makes the pulse pound." –BookPage
The Author
Shannon
McKenna is the NYT bestselling author of over ten action packed, turbocharged
romantic thrillers, among which are the stories of the wildly popular McCloud
series. She loves tough and heroic alpha males, heroines with the brains and
guts to match them, villains who challenge them to their utmost, adventure,
scorching sensuality, and most of all, the redemptive power of true love. Since
she was small she has loved abandoning herself to the magic of a good book, and
her fond childhood fantasy was that writing would be just like that, but with
the added benefit of being able to take credit for the story at the end. Alas,
the alchemy of writing turned out to be messier than she'd ever dreamed. But
what the hell, she loves it anyway, and hopes that readers enjoy the results of
her alchemical experiments. She loves to hear from her readers. Contact her at
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Read an Excerpt
All yours. Sam's fantasy head rush was swiftly quenched when
Sveti lunged for the door. He blocked her way. "No way."
Her golden eyes widened, shocked. "You don't think
you're keeping me in here, do you? You're not serious!"
"You heard Tam," Sam replied. "You leave this
room, and she comes after my balls with the bolt-cutters."
Sveti's chest heaved, which highlighted her excellent nipple
hard-on. "What Tam might do to you is nothing compared to what I will do
to you if you try to stop me from walking out that door."
Sam reached, and flicked the knob lock. "I'll take my
chances."
She crossed her arms over the nipple jut. "Wrong
answer."
"Yeah? What are you going to do to me? You got a pair
of bolt-cutters under your skirt, too?"
She snorted. "Most guys seem to think so."
He admired the hot flush staining her cheekbones. "I
don't."
"Good for you. Congratulations. You're very brave. Now
get out of my way. I can't stand being confined. Not after what happened to
me."
He waved that away. "Don't play the
captive-waif-in-the-dungeon pity card with me. It's old and tired. Move
on."
Her jaw sagged, in utter shock. "You asshole!"
"Yeah, sure," he agreed. "I have nothing to
lose. You already think I'm a dickhead. Why not say whatever I damn well
please?"
Curling wisps of hair swayed around her chin as she shook
her head. "I have bigger problems than your unrequited crush,
Petrie!"
"Burrrrrnnn," he murmured. "Tell me about
those big problems, since we're shut in here together. You can start with the
death threats."
Her eyes slid away. "I do not want to discuss
that."
"Too bad. I say we do."
A tense silence followed that statement. She flicked him a
wary glance from under those long lashes. "You can't bully me," she
said.
"You think not?" he said. "Let's see about
that. Spit it out. Who, what, where and when. Was it that sweatshop bust, six
months ago? Those piece of shit snakeheads Helen Wong and Him Goh?"
Her eyes went wide and startled. "How do you know about
them?"
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