Rebecca York

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After a series of muggings outside her New Orleans restaurant, Eugenia Beaumont hires Decorah Security to find out who's trying to sabotage her business. Frank Decorah sends Rafe Gascon, a man with psychic powers. He and Eugenia were almost lovers as teenagers, and each thinks the other broke off the relationship. The moment they connect again, old feelings leap to life. Then a murder at a voodoo ceremony in her restaurant makes them both suspects. Can they avoid a voodoo curse, find the real killer and admit the feelings they still have for each other?

While desperately fleeing from the henchmen of a Baltimore mobster, Elizabeth Forester crashes her car into a light pole. She wakes up in the hospital with no memory of who she is. But the moment Doctor Mathew touches her, glimpses of her past come zinging back. Along with the memories, a scorching sexual heat flares between them. Both Matt and Elizabeth have always felt cut off from normal human relationships. Now she senses she could have what she's always craved with the handsome doctor. It's the same for Matt, although professional ethics dictate that he must not get involved with a patient. But he can't walk away from the powerful needs drawing them together. After he rescues Elizabeth from a kidnapper, he knows the only way for them to survive is to strengthen the mysterious bond fusing them together. First, they go up against the mobster. Then, they must confront the mysterious force that has turned these two loners into passionate soulmates.

P. I. Craig Branson has come to New Orleans laser-focused on vengeance for the long-ago murder of his twin brother Sam--collateral damage in a mob hit. But when he meets the fianc of the man responsible, everything changes. Touching Stephanie Swift is disorienting, exhilarating, and highly erotic. They can read each other's thoughts the way he could with his brother, and he knows her father forced her into an engagement she fears and detests. But this mind-to-mind joining is different from what he had with Sam. Now there's an overlay of overwhelming sexual need pulling him and Stephanie together. The connection wraps them in a web of danger-from Stephanie's jealous fianc , and from the man who will stop at nothing to unravel the secrets of their shared past. They must join together to save themselves, yet any misstep in their quest for intimacy could end them both.

Gabriella Bordeaux rushes home after a frantic call from her mother. She arrives to find Mom has died in a fall down the steps of the decaying plantation house where Gabriella grew up. Or was it murder? Is Luke Buckley, the secretive man renting one of the nearby cottages, a killer? The moment Luke and Gabriella touch each other, they establish an intimate link. Thoughts and memories zing back and forth between them along with an overwhelming sexual craving. Before they can explore their astonishing connection, they're on the run from the man desperate to unlock the secrets of Gabriella's past--and from the mob boss bent on killing Luke. Can they uncover the mystery of their shared past and avoid the enemies closing in on them? Strengthening the psychic bond that ties them together may be the key to their salvation.

From New York Times and USA Today Best-Selling Author, Rebecca YorkFrom their first touch New Orleans tarot card reader, Rachel Gregory, and rough -and-tumble entrepreneur, Jake Harper, recognize a strange psychic synergy between them. When they meet at the scene of a murder, they quickly discover an overwhelming sexual pull that grows with the thoughts and memories they unexpectedly share. Accused of the killing, Rachel and Jake go on the run. With sinister forces in hot pursuit, the two work feverishly to strengthen the bonding of mind and body they crave, all too aware that any misstep could be fatal. Together they must unearth the decades-old secrets that are the keys to their survival. But can they uncover the truth before sinister forces destroy them? PRAISE FOR REBECCA YORK"Rebecca York delivers page-turning suspense." -Nora Roberts(Rebecca York) is a real luminary of contemporary series romance -Michael Dirda, The Washington Post Book World"A true master of intrigue." -Rave Reviews"Rebecca York's fast-paced suspense, innovative stories and sexy characters set the standard for paranormal romantic suspense." -Ann Voss Peterson

When Francesca Turner visits her estranged uncle's estate in Florida, she doesn't know she's stepping into a death trap. Only the cunning strategies of werewolf Zane Marshall can save her. But as the two of them are hunted down, they must fight for survival and the happily ever after they both desire. EXCERPT: As Uncle Angelo turned to see what had caught her attention, he made a strangled sound." Oh no. Not now.""What?""Come on. Quick." He turned and took her arm. Dragging her up, he propelled her toward the house. Inside, he headed back to the front hall and opened the double doors to the coat closet. He swept the hanging clothing aside and pressed the edge of the back wall. A door slid open, and he shoved her into a dark, closed space. "Don't make a sound if you don't wanna get dragged into this." Quickly he closed the door, and his footsteps receded. It had all happened so fast that she hardly had time to absorb his words. But as the implications slammed into her, she started to shake. Voices drifted toward her from the back of the house." Don't try it, old man," a threatening baritone advised. She heard something that sounded like a fist slamming into flesh, and someone made a gagging sound. She had to assume one of the men had hit her uncle. God, if she could only call 911 and ask for help from the police. But her phone was in her purse, and it was still on the table on the veranda. Oh no. Her uncle had shoved her into this hidden space at the back of the closet, but the men had surely seen her pocketbook and knew she was here. One of the men was speaking again. "You think you can go up against the boss?""I'm not." Her uncle answered, his voice sounding high and thin." What would you call it?""I was going to let him in on it.""Sure." There was a pause in the threatening conversation, and she held her breath, waiting for what might come next. Not more words, only another cry of pain. She hardly knew her uncle, but it was torture standing here in the dark listening to him being hurt. And there was nothing she could do. If she went out there, they'd just beat her up, too. Or maybe they'd kill a witness. Could she get out of the closet and make it to the street? She wasn't even sure how the hidden door worked, and if she tried to open it, the noise might give her away." You got one more chance." The murderous voice threatened from the back of the house. There was a long pause. It was followed by two little popping sounds that might have been firecrackers. Under the circumstances she was pretty sure they had come from a handgun.