SOLE SURVIVOR Paperback Release & Other Works

Paperback cover

Just a reminder that SOLE SURVIVOR can also be ordered in paperback, not just e-book. However, the e-book edition is just $1.99 as is available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Sony, Kobo, and through Smashwords in a variety of formats.


The sequel, FATAL TARGET, is in progress and should be available either in August or early fall at the latest.

For more adventures from the crew at J. Carter & Associates, check out the novella AGAINST THE CLOCK and the script version which is on my website for free. The novella is $0.99 and is available through all major e-book outlets including Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords. 


Hopefully, this will keep readers busy while I work on STEAL YOU AWAY (cover art coming soon!) and TRUST NO ONE.


And here's an exclusive excerpt from FATAL TARGET:

May 5^th, 2007

                “..Happy birthday to you!” sang the gathered group. There were a dozen people crowded into the small apartment’s living room. At the center of the commotion, her face flushed red from embarrassment, sat Katherine. Beside her, his crooked smile wide, sat her boyfriend and confidante.

                Candles glowed in the darkened room. She took a deep breath and blew. The flames flickered out, smoke trailing, as their friends clapped.

                “I’m gonna kill you for this,” she hissed through clenched teeth at Aidan.

                “You know you love it.”

                An ear-piercing whistle cut through the noise. “Stop making faces, Kat, and let’s cut that damn cake. I’m starving.”

                The overhead lights flipped on with a buzz. She rolled her ice blue eyes at the voice. Marc Pearson leaned against a wall, quite at home, with a beer in his hand. As usual, he wore all black, the shirt tight-fitted over well-defined muscles.

                “Just for that, you don’t get a piece.”

                He pouted. “That’s harsh.”

                “Suck it up, Pearson.”

                Katherine stood up, her legs draped in dark denim. Aidan followed her lead, a hand resting against her waist, as he guided her through the small crowd.

                In the kitchen, her cake waited, devoid of candles, with a knife. A stack of small paper plates and forks lay beside it on the countertop. Aidan took up the knife, cutting deftly through the sheet cake.

                “Which piece do you want, babe?” he asked.

                “Give me a flower.”

                He nodded, cutting out a large blue flower on a corner for her. With the birthday girl’s piece secured, he sliced a neat grid through the cake, methodically cutting pieces. Kat helped transfer the cake to plates, passing them and forks around their friends.

                Once the majority of the cake was gone, Kat took her piece. She devoured the frosted flower first, blue icing tinting her lips. She didn’t care as she munched on the moist yellow cake. Aidan leaned against the counter beside her, a narrow slice in his hands.

                “Good cake?”

                “Delicious,” she mumbled, her mouth full.

                Aidan grinned. “Happy Birthday, Katy. I love you.”

                “Love you too.”