ILLUSIONS
By Kacey Hammell
Book 1: In the Arms of the Law
(also includes bonus short story, TIED DOWN)
Genres: Contemporary, Suspense, Paranormal (Seer), Erotic, Romance
ISBN:
978-0-9877993-3-3
Word Count: 50,000
Release Date: January
20th, 2016
Author’s Note: Illusions was previously released with another publisher. It
has received minor revisions for reissue.
Also
includes a bonus short story
Protection. Adventure. Love.
It's all found within The Arms of the Law...
Detective Isabella Knowles, a tough-as-nails cop, lives by the law, and
knows what she wants out of life. And it doesn't include marriage or all that
comes with it. Everything Isabella has ever known seems like an
illusion when a new relationship makes her feel more alive than ever
before. She isn’t happy about it and fights it every step of the
way.
Burned by his fiancée years ago, seer and P.I., Brady Jacobs never wants
another commitment in his life. But his bachelorhood and heart are
threatened when he has one of his visions and see a killer striking too close
to the woman he has recently come to love.
Danger lurks close to home and neither Brady nor Isabella like that they
can’t control every situation…especially matters of the heart.
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Excerpt,
Kacey Hammell, © 2016
He
scooped up the bowl of Peanut M&Ms she loved so much, and tucked it under
his right forearm. He sauntered down the hallway to her bedroom. As he looked
into the living area, he spotted the framed photo of her mother on top of the
TV.
With a quick glance down the hallway, he considered how long he had before she came looking for him. He set the drinks and bowl on the hallway table by the phone, and headed toward the TV.
He picked up the photo of Stacey Knowles; he couldn’t help notice the resemblance between mother and daughter. Both carried the trait of the wild and untamable red hair, the sassy grin, and the sparkling blue eyes. The only real difference between the two women was Isabella had dimples on both cheeks and her mother had none.
Unbidden and out of nowhere, a thought occurred to him.
This is probably what Bella will look like in five to ten years. The same wrinkles–crow’s feet around the eyes and laugh lines around the mouth. Wonder if her eyes will sparkle like that after she has children?
Feeling a sense of fright over his thoughts, Brady set the picture back on the TV. The thought of her older and a mother scared the hell out of him. Those were images he wasn’t going to ponder. What he had with her was going smoothly and nothing had changed for him. He still didn’t want commitment or a full-time relationship with anyone, even her.
Then why is she the only babe you’ve dated in nearly three months, bub?
Closing his eyes, trying to clear the wayward thoughts now plaguing him, Brady heard Isabella calling him.
“Where did you go, to the springs to get the water, Jacobs? Dying of thirst here!”
Laughing, Brady headed back to the hallway. He picked up the bowl and glasses and hollered, “I’m coming, I’m coming. So impatient, baby.” His voice died away as he walked over the threshold of her bedroom and came to a standstill.
Amid the mountain of white sheets and comforter haphazardly spread out from their sexual romp, Bella sat with her back to him, staring out the window. She looked like a goddess among the clouds. What she saw and what she was thinking he didn’t speculate. He couldn’t. The vision of her stole his thoughts, and his breath. Transfixed by the beauty of her golden skin, tanned from exposure to the sun, and her auburn-red mane hanging down her back in a thick, tumbled mass, his heart felt the familiar pinch her nearness caused.
He’d dated many beautiful women in his time but Bella, for all her toughness, seemed more beautiful and fragile to him when she was like this. When no one was watching, she would get the look of a scared, lost child. Her mask fell away.
She was stunning and confused the hell out of him when he caught her unaware as he did now. He wanted to take away her worries and fear. He wanted to protect her and take away her pain. He’d do anything for her.
With a quick glance down the hallway, he considered how long he had before she came looking for him. He set the drinks and bowl on the hallway table by the phone, and headed toward the TV.
He picked up the photo of Stacey Knowles; he couldn’t help notice the resemblance between mother and daughter. Both carried the trait of the wild and untamable red hair, the sassy grin, and the sparkling blue eyes. The only real difference between the two women was Isabella had dimples on both cheeks and her mother had none.
Unbidden and out of nowhere, a thought occurred to him.
This is probably what Bella will look like in five to ten years. The same wrinkles–crow’s feet around the eyes and laugh lines around the mouth. Wonder if her eyes will sparkle like that after she has children?
Feeling a sense of fright over his thoughts, Brady set the picture back on the TV. The thought of her older and a mother scared the hell out of him. Those were images he wasn’t going to ponder. What he had with her was going smoothly and nothing had changed for him. He still didn’t want commitment or a full-time relationship with anyone, even her.
Then why is she the only babe you’ve dated in nearly three months, bub?
Closing his eyes, trying to clear the wayward thoughts now plaguing him, Brady heard Isabella calling him.
“Where did you go, to the springs to get the water, Jacobs? Dying of thirst here!”
Laughing, Brady headed back to the hallway. He picked up the bowl and glasses and hollered, “I’m coming, I’m coming. So impatient, baby.” His voice died away as he walked over the threshold of her bedroom and came to a standstill.
Amid the mountain of white sheets and comforter haphazardly spread out from their sexual romp, Bella sat with her back to him, staring out the window. She looked like a goddess among the clouds. What she saw and what she was thinking he didn’t speculate. He couldn’t. The vision of her stole his thoughts, and his breath. Transfixed by the beauty of her golden skin, tanned from exposure to the sun, and her auburn-red mane hanging down her back in a thick, tumbled mass, his heart felt the familiar pinch her nearness caused.
He’d dated many beautiful women in his time but Bella, for all her toughness, seemed more beautiful and fragile to him when she was like this. When no one was watching, she would get the look of a scared, lost child. Her mask fell away.
She was stunning and confused the hell out of him when he caught her unaware as he did now. He wanted to take away her worries and fear. He wanted to protect her and take away her pain. He’d do anything for her.
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