Escape from Devil's Den

July 16, 2024

Escape from Devil's Den

Escape from Devil’s Den (Harlequin Romantic Suspense)
by Bonnie Vanak

About Escape from Devil’s Den

Escape from Devil’s Den (Harlequin Romantic Suspense)
Romantic Suspense
Setting – Where does your book take place? Florida and North Carolina
Publisher ‏ : ‎ Harlequin Romantic Suspense (July 23, 2024)
Mass Market Paperback ‏ : ‎ 272 pages
ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1335502440
ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1335502445
Digital ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0CK8RG5GJ

She’s found the perfect disguise…

Until he uncovers the truth!

FBI agent Jace Beckett goes undercover to infiltrate the motorcycle gang Devil’s Patrol. But he never expected to encounter his stunning former fiancée, Kara Wilmington, hanging around the criminal organization. The gorgeous businesswoman is determined to protect her property—and her family—when she finds out that her cousin is involved with the DP. But as Kara and Jace relentlessly pursue the DP’s ruthless jewel-theft ring, it’s not only Jace’s cover that’s at risk. It’s their lives…

From Harlequin Romantic Suspense: Danger. Passion. Drama.

About Bonnie Vanak

Bonnie Vanak is a multi-published author of paranormal, historical, and suspense romance novels. After a career in journalism, she became a writer for an international charity, traveling to poor countries like Haiti to write about issues affecting the poor. When the strain of her job demanded a diversion, she turned to her childhood dream of writing books. Bonnie lives in Florida with her husband and rescue dogs. Visit her website at www.bonnievanak.com.

Enjoy an Excerpt

A crunching noise outside awakened him like a gunshot. Jace bolted upright, glanced at the clock, every cell tingling a threat.
Nearly five. Glock in hand, he padded over to the window, lifted the dirty lace curtains with the back of his left hand. He could see clearly outside. In the darkness, he knew no one could see inside their room.
The narrow back alleyway, flanked by straggly trees and scrub brush, was little more than a dirt road mixed with old coral rock. In a thin wash of pale moonlight, he saw them. Two figures in black, striding down the alley. At the window of each room, they paused and peered inside. He didn’t need to see their clothing to know they were wearing leather, and biker boots. Judging from how tall they were, one was Big Mike. The other, maybe Snake.
Looking for them.
A chill raced down his spine. Jace had insisted on the room at the end. Good thing, for the pair had started at the opposite end.
Pressing against the window, he held his breath as he watched the shadows creep closer. Pale moonlight dappled the ground as their boots crunched the gravel. Moonlight glinted off the metal barrels of the handguns they held.
Damn. He considered his next move. Stay here? Obviously not, for they’d be as good as dead. Flee, but where? They’d hear the bike, guess what happened and pursue them once more.
Unless… Jace smiled.
Dropping the curtain, he raced over to the bed, jiggled Kara awake with a gentle shake to her slim shoulders.
“Let’s go.”
Only two words, but she was awake, rubbing her eyes and drawing on her jeans and T-shirt. His very male brain gave a brief, protesting sigh as all that lovely, pale skin was covered in cloth, but at the same time he was sheathing his sidearm in his back holster and grabbing their packs, heading toward the warped door.