Bøger af Lacey Dancer

Although her J. B. Starr fans were eagerly awaiting her next best-selling novel, author Pippa Weldon was staring at pages of her characters stubbornly refusing to cooperate with her storyline. When all else fails, travel was guaranteed to refresh her imagination and teach her capricious characters a lesson.A quick call her travel agent provides the perfect solution to her problem. A Caribbean cruise. Not just any cruise but one featuring a world renown psychic, Joseph Luck. For years, her imagination has flirted with the gift in her futuristic novels. Not only would meeting Joseph Luck provide an opportunity to extend her research but it was just the thing to break the spell of boredom that had taken the edge from her writing.On her plane trip to the port of call for the cruise ship, Pippa finds more than psychic information on her mind. Always on the look-out for a new look for her imaginary characters, Pippa finds a fellow passenger intriguing. He was male-model handsome with a walk that warned anyone with the smallest intelligence to tread carefully in his presence. This was a MAN in capital letters, a forceful, decisive individual who reluctantly agreed to her exchanging places with his seatmate for the duration of the flight. Pippa enjoyed her time with a very alpha male who parried her questions with skill and power.Discovering her very interesting prototype's name was Joshua Luck sharpened her interest. What were the odds? It would have been so easy to simply ask whether they would be sharing the cruise. Instead, she chose silence. She did so love a mystery.

RJ Ryder is a war veteran with a past that has cost him his future. He lost his right leg and the ability to father children in a landmine explosion in the Middle East. When Lydia North dares him to fight for his future, he takes her job offer as second in command of her growing construction company. In the first weeks of work, he is almost involved in accident on a building site. Nancy Jackson slams into the man Lydia has brought into the company, shoving him out of harms' way. Not realizing Nancy has no idea of his injury, he is furious. An uneasy alliance develops between them, aided by the geographic distance between them and the demands of their positions with North Enterprises. RJ is the head of the office part of the company and Nancy heads the work crews on the job sites all over Florida and South Georgia. Professionally, they complement one another. The Live Oak Project, one of North's most ambitious undertakings, throws them together in ways that can't be ignored of made easier by geographic distance. They have to deal face to face. Two of the sons of the founding families have formed an alliance to bring the small town of Live Oak into the twenty-first century while keeping intact the heritage that matters so much to those who have created the community. When a bit of thievery at the new job site turns into a stakeout to find the thief, RJ and Nancy are suddenly confronted with an abused child and a dying dog. United to save the child and the pet she loves, they embark on a journey that is filled with one crisis after another. The damage in the aftermath of a hurricane. An angry judge. Lydia's father who needs something from his daughter. The missing father of the abused child. The child's identity. The huge amount of work involved in bringing the Channing-Weston vision for Live Oak to fruition. Add in another wedding and two honeymoons into the mix and it is a recipe for controlled chaos, filled with tears, laughter and changes. The two opponents and sometimes friends, find that all their differences are outweighed by the way they can solve problems and beat the odds. The law wants one thing and they are determined to have another at all costs. They assemble an army of friends in this community that they are working to help. All the characters of Book,1, 2, and 3 make their contributions. They have seen these two in action and have joined the fight to save Honey and BeBe.

"Run," Randi whispered. Lucy sprinted for the door, fearing that at any moment she would hear a gunshot, killing the only family she had. Randi, her best friend, her sister of the heart had put herself between the man with the gun and her. She ran for help, to Archer, the man Randi loved.Alex, Archer beside him, caught her as she leapt off the porch and into his arms, words pouring out of her. The men moved into action as the gunman dragged Randi from the house and into a pasture housing a cantankerous donkey. The animal attacked. Randi escaped.When it was over, Lucy sat in the living room, trying to relax as her world changed with each breath she drew. For Randi's sake, she had come to Live Oak. She was wearing boots and they weren't the dressy kind. These were real boots with mud on them. She woke up to cows mooing and that damn donkey that just saved Randi's life braying. The man beside her, Archer's best friend, Alex Weston was a fine example of the male of the species and if he hadn't been Archer's friend, she just might have taken him up on the challenge he represented. However, he was a farmer and she was a city girl. Live Oak was an okay place to visit if she didn't mind giving up lattes, her shoe boutiques, and expensive restaurants. Yes, Alex had picked her up in his own plane when he had brought her north from South Florida. In spite of driving a tractor in his own fields, he didn't match her idea of a farmer. Although handsome as a sexy film star, he was still not her type of man. She was not a woman built for home and hearth. His roots were buried deep in the north Florida soil. What's a woman to do? Especially when that woman had to rebuild her life from the ground up in a new city, with a new job in an area of the state about which she knew very little. Add in finding and making a new home and her plate was overflowing with complications.Alex was the biggest complication of all. He made her question her life and all her decisions. He challenged her and she so loved a challenge. Most important of all, he understood the games she played and showed her just how well he could play games too.

Felicity Ramsey felt the unknown hunter closing in. She didn't know who he was, whose orders he followed. She didn't know if that man was the mastermind of the hunt for a dead woman that neither man had any reason to believe still lived. The computer programs she had designed offered no answers. Only her lethally honed instincts told her that all that she had created was at risk.Skye Farm and Skye/Sea existed in the sunlight, not in her shadow world. They and those who called both home and haven must be protected. It was time to go hunting but first she had to deal with the twenty trainees who had come to the Farm for specialized instruction in covert ops, tactics and weapons. Her classes were expensive and the screening of those who wished to attend was stringent. She had no desire to burp baby terrorists.One trainee, Mia, caught her eye. The two week course proved that the young woman was worth the extra training Felicity had offered. A routine monitoring of outside contacts of the trainees and the mention of a name from the past gave Felicity the lead she sought to the hunter she sensed.The hunter had a name. Ace Faulkner.The man who gave the orders raised a red flag. Chasing a dead woman made no sense. What was hiding in the shadows? More importantly. Who?Felicity knew it was time to hunt. The safety of Skye Farm and the world she had created was at stake. Ace had no leads on the dead woman he sought. The assignment made no sense and the man who had given it to him was not someone he respected. He was chasing shadows.A message was ordered to be sent to Ace in the form of a savage beating of Mia, his one time lover. Felicity arrived too late to stop the attack but not too late to kill the four man team. A sound at the front door. Gun drawn, she turned, ready to protect, to kill.Ace came in fast, his gun ready. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you where you stand," he demanded, his eyes on Mia's battered body. Four other bodies decorated his living room floor. There was blood everywhere."Mia needs help."He had a choice. He could believe she was there to help or she had been a party to the beating. The four dead bodies made the first choice the most likely explanation. "You first." He nodded toward her gun.Felicity didn't hesitate. She tucked the Beretta in the holster at the small of her back. If she had to, she could kill him later if necessary.

At seventeen years old, Lorelei Starke was America's hope for gymnastic gold. A car crash cost her full use of her leg, a damaged voice and years of surgeries and physical therapy. Because of the hounding of the media, pity and sympathy of friends and family, and the scars on heart and body, she retreated to the country and her aunt's house to recover, to build a new life for herself. Financially secure, challenged by her career in computer game design, she was content. If she longed for more, no one but she knew.Alex Kane, Atlanta computer software executive, had pursued personal success with single minded determination. He had taken on all comers in a highly competitive field and won. He was at the top of his game and he wasn't ready to even take a vacation until a physical exam highlighted what he was doing to his body. This was one battle he couldn't afford to lose and it was the only battle he wanted to deny. A wrong turn, a rundown house and a lost dog brought the woman out of the fog, a woman who didn't speak. Her daily ride, a ritual that was as necessary as breathing, was interrupted by curses and a man.Alex didn't fit her world. Lorelei couldn't live in his. Was living for the moment all that was possible?

Escape! Her stalker was out on bail. She was sheltering in place in her condo like a prisoner. He was free to walk the streets and she didn't dare go out for fear of another attack. Her life was in shreds because of one man's obsession for revenge when she was promoted above him. Miranda Major picked up her handbag, walked out of her home, and got into her car. The interstate stretched in front of her. An escape to a future she never expected with a man she had met before her life had been shattered. Only she would land in a mud puddle, her hair dripping from the rain pouring down when that man astride a big gray horse was staring at her. Archer Channing had been sleek and elegant in his suit when she had first met him, nothing like the rugged male who dismounted with fluid grace and offered her a hand out of the puddle. Miranda hadn't had a destination in mind. What had prompted her choice of this place? The farming community of Live Oak was so far removed from the sophistication and polish of South Florida that it could have been on another planet. Archer was a favored son of one of the oldest founding families. She was a woman with no family and danger was right on her heels. Archer, a man she barely knew offered her help and shelter. With Archer, she could finally be Randi, not Miranda. More, he showed her just what a small town could do when faced with a threat to one of its citizens. It didn't seem to matter that she hadn't been born in Live Oak. It mattered that Archer stood beside her ready to fight with her against the man who wanted her dead. With Archer came his friends and the justice of small-town law.Had Randi finally found a home? A family? A place to put down roots?

Lydia North turned visions into homes and businesses. Her company, North Enterprises, built to last, to be kind to the environment and to lift an area into the future while still paying homage to the past. Archer Channing and Alex Weston had a vision for the agricultural community of Live Oak. Now it was her vision too. This time she wasn't just building, but investing financially in the future. Along comes Max Greene, ready and willing to buy into the concept that Archer and Alex have for Live Oak's step into the twenty-first century. He's in the mood for a change and decides he wants to be more than a behind the scenes money man. He wants to get his hands dirty. It has been years since he had done manual labor but a man doesn't forget his roots.But first, he has to convince a tiny female dynamo with inky black hair and a body to send even a dead man's blood pressure skyrocketing that he could get the job done. He solves the first problem but the second is a bit more difficult. How did he convince a woman who needed no man to protect and support her that he wanted to walk beside her, not have her walk behind him? Lydia recognized a challenge when Max stared her in the face. She had cut her teeth on the males of the species and thought she knew all the moves. Max showed her more about herself than she thought existed. From the first, he accepted the woman she was, the woman who rode a motorcycle to unwind, who lived in a motorhome instead of a house and climbed onto heavy construction equipment as though she had been born an excavator. When Lydia set a goal, a hurricane couldn't stop her. When Max built his success, a bomb didn't destroy him. Are their differences greater than their strengths?

PRICE OF FAME AND PERFECTION. Jason Starke 'The Iceman' had earned his nickname both on and off the ice. The Olympic Gold Medalist was a brilliant technician on the ice, a dazzling master of the silver blades. 'Perfection on ice' was his life. In private, Jason felt nothing. He viewed the world as a giant game board, people as players and himself as the master who wrote the rules.He wanted more. His sport had given him wealth and power but stolen his ability to feel. Now he wanted to create a legacy that would live beyond him, a sports complex that would bring together the best support staff of the ice skating world for the benefit of each generation to come. Because he knew what his career had cost him he wanted more for those coming after him. He wanted the fire and heart that he no longer had. Diana Diamond was a woman shrouded in mystery who create ice skating programs that fired the imagination and the senses. She was the obsession he had to have for his dream to be complete. Diana wanted nothing to do with amateur skating again. She had almost lost her life pursuing her own Olympic dreams. Now her world was choreography, creating programs for professional ice skaters who were the best of the best. Choreography was her passion and perfection her goal.Fire and Ice. When the two meet, the game begins and the rules change.

A family is taken hostage while under government protection. Because the Raynors are transported to another country, normal government channels are not possible. Felicity is called in to rescue the hostages. Time is short. Despite the lack of sufficient data for the rescue, with Ace leading the team on the ground, Felicity gets everyone back to the United States. Cameron, her second in command is seriously wounded. A governmental leak is suspected. Felicity hunts the informant through the halls of government and secret agencies and even into the private sector. Utilizing her extensive information network and her global contacts she searches for the man behind the plot to kill Adam Raynor and stop his private consortium formed to destroy the stranglehold of the drug cartels.