The Hologram Trilogy


The Seduction of Samantha Bowman


The Provocation of Detective Brooks


The Abduction of Hui-Chien Song


Playing an erotic fantasy game seems just the ticket to put a little sizzle back in Samantha Bowman’s life. Samantha escapes to a virtual reality where she feels more sexy and desirable than she has in years. She becomes ever involved, unaware she’s become the pawn of a clever psychopath with deadly intentions. Swept up in a vortex of circumstances, Samantha goes beyond the edge of reason to a place where she attempts the unimaginable . . .

A fast moving story woven with intrigue and skullduggery, love and second chances that races to the climax with a final clash between good and evil.


































When a mysterious cold case file arrives in Detective Brooks’ mailbox, it doesn’t take much to provoke his curiosity. Sparks fly when Brooks falls for Samantha Bowman, a key witness, only to unearth evidence implicating her in a murder plot. Brooks’ investigation unravels the deadly plan and summons a dangerous psychopath from a life on the lam, a killer who returns with his sights set on Samantha. Torn between duty and desire, Brooks comes face to face with a madman who plans to make Brooks his next victim.

A romantic thriller with lots of twists and turns, plenty of erotic spice, and some California sass.









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As a cadet with the Arizona Highway Patrol, Hui-Chien got hands-on experience and some street-cred with the officers while she worked toward a degree in criminal justice. Homicide Detective was her goal—until a blistering hot August day when a routine dispatch to a traffic accident changed her life forever.

A white prison van with dark, tinted windows and a smashed-up front end sat in the ditch.

Two male convicts started up the embankment, heading toward the patrol car.

Hui-Chien swallowed hard; they were almost on her. The gun. Get the gun. Heart slamming, Hui-Chien reached for the weapon and froze as the door squeaked open.

Yanked backwards by her collar, a thick arm covered in tatts plucked her from the car and held her up like a rabbit pulled from a hat. “Hey, Hasan, look what I found!” The giant convict let out a hearty laugh. “It’s a little girl cop.” He squinted at the patch on her shoulder and chuckled. “A little cop-cadet.”

She was in trouble. Big trouble.





























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