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New York Times bestseller
"A page-turning mix of danger, suspense, and passion."
~ New York Times bestselling author Iris Johansen.

A new High Risk series featuring hot, hot, hot former Special Ops heroes.
 
  Freefall    
High R
isk #1

Seeking refuge and determined to pull her life back together, Sabrina Swann returns to the sleepy Southern island of her childhood summers. The last person she expects to encounter there is Zach Tremayne, the boy who stole her heart when she was a girl. There's a haunted look in his eyes that makes her wonder what kind of man he’s become.

Zach Tremayne can’t forget the horror he saw in his last battle in Afghanistan as a Navy SEAL. Now home on Swann Island, he’s surprised to realize he can feel anything again, never mind the sudden sure of desire for this woman from his past.

And when together they discover danger waiting in Swann’s shadows, the woman who is desperate for peace and the man who has sworn off war will realize they are willing to do anything, risk everything, to protect a love neither saw coming...
 
Please check back for photographs from locations in Freefall, more recipes, drawings for autographed books, and other upcoming fun stuff.


















 

EXCERPTS   

EXCERPT ONE

Swann Island, South Carolina


     In her dreams, Hallie Conroy was married to a hottie heart surgeon who could have graced the cover of any of the romance novels she devoured like Godiva truffles.  Together they lived with a pretty four-year-old princess who looked like her, a six-year-old ball of energy whose dazzling smile -- an echo of his father’s -- could make her forgive his youthful transgressions, and a shaggy English sheepdog named Nana who could have stepped right out of Peter Pan.
     Her suburban home was tastefully furnished with pieces handed down through the generations of her family.  A family that, like so many others on Swann Island, traced its roots back to the American Revolution. 
     In her dreams, Hallie’s life was blissful.  Beyond perfect.
     In her dreams, Hallie wasn’t in a cage.
     She heard the crunch of tires on gravel.  The sound of a car engine cutting off.  One door opened.  Then a second.
     Her heart sank.
     Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back against the steel bars, and although it had been a very long time since she’d believed in that hell-and- brimstone vengeful God she’d been taught to fear as a child, Hallie prayed to survive this night.



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EXCERPT TWO

Excerpt from Chapter 24

Plan A -- which had been to land safely, climb the mountain and call in the bombers to blow up the tango stronghold -- was shot.

Plan B -- to use the helo as a shelter, was no longer an option, given the flames. Plus, there were so many holes in the metal sides, Zach figured the Chinook looked like a giant camouflage-painted colander

Which left them with Plan C.
Evacuate the bird before she blew.

If the enemy is in range, so are you.
There is no second place in a gunfight. Winners kill, losers get killed.

With those SEAL maxims ringing in his head, Zach leaped off the ramp.

And - damn - landed in a snowdrift up to his crotch.

They'd crashed in a clearing, allowing the bad guys to shoot from a hidden bunker dug into the mountain.

Hell, the day his team couldn't take out one enemy bunker was the day Zach would trade in his kick-ass cammies for a school crossing guard's uniform back home on Swann Island.

The air was filled with the fruity aroma of cordite and the overwhelming scent of pine oil from the bullet-shredded trees as he charged through the snow, unloading the magazine of his M4 in a continuous burst. . .

"Are you all right?" A voice managed to make itself heard through the gunfire.

Dragging himself out of the all-too-vivid memory, Zach found himself looking down into Sabrina Swann's concerned green eyes.

"Sure. Why?"

"Because you seemed to sort of spaced out."

Busted. He rotated his shoulders, which felt as hard as boulders.  Shit.  He was royally screwed.  Not knowing exactly what had happened, he figured there was no point in lying.

He rubbed the heel of his hand against his chaotic heart. "For how long?"

"Don't worry." Her hand was on his arm, her light touch soothing. "It was only a second. And since Harlan received a phone call at the same time, no one noticed."

Across the room, the doctor was talking on a cell phone while his wife looked on, her expression resigned.

Zach might be in the library of a Southern mansion, but his blood was still as cold as if he were back in the Afghan mountains.

You. Will. Not. Disintegrate.

"You noticed."

"True," she admitted.

He looked for fear in her gaze. Or worse yet pity. What he thought he saw was, amazingly, understanding.

"But I'm not telling."

Zach considered tossing back the rest of the whiskey he never should have tasted in the first place.  Instead, he put the glass down on the inlaid wood table beside the sofa.  

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Wouldn't it be cool if it were that easy?
If the entire incident could be dropped.
Gone.
Forgotten.

Zach figured the chances of that happening were about, oh, a gazillion to one. Because first of all, Sabrina Swann was a woman, and he'd never met one of her kind yet who didn't want to talk a subject to death.

And second, if he was going to end up working on Swannsea, she had the right to know that sure, he ha d a few problems.  But he was getting help for them.  And she didn't have to worry about him going postal and shooting everyone on the island.

As they went into the dining room, Sabrina's sideways glance told him she knew he'd rather take on an entire terrorist cell than sit through an evening of politely inane dinner conversation.

"Don't worry," she murmured. "It'll be over before you know it."

"Yeah," Zach muttered back. "I hear that's what they say about firing squads."



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REVIEWS    
   

JoAnn Ross has done it again! FREEFALL will keep you on the edge of your seat until the last page. Not only does she get the best of your paranoia, she keeps you guessing until the very end. FREEFALL is impossible to put down once you pick it up!  ~  Amy LaVora NovelTalk


"An intense thriller. . . .the perfect edge of your seat mystery.  . .  will most definitely blow you away."  ~ Kate Garrabrant, Romance Reviews Today


"Crackling romantic suspense. . . A riveting plot and exquisite characterizations prove, once again, that Ross is a master." ~ Barbara Samuels, BookPage


5 STARS!  This story not only sizzles with romance, but explodes with action and intrigue. . . a phenomenal read that will keep you engrossed until way past your bed time.  ~ Detra Fitch, Huntress Reviews


JoAnn Ross weaves a tapestry of terror like no other author does. You can feel hearts beating in overdrive . . . you can taste the terror in this seaside village. No author can put words together and tell a story like Ms. Ross. FREEFALL is a romantic thriller that sizzles with passion and danger. The story is a page-turner leading up to an ending you must read to believe. What an incredible story!  ~ Suzanne Tucker, Fresh Fiction



Ross kicks off a searing new trilogy by delving deep into the damaged souls of her two protagonists. Not only does this story follow the trail of a dangerous killer, it also focuses on the strength of purpose required to rebuild shattered lives. All the patented Ross sizzle and drama make this time well spent!   ~ Jill M. Smith, Romantic Times


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