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
Replacing the receiver, she sighed, resigned
to leave the comfort of her bed.
“Got to go to work, Izzy?”
Brady’s voice came from behind her and not
for the first time, Isabella
wondered if he realized he used so many variants of her name. She had noticed it a lot in the last few weeks but didn’t
think he did. Tonight, for some reason, it
bothered her more than ever.
When he was driving into her or when they
were warm and cozy, sharing a few
quiet moments, he called her Bella. She found herself coming to enjoy every time the name rolled off his tongue. It
was special to her but she didn’t want to dwell
on why at the moment. Instead, she counted off in her head his use of Isabella.
When they were around others, coworkers or
just talking in general, he used her
full name. At times like this, when interrupted by her job, he used Izzy in a distant, unaffected tone. The tag was
starting to grate on her nerves.
She twisted on an angle toward him, unable
to keep from caressing his body with
her gaze. The sheet only covered his hips and navel, leaving his abs and biceps exposed to her hungry eyes.
What I wouldn’t give for ten more minutes
with him tonight.
“Umm, yeah. It was Connor. I have to go. A
woman who’s been missing for
thirty-six hours was found dead down by the docks.” She headed to her closet as Brady got off the bed.
“Damn. Connor suspects foul play?”
Pulling a denim shirt from her closet and a
pair of jeans, Isabella turned to
look at him as he grabbed his clothes. Her breath hitched as he covered his tight ass with his Jockeys and jeans. It
was a shame to see such perfection hidden.
With a small shake of her head, Isabella
pulled herself from her musings and reached into her top dresser drawer for
panties and a bra. “Yeah. The woman’s
been missing for over a day and from what he said, she’s naked.” Her hands shook as she put on her panties and
willed herself to calm down and think it all
through.
“Connor didn’t say much else.” Turning her
back to Brady, she shook out her
jeans, put both legs in and pulled them up. So lost in her thoughts and trying to get a grip on her emotions, she
didn’t hear him come up behind her, until he
placed his hands on her shoulders.
“Do you want me to go with you, Izzy? I’ll
assist in any way I can.”
Touched beyond means by his offer, she
turned in his arms. “Thanks, but no.
You know I’ve been through it all before.
Don’t make it a bigger deal than it has to
be. I’ve seen this kind of thing many times, over and over.”
She sounded like a bitch but couldn’t let
the fact they were having sex get in
the way of her job. They had an unspoken agreement, no commitments, and let one another do what they had to do,
never coddling each other or making bigger
issues of anything.
“I know you have, Izzy, but sometimes….
Hell, never mind. It’s cool.” She
could tell by the look in his eyes he was frustrated but didn’t want to show it.
Good, let him be pissed, irritated or
anything other than caring. She
understood he was a man used to taking care of others, but she’d be damned before she leaned on him.
After taking her gun from where it was
locked up, she clipped the holster to the
waistband of her slacks and adjusted it to where she liked it. Pulling her hair back into a scrunchie, she turned to face
her lover, certain she had her emotions in
check. “Thanks for coming over tonight. It was, as always, the exact thing I needed.”
For just a moment, she saw an emotion—maybe
anger—cross his face, but it was
gone so quickly she might have imagined it.
With what looked like a forced smile to her,
Brady shrugged. “Always here for
you, babe, whenever you have an itch.” His voice held the cold, detachment she was coming to dislike. He grabbed up
his leather jacket near the door, but
stopped before crossing the threshold. He turned to her, staring at her in a way she had never seen before. “I know
you won’t—seriously know you won’t—but if
you happen to need me, I’m only a phone call
away.”
She couldn’t even ascertain what sensations
spread through her body at his words.
As she watched him walk out of her bedroom, she could identify only one emotion.
Loss.
Feeling like she was on a tightrope easily
broken at any moment, she shook
herself of her musings as she heard the front door close. She patted her pockets and sides. Keys, badge, gun.
She was ready to face the night ahead. Detective
Isabella Knowles, one of Trenton’s finest, was ready to catch the bad guys.
Too bad she couldn’t allow herself to be
caught. Love and the badge didn’t mix.
For a few short hours she could let her hair down, let her lover drive himself into her body and fill her thoughts.
But she’d never let a man drive himself into
her heart. Never.
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