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Project: Silhouette

Author(s): Ruth D. Kerce

Garret Renke needs help. The Shadows his sister created for the government have attached themselves to him, and their sexual cravings are insatiable. Until he can destroy them, he'll never be free.

Trapped in Garret's cabin during a snow storm, Regina Howard, his sister's former assistant, has now been dragged into his nightmare. The fact that she's smart, beautiful, and sexy doesn't made things any easier. Regina's familiar with the Shadows though and can help. If she's willing.

Gina is shocked to find the Shadows attached to Garret, the head security hunk for Project: Silhouette. She's fantasized more than once about being alone with him. But not like this. Unless they overload the Shadows' powers, they're both in for a dangerous ride.

Only one way exists to destroy the dark creatures -- hot and raunchy sex.

Praise for Project: Silhouette


"As can be expected from this author, the sex scenes are absolutely scorching, exploring all possibilities, and most certainly not for the faint of heart!"
-- Lynn, Fallen Angel Reviews

"I was totally enthralled by the sex. The plot was different and refreshing... Ms. Kerce provided wonderful descriptions of the characters and I was able to allow myself to believe in her paranormal story."
-- Marcy Arbitman, The Romance Studio

"Ruth D. Kerce brings the reader a story of sexual energy strong enough to overload creatures who feed off of it.... This is not a story for the faint of heart. The reader should be prepared for one hot ride!"
4½ Stars! -- Candy, Ecataromance Sensual


Project: Silhouette
Ruth D. Kerce
Second Edition
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Copyright ©2014 Ruth D. Kerce
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Every minute of silence that passed felt like an hour. She'd heard the driver get out of this car and get into the other car, hadn't she? That's what it had sounded like. In her head, she kept trying to make sense of the noises, replaying them.

Her panicked thoughts, and lack of sufficient air, caused her to drift in and out of consciousness. Pieces of time seemed missing from her memory. Other memories turned foggy, and she wasn't certain now what was real and what was simply hopeful imagination.

She feared making any noise in case they actually hadn't left her and one or both of them remained in the car, maybe sleeping. One of the men had flashed a serrated knife in her face and the other had carried a gun with a silencer attached. When they'd approached her, neither of them had said a word. Just grabbed her, restrained her, and stuffed her away, before she could even utter a protest.

After what felt like an eternity, she heard another car approaching. She prayed for a highway patrolman or some other law enforcement person. The car slowed and stopped nearby. She held her breath, listening intently. Please, please, please...

A car door slammed. Another stretch of silence.

Taking maybe the only chance she'd get, she kicked against the inside of the trunk to draw attention. After a few moments, she heard a scraping sound so close by it startled her. Someone was opening the trunk. Thank goodness!

The lid lifted and a tall, massive-looking form loomed over her. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the huge shadow in the dark. Her first instinct was to scream, but she didn't utter a sound. Not that she could have screamed with her mouth taped. She lay statue still, frozen and waiting. Obviously a man stood over her. But friend or foe? The stranger grumbled while he fiddled with something in his hands.

What in the world was he doing? Thankful the lid was open, she breathed in the cold, fresh air while she had the chance. A silhouette moved behind the stranger, but she couldn't really make out the shape. He wasn't alone.

A light suddenly hit her in the face, startling her. She curled into herself and squinted from the brightness.

"Hello, Cle -- what the fuck?" The man moved the beam over her body. With a click of a switch, he doused the glow.

At hearing his words, any hope of rescue died. From his response to seeing her, his semi-friendly hello before his voice turned harsh, he definitely wasn't there to save her. He'd known she was in the trunk. Something had disturbed him though. His voice sounded strangely familiar to her. Must be wishful thinking on her part due to the stress of the situation.

He stuck the flashlight inside his coat. "Hang on." Grabbing her arms, he pulled her out of the trunk.

Her legs felt so stiff, she was barely able to keep to her feet. She felt like wailing, but sniffled back the tears.

"Damn. Please, don't cry. I hate that."

She reined her emotions under control. He was right. She needed to stay strong and concentrate on survival. When she tried to make out his face, all she saw was watery spots. Her eyes couldn't adjust through her weepiness, especially after being in the dark trunk for so long and getting that beam in the face.

Trying to run right now was out of the question, at least until her eyes focused and her legs felt steadier and regained more circulation. She'd wait for her chance.

When he propped her up against the car, the clouds moved away from the moon, and she finally managed to get a good look at him. Surprise struck, then a huge sense of relief washed over her. Oh, yes! Garret. She'd thought his voice had sounded familiar.

"Shit!" he bellowed. "Idiots!" Pacing back and forth, he raked a gloved hand through his thick hair. He rounded on her. "Gina, are you all right?"

What did he expect her to say? Her mouth was taped. The concerned look in his eyes did seem genuine, although his aggravation filled the air, like he'd expected her to be there, but not. If that made sense. Confusion, more than any other emotion, struck her, especially when she glanced around and saw no one else. She'd have sworn she saw someone with him.

What was Garret Renke even doing here? Months ago, she'd worked with him on Project: Silhouette, but she'd never expected to see him again.

Over six feet tall, broad shoulders, dark hair and eyes. He'd always made her so sexually aware of her own body, and his, without even trying. He was much more than an acquaintance, but not quite what she would label a close friend.

He removed his gloves and stuffed them in his coat pockets. Yes! He was going to free her. She'd worked with Garret and his sister on the highly classified government project, until things started going very wrong. When that happened, she'd bolted. Though only a lowly assistant, she knew more than she should about Project: Silhouette, enough to scare the hell out of her. After leaving the project, she'd moved several times, trying to find a place where she felt comfortable and secure.

Garret stepped forward and slowly pulled at the gray tape over her mouth. "Sorry, it's going to grab a little. Hang on. Easy, easy. Okay, it's off. Take a moment and catch your breath."

He didn't untie her, just stood there studying her intently. The concentrated look on his face slowly caused her to worry, but before she even uttered a sound, he spoke again.

"What are you doing here, Gina?"

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 01659-00515
Genre: Romance
Date Published: 05/13/2014
Publisher: Changeling Press

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