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She’s not putting her team—or her heart—in the hands of a man who can use gravity as a weapon.

Logan Bradley has no idea why he’s been chosen for this assignment. If someone in the Miami office is a traitor, Universe should have sent an experienced psychic sensitive. Not Logan, a gravity-bending orphan from the streets.

Meeting the sexy-as-hell head of the office, Valentina Tower, is a punch to his gut, but he tells his hormones to stand down. If someone in Miami has gone rogue, it’s his job to take action. No matter who’s guilty.

Valentina is no fool. In sending Logan, Headquarters must suspect someone on her team has been turned by Night Stars or worse, Whisper. Despite an instant spark between them that has nothing to do with her electricity talent, she’s not putting her team—or her heart—in the hands of a man who can use gravity as a weapon.

Almost from the moment they meet, a chaotic talent strikes again and again, probing for weaknesses in their defenses—and their psyches. Forced to draw close and guard each other’s backs, passion pulls them under, making them perfect targets for a danger that’s closer than either of them ever guessed.

His grin was boyish and so heart stopping that all she could do was stare at him. “Sounds like something I would have dug when I was eight. There wasn’t much money for even the local zoos, or if there was, they didn’t spend it on us.”

As dangerous as this was, it was a safe topic. “You’ve told me some information about your past, but what else has Universe been able to determine?”

He shook his head and stared at the pink birds floating on the water. Without warning one of them lifted up from the water. Its surprised squawk made Valentina grin before it floated back down to the lake. Logan had done it solely to make her happy.

Then she turned her attention back to the too-handsome, too-young man who was lethal to her senses. Logan was staring into the water, his focus far away from her.

“Logan?”

He turned to her and leaned against the railing. “You already have the basics about my being abandoned at the hospital when I was five. My parents came in when I had a fever, I guess, and then walked out, leaving me there, before they filled out any paperwork. Nobody could find them. They were just gone. They were on the surveillance cameras but the authorities could never get a match. And there I was, five years old, old enough to know names, but not to identify my address, or city. I couldn’t tell them where I lived beyond that it was a house with a white fence. I hadn’t learned the word for picket at that time.”

He put his hands on the railing and breathed in as though tasting the air. He was so vulnerable her heart flipped over. After hesitating for a split second too long, she leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder.

“Did they . . . leave you with anything?” she asked. “A note, a name, anything that might tell them who you were?”

He shook his head. “Nothing but my powers, though of course not at the time. They developed later. Logan was the name the hospital gave me. I was transferred to CPS when I was better but they couldn’t track my parents. The fever wasn’t that serious—if they left me because they couldn’t pay the bills. The agencies tried to place me but for some reason I didn’t get any nibbles. I was a healthy five-year-old, but just old enough not to be as interesting as the babies. Families would visit with me but they never adopted me. Many children my age got adopted, but I stayed behind. As I got older and less interesting those interested were fewer and fewer. I grew up in a combination of foster care and orphanages.”

She shook her head. “I would have imagined you’d be an ideal candidate for adoption. I bet you were a cute kid and you’re white. Many children get adopted by their foster parents too.”

His face was a mask of ancient sadness that made him look far older than his twenty-five years. “I believe that’s what CPS was banking on as well, but I didn’t. My parents should have given me up when I was a baby. Then I might have stood a chance. As it was, I just got less adoptable over the years. Then my talent manifested and it was over.”

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Maya Wingfield was raised to trust no one—least of all the dueling U.S. and Russian paranormal agencies, Universe and Night Stars, who’d love to harness her mind-reading gift.

She thought Richmond a safe place to escape their influence and hide from a rising psychic malevolence that drove her out of San Diego. But when she gets yet another call to retrieve her drunken roommate, her mind shows her an amber-eyed Universe operative with an impenetrable net around his deepest secret—and a voice that sends shock waves of awareness down her nerve endings.

Maya’s curves and aquamarine eyes aren’t the only things that jolt Ian Sanderson’s mental shields, bringing sexual tension thrumming back to life. It’s a power his Universe-trained mind knows he shouldn’t trust. And a vulnerability that makes his telekinetic power burn in his palms to protect her.

But to Universe, she is just one of too many unanswered questions. A target for Whisper, a shadowy new group of paranormals with powers beyond anything Universe has ever seen. Once before, Ian failed to protect a sensitive from a brain-scrambling attack. He will not fail again . . . even if it means using his talent—or his body—to stop a bullet.

Since the day Jiana Falco was forced to join the paranormal agency Night Stars, she’s been planning her escape. She uses her bodyguard’s split-second of distraction to vanish into the shadows, and burns the last bridge by saving Quillan Hardis.

But now, locked in Quillan’s muscular arms, pinned by his calculating amber gaze, his invisibility talent shielding them both, she’s in even deeper trouble. If that’s possible.

Quillan didn’t get to Universe Corps’ highest echelons by being a fool. The rare shadow manipulator in his grip is too easy a prize to be anything but a setup. A pretty lure he should send back to Night Stars. Instead, he holds on—and in changing her fate, he seals his own.

Under a secret order to unlock her untapped power—by any means necessary—Quillan takes Jiana on the run with only a precog’s vague direction, and a spark of desire that blooms into something warm and genuine. But her fear of being clawed back into Night Stars’ control could drive Jiana so deep into the shadows nothing will get her out. Not even the light of Quillan’s love. But her fear of Night Stars could drives Jiana so deep into the shadows nothing can lead her out. Not even the light of Quillan’s love.

Rescuing compromised Universe agents is nothing new for Zared Hersh. A fast car, a little rain-and-fog manipulation to cover his tracks, and his job is done. But when Hannah Nickels dives into his front seat, something about her aquamarine eyes strikes him like lightning. Thank God she’s not psychic, or she’d be reading his hormones like a book.

Hannah’s been groomed to join Universe practically from the moment her time-freezing talent emerged. But recently, her power’s been glitchy. She knows she’s in trouble, and the last thing she needs is her instant attraction to Zared’s solid body and dark good looks.

When their escape is almost derailed by someone with a strange new light-manipulating gift, only Hannah’s chrono talent gets them safely back to Universe HQ. In the relative safety of Richmond, their relationship grows. But Hannah has a second, more dangerous power that few know about. And as her control slips, someone with a hidden agenda sets her up to fall—straight into Whisper’s trap.

Claire can’t remember a time when writing wasn’t part of her life. Growing up, she used to write stories with her friends. As a teenager she started out reading fantasy and science fiction, but her diet quickly changed to romance and happily-ever-after’s. A native of Massachusetts and cold weather, she left all that behind to move to the sun and fun of California, but has always lived no more than twenty miles from the ocean.

In college she studied acting with a minor in creative writing. In hindsight she should have flipped course studies. Before she was published, she sold books on eBay and discovered some of her favorite authors by sampling the goods, which was the perfect solution. Claire has many book-irons in the fire, most notably her urban fantasy series, The Elementals’ Challenge series, but writes contemporary and shifter romances as well as.

While she’s not a movie mogul or actor, she does work in the film industry with her office firmly situated in the 90210 district of Hollywood. Prone to break out into song, she is quick on feet and just as quick with snappy dialogue. In addition to writing she does animal rescue, reads, and goes to movies. She loves to hear from fans, so feel free to drop her a line.