Black Knights Inc. Book 10; Interconnected standalone
A brooding covert operative and a spunky CIA agent discover a burning passion in the next installment of Julie Ann Walker’s red-hot BKI series
Dagan Zoelner has made three huge mistakes
The first two left blood on his hands.
The third left him wondering…what if? What if he had told the woman of his dreams how he felt before his world fell apart?
Spitfire CIA agent Chelsea Duvall has always had a thing for bossy, brooding Dagan. It’s just as well that he’s never given her a second look, since she carries a combustible secret about his past that threatens to torch their lives…
Fuel For Fire had the perfect mixture of suspense and romance, creating a fiery love story in the middle of a deadly mission. Walker fabulously pulls off, yet again, writing the intricacies of a special team of mercenaries, government protocol, and the mystery behind it all with page-turning suspense and sexiness.
Chelsea and Dagan, whose relationship is anything but cordial and is riddled with unspoken, deeply rooted feelings, are finally on a mission together and Dagan is anything but happy about it. Their constant wit and banter created a great connection between them, pushing the emotions and sexual tension higher the more they ignored their attraction. But through their mission, Dagan’s backstory finally came to light, and, most surprisingly, Chelsea’s connection to it as well. It was filled with pain, suffering, and guilt, written with care and sensitivity.
I adore the BKI men and the family its grown into, and how Walker continually excites and thrills with new stories. Fuel For Fire showcased a great opponent with twists and turns, keeping me on the edge of my seat, and it complemented nicely with the love story. I’m greatly looking forward to the next one.
♦ABOUT THE AUTHOR♦
Julie Ann Walker is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of award-winning romantic suspense. Her books have been described as “alpha, edgy, and downright hot.” Most days you can find Julie on her bicycle along the lake shore in Chicago or blasting away at her keyboard, trying to wrangle her capricious imagination into submission.