Lightning Love


The power of lightning is in his touch...

Russell Eaglin is a cop like no other. Struck by lightning while chasing two thieves through a summer thunderstorm, the incident leaves his body humming with a power he doesn't understand and an ability that allows him to stop a suspect with just one touch...

Andrea Rosselli is just transferring into a new Police District. The last thing she wants is a partner who has ...

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The power of lightning is in his touch...

Russell Eaglin is a cop like no other. Struck by lightning while chasing two thieves through a summer thunderstorm, the incident leaves his body humming with a power he doesn't understand and an ability that allows him to stop a suspect with just one touch...

Andrea Rosselli is just transferring into a new Police District. The last thing she wants is a partner who has warm hands, golden green eyes and a smile that makes her toes curl. Yet that's what she gets in Russ.

It's a match made for trouble. Out to prove the rumors from her old District aren't true, Andrea doesn't want to get involved with Russ. She wants to concentrate on the job, as does he, but Andrea makes him want what he's no longer sure he can have. Could intimacy cause an accidental, and potentially lethal, discharge of his power? Or can he risk becoming her lightning lover?

Struggling against the attraction growing between them, matters become more difficult when people in their patrol area start dying and they end up dodging more than each other when bullets begin to fly. Russ and his special powers seem to be all that can save him and Andrea from becoming the next victims. But once Andrea discovers the truth about him, will she still care? Or will Russ's power forever keep them apart?

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Editorial Reviews

Anonymous Reviewer
This was a great book. Ms. Grey consistently leads you to the obvious, only to suddenly spin you in a new direction. But these spins are all plausible, possible outcomes, so the plot never seems contrived. The telling details of life as a beat cop are so intimately described and integrated into all aspects of plot and characterization, I would have sworn Ms. Grey was a police officer, if she hadn't thanked her sources in the foreword.
Brenda Ramsbacher
Lightning Love is considered a paranormal romance due to some of the elements. Although romance is evident, the paranormal, mystery, and suspense elements outweigh the budding love between the two main characters. Nonetheless, Ms. Grey has told a captivating story from beginning to end. Only those not interested in a bit of suspense, mystery and mayhem need not buy this keeper. 4 Stars!
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780759900561
  • Publisher: Mundania Press
  • Publication date: 9/28/2006
  • Pages: 196
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.45 (d)

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Late August, Last Year

RUSSELL EAGLIN slipped, swore but kept running. Through the rain, deeper into the night and after the three men ahead of him.

He had to catch them. They were thieves. Or at least two of them were. The third, Bob Harley, was his partner.

Water splashed as he crashed through one puddle after another and his lungs started to ache from the strain, but Russ pressed on -- cursing the summer cloudburst blinding and slowing him down. The material of his uniform was already saturated. Sticking to his body like a second skin, it pulled at his legs as overhead thunder roared and lightning flashed. Regardless, gritting his teeth and pumping well-toned muscles fiercely to get more speed, he forged on. No way was he going to be left behind and let his partner down.

"Stop or I'll shoot!"

Bob's call echoed back to Russ, but it was a useless threat. Bob knew it, Russ knew it, and the thieves knew it. No one could take an accurate shot at anybody when they were racing through, around and between houses in the middle of the night and in the midst of a roaring downpour.

Yet the need to capture the escaping felons gave Russ the determination he needed to sprint down a short stretch of alley. The burst of speed brought him closer to the men and deeper into the chase, but he was still too far back for his liking. Pushing himself and his endurance, he tried to get even closer. He wanted -- needed -- to get nearer to his partner.

Bob was ahead of him because of the call for back up. Driving the squad, it had been Russ's responsibility to pause to complete it, but he was bigger than Bob. Taller. And he was faster.That meant he might be able to catch up to him if he could just get one clear straight away...and suddenly it was in front of him.

Jackson Park lay directly ahead. In the center of Milwaukee and across Forest Home Avenue, it was big and sprawling. A huge square in a suburban neighborhood, it stretched for blocks and offered the opportunity he was looking for -- a place he could really run. Yet, seeing the thieves stumble off the curb and onto the wet cement of the street, he abruptly realized it offered something else as well. A place to hide.

Dark, filled with trees and shadows, the park was the perfect spot for the thieves to find a way to disappear.

His mouth pulling into a grim line, Russ prepared to run all out. He and Bob had to stop the two felons before they got too far away from the road and into the woods beyond. That or they'd lose them in the night, in the storm and in the brush-littered park.

Hitting concrete, Russ poured on the speed and quickly started to gain ground. If his heart was pounding, his leg and arm muscles burning, he didn't care. He ignored the pain and forced himself on. Yet the progress made was almost immediately lost.

Hurdling the curb, he leapt from the street onto the park grass, and his feet nearly went out from under him.

The ground was wet. A sea of mud. And stumbling, fumbling to maintain his balance and control, he slid wildly, but he wasn't alone in his struggles. The men ahead of him were faring no better. They were fighting to keep upright, too -- the thieves probably more so than he and Bob because they were desperate to get away.

Caught lifting a television set from the window of one of the nearby homes, the two felons knew this would be the only chance they had to escape capture and certain time in jail.

A blast of lightning ripped across the night sky. It momentarily blinded, but if the hair on his arms rose with the tingle of building static electricity, Russ barely noticed as thunder shook the earth. He was watching his partner.

Bob was close. He was going to nab one of the thieves.

Oblivious to the rain running down his face and filling his shoes, Russ gained speed again and prepared to help with the take down, but as Bob leapt, another streak of lightning exploded out of nowhere.

Blasting free of the clouds, it illuminated the entire park, shattered the night, and hit the ground with a horrific flash. But it didn't stop there. Spitting and hissing with ferocious intensity, glittering madly as the energy feeding it surged from earth to sky, the angry current abruptly forked, reached out and speared its human victims.

Too far away to help, too close to escape, Russ skidded to a halt, threw up his arms and gaped as the grass came apart beneath Bob's feet and he and the two thieves were thrown into the air.


His cry followed the men upward, and not more than twenty feet away, he could see their faces, hear their terrified screams, but he could do nothing to save them. He could only watch and wait for them to fall back to earth. But he never saw that happen. Because, without warning, another sparkling fork shot out of the main surge -- and grabbed him, too.

Unprepared for the assault, the shock of electricity was devastating. It trapped him where he stood and hit him with a power that made colors explode in his brain, took the ability to move away and burned him with a pain that lifted him off his feet.

Hurled skyward, for an eternity he hung in the air. Suspended. Lost. Alone. But he wasn't afraid. He didn't have time to be. Not before the lightning disappeared.

As rapidly as it had come, as unexpectedly as he'd been taken, he was let go. And falling to the earth, he bounced once before flopping back on the grass like a broken rag doll.

Stunned, he lay with his limbs twitching and his body humming with sensations he couldn't even begin to name. And grimly he fought the pain, the heat and tried to get up off his back and out of the wet grass, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even open his eyes. His mind was issuing frantic commands, but his muscles weren't answering. His arms laid limp. His legs remained paralyzed.

Groaning deep in his throat, he shuddered against the electricity rocking his system, and slowly, the heat began to die away -- perhaps because of the falling rain. It, at least, was cold, refreshing.

Concentrating on the water running across his face, drenching his clothes and muddying the ground around him, he focused on what he could feel rather than on his inability to so much as blink, but frustration was a living thing. It gnawed at his mind, his will. He desperately wanted to get up, get out of the dirt, but he couldn't budge. Still, calm came with relief. At least, he hadn't been fried. He was still alive.

Copyright © 1999 by Kimberly Grey

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