Shadow Hawk [NOOK Book]

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The deadliest combo is a killer body?with a lover's touch!

When his latest mission turns into a bloodbath, ATF officer JT Hawk realizes he's been set up by someone at the top. Wounded and on the run, he has no choice but to take beautiful Abby Wells hostage. After all, she's in danger, too. And if the only way to keep the fiercely independent communications expert safe is to cuff her and bring her along for the ride, he'll do it. With ...

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Overview


The deadliest combo is a killer body—with a lover's touch!

When his latest mission turns into a bloodbath, ATF officer JT Hawk realizes he's been set up by someone at the top. Wounded and on the run, he has no choice but to take beautiful Abby Wells hostage. After all, she's in danger, too. And if the only way to keep the fiercely independent communications expert safe is to cuff her and bring her along for the ride, he'll do it. With pleasure, even.

Only, given their close contact, it's not long before Hawk's thinking about a totally different kind of pleasure….

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781460326466
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 10/15/2013
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 42,968
  • File size: 903 KB

Meet the Author


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis is the award winning author of over three dozen romance novels. Visit jillshalvis.com for a complete book list and a daily blog chronicling her I-Love-Lucy attempts at having it all; the writing, the kids, a life ...

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Later that night

Twenty–five miles outside of Bullet City, Wyoming

ABBY ENTERED THE COMMUNICATIONS van, and the

men stopped talking. Typical. Men complained that women were the difficult gender, but it seemed to her the penis–carrying half were far more thorny.

Not to mention downright problematic.

Not that she cared, because when it came to personal relationships, she'd given them up. A fact that made her life much simpler.

Sliding the door shut behind her, she shivered. Late fall in the high altitude Bighorn Mountains meant that razor–sharp air cut right through her, layers and all. As she rubbed her frozen hands together, her gaze inadvertently locked on Hawk, who had his long–sleeved black shirt open and the matching T–shirt beneath it shoved up so that he could get wired.

He stood there, six feet two inches of solid badass complete with a wicked, mischievous grin, topped with warm, chocolate eyes that could melt or freeze on a dime. From beneath the sleeve of his T–shirt peeked the very edge of the tattoo on his bicep, which she knew was a hawk.

The women in the office practically swooned at it, every time.

But not Abby. Nope, she was made of firmer stuff. There was a four–inch scar, old and nearly faded, along his left side between two ribs, and another puckered scar above his left pec. The first was a knife wound, the second a bullet hole. She could also see his smooth, sleek flesh pressed taut to hard, rippled sinew. One long, lean muscle, not an ounce of extra on him.

Whew. Had she been cold only a moment before? Because suddenly, she was starting to sweat. She cursed her 20/20 vision.

Maybe she wasn't made of firmer stuff after all…. But regardless, she was over men. So over men. And seeing that she'd become so enlightened…she blew out a breath and moved to her communications station.

Where for the first time, she hesitated. That in itself pissed her off. So a year ago she'd nearly died out in the field. She hadn't.And she wasn't going to this time, either. Shrugging off her nerves, Abby looked around and caught the long, assessing look Hawk shot her as he pulled on a flak vest. He was sharp, she'd give him that. Clearly, he sensed her hesitation, but hell if she'd let him see her sweat. She lifted her chin and sat down.

But if she was a good actress, then he was a great actor, because she had no idea what he was thinking behind that perpetually cynical gaze.

And she didn't care. She was here for the job. She would remain in the van, in charge of communications, while the team made their way to the farmhouse, and then to the barn a half mile beyond that, where they'd execute the raid.

"There," Watkins said to Hawk as he finished wiring him.

Hawk shrugged back into his shirt. "You fix the problem from the other day?" he asked.

Abby's eyes had wandered again to Hawk's body—bad eyes—but her ears pricked. "Problem?"

"Bad wire." Watkins lifted a shoulder. "Happens."

"It shouldn't," she said. "Make sure it doesn't." Watkins nodded.

Hawk let his T–shirt fall over his abs, hiding the wires as his gaze again met hers. One eyebrow arched in the silent question: Were you staring at me?

No. No, she wasn't. To prove it, she turned to her own equipment, trying not to remember the last time she'd been wired before a raid. Elliot Gaines, the head honcho, had done her up himself.

Of course he'd had a personal interest. They'd had a burgeoning friendship, at least on her part. For his part, he clearly wished for more, far more. In any case, he couldn't have known how bad it would all go….

And it had gone extremely bad. One minute she'd been listening to Gaines's quiet, authoritative voice in her ear, telling her she was doing great, just to hold her position while his team to the west "handled it," and then the next, there'd been a 12–gauge shotgun to her temple and she'd been taken hostage.

Now, a year later, in another time and place, someone murmured something in a low voice that she couldn't quite catch, and several of the men behind her laughed softly.

Releasing tension, she knew, most likely with an off–color joke that she didn't want to hear. Living as a woman in a man's world was nothing new, but she had to admit, tonight, it was grating on her nerves.

Granted, her nerves were already scraped raw just by being here, but that was no one's fault but her own. Gaines had transferred her at her request after a leave of absence. She'd wanted to prove to herself that she could still do her job, that she hadn't let the "incident" take anything from her.

But with damp palms and butterflies bouncing in her gut, she wondered if maybe she had more to overcome than she'd thought.

"Hey."

With a start, Abby turned toward Hawk. He was geared up and ready to face the night, looking big, bad, tough and prepared for anything. She bet he didn't have any butterflies.

The others were engaged in conversation, but Hawk stood close, looking at her as if he could see her anxiety. "Ready?"

That he could see her nervousness meant she didn't have it nearly as together as she'd like. "Of course I'm ready." "Of course," he repeated, but didn't move. "Listen, I know you're going to bite my head off for this, but I'm getting a weird vibe from you here, and—"

"I said I was fine." She swiveled back to her computer to prove it.

"All right, then." She could feel him watching her very closely. "You're fine. I'm fine. We're all fine."

She heard him turn to follow the others out the door, and glanced back to watch the long–limbed ease that didn't do a thing to hide the latent power just beneath the surface. Or the irritation.

Abby let out a rough breath. Damn it. He might be a hell of a charmer, but he was also a hell of an agent, and truth be told, she admired his work ethic even more than she secretly admired his body. And she wanted him to be able to admire her work ethic. "Hawk."

He looked back, his broad shoulders blocking the night from view, but not the chill that danced in on an icy wind. "Yeah?"

"Watch yourself."

A hint of a self–deprecating smile crossed his lips.

"Thought you were doing that for me."

She felt the heat rise to her face, but he'd caught her fair and square. His smile came slow and sure, and far too sexy for her comfort.

As he left, she let out a slow breath and fanned her face.

"DAMN, IT'S BUTT–ASS COLD out here."

At Logan's statement of the obvious, Hawk blew out a breath, which changed into a puff of fog before being whipped away by the cutting wind. The two of them lay on their bellies on the battered roof of the barn that had been pinpointed as a bomb–processing plant.

And yeah, it was butt–ass cold up here, but he was more focused on the fact that he was thirty feet above the ground without a safety rope, with the wind threatening to take him to the land of Oz.

Christ, he really hated heights.

Logan lowered his binoculars to blow on his hands. "Maybe we could do this thing before we freeze to the roof like a pair of Popsicles."

Like Hawk, Logan was built with the capacity to do whatever, whenever. Tough as nails. Physically honed. Trained to be a weapon all on his own, with or without the aid of bullets. But he enjoyed complaining. Always had, and Hawk should know–they'd been together since they'd been eighteen and in boot camp. They'd gone from bunkmates to brothers and knew each other like no one else.

To get here, they'd drugged a pack of rottweilers, disabled the alarm on the farmhouse and stealthily made their way through the woods to the barn. The place was a nice setup for criminal activity. Surrounded by the sharp, jagged peaks of the Bighorn Mountains, there were also rolling hills and a maze of lakes and streams, all of which were nothing but an inky black silhouette in the dark night. No neighboring ranches, no neighboring anything except maybe bears and bison and coyotes.

And the many cars and trucks parked behind the farmhouse.

Odd. It would seem that there was a large group of people here somewhere, and yet there hadn't been a soul in the house or in any of the small storage sheds behind it.

Which left the huge barn.

An icy gust hit Hawk in the face, burning his skin. He had to admit, things had definitely gone from interesting to tricky, because now the metal tiles beneath them were icing over. Any movement could be detrimental to their health, because slipping off here meant a thirty–foot fall to the frozen earth below.

Thanks to his goggles, Hawk had a crystal–clear view of the ground, and the distance to it made him want to puke. They'd been in far worse circumstances, he reminded himself, where his fear of heights had been the least of his worries. He and Logan had done some pretty ugly shit involving some pretty ugly people. On more than one occasion, they'd managed to stay alive on instinct alone, in parts of the world that didn't even warrant being on the map.

So all in all, things had improved. "Hope it doesn't rain, because this baby'll turn right into a giant metal slide." Logan said this calmly, because he, damn him, did not have a height issue. "Like the one at the carnival—"

"Logan?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

He laughed softly.

The temperature had indeed dropped to two degrees above freezing their balls off, and with that wind icing up their organs, Hawk wanted to get a move on. But they were stuck up here until they got the signal from communications, which happened to be Abby and crew parked in a van on the main road half a mile south of here. "We need to move closer," he said to her via his mic, over a noisy gust that whipped dust from the roof and into his face.

"Remain in position," she ordered, her voice breaking with static, but still sounding soft, warm… and sexy as hell.

At least in Hawk's opinion.

Just listening to her made him react like Pavlov's dog. Only he wasn't drooling. Nope, listening to her elicited visions of wild up–against–the–wall sex, which caused a much more base reaction than slobber. "Remaining in position isn't going to work," he told her.

"Soon as I hear from Watkins and Thomas," she said, the static increasing, "we'll move."

We. As in not her. He knew she used to be a great field agent, and yeah, so he'd read her files. But all her cases had ended abruptly a year ago, and no amount of digging could produce a reason. Then, after a six–month leave, she'd transferred from Seattle to Cheyenne, where Hawk had done his best to ignore his inexplicable attraction to her, because that had seemed to work for her.

But now he wondered, how was it she'd gotten so comfortable behind the safety net? Why had she given up being in the trenches with the rest of them for a computer screen? "Watkins and Thomas are making their way to the east and west doors beneath you," she added, referring to Logan's and Hawk's counterparts on the ground. "Wait for my cue."

Uh–huh. Easy for her to say. She sat out of the slicing wind in that van, and Hawk would bet money she had the motor running and the heater on full blast.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2012

    Nope

    Love her stuff. But this was awful.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 29, 2011

    Holy cow!!

    This book is fabulous. I read it all at once. The two leads have great chemistry and Hawk.....let's just say yowza! And i love the secondary story that was interwoven. FUN AND SEXY for sure.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2014

    Awful

    Love love love her but this one is awful, didn't even finish it

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 7, 2011

    Double wow

    Form the moment i picked this book up i could not put it down. It has a small sideling story for Logan as well.
    this has a lot of story line packed into it. totally enjoyed this one.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 5, 2014

    Moonpaw

    She sits, waiting.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 27, 2013

    Silverhawk

    Got a new NOOK..~ He yawned.

    0 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2013

    Plaguepaw

    Hmmm??? Aw, of course. Somebody always gets here first. *grumbles under her breath.*

    0 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2013

    Silverflight

    "I am a silver calico cat. I have bright green eyes with flecks of gold. I'm a little on the short side but I don't let that get the best of me. I was born with strong back legs which enables me to jump into the tree branches. I love to have fun and joke around. I also know when not to banter and to use the appropriate behaivor. I am loyal and trustworthy. I don't lie, unless it's a suprise party. I can not tolerate people who use slang. What's the use of having a language a that gives us words to use if we use our own slang. I'm compassionate and caring. I can't stand harassment and I don't like when other people are hurt. I'm about 27 moons old and I love to hear about other cats and problems.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 25, 2013

    SilverHawk

    He licked her ear, his tail waving. "Plaguepaw. Why not check out 'Blah?,

    0 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 27, 2013

    Swiftbird

    Her tail flicked as she thought.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 17, 2013

    Hawk's Bio

    Name:^
    Age: 30 moons
    Description: Small white shecat with amber eyes, a purple collar studded with dog teeth, and claws with dog teeth on them.
    Personality: Witty, sarcastic, mysterious, and anything else meet her.
    Other: Don't call me Pipsqueak or insult me and were fine.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2008

    WOW

    It was a very good book I loved it so much that I did not want to put it down. Thier were twist and turns that I did not expecte. Over all it was one of the best Harlequin Blaze books that I've read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 17, 2007

    My first and not my last

    I was in the book store wasting time and I came across 'Shadow Hawk. I had never read a book by Jill and to me the cover said it all and I bought it. I read this book in one night. The love - hate relationship between Conner Hawk and Abigail Wells was what keep me from putting the book down to go to bed. :) All I can say is do go out and buy this book, you will not be disappointed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 8, 2007

    SHadow Hawk Soars

    Jill Shalvis pens another sexy and suspenseful story in Shadow Hawk. _____ ATF Agent Conner Hawk latest mission has him on the run for his life. Something has gone terribly wrong and his partner Logan is fighting for his life. To find out who set him up as the fall guy he takes fellow Agent Abby Wells as his unwilling hostage. As Hawk works through the clues to find out the mastermind he realizes Abby¿s life is in danger as well. _______ ATF Agent Abigail Wells is used to being a field agent. When she almost loses her life several months ago, she transfers to a much safer desk job as a computer tech. Abby is assigned to work with Hawk. There is just something about Hawk that pushes all her buttons, buttons she thought were long dead. _____ As more facts come to the surface Abby is forced to rethink who she should trust. And she has to face the terror from almost losing her life. Her heart is opening up to Hawk and Hawk is realizing the treasure he has found in Abby. _____ Shadow Hawk weaves the right blend of romance, snappy conversations and high stakes suspense. Jill Shalvis has written another keeper.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Great plotting

    In Wyoming ATF Agent Conner Hawk is attracted to fellow agent Abigail Wells, but she refuses to mix work with pleasure as her last assignment ended poorly because of that. She goes so far as to make Conner believe she loathes him though he cannot ascertain why.-------------- However, personal feelings aside, they work together with other Feds on a raid that goes completely wrong leading to a massacre. They realize they were set up, but the agency believes Hawk sold them out in spite of his taking a bullet. He desperately tries to stay free and keep Abigail safe as he assumes she has to be eliminated as she knows too much. Thus until he can uncover the identity of the real culprit, he handcuffs Abigail to himself. She assumes she is his hostage his gut insists he keep her out of harm¿s way.---------------- The above is just the first few pages of a one sitting police procedural romantic suspense that hooks the audience the moment the lead couple is handcuffed together and never slows down until the final confrontation. This exhilarating thriller will blow away readers as Hawk and Wells battle one another and an unknown common enemy who wants him dead and she might be collateral damage no witnesses.----------- Harriet Klausner

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