The Blood Code

The Blood Code

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by Misty Evans
     
 

The Blood Code (A Super Agent Novel) by Misty Evans
Fifteen years ago, Anya Radzoya fled Russia with her grandmother after the suspicious deaths of her parents, but she can't escape the royal genes that make her one of Russia's last living princesses. When President Ivanov blackmails her into returning to Moscow to be his future wife in exchange for her

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The Blood Code (A Super Agent Novel) by Misty Evans
Fifteen years ago, Anya Radzoya fled Russia with her grandmother after the suspicious deaths of her parents, but she can't escape the royal genes that make her one of Russia's last living princesses. When President Ivanov blackmails her into returning to Moscow to be his future wife in exchange for her grandmother's life, Anya discovers he's planning to unleash a nuclear war. With no one else to turn to, she join forces with sexy CIA operative Ryan Smith.
Undercover at the nuclear summit, Ryan is happy to recruit Anya to find proof Ivanov is resurrecting the Cold War, but he suspects his new asset is a double agent. Anya is determined to rescue her grandmother with or without his help, however, and Ryan finds himself falling for the tempting princess before he trusts her. He refuses to let her go it alone, even if it means risking his own critical mission.

Trapped inside the Kremlin with a cunning and ruthless opponent, the two must risk their lives and their hearts to save Anya's grandmother, as well as millions of innocent people.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781622660995
Publisher:
Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date:
06/17/2013
Series:
Super Agent
Sold by:
Macmillan
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
250
Sales rank:
566,533
File size:
2 MB

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The Blood Code

A Super Agent Novel


By Misty Evans, Heather Howland, Sue Winegardner

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2013 Misty Fanderclai
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-62266-099-5


CHAPTER 1

Forty kilometers outside of Moscow, Russia


Ace. King. Queen. Jack. Ten.

Ryan Smith spread the cards in his hand just enough to see the five-card sequence was the same suit. Hearts. Maybe, just maybe, the rotten luck he'd had for a while was about to change.

Stuck in a run-down cabin in a desolate part of the former Soviet Union, Ryan had cursed Conrad Flynn a hundred times in the past two days. This was Conrad's job, training a group of American spies in SERE — Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape — not his. Even the special ops team, there to teach the new recruits advanced survival techniques that could only be learned in the harshest surroundings, could have handled this op on their own.

He was the CIA's Director of European Operations, and given the choice, he would've rather faced a firing squad than train rookie spies in the middle of a frozen wasteland. Too many years of fieldwork had made him hard, given him an edge, and matching nightmares to go with it. Even though he was in charge of the American spies stationed throughout Europe and Asia, he didn't have patience for those who hadn't already earned their keep.

But Conrad was laid up at Georgetown University Hospital with food poisoning and had asked Ryan to stand in for him. Since Ryan was heading to the trilateral nuclear arms reduction summit in Moscow tomorrow, it only made sense for him to take Conrad's place. Point was moot. There was nothing Ryan wouldn't do for his best friend and CIA colleague.

Across the cracked green Formica table — standard equipment for a secret CIA outpost — Ryan's friend and UK SIS counterpart, Truman Gunn, wiggled the toothpick in the corner of his mouth. Barely a millimeter of movement, it was enough to tell Ryan what he wanted to know.

His luck was definitely improving.

If only luck were enough. Facts, details, careful analysis — those were Ryan's tools to obtain the complete story in any situation. After spending the past twenty-four hours watching Gunn train new recruits and play endless rounds of poker, Ryan had picked up on the British spy's unremarkable, but all-too-obvious tell.

Damn time something went right for me. Even if it's only a hand of poker.

He slid his winning cards together, then laid them facedown on the table while Gunn continued to stare at his. The other players consisted of Lawson Vaughn, leader of Pegasus, officially a search and rescue team, but more of a special ops team of former military guys used by the CIA, FBI, and NSA, and Conrad's latest recruit for his spy army, weapons expert, Josh Devons. The rest of the group had holed up in the bunker under Ryan's feet with Call of Duty and a bottle of cheap Russian vodka.

Both Lawson and Josh had folded and were studying Gunn. While Josh seemed content to play poker in the inhospitable surroundings, Lawson tapped the table with a restless thumb. His wife was in America, heavily pregnant with their first child and ignoring doctor's orders to take things easy. He wanted to call the op quits and head back to America. Ryan couldn't blame him.

Icy wind whistled through the windows, rattling the panes. Lawson's cell phone rang and he snatched it off his belt. Reception in this area outside Moscow was iffy at best and they used a SAT phone to talk to Langley or Vauxhall Cross if needed, but every once in a while, cell phones worked. When they did, all the men felt less isolated. Less like they were in the Arctic Twilight Zone.

Lawson rose from the table to seek out privacy, eyes lighting up as he saw the name on his caller ID. That meant only one thing: the person on the other end was Zara. Pegasus's commander left the room, and Ryan wondered what it would be like to have someone back home who loved him. Who waited for him. Who called to hear his voice, no matter the time or place.

Gunn wiggled his toothpick again and Ryan held in an impatient sigh. The edge that kept him in the spy game wasn't conducive to relationships or training, but it did give him an advantage at cards. "Today, Gunn. Or Lawson will be having grandchildren before we finish this."

Gunn's eyes never left the cards in his hand. "Keep your underkecks on, mate."

Another minute passed before Lawson returned, looking morose and going for the fridge.

Ryan caught his eye. "Zara okay? That baby giving her grief?"

Grabbing a sports drink, Lawson nodded. He opened the top and flipped the cap into the sinkful of dishes. "She's fine. Baby's fine. Seven months pregnant and she's pissed Flynn wouldn't let her come on this training op. Can you imagine a pregnant woman out here in Siberia?"

"Forty klicks from Moscow is not exactly Siberia, even though it feels like it. And Zara is Flynn's top operative. She could give birth and take out a terrorist cell at the same time."

Lawson sighed in disgruntled agreement. "She kept going on about onion-topped castles and me finding some krasavitsa to replace her. Whatever a krasavitsa is."

"Pretty woman," Ryan translated.

Lawson rolled his eyes. "Zara won't admit it, but she worries about me, and right now, she's worried about the baby. Her stress level is in the stratosphere. When I get back, I'm putting in for vacation. I gotta do something to keep her calm or our baby will be here next week."

Sometimes Ryan wished someone — besides his mother — would worry about him. "I'll talk to her next time she calls, okay? Put her fears to rest."

"Um, Smitty?" a disembodied voice called from behind Ryan's chair, a definite strain in the three syllables.

Ryan glanced at the opening in the floor. The hatch led down to a surveillance room under the house. Del, the CIA's top-shelf computer tech, had made himself at home there with an impressive array of computers, printers, and assorted gadgets.

The cabin and bunker had been used as a KGB debriefing location during the Cold War by the Soviet Union. For years after, it sat empty in the inhospitable terrain and only recently had been "acquired" by the CIA as a secret outpost. A satellite dish on the roof fed information in and out of the bunker, but once the trap door was closed and a rug and crappy kitchen table were placed over it, an unexpected guest or casual observer would never realize an entire communications hub was right below their feet.

"What is it, Del?"

The tapping of computer keys filtered up from the space. Del cleared his throat. "We've got company."

As if controlled by the same puppet master, Ryan, Gunn, and Lawson stood in unison. Josh stayed seated. In the back of his brain, Ryan made a note to talk to Conrad about Josh's lack of fight-or-flight instincts.

"Who is it?" Ryan demanded. No one should have known they were there except a select few bigwigs at Vauxhall Cross and Langley, and the place was too isolated to attract attention from the main road.

Del's chair squeaked. "Not sure. Red Lada Riva, circa 1993 maybe? Turned off the main highway thirty seconds ago and is headed in this direction. Fast."

Ryan and Truman exchanged a look. Unexpected Russian visitors could be a problem. A big problem.

Josh scratched his buzzed head. "What the heck is a 'lot of Riva'?"

Apparently weapons expert didn't translate to foreign car expert. Ryan kept his exasperation in check and called up his composed director of operations persona. A mixture of body language and voice tone suggesting Ryan was omnipotent. "Not a 'lot of' Riva'. Lada Riva. Russian auto. Didn't they teach you anything at the Farm?"

"Uh, Smitty?" Again Del's voice rapped against Ryan's nerves. "The Lada's being followed by another car, approximately one kilometer behind it."

Shit. So much for his luck changing. Next time I see Conrad, I'm kicking his ass into China.

Lawson drew his handgun from a shoulder holster while Ryan mentally checked off the number and types of weapons they had total. International incidents were to be avoided at all costs, but the men's security was his biggest concern.

"Give me more to go on, Del." He knew the answer to his next question before he asked it, but asked anyway. He hadn't made it to director without being one-hundred-and-ten-percent thorough with every Fucking. Thing. "Friend or foe?"

Not waiting for the answer, Lawson ran for the front room. Truman motioned Josh to get into the bunker with Del. Josh ignored him, but he yelled at his teammates below and the Call of Duty noise ceased.

Del swore under his breath before he cleared his throat and called up to Ryan. "Cops."

Before he could respond, the distinct report of guns echoed over the whistling wind. While they sounded like insignificant fireworks in the distance, there was no ignoring the fact they were both significant and dangerous.

Double shit.

Ryan considered and discarded the idea of all of them hiding. If the cops snooped around, they'd find the Range Rovers in the barn and know someone was there. They'd take the place apart and discover the hidden door and bunker. Explaining why a group of American and British spies were hiding in the abandoned, former Soviet bunker was harder than meeting the cops head-on and diverting suspicions with a fictional story.

Fluent in Russian and fictional stories, Ryan figured he could send the cops on their merry way in five minutes. Tops.

Over the next thirty seconds, he worked at securing the place. By the time he looked out the curtained window in the front living room, Lawson and Josh stood positioned in covert spots in the living and dining areas. Ryan's winning poker hand was still on the kitchen table, which now hid the trap door.

The Lada was coming in fast and hard down the long, narrow, snow-filled lane. It fishtailed, kicking up ice and snow before stopping abruptly in front of the house. Sirens sounded in the distance. When the driver's door flew open, Ryan saw a brief flash of white-blond hair and panicked eyes before the female driver slipped and fell to the ground in a heap of red material.

His body moved before his brain kicked in. He threw the door open in time to see the woman rising to her feet on four-inch stilettos that matched her red dress.

Her very short red dress. Under which was the most incredible set of legs he'd ever seen.

Runway models would kill for those legs.

His brain skittered to a stop, and Ryan shook his head.Forget her legs, idiot.

The woman staggered, reaching a hand toward him, eyes pleading for help, and once more his body moved of its own accord. He took two half-running strides to get to her, ignoring Lawson's yell of "What the hell are you doing?"

A strong wind buffeted Ryan's hair and clothes and stung his eyes. He grabbed her hand. It was small inside his larger one and cold as ice. Bringing her in close, he steadied her against his body, keeping her upright when her heels — who the hell wore stilettos in the Russian outback? — sunk into the snow.

She clung to him as he shuttled her into the safety of the house, the little voice in his head echoing Lawson's question and asking him if he'd lost his damn mind.

Without a word, Truman sprinted past and jumped into the car. The Lada disappeared into the dense woods on the east side of the house.

Good man.

Ryan shut the door and released the woman's hand, telling himself his reluctance to do so was only because he was afraid she'd fall.

The voice in his head laughed.

"Do you speak English?"

She nodded, but the action made her sway. Was she drunk? High?

He grabbed her forearm and she locked her knees and gave him another pleading look. "I need ...help. Please."

Although strained, her voice was rich and strong. Her Russian accent was light as a feather, almost nonexistent. In fact, she sounded more American than Russian. Nothing clouded her eyes. They were crystal clear and bright with adrenaline.

Not drunk or high.

Scared?

Didn't matter. What mattered was why she was running from the cops, and if he was seriously going to go through with hiding her from them.

Cuz, shit, he could work a miracle every now and then, but this ...this was shaping up to need more than your everyday miracle.

Problem was, he didn't have time to play twenty questions and find out who she was and what was going on. A blue and white police car had just found the entrance to the driveway.

Sirens blaring, the VW Passat slowed, crawling over the snow-encrusted, rutted terrain. The lights on the top flashed a red spotlight on everything they touched inside the cabin and out, a giant eyeball searching for its prey.

The woman saw the flashing red lights, too. She stepped toward Ryan and away from the spotlight, swaying again in the heels as she murmured something under her breath. Her words were so soft, he couldn't make out what she said. Without warning, her eyelids drooped as if she were going to pass out.

He grabbed both of her shoulders and held her still. When she didn't look at him, he shook her a little. "Who are you?" He thought he was entitled to at least know that before he put his life on the line for her.

"I'm an American," she whispered. "I was told the CIA could help me. You would help me."

She knew he was CIA? What the hell?

Ryan dropped his hands, and before he could ask another question, she tipped, falling face forward. Right smack into him.

He caught her before her knees hit the floor, but she was dead weight. Getting both arms under her body, he lifted her like she was a bride. Her short fur coat — as useless as her dress and shoes in the current winter conditions — fell open, and the action fired up his already pounding pulse.

In the space of a heartbeat, the analytical compartment of his mind logged her flawless skin, slender neck, and luscious curves the coat had hidden. Breathtakingly beautiful.

And then his gaze froze and his brain stuttered.

The shit just kept coming.

Above her left hip, a red stain, darker than the red of the dress, was spreading under the silk.

Her body was not only dead weight, it was hot. Regardless of her cold hands, she was burning with fever. She'd been injured. Shot by the cops? Infection didn't set up that fast. The injury had to be older. Either way, she was losing blood and must have been running on pure adrenaline.

She blinked once, twice, trying to focus, and half smiled up at him. Not saying a word, she slipped her fingers into the deep V-neck of her dress that showed off her cleavage to perfection.

Immediately, Josh stepped to Ryan's side, gun drawn, as if he expected her to pull a weapon. What she slowly inched out of her bra was a weapon of sorts, but not one Ryan ever expected to see.

The shiny metal object swayed under his nose as she showed it to him. "Proof," she mumbled, pressing it to his chest.

Even through his heavy knit sweater, the touch of the thing made his skin crawl. He frowned down into her eyes, searching their now cloudy depths. "Where the hell did you get that?"

In answer, her eyes, so pale blue they were ice-like, fluttered closed once more, and her body went completely limp, the key sliding back into her palm.

His shit meter went sonic.

Josh cleared his throat. "Jesus, is that what I think it is?"

Ryan nodded and took a deep breath, staring at the oversized key. It wasn't just any key. In the slim hand of the beauty in his arms lay a titanium launch key to an Intercontinental Ballistic Missile. A weapon of mass destruction.

With no time to hide her in the bunker, his choices came down to two: risk an international incident over a woman he didn't know, or open the door and hand her over to the cops now exiting their vehicle with guns drawn. One of the men crouched behind his car door, aiming a gun at the cabin, while the driver walked toward it.

Conrad, I am so going to kill you.

Ryan caught Josh's eye, nodded once, and headed for the back bedroom, Miss Legs secured tightly in his arms.

CHAPTER 2

Anya Romanov Radzoya had been raised on Russian fairy tales. Vasalisa the Beautiful had been her grandmother's favorite story, but Anya preferred stories about her ancestors, real Russian princes and princesses. They didn't have happy endings, but the men and women in her family had lived fully and loved every minute of the drama, beauty, and strife.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from The Blood Code by Misty Evans, Heather Howland, Sue Winegardner. Copyright © 2013 Misty Fanderclai. Excerpted by permission of Entangled Publishing, LLC.
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Meet the Author

Misty is the author of four romance series. Her Super Agent series books have won a CataNetwork Reviewers' Choice Award, New England Reader's Choice Bean Pot Award and ACRA Heart of Excellence Reader's Choice Award, both for Best Romantic Suspense. Her heroines face heart-stopping danger and suicidal odds whether they're bringing justice to all or simply clicking their leather boots together to get home. Misty cultivates her own nice-girl persona in Illinois with her husband and twin sons.

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The Blood Code (A Super Agent Novel) 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 14 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
J: I am half way, and this is one long slow story; not at all like others by this author. I am so disappointed but I should have known from the overview.
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ToshyBell2010 More than 1 year ago
Suspense & Romance... What more could you ask for...  When I first started reading this book, I was worried that it would be hard to follow since it was part of a series. I am happy to say that I was able to enjoy this book without having read the others. I am sure the characters in the book are from the previous books, but the story wasn't lost due to the fact that I haven't read the previous stories (but I have loved the book so much that I plan to start from the beginning!) The story deals with a CIA operative who has to trust the word of a woman who basically "falls into his lap" and tells him that she has information of national security. This woman turns out to be a beautiful Russian princess, Anya,  who has gone through a lot of tragedy and is trying to find the truth and her family. She feels like she has no one to turn to except this CIA agent, Ryan. They have to learn to trust each other in order to survive their time in the Kremlin Palace.  The story built up suspense from the time you start the story. The love in this story was sincere. And it was only after they gained each other's trust. It made me love the story and want to keep reading it. 
AMONT More than 1 year ago
The Blood Code by Misty Evans can best be described as a nail-biting, spine-tingling, edge of your seat thriller. The book is just chilling. I just couldn’t fathom how Ivanov would be stopped or how Anya would get out of the dreadful situation of being held captive before it was too late. Anya is so feisty and at times it puts her in further danger. Oh and President Ivanov is so creepy, I just cringe when I think about his character. He is so unstable that I couldn’t predict what he would do next. I liked Anya’s strong will. She added excitement to the story. She was a relentless character that wouldn’t let anything stop her and had no mercy on her enemies. The Blood Code was well-written and just had one of the most nerve-wracking endings. If you love suspense novels with a strong heroine, I would definitely recommend this novel. Rating 4.5/5 I received an e-arc of The Blood Code by Misty Evans from the publisher for an unbiased review.
AuthorLady08 More than 1 year ago
The Premise: Fifteen years ago, Anya Radzoya fled Russia with her grandmother after the suspicious deaths of her parents, but she can’t escape the royal genes that make her one of Russia’s last living princesses. When President Ivanov blackmails her into returning to Moscow in exchange for her grandmother’s life, Anya discovers he’s planning to unleash a nuclear war. With no one else to turn to, she joins forces with CIA operative Ryan Smith. Undercover at the nuclear summit, Ryan recruits Anya to find proof Ivanov is resurrecting the Cold War, but he suspects his new asset is a double agent. Anya is determined to rescue her grandmother with or without his help, however, and Ryan finds himself falling for the beautiful princess before he even trusts her. Trapped inside the Kremlin with a cunning and ruthless opponent, the two must risk their lives and their hearts to save Anya’s grandmother as well as millions of innocent people. My Thoughts: As a child/teenager during the bulk of the "cold war", this novel really hit a nerve for me. I absolutely loved the kick-butt heroine, Anya Radzoya, and the equally adept, and hunky hero, Ryan Smith. Their growing attraction crept up on me, culminating in a very satisfying love scene close to the end of the book. The story progression of the suspense/intrigue is very well paced with just enough doubt in the truth to keep you reading. I would definitely recommend this to anyone who loves a good spy story with a bit of romance thrown in for good measure.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I confess, I went through a stage of reading quite a lot of romance, but it’s been a while since I last sank my teeth into a good one.  I was not disappointed by my return to the genre. The Blood Code kept me engaged through all 340 pages. There is believable tension and attraction between Ryan and Anya, and I appreciated that Anya was as brilliant and courageous as Ryan (go girl power!). There was an element of Anya cast as the “damsel in distress,” but Misty Evans does a nice job of showing how Anya can more than hold her own in difficult situations. When Ryan and Anya finally hook up (come on, this isn’t a real spoiler--it’s a Romance, for crying out loud!), the love scene is spicy and titillating, without overwhelming or distracting from the rest of the plot. Misty Evans is clearly comfortable in this genre. I felt the book dragged a bit around the middle, where I started to feel a little claustrophobic being stuck in the Kremlin along with the key characters. I realize that’s part of the point--they’re feeling stuck, too--but I began to feel eager for more action other than the tension between Ryan and Anya and President Ivanov, a nutjob Hitleresque leader with visions of world domination. But even this criticism I had to think about after I had finished reading the book. I haven’t read the other books in this series, but I got a kick out of learning more about U.S. and Russian intelligence agencies and Russian architecture, so I’ll likely try some of the others. Overall, this is a very satisfying, well-paced romance, and I recommend it to anyone who dreams of meeting a man---at least in books--who likes his martinis “shaken, not stirred.” 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wow, another one to add to my “lose sleep over” list! If you can’t handle nail biting suspense and driving yourself nuts by not being able to put it down and do normal things like house work (bleh) then you can’t handle this book.  So worth the dirty house I acquired while reading.  Kids need to eat? Throw some cookies in their direction and keep reading!  I will neither confirm nor deny I did that.  This book will hold your attention like a train wreck unfolding before your eyes.  The author throws out the teaser hints to secrets that keep you hanging on just to know why it’s all happening.  The action keeps up but not overwhelmingly where you can’t keep it all straight.  I felt I WAS Anya, grossed out by the Russian President’s advances!  You can’t help but fall in love with Ryan, an honest and loyal heartthrob.  Aren’t spies always intriguing and handsome?   Don’t take my word for it – read the book and get hooked yourself! HIGHLY recommended.  No really, I dare you to read it and NOT get involved.  Just don’t blame your undone housework and hungry kids on me.  I received this book for an honest review.
grandmareads102 More than 1 year ago
Anya Romanov Radzoya is forced to return to the country of her birth when her grandmother is kidnapped. She is now held captive by President Ivanov, a power hungry madman. Taking a dangerous risk she is able to escape her guards and make contact with Ryan Smith, a top-notch CIA operative. He agrees to help her rescue her grams and save the world. Now the game of cat and mouse begins in earnest. The danger brings Anya and Ryan closer and they become lovers. With weapons of mass destruction aimed at the United States and Britain, the Russian President seems to hold all the cards, but he hadn't counted on a determined and resourceful Princess to put his plan in danger. Within the Grand Kremlin Palace many secrets are revealed that will change the future of Anya and Smitty. Misty Evans has written a tale filled with intrigue, danger and romance. Anya is a memorable heroine who is willing to put her life on the line for those she loves. She and Ryan are a perfect match. Who wouldn't love a strong, honorable man who treats his love with caring and tenderness. This is a compelling story that contains many surprises. A perfect summer escape. I received a copy of this book from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review.
forevrsearchin More than 1 year ago
The Blood Code is based around Anya Romanov Radzoya's lineage. She is one of three remaining Russian princesses. However, Anya is anything but your typical princess. She prefers jeans to ball gowns and sweaters to tiaras. Anya is an incredibly spunky character. She's very set in her ways and doesn't let anyone tell her what to do.  Anya's grandmother is taken prisoner by the Russian President Ivanov. Ivanov demands Anyas presence in Russia at the nuclear  arms summit. You soon learn that Ivanov has insane ideas of returning Russia to its former "glory" by using his and Anya's "pure"  bloodlines. Ivanov is the perfect bad guy. He's insanely creepy and gives you the willys just imagining him.  Enter the hero of the story, Ryan Smith. After meeting Anya while she's running from the police, Ryan agrees to help Anya find evidence against Ivanov. Under the guise of a pencil pusher for the President of the US, Ryan infiltrates the nuclear arms summit and lends his expertise to Anya's predicament. Ryan is a strong character. He and Anya butt heads a lot. Having read the previous books in this series, Misty Evans continues to deliver the fun, fast action and highly-entertaining I have come to expect from her books. Reading Ryan's story was great fun and I already know whose stories I would like to read next.  In return for an honest review I received an ARC from the publisher.
Lisa-Lou More than 1 year ago
The Blood Code by Misty Evans My rating: 4 of 5 stars I love it! Secret CIA spies and Russian princesses!?! Feisty and capable Russian Princess! I read this book before I realized it was fourth in a series. I don't think it took anything away from this story not having read the first three. I believe they were each about different characters within a central group of people. Anya is a Russian Princess with a problem and Ryan Smith is the CIA operative she finds to help her rescue her kidnapped Grandmother. I enjoyed the fact that she was not completely helpless, that she had self-defense skills, and super-secret-spy skills even though she is a scientist by trade. Ryan also liked these traits very much. A great story that made me miss one of my favorite TV shows (ALIAS) just a little less. Not so heavy on the detailed steamy scenes, but still gives good butterflies. View all my reviews
AMANDA_BRAT69 More than 1 year ago
I don't normally read this type of book but really really enjoyed this one. Now I have to go and read the first 3 books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I've been a long-time fan of this series and with each book I say it's my favorite. I'm saying it again! Michael Stone has always been my favorite hero but Ryan has quite possibly dethroned him. Ryan has all the qualities of an alpha hero, but there's a gentleness to him that drew me in. The heroine in this book is a real-life princess trying to locate her kidnapped grandmother which only adds to the excitement of the international intrigue. Anya is strong and capable and stops at nothing to save her grandmother. The sexual tension between Ryan and Anya is obvious from the start. Throw in the international intrigue and this is a romantic suspense that shouldn't be missed.
AMR0406 More than 1 year ago
Love, love, love this series. Sometimes when I love a series so much it is hard to write a review for just one of the books because the characters all blend together for me in one long story. The Super Agent series is loosely linked together based on characters and their jobs, but all the stories are very different and Misty writes in a way that you can read them independently and still enjoy them. I love the characters, the dialogue, the action and romance. There are no wasted words on the pages, so you need to pay attention to them all. I have a thing about the CIA and FBI and really enjoy these types of stories. The Blood Code is engaging from the beginning and I didn’t want to put it down until the last page when all was tied together for a fantastic ending. In this story, we watch Ryan try to rescue Anya and the world from a Hitler-wannabe, Russian President Ivanov. What starts out as training young CIA field operatives and a little asset recruiting turns into stopping a potential nuclear war. In The Blood Code things go wrong. Ryan isn’t always able to save Anya and things get messy. Misty is great at writing suspense because with her stories you never really know what is going to come next. The Kremlin Palace sounds like such a neat place (when President Ivanov isn’t in it of course). I felt like I was actually there based on the descriptions in the book. I had no problem visualizing what was happening in the book. From the clothes to the food to the secret passageways. The characters of both Ryan and Anya were well written. Anya was not a “princess” in the typical sense. She was tough as nails (one of the things Ryan loves about her) and wants no one waiting on her. She was raised to be very independent. However, now, her grandmother has been kidnapped, she has to play the part of the Russian Princess that she doesn’t want to be, she is held hostage by Ivanov, and she has to keep her feelings for Ryan to herself to protect them all. She is definitely spy material with the risks she takes and I was worried she was going to be caught more times than she actually did. My heart was always beating fast when she was on the move! Ryan has his own issues to deal with and it was nice seeing him out of sorts and risking his job and the life that he knows for Anya. He gets himself into more trouble than I would have expected from him based on his character in other books.  We saw him a lot in Operation Sheba helping out Conrad but he seemed more in control then.  Probably because he didn’t have a fascinating princess distracting him at the time. The romance in this book is light. There aren’t any scorching hot love scenes but the sweet love scene in this one is so appropriate for the story with Anya and Ryan. The romance is sprinkled throughout the story and a little heavier on the suspense. I think it is a great balance to this specific story and it is also a little more believable. If you are looking for a solid, engaging romantic suspense book that is part of a series I would personally love to see made into a movie, I highly recommend you try The Blood Code.
In_My_Humble_OpinionDA More than 1 year ago
The very best in romantic suspense.  Although this is part of a series it can be read stand-alone.  Non-stop action and intrigue. I was bowled over by the mystery and loved the chemistry between Ryan and Anya.  Twists and turns, good guys and bad, a love story in a foreign land what more could you ask for? Anya is a geneticist who was born in Russia.  She and her Grandmother fled to the USA when Anya’s parents died.  Now her Grandmother has been kidnapped by the Russians and Russian President Ivanov is blackmails Anya into returning to Moscow to be his future wife in exchange for her grandmother’s life.  Ryan works for the CIA.  Ryan is in Russia trying to turn an asset in Ivanov’s cabinet.  Anya turns to Ryan in hopes that he can help her find her Grandmother and free them from Ivanov’s machinations.  Ryan is CIA and doesn’t trust anyone lightly but his gut and his heart are telling him he needs Anya.  Can he rescue the girl from the bad guy and maybe save the world?  Of course he can he is a Super Agent