New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon has created a sensation with her sexy stories about the Bureau of American Defense. Now, three novellas about BAD agents are collected in one steamy volume!
In the all-new "One BAD Night" the bureau believes that agent Jason Banks has sold them out. Agent Samantha Winslow has never particularly cared for Jason, whom she reluctantly finds attractive, and she volunteers to bring him in. Under orders to infiltrate his rogue mission and kidnap him, she is also trying to pull off the ultimate double-cross. But who would have guessed that Jason would be so pleased to be her captive?
In "BAD to the Bone" Marianne wins the Hideaway Heroine Sweepstakes and a chance to pretend to be the heroine in her favorite romance novel. Whisked away to a remote island, Marianne's daydreams become real when BAD agent Kyle Foster kidnaps her and uncovers her every fantasy.
In "'Captivated' by You" BAD agent Rhea must go undercover as a dominatrix to capture a deadly terrorist. Fortunately, Agent "Ace" Krux, whom she has long desired, is her training partner. Immediately, the roles of master and slave are wonderfully blurred, and Rhea and Ace unleash a wealth of hidden desire.
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August 29, 2005
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Excerpt from Born to Be Bad by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Chapter One If sin had a proper name, it would be Jason Banks. He was what Samantha Winslow's mother would call sex-on-a-stick, and as much as she hated to admit it, Sam wouldn't mind taking a bite out of him.In more ways than one.But then she wasn't the only woman who felt like that. He was what her mother often referred to as a man-slut. Ever on the make, he went through women faster than Sam went through panty hose. And considering that she seldom put a pair on without running them, that said it all.He had that boyish kind of charm that could get him out of most any fix with anything female. Incredible good looks that didn't belong on a mere mortal man, and enough intelligence to get him into all manner of trouble.And at the moment, he was in the kind of trouble that none of the above could bail him out of. The kind of trouble that was always fatal.Sighing, Sam stared at the picture of him in her hand, taken by their surveillance team last week as he left his flat in London for a rendezvous with a group of known European terrorists.He wore a pair of dark designer sunglasses that hid his devilishly green, taunting eyes. His dark brown hair was tousled around his head, but then he always wore it a bit shaggy. She was one of the few people who knew that he paid a small fortune for that supposedly lackadaisical cut that fell perfectly around his sculpted face.The black leather jacket and turtleneck he wore only added to the air of dangerousness that enveloped him. A dangerousness that was belied by his charming smile.He was gorgeous. No doubt about it. What a waste that something so hot was about to be extinguished.She jumped as her cell phone rang from the black leather car seat beside her.Picking it up, Samantha flipped it open and answered it."Have you seen him yet?"She let out a small growl at the sound of Retter's dispassionate voice as she scanned the empty dark street where she was parked. "I'm waiting for him to show now.""C'mon, Sam. Don't get cold feet on me. If you can't finish this, tell me now so I can do it for you. We have to make sure, no matter what, that our target is neutralized.""Don't worry. I know what my mission is, and I understand why I have to do it. The Road Runner is through this time. I told you I'd take care of it, and I will.""Good." The line went dead.Samantha sighed as she tucked her phone into her pocket and glanced wistfully at Jason's picture. He was about to become one seriously unhappy double agent.But she had a job to do, and that was her top priority. Jason knew their code, and he knew the rules.So did she.Return with your shield or upon it. If you betrayed the Bureau, the Bureau would exact full retribution.After all, they weren't called BAD without reason. Originally the acronym had stood solely for Bureau of American Defense, but since their inception, they had taken BAD to heart and it had become a way of life for all of them.You screwed BAD, and BAD screwed you. The entire lot of them were renegades who lived solely for their missions. This wasn't a job to them; it was a way of life and a code of honor they held dearly.And Jason had betrayed them.Now it was time to make him pay.After laying the picture aside, Samantha screwed the silencer onto her weapon and held it in her lap while she waited for Jason to enter the street. She was outside his favorite club in Berlin, a known terrorist hangout where all sorts of riffraff from all over the world liked to gather and sell their secrets.It was here that Jason had given over the name of one of their BAD operatives: Hunter Wesley Thornton-Payne. A name that truly suited the self-centered, proselytizing prick. But prick or not, Hunter was one of them.That had been the week before Jason had blown Hunter's car into pieces to show the terrorists that he was on their side.It had been a stupid thing to d