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Embracing Silence
Book 1: Project Alpha
by N.J. Walters
 
Earth 2131
Tienan is an Alpha—a genetically and computer enhanced assassin—who has escaped from the lab that created him and the Ruling Council who controlled him. He is now outside the Gate—a high tech shield, which protects the enclosed city from the contaminated and lawless land outside. Evading security forces sent to eliminate him, his only goal is to destroy his former masters.
Silence is a tracker with the Resistance on the trail of a dangerous stranger. The Hunter becomes the hunted and when Tienan kidnaps her, she thinks her life is over. But both captor and captive are enthralled with one another. Desire and need ignite each time they touch. Enemies become lovers.
Treachery and mistrust drive them apart. But nothing can diminish the sexual heat smoldering between them. With enemies all around them, they must confront each other one final time. With time running out, sexual longing and trust battle with betrayal for supremacy.
 
"I was in awe of the sexual journey between Silence and Tienan. Each encounter made me weak in the knees. The plot moved quickly with the right mixture of suspense and action that kept me wanting more...Ms. Walters created a futuristic world in the Project Alpha series that makes me eagerly awaiting more."
5 Stars—L.T. Blue, JERR
"This is the first N. J. Walters book I’ve ever read, and it definitely won’t be the last. First of all, I love futuristics set in a bleak, desolate future, and this author has done an exceptionally good job with this one. Her run and hunt sequences meld cohesively with all the betrayal, treachery and sexual desire that are so intrinsic to the story. I enjoyed how efficiently the plot unfolded around Tienan’s kidnapping of Silence and the slow heat simmering between them that finally erupted into a bonfire."
4 1/2 Kisses—Merrylee, TwoLips Reviews
"Tienan was everything we love in a hero- tough, sexy, ever-so-dangerous and absolutely entranced by the heroine...absolutely scorching."
4 Hearts—Auriel, The Romance Studio
"A woman with no past and a man with no future discover what love can do when you have nothing to lose...I can’t wait for the next book in the Alpha series."
—Jo, Joyfully Reviewed
"Sequences of cat and mouse interspersed with betrayal, subterfuge, treachery and sexual connection unlike anything either has experienced made for a captivating and entertaining read."
3.25 Hearts—Chris, Night Owl Romance
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Excerpt from Embracing Silence
©2009 N.J. Walters
The opening and closing of the door made barely any noise at all but she heard it all the same. Swinging her gaze around, she stared at the corner where the door was hidden by a small alcove.
As much as a part of her wanted to keep her captors identity a secret, another part of her wanted, no needed, to know who he was and what he looked like. This was the first time she’d heard him entering the room. Usually he slipped in when she was pacing and the only notice she got that he’d arrived was the candle being extinguished.
Silence licked her lips, her mouth gone dry. Was he going to let her see him? If so, what did that mean? Maybe it wasn’t her captor at all. Her stomach dropped and she automatically fell into a fighter’s crouch, knees bent, arms loose, ready to defend herself. She wished she still had her knives.
“There are people scouring the outer city for you.”
She relaxed the moment he spoke, recognizing the low, raspy tones. Ignoring the way his voice made her skin tingle, she scowled at him. “I told you Adrian would search for me.” She’d made a decision her first full day as a captive to tell him about her adoptive brother in hopes it would encourage him to release her. Since she was obviously still here, it hadn’t worked.
“So you did.” He strode forward and the dim light of the candles illuminated his size. The man was at least six inches taller than her, his shoulders incredibly broad. He was wearing a pair of combat boots and dark leather pants that clung to his thighs and emphasized the rather impressive bulge in the front. A tight, short-sleeved, T-shirt was tucked into the waistband of the pants. His leather jacket was slung over his shoulder. She’d known he was big and strong, after all she’d lain next to him the past few nights. But somehow he looked even larger, harder in the light.
She let her eyes drift higher. Trepidation filled her. She wanted to see him, but was almost afraid to. His jaw was chiseled, his chin strong and stubborn. Full lips turned up slightly at the corners. He wasn’t smiling. She had the feeling this wasn’t a man who smiled often, but he was amused.
Her capture wasn’t merely good looking, he was devastatingly handsome. His features were strong, his nose straight. Silky, black hair hung to his shoulders and a pair of brilliant green eyes studied her from beneath thick lashes.
Silence knew her mouth was hanging open, but she couldn’t seem to close it. The man radiated sex appeal.
“Are you done?”
His laconic tone jolted her back to reality and she realized that while she’d been studying him, he’d been checking her out. Not that there was much to see. She was slender, her breasts were small and she was ordinary, at best. Of course, he’d seen her before when she’d been unconscious when he’d first captured her.
Her breasts felt heavy and her nipples puckered into tight buds. Her core contracted and she almost moaned at the power of the need she felt for this man. She was hot and wet between her thighs. Ignoring the way her body responded to his, she nodded. “I’m done.”
One corner of his mouth quirked up. “Like what you see?”
She shrugged. “You’re handsome enough.” There was no way she would let on she found him sexy as all get out.
“I can smell your arousal.”
Impossible! He had to be lying. Her cheeks heated and she knew her face was getting red. “You keep telling yourself whatever you need to,” she taunted.
He prowled closer, looming larger with each step he took. Tossing his coat on the chair, he moved behind her. He didn’t touch her as he circled her, inhaling deeply. “It’s like warm honey and a hint of spices and musk.” The heat from his body surrounded her like a warm blanket. Her knees weakened and she stiffened them to keep from falling to his feet in a heap of wanton need.
He was behind her, for which she was grateful. There was no way she wanted to face him. Crossing her arms over her chest to hide her stiff nipples from his eagle eyes, she said nothing.
A touch as light as a feather stroked over her nape. “So fragile, yet so strong.”
She couldn’t move if her life depended on him. With just that simple touch he had her shackled as tight as though she was wearing chains. She longed to lean back into his touch, but didn’t dare. The power he had over her was frightening. And she didn’t even know his name. “What’s your name?” she blurted out. “You know mine. It’s only fair.”
He chuckled, his breath warm against her ear. “No one ever accused me of being fair, sweet Silence.” His teeth closed over the lobe and he tugged gently before releasing her. “Tienan. My name is Tienan.”
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Have Mercy
Book 2: Project Alpha
by N.J. Walters
Earth 2133
Logan is an Alpha—a genetically enhanced assassin—who has escaped from the lab that created him. He is now outside the Gate—a high tech shield, which protects the enclosed city from the contaminated and lawless land outside. Shot while evading security forces sent to eliminate him, his only goal is survival.
Mercy Dockins is a healer. Her world is shaken to its foundations when a stranger is brought to her near death. As she heals him, her body and soul respond to him, overwhelming her with sexual desire. With little more than a look and a touch, passion flares out of control, consuming them both.
But this stranger is dangerous to not only her well-being, but also to the safety of everyone she loves. And he has brought the security forces right to her door.
"Ms. Walters has written an intensely erotic story and filled it with tender emotion. Even better, Have Mercy is packed with action."
5 Divas and a Recommended Read—Amanda, Dark Diva Reviews
"The first time Logan and Mercy interact is off the scale hot...A not-to-be-missed read."
4.5 and a Reviewers Top Pick—Chris, Night Owl Romance Book Reviews
"Full of passion and drama...I was in awe with author N.J. Walters’ storytelling. I can’t wait until her next thrilling released tale within this phenomenal series."
5 Blue Ribbons—Contessa, Romance Junkies
"...a deeply erotic novel, filled with gentle, aching emotion and high-speed action that, once the battle began, had me holding my breath and reading as fast as I could. "
5 Angels—Merrylee, Fallen Angel Reviews
"...these two strong and compelling characters will have you laughing and panting in excitement at the sexual scenes of love making..."
5 Hearts—Margo Arthur, The Romance Studio
"...raw emotion and nail biting tension..."
4 Dragons—Megan, Veiled Secrets Reviews
"...passion side by side with life threatening danger to keep your attention."
—Jo, Joyfully Reviewed
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Excerpt from Have Mercy
©2009 N.J. Walters
Mercy was standing at the woodstove in the kitchen, stirring a large kettle of oatmeal, when she sensed a disturbance in the air. There was no sound, nothing out of the ordinary to alert her, but the light hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Slowly, she released the ladle, letting it rest against the side of the pot. In what she hoped was a casual move, she took a step to the side. Several large knives rested on the chopping block. She wrapped her fingers around the handle of the largest one, using her body to shield her actions.
The wood in the stove crackled and the water in the kettle hissed. Mercy tucked the knife down by her side as she turned. If it was one of the children playing, she didn’t want to frighten them.
Before she had the chance to turn all the way around, strong fingers gripped her wrist, exerting enough pressure to keep her hand by her side but not enough to hurt her. Mercy knew who was behind her. Impossible. She’d left Logan weak and wounded, tied to a bed.
“What now?” His tone was mild. He was so large his body seemed to surround hers. Not for the first time in her life, she cursed her small size. He was a big man, about a foot taller than her. That didn’t mean she was helpless though. Not by a long shot.
Tilting her head back, she looked up at him. A small smile played at the corners of his mouth. The color of his eyes seemed brighter, like the sky on a sunny day. His gaze flickered from her lips to the v-neck of her tunic.
He shifted closer and his erection brushed against her back. She felt hot, her skin flushed. It was just because they were standing so close to the stove. It had nothing to do with the orgasm she’d had earlier. At least that’s what she told herself.
Ignoring the way her nipples puckered and her pussy clenched, she reached behind with her free hand and found his hard length. He let out a low groan but his hand never loosened from around her wrist.
Licking her lips, she let the backs of her fingers glide up and down his erection. It pulsed against her hand, growing larger by the second. Mercy let her hand slip lower to the vulnerable sac hanging just below his cock. One hard squeeze and she’d be free.
Before she could get a good grip, she was spun around so she was now facing him. He captured her free hand and shoved it behind her back. Holding both her wrists in one hand, he plucked the knife from her grip and tossed it onto the counter. So close, yet it might as well have been miles away.
She was at his mercy.
Her heart pounded as fear began to seep into her consciousness. What did she know about this man? Nothing. He was incredibly strong, obviously resourceful and as sexy as sin. Given the number of scars on his body, he was no stranger to violence. Just because she’d saved his life didn’t mean he wouldn’t hurt her. She wasn’t naïve enough to believe that even for a second.
Plastered against his chest, she could hear the strong beat of his heart. It wasn’t racing like hers, but kept a steady rhythm. He was still aroused, his erection pressing hard against her belly. Her pussy softened as her nostrils were filled with his masculine scent. This wasn’t like her at all. This man affected her like no other. And it scared her.
He scared her.
“Please.” She wasn’t certain what she was asking him for—to let her go or pull her closer. Shutting her eyes, she took a deep breath and examined the situation. He could have hurt her already if that was his plan.
Logan dipped his head down, his lips nuzzling the curve of her ear. “I’d love to please you.” His rough voice scraped over her nerve endings leaving them raw.
“Let me go.” She could hear the raw desperation in her voice as she struggled against his hold, trying to free herself.
“I don’t think I can,” he whispered. She could hear the puzzlement in his voice, as if he were as surprised at their attraction as she was.
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Sweet Charity
Book 3: Project Alpha
by N.J. Walters
Adrian is an Alpha—a genetically enhanced assassin—thought dead by the people who created him. Living outside the Gate—a high tech shield, which protects the enclosed city from the contaminated and lawless land outside, he is the leader of the Resistance, living only to bring down the Gate and the people who sought to kill him.
Charity Caruthers is the daughter of one of the most powerful and brutal men in the inner city—the General. She risks everything, sneaking outside the Gate to get a message to Adrian.
Passion explodes, ripping apart the foundations of both their lives. Charity begins to understand true sexual desire as Adrian teaches her the passion to be found in dark fantasies. Loyalties are tested and trust pushed to the limits as the final confrontation is at hand. Some will die. Some will live. But will Adrian and Charity’s fragile relationship be the final casualty in this war of retribution and freedom?
"I hate sound like a broken record; however, author N. J. Walters has penned another incredible story with SWEET CHARITY book three and final in the Project Alpha series. The plot was thrilling and a real page turner. I simply could not put this book down for one minute."
5 Blue Ribbons—Contessa, Romance Junkies
"With Sweet Charity, the third and final book in her Project Alpha series, N. J. Walters has once again produced a wonderful story of love, courage and devotion. Arguably the best of all three books, Sweet Charity is a thrilling page turner with more breathless passion than the first two books put together."
5 Angels—Merrylee, Fallen Angel Reviews
"The story is very fast paced and kept me on the edge of my seat. The sexual heat between Adrian and Charity is explosive and rather than fade out, the flames continue to build."
5 Stars—L.T. Blue, JERR
"Sweet Charity combines sex, danger and the best type of happy ever after – just my type of story."
—Jo, Joyfully Reviewed
"...I thoroughly enjoyed the tense and fast tale..."
4 Stars—Chris, Night Owl Romance Reviews
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Excerpt from Sweet Charity
©2009 N.J. Walters
Charity stared at the large, imposing man standing in front of her. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the mysterious Adrian. She finally remembered where she’d heard his name before. It was two months before her husband’s death and she’d been eavesdropping on a conversation between him and her father. What had piqued her attention the most was that they seemed to be afraid of this man.
Adrian was the leader of the Resistance, her father’s biggest nemesis.
Most people inside the Gate didn’t know much about the Resistance. The Ruling Council and the General did everything they could to downplay the threat. They didn’t want the general populous thinking that they couldn’t handle things. That would only create unrest in the inner city. And they had their hands full in the outer city.
Members of the security force kept silent about their patrols. To do otherwise would bring death and destruction down on them and their families. Still, there were always rumors and rumblings of unrest. The Ruling Council quickly squashed those. Most folks went about their daily lives and kept their heads down and their noses out of government business. It was the safest way to live.
The man before her had chosen anything but a safe course in life. He was a living legend.
He was a tall man, a few inches over six feet, with incredibly wide shoulders and a lean, muscular body. The T-shirt he was wearing clung to his torso, outlining the rippling muscles beneath the fabric. His waist was lean, his legs long.
His blond hair was cut short in the back, but was slightly longer in the front. He studied her with cool, pale blue eyes, assessing her much as she was doing to him. His jaw was strong, his nose straight. Charity stared at his mouth. Adrian’s lips were full and managed to look soft, yet firm. She wondered what they’d feel like.
The thought startled her. How could she even think about touching a man, let alone having one touch her? Her only experience with sex had been with her husband and that had been cold at best, violent and demeaning at its worst. Still, there was no denying the light fluttering in her belly and it made her uneasy.
“Who are you?” Adrian’s voice was deep and full and very compelling. He didn’t raise it, and yet he commanded immediate respect.
She swallowed the lump of fear rising in her throat. She was so tired of being afraid. “Charity.” Her voice was a mere whisper, so she tried again. “Charity,” she repeated, this time with more force.
Adrian glanced toward the man who’d brought her. “I’ll take it from here, Derrick.”
Charity sensed the unease of the other man before he nodded. “If you’re sure.”
One corner of Adrian’s mouth quirked up. She couldn’t quite call it a smile, but it was close enough to have her wondering what he’d look like if he really smiled. He was already gorgeous. How would any woman resist him if he actually smiled?
“I think I can handle it.” Adrian prowled toward her and she took a step back. He was too big, too male, too powerful. In short, he was a man just like her father and husband. She shivered and locked her knees to keep from taking another step away. She’d come this far. There was no backing down.
Charity heard Derrick leave and close the door behind her, but she couldn’t take her eyes off Adrian. He was a large, sleek predator and she was very afraid that she was his prey.
Adrian circled her once before stopping behind her. She could feel his presence, the heat emanating from his large body. But more than that, she could sense the sheer power of the man. He was smart. He was tough. He was dangerous. And he was focused entirely on her.
Charity hunched her shoulders, an automatic response to the threat of having him behind her. She braced for an attack. But nothing happened. Her heart was racing, blood whooshing so fast in her ears she could barely hear above the din. Her skin was cold, clammy. The anticipation of being struck was almost as bad as the reality.
She jumped when his hand landed on her shoulder, whirled away and turned to face him. She watched him, trying to anticipate his next move.
He stared at her, his eyes narrowed. “Sit.” She swallowed hard as he motioned to a chair. “Please,” he added as an afterthought.
Her knees were shaky, so she decided it probably wasn’t a bad idea if she sat. Keeping him in her sights, she scooted past him. The chair was old and rickety, but it was better than nothing. She gripped the arms tight and lowered herself onto the seat.
Adrian prowled closer. He leaned his hip on the corner of his desk and crossed his arms over his chest. He was imposing without even trying. Her father postured a lot, surrounding himself with security police who were loyal to him, bullying others. But Adrian didn’t need any trappings. This was a man who was confident in himself and his abilities. He didn’t need a full complement of men around him in order to be dangerous. He was that all on his own.
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