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eBook Category: Romance/Suspense/Thriller
eBook Description: Kelly Greene saves people and she's darn good at it, but even her psychic skills have limits and she'll push them to save the man she finds bleeding on the backseat of her Jeep. Saxxon has been under their control for so long that he's forgotten how to fight back, but it won't take him long to learn once he gets a taste of freedom. And with Kelly's love to offer him strength and the powerful Low Key group to back him up, he may finally defeat his betraying brother and the evil group that wants him back.

eBook Publisher: Cobblestone Press
Fictionwise Release Date: February 2008

74 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [628 KB], eReader (PDB) [215 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [200 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [180 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [202 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [222 KB], hiebook (KML) [483 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [263 KB], iSilo (PDB) [165 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [207 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [259 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [276 KB]
Words: 63120
Reading time: 180-252 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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ISBN: 978-1-60088-048-3

"Lynx Clan: Forgiven is an involved, satisfying read which will have readers looking for other stories in this series. Saxxon is a complex character readers will see mature before their eyes. The changes in his character, due in part to his own resolve and his relationship with Kelly, make him an unusual but likeable hero. The emotional connection between Kelly and Saxxon grows from an unlikely friendship into the deep commitment of mates who have an intense connection both in and out of bed. Their sexual encounters capture all the chemistry and emotion driving them. However, as their bond deepens, a very real menace stalks them and threatens to destroy their newfound relationship. The author builds the suspense nicely into the plot and keeps the pacing consistent and quick. I never knew exactly where the story was going to go. The secondary characters draw nicely on other books by L. Shannon and enliven the story with humor and conflict. The climax is well written and has this reader anxiously looking for the next in the series. " FIVE ANGELS ~ Amanda ~ Fallen Angel Reviews "Oh, this reviewer had to give this book a resounding 5, and if the loveromancesandmore rating scale went to ten, it would get full marks. L. Shannon has written a dark story of love and deception with a myriad of interesting and exciting characters. Our main characters, Kelly and Saxxon are wonderful. Although Saxxon at first just seems to be a brain-washed heap of confusion, its wonderful to see his change as he comes off the strange drug he was on and reacts to the Kelly's loving concern. Ms. Shannon's secondary characters certainly add lots of sparks and excitement to the story. This reviewer was particularly entertained by Angel who is a real 'kick-ass' type. This reviewer was thrilled with this story and just couldn't stop reading until the end!!! " FIVE HEARTS ~ Valerie ~ Love Romances and More "This story kept me on the edge of my seat wanting to know what would happen next. I loved the interaction between Kelly and Saxxon, they really seemed involved from the start. The only thing that I wish I could have understood better was Saxxon's wild brother, but I'm sure there will be a sequel to explain that. The passion between the two seemed real and hot, and Saxxon's confusion as he came out of his drug induced haze seemed genuine. I will say that there is so much going on in this story that it sometimes got a little confusing to me, so I had to back up and read some sections twice to get what happened. However, it's a fantastic story that kept me at the computer until the whole story was read, another sleepless night for me! Linx Clan: Forgiven is a story that you shouldn't miss? I can't wait for the next one in the series!" 4.5 hearts ~ Julia ~ The Romance Studio

Washington, D.C. 2005

"Blurry walls. Nothing but stinking, blurry walls."

Kelly Greene shook her head, clearing it of the confusing, useless images. The mental connection sometimes gave her clues to where a kidnapped child was hidden. Unfortunately, what she saw through Sarah's mind did nothing to help find the missing toddler. Attempting to hold the connection and sort through the images surged her already raging headache up another level. She pushed aside the pain and fought to regain her focus. The child's life depended on her psychic talents, which were currently failing them both.

Her instincts told her she was close, but she couldn't get an exact location. She'd circle the block again, for the twentieth time.

She might be psychic, but there were limits to her abilities, and this case was pushing every one of them. The police had dropped her from the case an hour ago when she wasn't able to give any specifics, but she'd tracked this child for the past twenty-four hours, and there was no way she'd give up now.

While her eyes watched the road, she let her other senses relax and accept the connection that bound her to Sarah.

Sarah was tired, hungry, and very scared.

Everything was blurry and confusing through the toddler's mind. Probably tears. There was no way to gain any information from her this way. Kelly only knew of one other way to find her. A really yuck-tastic way, as her son would say.

Through the mind of the kidnapper.

She pulled the car out of the thin traffic. Why, oh why, could it never be easy? She'd have to do it. There was no other choice. She had a feeling that time was running out for little Sarah, that death or worse was approaching fast.

This case had a bad feeling to it from the beginning. Some perception of natural and unnatural. Several times, she had completely lost the connection to Sarah as if something prevented her from reaching the toddler's mind. Darn it, she was good at tracking and didn't just lose the thread that bound her to the individual. So why did it keep happening with Sarah? Why was this case different? Wasn't natural...

Ridiculous. What was natural about anything she did? Not one blasted thing. Her own abilities had been called unnatural or supernatural more than once. Natural, unnatural or whatever, it changed nothing.

She still had a chance, admittedly a slim one, to save this child, and she was darn sure going to try. If it were her son, Patrick, she'd never give up. This time, the grieving mother was a stranger named Sally, but it made no difference. She remembered the terror of losing her child, and she'd never let another mother go through that. For Sally's sake, she would climb into the mind of the devil himself. She'd found Patrick. She'd find Sarah.

That left crawling into a sick mind. Each kidnapper might be different, but every one of them was dangerous and unpredictable. And each one had a mind that she had no interest in entering.

Kelly rolled her head, trying to loosen knotted neck muscles and ease the pounding headache that using her abilities always caused. Nothing would help but deep sleep, what Patrick called her reboot time. That wouldn't happen until she had little Sarah back in her mother's arms.

She shut out the sound of traffic as it buzzed past, turning her senses inward. She reached out for Sarah's immature mind and strengthened the link between them. Sorting through her mind revealed a single new detail; he called her 'baby, nice baby'. That was all the connection she needed to grasp at the ominous presence so close to little Sarah.

There. A man. She slipped into the man's mind and was stricken by what she found.

Scared, no he was terrified. He hated and he hurt. A burning, ripping agony of hurt. Images of needles. Blood. Chains. Bars. Pills. Weapons. Fighting.

The pain and terror rushed through her, knocking the breath out of her chest. His emotions were so powerful they hammered into her mind. Kelly panted through the confusing thoughts and overwhelming pain, ripping herself free from the kidnapper's mind enough to allow her to at least function.

None of it made sense. The images were fragmented and had little connection to thoughts or memories. A kaleidoscope with no way to focus the direction. She pulled back to her own mind, holding onto only a thread of the contact. He hadn't given a single clue as to their location. It was as if he wasn't able to sense his own surroundings through his pain.

His terrible pain.

She could use his pain, track its psychic trail to the source. She threw the Jeep into gear, then roared back into traffic, cutting off a dark colored sedan before taking the first right to swing into an empty lot behind an industrial building. Abandoned, of course. She'd been so close, and the kidnapper's cracked mind was like a beacon to this place. They were inside this building. She'd found Sarah.

With the Jeep parked and silent, she dug through the clutter on her passenger seat, grabbing her cell phone. Her unofficial partner, Captain Rook, was on speed dial, and he'd back her up even when the rest doubted her.

He answered on the first ring. "Hello?"

"Rook, it's Kelly. Listen, I'm at 32nd and Long, the empty red brick building. Get here as fast as you can. I need you."

"You found her?" Although said as a question, she heard the confidence in his voice.

"Almost. Just get here. This one could be messy." She snapped the phone shut, dropping it in favor of the thirty-eight caliber pistol which she put under her denim jacket in its shoulder holster. Good thing she wasn't a size two. Her natural curves hid any bulge that might be seen otherwise.

On second thought, she slid the phone into her jacket pocket and picked up a picture of Sarah cradled lovingly in Sally's ample arms. It was another possible tool to negotiate with the kidnapper. She'd use anything she could to get the child to safety. Playing on a kidnapper's conscience worked sometimes; at least it did when they had one. The thirty-eight worked with the rest. Either way, Sarah was leaving here with her.

She closed the door quietly and moved toward the source of wild emotions through a broken door and into the empty lobby.

Muffled crying came from a back room. She moved that way while using all her senses to home in on the man whose thoughts were no more than an incoherent jumble of negative emotions. He wasn't sane, that much she knew.

She'd stall as long as she could to give Rook time to get here and take control. Otherwise, she might have to kill the kidnapper. No one in that much pain could be rational. She tucked the useless picture into her back pocket and drew the thirty-eight. She moved to just outside the door where she could hear Sarah's reaction to what was going on in the room. If any sound signaled a change, she'd be close enough to get to her, hopefully.

The minutes crawled by as her heart beat louder. Each beat thundered through her pounding skull. Sarah's cries subdued into baby whimpers. Then the whimpers stopped, leaving only silence.

Ominous silence.

Kelly glanced at the gun in her hands and offered a short prayer to any god that would listen. Crossing the entrance, she scanned right and left before moving forward.

"Sarah? Where are you?" she whispered. A short whimper answered from the far corner where Sarah sat in a bundle of blankets.

The room was empty of kidnappers, but was still filled to the point of choking with the man's pain. Wherever he was, he hadn't gone far.

She crossed the room and stooped to pick Sarah up, which left her back exposed for a second too long. A huge arm dragged her back against a rock-like body, crushing the gun and one of her arms to her own chest.

"Who are you?" His voice huffed over her ear as he spoke, dry and panting.

"I just came for Sarah." She tried for soothing, but barely managed to gag out the words past his tight grip.

"Did they send you? I won't go back. I'll never go back." He was terrified. The emotions rolled from him into her, causing her stomach to clench and lurch wildly.

"No one sent me. I just want to take Sarah to her mother." She gasped the words out. She had to get out of here, get herself and the child to safety before he lost whatever restraint kept him from snapping her in two.

"You're n-not one of them?" His confused words stuttered out. "Sarah who? Where am I?"

"I don't want anything but the baby. Just the baby." He was hurting so bad, and the pain filled her to the point she wanted to curl up and die. Or was that his wish?

"Baby? God help me. What have I done?" He sobbed out the words and dropped his arms, releasing her.

In one motion, she grabbed up Sarah and bolted for the door. That was when she heard the scream. That anguished scream would fill her nightmares for an eternity. She tripped at the stabbing pain that shot through the mental connection, numbing her legs, locking up her muscles.

Kelly fell and covered the baby with her own body. The slight roll left her looking at the room behind her. The bulky, muscled kidnapper was on hands and knees before another man. Lean and light, the new man gripped a huge needle, withdrawing it from the big guy's neck.

Whatever was in the syringe was powerful. His eyes glazed over, and he fell forward to the floor. "Help me, brother. Please, don't take me back." The whispered words hurt. Everything hurt.

The connection burned out, and she was left watching the scene though a hazy numbness.

The lean, blond man stared down at the kidnapper. He did nothing but watch until the childlike brute remained motionless on the floor. Then he turned her way.

His obsidian stare was empty of any humanity. The terrible, empty eyes that were found only in someone who'd long ago lost that part that made them human.

A siren wailed close by.

The blond returned the syringe to a small case and pushed it into the pocket of his black fatigues. Then he lifted the unconscious man, who was probably twice his size, with seemingly no effort, settling him over his shoulder and walking out without a word. He looked back once from the darkened hallway. Those blank orbs shone back at her from the dark.