Intrigue Noir Books

"I warned you this would be dangerous." Trouble has a way of finding me. This time I'm hunting it down—bartending at After Dark, Kansas City's most exclusive gentleman's club. It's a world I've tried hard to escape. But the plush interior and secluded booths are a front for an illegal sex ring, tied to my sister's disappearance. And before I can locate Megan, I have to get past big, sexy Josiah Kemp. The usual tricks—flirty smiles, subtle touches—don't seem to be working on Josiah. Something in his dark gaze says he knows my secrets…and has a few of his own. Learning he's an undercover cop posing as a bouncer complicates things, but he's the kind of man you want on your side—and everywhere else. With his help, I know I can get answers. Even if it takes a few rounds between the sheets to get them. If you love heart-stopping suspense and fearless romance, look for Julie Miller's Harlequin Intrigue title Crossfire Christmas available now!

When I picked up Ryker in that bar, I had an endgame in mind. I'd use him to get out of the colossal mistake I'd made getting mixed up in the con at the mansion. The sex was just a spectacular perk. I got him as far as my car, heading for the border and freedom. A crash. Then blackness. I've woken with a stiff of a husband, a surly, sexy bodyguard—Ryker—and no memory of either of them. I wouldn't say I'm the type to sleep with the help, but Ryker can't keep his hands off me—and the feeling is deliciously mutual. When everything in my life feels wrong, Ryker's touch is my reality. Apparently my name is Tiffany Peterson….

A reluctant stripper and a damaged bounty hunter lay bare a tale of stolen lives, secret shames and the powerful criminal behind their every shattered dream. Polly: For just one night I needed to turn off the dread I felt every day. I needed to forget that despite every carefully planned escape, my past was waiting to tap me on the shoulder and steal away everything I cared about. I wanted this man. It was passionate. It was perfect. It was the beginning of the end. Painter: I don’t get involved. I don't get personal. I get a name and last-known whereabouts, and I get the job done. This assignment was no different. Find and identify the target. Collect and deliver the target. But the woman calling herself Polly was a revelation—in every way. My boss always got what he wanted. Until now.

"That's the way I like it—hot and wet." Not something I'd typically say in a job interview, but it just kind of slipped out. I blame Ronnie Tate—the woman is sin in stilettos. As bosses go, the sexy ex-showgirl is way more appealing than the Miami billionaire who hired me to find his missing mistress. The girl's trail ends at Ronnie's bayside bar, so I've got to get close to the people there to find out more. And I plan to get real close to Ronnie in particular. She's hiding plenty—like why she's clinging to this dump her late husband left her, and why her employees keep disappearing. If I have to expose more than just Ronnie's secrets, so much the better. Slinging drinks isn't private investigator J. P. McCoy's usual MO. But nothing is what it seems in this sultry noir tale of blackmail, murder, sex and scandal. If you love heart-stopping suspense and fearless romance, look for Carol Ericson's Harlequin Intrigue title The Hill available now!