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Authors: Kristen James

The Enemy's Son

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The Enemy’s Son


@ 2012 Kristen James

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Cover Photo: Vincent Besnault. Digital Vision. Getty Images



Reading Guide:

A Cowboy For Christmas –
flirty contemporary romance

More Than Memories –
emotional romantic suspense

Embers of Hope, Flickers of Passion –
emotional women’s fiction

The Enemy’s Son –
nonstop action, romantic suspense

The Fairy and her Giant –
Fantasy novella

Quick Reads –
short stories and two novellas

The River People –
Native American fiction


A Miraculous Fate
– a mystical thriller co-written with Tommy Garrison


Kauai Spy Games
– Spy/ CIA thriller co-written with Jeff Ivanov

Recovery of Agent M
– CIA/ Navy Seal military adventure co-written with Jeff Ivanov



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The Enemy’s Son


Cora discovers her father is in trouble… and the only person who can help her is The Enemy’s Son.

Her father couldn’t have stolen a million dollars, so how is he going to replace it? In one week?

Nick Holloway claims he wants to help Cora, saying he’s deceiving the Hallways to keep her safe…but what if he’s playing both sides? He could be using her attraction to him against her.  Nick is ordered to take Cora out into the wilderness to a remote cabin to keep her father in line. Cora can’t allow herself to trust Nick, no matter how sexy he is.

Soon she’s running from her feelings for Nick, running from the creepy henchman Alexander and the rest of the Holloways, and trying to find her father.

The clock is ticking…

Praise for Kristen James’ Writing:



“I just loved this book! [
More Than Memories
] Primarily because Ms. James’ equation for the plot kept me guessing the entire time.” Big Al’s Books and Pals, 5 Stars


“James has a great way with words and builds very realistic characters. I really enjoyed this story and although I usually do not go for romance, the relationship between Trent and Molly held my attention as they searched through their past to piece together the detail of Molly’s mysterious disappearance.”
Reader review of More Than Memories,
also rated 5 stars by The Fictional Bookshelf and BigAl’s Books n Pals.


A Cowboy for Christmas
is a great romance for the holidays or anytime you like. A bit fun and flirty read that will not disappoint.” Coffee Time Romance


“Kristen James has done it again with another romance novel to warm your heart. [A Cowboy For Christmas] She has created truly down to earth and like-able characters with Missy and Brent. The story is perfect for the holidays! Not too long, not too short, I finished the book in about a day. Like her other book,
More Than Memories
, you become immersed in the story, the plot and the descriptive scenery.” Reader Review


“A beautifully woven plot,
Embers of Hope, Flickers of Passion
, will have you crying with Cassie, cheering for Jason, and praying Eric does not return to distinguish the flames that are spreading between Jason and Savanna.” Reader Review


“I tend to decide in the first few pages of a book if I'll get "sucked" into it or no. This book had me hooked from the beginning, and the story of love and sacrifice and healing was refreshing!” Reader Review


The Herald and News of Klamath Falls called
The River People,
“A nicely told tale that discusses American Indians from a different perspective. It combines history with romance, with a hint of early women's liberation, and a larger dose of Indian culture.”



Cora tapped her nails on the table and glanced at her watch. Other people were laughing and talking over dinner all around her while her temperature rose. She hated waiting for anyone, and this was more irritating because she was worried about her father. He never ran late. Never. She called his cell and office once more and left another message when he didn’t answer.

Jerry was her only living family member and she knew she worried too much about him. He did the same with her.
It’s me and you.
That’s what they always said.

Usually she found Dad waiting at a table for her, with dinner ordered and the most expensive bottle wine available ready to serve. Because he had lived most of his life with limited resources, he enjoyed splurging on her. Keith Holloway paid him way more than his accounting job required, but that was something she had been grateful for when they desperately needed the money. That was back when she started college. Now she was a top reporter in the area and making her own money.

I should go.
She grabbed her purse and threw a twenty on the table, although she hadn’t ordered anything.

Outside, warm June air washed over her as she walked past the blooming rhododendrons lining the building. The soft breeze brought the relief of escape, as silly as that was. Cora filled her lungs and exhaled, trying to send the stress out with her breath. She’d go home and wait for her dad to call. He’d feel horrible for making her worry and that dissolved any lingering anger.

Summer had exploded into full bloom, turning her home in central Oregon into a paradise. The sweet smell of flowers and freshly cut grass filled the air.

“Cora Evans?” A voice from behind stopped her as she pushed the unlock button for her red Miata. She turned and found a tall man watching her with intense, rich, light brown eyes, set in a chiseled face. His dark hair looked almost too long. Almost.

They stared at each other like teenagers going on their first date, both trying not to smile. It was that perfect moment when you catch a stranger’s eye and share a second of blatant appreciation for each other. But this wasn’t a passing look on the street. He wanted something.

A sportscaster? Then again, not everyone worked in her industry. And what did it matter what he did, when he was focusing on her like he’d found the lost city of Atlantis?

She couldn’t look away, either, even while she felt her body temperature rising.

“Miss Evans?” He raised one eyebrow as he waited for her to answer. She managed to pull her eyes away from his face to his striking blue dress shirt long enough to collect herself.

“Yes?” Cora hesitated, looking up again and drowning in his warm look. His eyes had a glow to them. Almost by habit, she took a mental picture of the man, and didn’t mind the chore at all. She kept a detached gaze and took in his surprised eyes, full lips, and bronze complexion.

Oh, he’s a model! He wanted some press.

Strangely enough, he acted as mesmerized as she felt.

“I didn’t expect . . .” He searched for the words to finish his sentence, but by now the pause had grown too long to cover.

“You didn’t expect
?” she asked, amused. The semi-sharp angles on his clean-shaven face gave him a determined, focused look, and those eyes were focused on her like he’d never seen a woman before.   

“You’re breathtaking.”

Now he could be amused because his words put a rose blush on her cheeks. She had no idea of how to answer that, unless she wanted to say, “Are you busy tonight?”

After an hour of staring at each other over dinner, maybe she’d let him steal a kiss. They could take a walk and visit the park where he could gaze into her eyes, tell her how beautiful she was, and ever so slowly lean in for a kiss. He’d pretend to be shy, of course, but knowing. She could picture his bedroom eyes and the unspoken question…

Wait! She needed to figure out where on earth her father had gone.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, or scare you just then, but I needed to let you know your father couldn’t meet you tonight.”

Then why didn’t he call? And who are you?

“You know my father?” she asked out loud. He didn’t answer her question, and Cora wondered if he preferred for her to stare at him and forget she asked. His sure, sweet smile made her want to smile back at him, but she dug down deep for some self control. Something was off here. “I don’t believe I’ve met you before.”

He flashed a smile, a bright, friendly and sexy-as-all-get-out smile.

“No, you haven’t. I’m Nick.” He extended his hand, and she hesitated, but then shook hands. They didn’t shake, just firmly held on for a quick minute. “I just stopped by to let you know your father’s tied up at work.”

She spent hours interviewing people and practicing active listening and eye contact. So why did this feel so awkward?

“I tried to call him.” How ridiculous. Why did her father send a stranger to relay the message? Anything to do with Jerry’s work and Keith Holloway got questions running through her mind. People throughout the city applauded Keith as a hero for donating money in all the right places, but she just didn’t trust the Holloways.

Her reporter skills kicked in even while she laughed inwardly. Not everything was a scandal waiting to happen.

She asked, “Why didn’t my dad just call me?”

With helpful expression, he said, “He’s busy at the moment.”

He’s lying.
But why? Three facts intrigued Cora: the man’s hesitance, his good looks, and the fact that she had never met him or heard her father mention him. Nick… the name didn’t ring a bell at all. She wanted to know more, but at the same time she felt the need to get out of there.

“Well, thank you for driving over here to let me know.” She turned and opened her car door.

“I don’t want you to miss dinner, since you’re already here. I’d love to take you to dinner. It’s a great restaurant.” He tilted his head with a poor-little-puppy look. She bet not too many women said no to that face.

Maybe he had read her mind a bit ago. She wanted to fall into his wonderful trap, but this was just too weird.

“Thank you for the invitation, but I’ll be fine.” She said the word with a smile although she wasn’t too happy about leaving him behind.

He stood with his hands in his pockets, like he was strolling down the beach, and watched her back out of the parking space and drive around the corner. It felt like a missed opportunity for sure, but at the same time her instincts were screaming at her. Had she missed something?

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