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DEEP
NIGHT

Denver Heroes
#3

Kathy
Clark

Releasing August
18th, 2015

Loveswept

Sure
to
thrill readers of Nora Roberts and Karen Robards, the breathtaking Denver
Heroes
series from New York Times bestselling
author Kathy
Clark
continues as two adrenaline junkies find themselves fighting unexpected
passion—and
unspeakable terror.

Ex-soldier
Chris
Wilson lost too many friends to war. Back home in Denver, he’s trying to
make
a difference as a paramedic, treating victims of crisis situations. Not
even
active combat could prepare Chris for the rush he gets when violence and
tragedy
collide, but the job isn’t the only thing making his heart race. His
partner
is his closest confidant from childhood, and the girl he remembers is
now
a strong, sensual woman . . . who needs him more than
ever.

Sara
Richards
is more comfortable risking her life than asking for help. The petite
blonde
medic put a wall around her heart long ago, vowing to never let anyone
hurt
her again. Only now her long-buried secrets threaten to destroy everything
she’s
built. And though she should be able to trust Chris, his smoldering
blue-gray
eyes ignite desires that feel more dangerous than whatever’s lurking
in
the shadows. For once, Sara can’t go it alone. But Chris might just be
stubborn
enough to stand by her side as she faces down her worst
nightmare.

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WHY DOES EVERYONE LOVE A SERIES? 
IT’S ALL ABOUT THE CHARACTERS
By
Kathy Clark
I
heard another author say that the secret to her success was that she connected
all of her books with cross-over characters. 
I thought that was ingenious on so many levels.
First
of all, readers love series.  It’s like
watching a soap opera.  Most of the main
characters have already been introduced, so it’s fun to pick back up on their
lives.  With each new book, readers get
to experience another great story and meet more characters, but most
importantly, they get to catch up with what’s been happening since the last
book.  It’s almost like a family reunion.
Secondly,
series are good financial investments of an author’s time and talents.  There is a certain level of fan following
that will compel readers to buy all future books in the series.  And if a reader picks up a book in the middle
of the sequence, they will likely buy the first books to catch up on the back
stories.  That is, if the author has
created a series people want to follow which all depends on how much they like
the characters.
Most
importantly to the authors is that it’s so much more fun to write a series than
a stand-alone book.  Speaking for myself,
I get very attached to my characters.  Of
course, I’m the one who creates them, but about a third of the way into the
book, they take over.  From then on, I
sit back and write down everything they say or do.  If I’ve done a good job of setting them up,
they stick to the storyline, but often they surprise em by doing things I
hadn’t expected.  In DEEP NIGHT, one of
Chris’ Marine buddies shows up and becomes an important part of the plot.  I had no idea that would happen, but it
worked into the story beautifully. 
The
characters become very real to me.  I can’t
imagine how difficult it would be to write a book if I didn’t like them.  Then when I write the rest of the series,
it’s like spending time with old friends. 
I’ve missed them, but like with really dear friends, it’s easy to pick
up where we left off.
DEEP
NIGHT is book #3 in the Denver Heroes series. 
The first two books, AFTER MIDNIGHT (about middle brother Sam, the cop)
and CRIES IN THE NIGHT (about older brother Rusty, the fireman) were stories
I’d had in my mind for about twenty years. 
They were gritty, realistic plots about painful, sensitive subjects like
domestic abuse and stalking.  DEEP NIGHT
is about the youngest brother, Chris, who has just returned from several tours
as a medic in Afghanistan.  Chris is
going to med school and working as a paramedic to pay for it.  In a way, he’s the most complicated of the
brothers.  He’s found his calling helping
others with medical emergencies, but he doesn’t always deal with his own.
In
DEEP NIGHT, Sam, Kate, Rusty and Julie all show up.  We get to attend a wedding and catch up on
what’s been happening to them.  They are
an important part of Chris’s life, and, therefore, an important part of the
story.  I’m sad that this is the last planned
book of this series, but I know I can’t let these characters go forever. 
I’ve
already moved on to the next series, Austin Heroes.  The hero of the first book, AFTER LOVE, is a
sexy, complex DEA agent, and I adore him. 
Readers will meet him in DEEP NIGHT, so those two books are
connected.  However, I hope to have a
cross-over book that contains all the characters from both Denver Heroes and
Austin Heroes.  It will definitely be a
lot of fun for me, and hopefully, for my readers.  I just hope all that testosterone doesn’t explode.
So,
series are not loved just by readers; they’re also loved by us authors.  Writing is a lonely business, and when you
get to spend time with your best friends, even if they’re imaginary, it’s a
good day.
www.TheThrillofSuspense.com
BOOKS BY KATHY CLARK
DENVER HEROES SERIES
After
Midnight
Cries
in the Night
Deep
Night

to be released on August 18, 2015
AUSTIN HEROES SERIES
         After Love scheduled for January, 2016
         Almost Forever scheduled for July, 2016
         Another Chance scheduled for December,
2016
SCANDALS SERIES
         Due Dates
         Killer Date
         Worst Date Ever
ROOM SERVICE, A Romantic Erotica Series
         Fantasy Suite, scheduled for April,
2016
         Master Suite, scheduled for August,
2016
SEE YOU LATER (CUL8R) YA Time Travel Mystery/Romance Series
by Bob Kat
         Oh My God (OMG)
         Be Right Back (BRB)
         Believe it or Not (BION)
Rest
in Peace (RIP)

 Excerpt 

“Auto
versus building at the 7-Eleven at 2341 East Colfax, driver unconscious,
unknown medical, reported multiple injuries. Sending fire and medical.”
Chris stuffed the rest of a double bacon
cheeseburger into his mouth, wadded up his trash and tossed it in the fast-food
bag on the floor. He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot and
onto the street. His partner, Sara, grimaced as she snapped the lid closed on
her salad.
“You’re going to kill yourself if you keep
eating like that,” she told him.
“Thank God I know a paramedic who’ll save my
life.” He flashed her a crooked grin. Death by cheeseburger wasn’t something he
worried about. The whole time he’d been in Afghanistan, all he could think
about was a juicy cheeseburger so big it would barely fit into his mouth, and
now that he was back, he didn’t deny himself the pleasure.
“I’m not a miracle worker.” As she spoke, she
reached for the radio in anticipation of the call.
“Then why the hell am I riding with you?” he
teased.
“Ambulance
25, come back with location,” the
dispatcher’s voice filled the cab.
“East 23rd and York and heading toward
Colfax,” Sara said into the microphone.
“Need
you on a code 10 at 2341 East Colfax, vehicle versus building, injuries unknown. Could be multiples.”
“Copy.” Sara hooked the microphone back on
its clip and flipped the switches to turn on the lights and siren. A code 10
was considered an emergency call, which meant they needed to get there as fast
as safely possible.
As usual, the drivers in front of them went
through various stages of panic as they tried to get out of the way. Some moved
right, some tried to merge into the outside lane, while still others simply
stopped in the middle of the road. Chris skillfully maneuvered the ambulance
through the urban labyrinth. Traffic was surprisingly heavy for eleven on a
Wednesday night.
“Did the Rockies game run late?” he asked,
driving up on the curb to get around a line of cars. As they approached the
intersection, the Opticom sensor picked up the ambulance’s signal and switched
the traffic light to green. Chris cautiously checked to make sure everyone in
the opposing lanes was paying attention, then turned through the intersection
and headed toward Colfax.
“Don’t know, but maybe that’s a good sign.
They’ve been playing like Little Leaguers so far this year.” Sara kept a wary
eye on the traffic, too. Tonight was Chris’s turn to drive, but that didn’t
mean she would relax and let her guard down. As field instructor, she was the
senior medic, so everything he did was her responsibility.
“Remember the video game Frogger?” he asked, crossing two lanes
to get to an opening.
“Watch out for that car!”
Chris slammed on the brakes, stopping just
inches from a black Camaro that had run the red light.
“Fucker,” Sara muttered.
“Language, girl,” Chris reprimanded with a
smile. “Your mother would wash your mouth out for words like that.”
“Fuck you,” she snapped back. But even in the
darkness of the cab, he could see the twinkle in her eyes. Their relationship
went much farther back than the six months they had spent together in the cab
of this ambulance.
Their families had been next-door neighbors
for most of their childhood, although Sara was two years younger than the
youngest Wilson boy. Back then, Chris thought she was an annoying little girl
who followed them around the neighborhood. Now she was his boss.
Chris turned into an alley, pulled up next to
the 7-Eleven and parked behind two police cruisers. A fire truck and two more
police cars were in front of the building.
“Showtime!” Sara exclaimed as she unfastened
her seat belt and exited the ambulance almost before it came to a complete
stop. She opened the back doors, grabbed her medical kit and jogged toward the
wrecked vehicle.
Chris jumped out the driver’s side, got the
stretcher out of the back and hurried to catch up with her. For a short woman,
she could really cover a lot of ground quickly. He saw his brother Sam standing
next to a late-model Expedition that was stopped almost completely inside the
store. Sara was kneeling on the ground and taking over CPR on the driver.
“What happened?” Chris asked.
Sam, who worked for the Denver Police
Department, shook his head and answered with typical cop dark humor, “Probably
in a hurry to pick up his beer . . . until he realized they didn’t have a
drive-through.”
“Anyone hurt in there?”
“Looks like it. Fire department beat you here
. . . again.”
“Yeah, well, they’re better drivers than
medics. I’d better take over before they kill someone.” Chris ducked under the
yellow tape that marked the boundaries of the scene and headed inside. He
glanced at Sara, who was working on the driver. “Need any help?”
Before they had arrived, two firefighters had
pulled the man out of his car and were administering CPR. “I’ll take this one,”
she said as she ripped open a sterilized intubation packet. There were all
sorts of injury-specific packages included in their kit, which made it easy to
treat patients. “Check inside for patients.”
By the looks of the scene, the driver must
have passed out or was in the throes of a heart attack when he pressed the
accelerator instead of the brake. The big SUV had jumped the curb and plowed
through a paneled plate-glass window, sending a shower of glass all over the
store. He’d taken out a short brick wall and continued inside until a
six-foot-tall shelf of soda and water bottles stopped his forward progress.

 

Kathy Clark is a New York Times
bestselling
author whose novels have sold more than three million copies in
eleven
languages. Her plot lines have always championed women’s empowerment,
placing
strong female characters in real-life situations. Her stories will make
you
laugh and cry, and her characters will live in your heart forever. She
lives
with her husband and co-author, Bob Wernly.