Trapped in the remains of a plane with the woman he loves is like a dream come true. Markus prays he can convince Alyssa he's not the womanizer she believes him to be. And if he can make her fall in love with him, his dream would be complete.
Praise for Trapped!
"Looking for a book sure to raise your temperature and your pulse? This quick read definitely did that for me."
-- Jacquelyn R. Ward, The Romance Studio
"Michelle Hasker creates a situation that promises to be hot enough to melt snow which is perfect since this story does take place in Alaska."
4.5 Ribbons! -- Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies
"Trapped! is a fast paced story about acceptance of one's self as well as love and lust. I love how there is the hint of a twist in the epilogue; it made the story even more fun to read."
--Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed
"Snowfire: Trapped! left me wanting more of Alyssa's and Markus' story and tempted me with Alyssa's sister Melinda. I look forward to reading more about these fascinating characters."
--Hibiscus, Whipped Cream Reviews
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Alyssa scowled at Markus Reynolds. The man was fucking insane if he thought she was going to boink him until the sun rose or help came. Neither would come fast enough for her, even if he was the hottest male she'd ever worked with.
He gave her a knowing look. "Look, it's not like I want to fuck you, but we'll freeze to death if we don't."
"No, we won't. Most of the fuselage is still intact. I patched most of the tears, and sealed us off from the missing tail section. I used up the supplies we were supposed to deliver, but we're not going to make it there anyway."
"We're not sure how long it'll take for a rescue party to find us."
"That might be due to the fact you wanted to fly over some stupid frozen lake." She ignored the irritated expression on his face. She had a right to be irritated, not him. "You should have kept to the original flight plan."
"It's not my fault that engine stalled. I did a preflight check."
"A lot of good that did us." Alyssa crossed her arms and tried to flop into a more comfortable position on the raft she'd inflated for a makeshift bed. "If we build an igloo just right, we can start a fire without making it cave in on us."
Markus laughed. He didn't even try to hide how amusing he thought her idea was.
"It would work!" Before she could elaborate, her sister's words came back to haunt her. On the eve before your thirty-third birthday you'll need to spend the night making sex magick. By the morning your power will be at its fullest.
"Alyssa, be reasonable."
"I'm trying, you jackass!"
"You've had the same training I have. We could build your igloo, if we had the time and strength. With my bum arm…" Markus looked down at his arm, hanging at his side.
She knew what he didn't say. The bleeding hadn't stopped. Perhaps his suggestion to have sex was because he was afraid he was going to bleed to death. She could save him. But she'd put herself at risk to do so. What a mess! Crashing in the Alaskan wilderness wasn't the worst thing that had happened to her. It was just the most recent.