ALICE SHARPE SERIES:

Hidden Identity (Harlequin Intrigue)

Hidden Identity (Harlequin Intrigue)

Alice Sharpe

Romance

He “Died” To Save The Woman He Loved. Now Her Amnesia Might Save Them Both…Faking his death was the only way for Adam Parish to stay alive. But when a suspicious helicopter crash reunites him with the woman he had to leave behind, Adam knows they're both in danger. Unfortunately, Chelsea Pierce doesn't remember who he is–or that she's carrying his child. On the run from merciless killers, Adam vows to protect Chelsea and their baby. But once he reveals the truth, will he lose the woman he loves a second time? 
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Identical Stranger

Identical Stranger

Alice Sharpe

Romance

A woman identical to her is missing.Will she be next?Private investigator Jackson Travers swears he's located his best friend's missing wife, but Sophie Sparrow is not Sabrina Cromwell, even if she looks identical to the woman in Jack's photo. When Sophie is nearly killed, Jack wonders if it's a case of mistaken identity. Can he uncover the truth before Sophie—and her missing doppelgŠnger—end up dead?
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Identical Stranger (HQR Intrigue)

Identical Stranger (HQR Intrigue)

Alice Sharpe

Romance

A Woman Identical To Her Is Missing. Will She Be Next?Private investigator Jackson Travers swears he's located his best friend's missing wife, but Sophie Sparrow is not Sabrina Cromwell, even if she looks identical to the woman in Jack's photo. When Sophie is nearly killed, Jack wonders if it's a case of mistaken identity. Can he uncover the truth before Sophie–and her missing doppelganger–end up dead? 
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Hidden Identity

Hidden Identity

Alice Sharpe

Romance

He "died" to save the woman he loved.Now her amnesia might save them both...Faking his death was the only way for Adam Parish to stay alive. But when a suspicious helicopter crash reunites him with the woman he had to leave behind, Adam knows they're both in danger. Unfortunately, Chelsea Pierce doesn't remember who he is—or that she's carrying his child. On the run from merciless killers, Adam vows to protect Chelsea and their baby. But once he reveals the truth, will he lose the woman he loves a second time?
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My Sister, Myself

My Sister, Myself

Alice Sharpe

Romance

THE SISTER SHE NEVER KNEW...BUT WOULD STOP AT NOTHING TO SAVE It wasn't like Tess Mays to fall apart in front of strangers, but she was having a rough day. Detective Ryan Hill just informed her that her long-lost father was dead, and that the woman lying helplessly in a coma in the ICU was her identical twin. Unbelievable! Somehow Tess had to unravel her father's secret past and find the thugs who intended to kill her sister. For that she needed Ryan's help...if only she could resist succumbing to his protective arms. Her bold plan: to live another woman's life...and possibly risk her own in the process.
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Undercover Babies

Undercover Babies

Alice Sharpe

Romance

IN SEARCH OF HER PASTStumbling upon a beautiful woman with no memory of her past and a tan too fresh to make her an Indiana native, ex-cop Travis "Mac" MacBeth quickly learned a significant fact about the woman he'd dubbed Grace: she'd recently had a baby. As Grace clung desperately to the hope that her child was safe, Mac uncovered a vital clue that propelled them on a cross-country road trip. Before long, between their forced proximity and the danger of an unknown assailant hot on their trail, Mac was drawn to this stranger as he'd been to no other. And although Grace might never remember her past, would she let Mac help her enjoy her future?
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Cowboy Secrets

Cowboy Secrets

Alice Sharpe

Romance

Between an Idaho snowstorm and a killer on the loose, this cowboy has his work cut out for him Ever since beautifiul city-girl Sierra Hyde arrived on his doorstep, Pike Hastings's quiet Idaho ranch life has become a chaotic swirl of deception, murder—and unbelievable attraction. Sierra, who's a much better private investigator than country girl, needs Pike's help to unravel the truth behind too many mysteries. As the evidence builds, this rugged cowboy finds himself willing to do whatever it takes to both keep Sierra safe and convince her to stay by his side. But trying to tame her independent spirit is harder than wrangling a calf. Though not as hard as it'll be to get her out of his heart when she no longer needs his protection...
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Stranded

Stranded

Alice Sharpe

Romance

AFTER MONTHS STRANDED IN THE MOUNTAINS, A DETECTIVE RETURNS HOME TO A TARGET ON HIS BACK—AND HIS PREGNANT WIFE CAUGHT IN THE CROSSHAIRS…  When Detective Alex Foster's plane goes down in the remote Bitterroot Mountains, everyone thinks he is dead. Including his wife, Jessica. But against all odds, he survives, returning months later to the joyous news that Jessica is pregnant. Yet their reunion reminds them both of their imperfections. Then Alex discovers his plane crash was no accident. Someone wanted him dead and is now targeting Jessica to get to him. She wants honesty; he wants to keep the frightening details to himself. Protecting Jessica and his unborn child is Alex's first priority—even if it means giving up his second chance at life to save theirs….
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Duplicate Daughter

Duplicate Daughter

Alice Sharpe

Romance

MISSION: ALASKA Katie Fields came to Alaska demanding answers. What she found was a much-too-appealing single father determined to protect his little girl -- and their hermit lifestyle -- from outsiders. Nick Pierce may have been reluctant to help her, but Katie was convinced the rugged pilot could track down her missing mother. Now, with a storm raging and Katie's long-lost twin recovering back home, she and Nick had no choice but to journey through the icy wilderness, avoiding an unknown enemy tracking their every move...and an all-too-dangerous desire threatening to erupt.
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For the Sake of Their Baby

For the Sake of Their Baby

Alice Sharpe

Romance

A RISKY REUNION When her doorbell rang, a pregnant Liz Chase's heart raced at the sight of her handsome -- and until now incarcerated -- husband, Alex, standing on the porch. For six months Liz had tried to understand why Alex had murdered her uncle, and why he refused to discuss that fateful night. Then she learned that he'd confessed because he thought she was the guilty party -- and Liz didn't know whether to be flattered or furious. But with a killer still on the loose and Alex's freedom on the line, Liz had to help clear her husband's name...all for the sake of their baby.
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Montana Refuge

Montana Refuge

Alice Sharpe

Romance

The last person Montana rancher Tyler Hunt expected to see on his ranch was his soon-to-be ex-wife. True, he had yet to sign the divorce papers, but Julie had sworn never to return. One look in her eyes, however, and he knew why she was back.Julie was in desperate need of his help.She'd left Tyler, fearing the loss of her identity. But that desire for independence had caused her life to be put in jeopardy, and Tyler was the only man she could trust. Yet even as the mystery surrounding her new life brought them back together, a secret from Tyler's own past was threatening their reunion. Would they ever have the chance to recapture the bond they'd once shared?Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Julie Chilton wiped damp palms against her skirt and took a deep breath. When she spoke, her voice wavered as her vocal cords struggled with the words. "There's something I have to tell you," she said.Her boss, Professor James Killigrew, gestured at the chair on the far side of his glass desk. "You look upset, Julie. Please, sit down."He was a tall man with a scholarly look enhanced by glasses and tweed jackets. His high forehead ended in a shock of wild white hair but it was his voice, above all, that commanded attention. Like a fine wine holds nuances of sun, fruit and earth, his voice held intonations of wisdom, confidence and curiosity. No wonder he was so successful at supplementing his political science professor's salary with speaking engagements or that television news shows sought his on-air commentary.That's the part of his life Julie had been hired to manage and she loved her job. Well, she had until two weeks ago…."I don't know where to start," she confessed.He folded his hands together and smiled encouragement. She would have given practically anything if she could have avoided this moment, but there was no choice. Stop stalling."Two weeks ago a man sat down next to me on the bus during my commute home," she began. "He showed me some identification and then started talking, his voice so soft I had to strain to hear. It was clear he knew who I was and who I worked for.""A bus? How prosaic. And what did he say?""He said he was a federal agent heading a special department devoted to investigating racketeering."Killigrew's white eyebrows shot up his forehead."He what?""He showed me identification and everything. Then he told me…well, he said you were under investigation."Killigrew's eyes widened. "Me?""Yes, sir. And he said because of my part in the business side of your career, I would be vulnerable for prosecution as well. Unless—"Killigrew flattened his hands on the desktop and leaned forward. "Unless what?""Unless I helped him.""Helped him what?" he said, his voice as cold as liquid nitrogen.Julie cringed. "With his investigation. He wanted details about your upcoming trip next month, the one to Seattle. All I was supposed to do was pass along your itinerary and report incoming calls originating from there.""And you agreed?" he said, obviously aghast. "You did this?"Miserable, Julie nodded. "I know everything you do is on the up-and-up, Professor Killigrew," she explained. "I felt certain the agent would find that out for himself if I cooperated." She took another deep breath and added, "Okay, honestly, I was afraid your reputation would be destroyed if even a whisper of this got out, so if it could be disproven quietly, that would be best. On the flip side, what if I was wrong, what if you'd done what he said? I'd wind up in jail. And that's the ugly, selfish truth."The next part was the hardest to admit and it required another steadying breath. "This morning, I looked in your private notebook and found a photograph.""You looked in my notebook," he repeated, glancing down at the slender volume sitting beside his computer. He was a little old-school that way, keeping private reminders in written form and taking them with him. But this morning he'd left the book on his desk when he went to teach a class and she'd taken the opportunity to look in it.Lot of good it had done her. Not only was his handwriting hard to decipher, but he also seemed to use some kind of shorthand code and he doodled. How many rectangles with red and yellow chevrons did one man need to draw? She hadn't even gotten to July, the month in question, when a photograph had fallen out from between the pages. One glance at that, and she'd stopped dead in her tracks.Now she slid it out of her pocket and across the desk toward James Killigrew.The photo was of four men in a sea of many people. They didn't even look like they were together. One was full face on, one turned to the side, another seemed to be in motion and a fourth had his mouth open as though speaking to someone off camera. One was Killigrew, two were people Julie didn't recognize and the fourth was the man who had introduced himself to her as Special Agent Roger Trill.As her boss stared at the photo, Julie continued on. "Trill told me he'd never met you. Obviously, that's a lie.That photo was taken earlier this year. See, you still had a beard. You shaved it off after Washington, D.C., you know where you spoke to a bunch of people about—""I know what I spoke about," he said coldly.Julie swallowed. "Yes, of course you do. I called Trill's office to ask why he'd lied to me and to tell him I wasn't cooperating anymore and in fact was going to warn you about him, and that's when I found out the department he claimed to run doesn't even exist. Sir, he used me to get to you for some unexplained reason.""Am I supposed to be grateful for this eleventh-hour spurt of candor?" Killigrew asked as he put the photo back in the book and then folded the book into the inside pocket of his tweed jacket."No," she said softly. "Of course not. I betrayed your trust and for that I'm sincerely sorry. In my defense, it all seemed to make sense at the time, but now I see it doesn't. I had to tell you so you could protect yourself. I'd give anything if I'd used my head to begin with.""Are you insinuating you believe this man's story even after you know he used you?""No, sir, no, but he must have had some agenda and it couldn't be a good one if he went about it…this way." She had to fight the urge to lower her gaze in shame."Yes, you're right," he finally said. "I did need to know, mostly about the kind of woman I employ. At the very least, you are incredibly naive. The words used to describe you after that are considerably less flattering." He stood and stared down at her, his dark eyes burning. "I expect you to be out of this office within the hour."She took a steadying breath, a protest dying on her lips. "I'll do whatever you ask. Can you just tell me who that man really is?""I don't have the slightest idea," he said firmly. "Now, get out." She didn't argue.Within a half hour, she'd dumped the contents of her desk drawer into a cardboard box and carted it outside. Not stopping for even a backward glance, she walked down the busy sidewalk wrapped in a bubble of invisibility. She'd felt this way once before in her life, a year or so ago, when she'd come face-to-face with the fact that her marriage was over.But she wasn't in Montana anymore, she was in Portland, Oregon. Instead of high mountains and cattle trails, she now walked the city streets of the Pacific Northwest. Different climate and situation, same desolate feelings of failure and guilt.Why had she trusted Roger Trill?Her bus stop was up ahead and she approached it with leaden feet, pausing at the edge of a cluster of other waiting people, standing next to a woman wearing a purple scarf.The brisk wind that blew up the gorge and over the river tangled Julie's long hair. Almost dizzy with regret, she closed her eyes until she sensed the shift of the crowd and opened them in time to find the bus approaching.The push came from nowhere, a shove in the middle of her back that sent her catapulting into the street. The box flew from her arms as she fell and the collective gasp of the onlookers mingled with the screech of air brakes as the noise of traffic faded away.She hit first on her knees, then her hands, her forehead banging against the pavement, coming to rest with her right cheek smashed against the road. Huge tires filled her vision. Diesel fumes scorched her throat. It was too late.Hands grabbed her, yanked her, pulled her. The bus doors squealed open and a driver exploded from within. "What the hell?" he shouted. "You trying to kill yourself, jumping out in front of my bus like that? You crazy, lady?"Things were fuzzy. People were picking up her belongings and putting them back in the box and it seemed unreal. Somehow she'd ended up sitting on the curb, stomach rolling, head throbbing, knees and hands embedded with gravel while her unruly hair whipped around her head.A policeman knelt down beside her. He was in his thirties with piercing blue eyes and a fuzz of brown hair. His smile was movie star quality as he tried to reassure her.She wasn't even sure how he got there or when. He introduced himself as Officer Yates and talked to her about a psych evaluation which wasn't surprising considering the bus driver was still telling anyone who would listen that she'd jumped in front of him.She shook her head which made her want to throw up. "No," she said. "I was pushed."She said it in a whisper. The policeman looked up and around and so did she. Some of the crowd had dispersed. A few remained, including the woman in the purple scarf.The policeman questioned each of them. What had they seen or heard? Very little, it seemed. He took names and numbers. The last person he approached was the woman in the purple scarf. "I heard what she said," the woman said, nodding at Julie. "She might be right."Officer Yates wrote on a pad. "You saw something?""Yes. A man in a black hoodie thing. He was standing behind her. I saw his hand come out of the pouch on the front. Now that I think about it, he might have pushed her.""Did you see his face?""No. He was wearing sunglasses, that's all I can tell you.""Young, old? Short, tall? Thin, heavy build?""I couldn't say about age. I'm old enough almost everyone looks young. His sunglasses were big and ...
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SHATTERED

SHATTERED

Alice Sharpe

Romance

ALL HE'D WANTED WAS A REUNION WITH A FRIEND. WHAT HE GOT WAS A NATIONWIDE CONSPIRACY AND A JOB PROTECTING ONE GORGEOUS STRANGER. Deputy sheriff Nate Matthews doesn't know what to think when he arrives in Nevada and discovers his friend murdered. He is sure about the beautiful woman pointing a rifle at him. Sarah Donovan is a liar, she may have murdered her father...and she stirs something inside him he can't possibly explain. But before they can solve one murder, Nate and Sarah find themselves dodging bullets. Being on the run brings new emotions into focus. After a night of passion in a snowbound cabin, they start closing in on the truth--someone means to strike terror in America's heart....
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