p.m. terrell is the award-winning, internationally acclaimed author of more than 16 books in four genres: paranormal romantic suspense, suspense/thriller, historical adventure/suspense and non-fiction. Vicki's Key, the second book in the Black Swamp Mysteries series, was a finalist in the 2012 International Book Awards (one of only five in the mystery/suspense category) and River Passage won the 2010 Best Drama & Fiction Award. She has been a full-time writer for more than ten years. Previously, she founded and operated two computer companies; her clients included the CIA, Secret Service and Department of Defense. Her work in detecting computer white collar crime and computer intelligence inspired many of her books. She is an avid dog lover and advocate for animal rights and founded the New Leash on Life program in Robeson County, NC, which rescues dogs and places them in the prison system for obedience training and adoption. She also co-founded The Book 'Em Foundation, whose slogan is Buy a Book and Stop a Crook; their mission is to raise awareness of the correlation between high crime rates and high illiteracy rates. She co-chairs the Book 'Em North Carolina Writers' Conference and Book Fair each year in Lumberton, NC, which raises money for literacy campaigns in our communities.
Author Fun Facts
1. Favorite Author: Erin Quinn
2. Favorite Book: The Mummy by Anne Rice
3. Favorite Movie: The Others
4. Preferred Drink: Diet Coca-Cola
5. Favorite Activity: writing (of course!)
6. One thing readers would be surprised to know about you. When I was 21 years old, I was homeless. Just three years later, I founded the first of two computer companies. It still boggles my mind when I consider that quantum leap.
7. Actor/actress you see playing your main character in your book. I wish I was more up to date on Irish actors; I’d love an Irish version of a young Russell Crowe playing Dylan Maguire. Amy Adams would be perfect as Vicki Boyd. And Lindsay Lohan could definitely play bad girl Brenda Carnegie.
8. Night owl or early bird: early bird
9. Favorite dinner: anything with candlelight and wine
10. Favorite romantic gesture (received or given): it’s all in “the look” …
Publisher: Drake Valley Press
Release Date: September 2012
Irishman Dylan Maguire is back in Secrets of a Dangerous Woman, reuniting with psychic spy Vicki Boyd. In his first mission with the CIA, he must interrogate recently captured Brenda Carnegie. But when she escapes again, it's obvious she's had help from within the CIA's own ranks. With Vicki Boyd's psychic assistance, Brenda is back in his custody again. And now he must find out why some in the highest branches of government want her dead - and others will risk everything to help her. And when he discovers her true identity, his mission has just become very personal.
Brenda was taller than her sister. His chest touched her back as he leaned on the door, her hair brushing against his face and flowing downward nearly to the top of his jeans. She smelled of Vicki’s shampoo and Vicki’s perfume.
“Where the bloody hell do you think you’re goin’?” Dylan said.
She didn’t answer but continued facing the door.
“Put the gun down, Red,” he said calmly.
“Since you remember me,” she said, still with her back against him, “you know I didn’t have a gun.”
“I know that you’ve got me gun in your right hand. And I know as soon as you turn around, that gun is goin’ to be pointed at me chest.”
“Let me go, Irish. Don’t make me shoot you.”
“There are two things I won’t be allowin’ to happen. First, you’re not gonna shoot me with me own gun. And second, they won’t be catchin’ you with me gun on you. They won’t be tracin’ you back to me.”
She remained motionless and he could almost hear her mind racing. “I’m bad news, Irish. You and I both know it. It’s better this way.”
“It’s better that you stay here. You’re safe here.”
“What are you saying?”
“I think I just said it.”
“I’m turning around,” she said after a moment’s hesitation. “And I’m handing you the gun.”
He moved slightly away from the door, dropping his arms from around her head as she turned around. He took the gun from her hand and set it on the kitchen table beside them.
“I wish I’d met you before Vicki did. We would have been good together.”
His eyes followed her jawline, her full lips, a slightly wide, upturned nose, her high cheekbones, and a mountain of copper hair a man could get lost in. Then his eyes moved to her perfect brows, one raised slightly, coquettishly, before stopping to peer into her mesmerizing amber eyes. “We would have been dangerous together.”