AN IMPOSSIBLE MEETING!: Vivianne Quinn is staying at her brother's apartment to recover from a personal tragedy. Her visit is anything but tranquil, for soon a serial killer targets her as the next victim, she has to "babysit" a valuable artifact, and she falls in love with a stranger who is unlike anyone she has ever met. How will Vivianne react when she finds out just how different he really is?

NEANDERTHAL'S NEMESIS: It's common knowledge that Neanderthals are extinct, vanished from the face of the planet about 30,000 years ago. What remains a mystery is how or why this sudden disappearance occurred. Sometimes, however, common knowledge can be wrong....

REVIEW

4 cups! A very creative look at what could have happened to the Neanderthals. All characters provide a full array of personalities that keep the book interesting. The romance is based on strong sexual tension and emotional pull between Max and Vivianne... the originality of the story impresses me the most. Writers who can successfully finish the "what if" in a logical and fascinating way are few, but Ms. Knight succeeds here. COMPETITORS! is a great book for those who love good suspense and a romantic twist, and those who enjoy a good romance with a well written paranormal base."

Reviewed by: Anya Khan
Coffee Time Romance Reviews

EXCERPT

A knock sounded at the door. Her hand fanning her camisole up and down, Vivianne stepped over to the entrance and opened the door. "Gosh, Fran, that was quick--"

Instead of Fran, over the threshold stood Maximilian Vogelherd, his deeply green eyes taking in the sight of her exposed, bare stomach.

"Do you like things slow, then?" he lifted his lips in a deliberate smile, which heated her body's thermostat further.

"Oh! Hi. I, um, thought you were my neighbor, Fran." Vivianne hastily dropped her camisole top... and her wits, as well.

He filled the weakly lit landing with his massive form--muscular, brawny, and powerful. Still clad in jeans, he'd changed his shirt to a black sweater. In one hand he held a pet carrier and the other gripped a shopping bag probably filled with cat supplies. His eyes seemed illuminated from the overhead bulb, and he leisurely swept his gaze from the mane of her ponytail, down to her collarbones, over her now-covered hips, to rest on the polish of her toenails.

"May I come in?"

"Yes, please." She urged Max inside, then shut the door. But now here she was, in close quarters, cramped in her tiny hallway with this colossal hunk of a guy. Her mouth dried, and she swallowed several times before saying, "You're early."

Max took a step closer, which caused her to flatten against the wall. Her body temperature rose even higher. "Eins is impatient to meet you, Vivianne." A "wah" noise came from inside the carrier, as if to confirm.

"Why don't you come into the living room and get the cat out while I change." Her brain sluggish again, she started fanning her camisole until she saw the gleam in his darkened eyes.

"Don't bother to change on my account."