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Forged in the hellfires of combat, the paramilitary operatives of the covert organization known as Stony Man are the President's first response team when crisis strikes. Unencumbered by red tape or protocol, they've got no margin for error.If Stony Man can't stop it, most likely nobody else can– especially now, as they race to halt the release of a computer virus before hell on earth becomes a reality….Project: Cold Earth is a malignant computer worm capable of destabilizing nuclear reactors to the point of meltdown. It's the brainchild of a CIA freelancer who's become a high-value target for the good guys and the bad. Now the virus is in the wrong hands, along with its creator, and everybody–the hunters, the buyers and the sellers–are crowding the front lines. It's a desperate countdown for Stony Man, a nightmare made in the U.S., but poised to take down the rest of the globe…

Tonight, a masked man escapes the revelry and glimpses a breathtaking woman undressing in the window below. A naughty show—for him. Desire sparks between them… until the blinds come down.Software developer Alyssa Vaughn has reason to hate damnably-hot nightclub owner Beckett Kayne. Mostly because he’s trying to put her out of business. But Beckett has a secret he’s keeping from her. By day they’re rivals. By night, he dons a mask and brings her wickedest fantasies to life. Until the Bacchanalia Ball, when Alyssa puts on her own mask…and his comes off!

ENEMY COMBATANTMack Bolan is on the trail of encrypted documents thought to contain details of the financial networks of terrorist groups around the globe. Real-time intelligence points to Grozny as the meeting place for a deadly deal, but Bolan arrives too late to stop the slaughter–or retrieve the goods.With a missing U.S. undercover operative and a renegade intelligence broker on the loose in the badlands of Chechnya, Bolan plays hardball in a world of counterintelligence and backstabbing, where the only game is blood and betrayal. But whether it's the concrete jungle or the open road, the Executioner understands the rules of engagement better than anyone– there are no rules.