Cospiracy Stories

Counterpart is the first novel to feature Sean and Sport. You might want to read Counterpart before El Tiburon. Here's a quick description: Imagine a strong single woman with a thriving career as a physician. Sport calls all the shots, with no ties other than three cats and an immigrant mother who desperately wants her to get married. The male compatriot is an agent for the CIA. Sean has sworn to protect his country from foreign invasion, and he is serious about his job. Sean is Caucasian and Sport is African-Japanese. They are both fiercely American. The last thing on either of their minds is romance. Sport witnesses the murder of a family friend, and escapes into Sean's protective custody. When a plot by Russia to infiltrate our nation is uncovered, Sean finds out too late his direct boss is the enemy . . . Sport has the evidence to prove it. The dilemma is how to keep Sport safe and resolve the escalating danger to the country. When they realize the President is the next target, they join forces with a rag-tag team of patriots to stop the assassination. The scene unfolds at a swift pace as Sean and Sport struggle with internal and external conflict. They bicker, yet love continues to grow in spite of their differences. With murder, romance, humor, and intense action at every turn they learn to depend on each other.

The Lady Who Hunted Shadows People say every city has its secrets. I used to believe that was just another saying adults repeated whenever they wanted to make life sound mysterious. I believed every mystery had an answer, every crime left evidence behind, and every lie eventually collapsed under the weight of the truth. I was wrong. Some secrets don't hide in locked rooms. They hide in people. I never imagined that a single decision-one moment of curiosity-would drag me into a world where trust becomes dangerous, silence speaks louder than words, and every shadow seems to be watching. What begins as an ordinary search for answers slowly turns into an obsession. Every clue leads to another question. Every answer uncovers another lie. Every person I meet seems to know more than they're willing to admit. The deeper I investigate, the more I realize that nothing is what it seems. Friends become strangers. Strangers become allies. And those who appear harmless often hide the darkest intentions. Some mysteries aren't solved with luck. They're solved with patience. Observation. Logic. And the willingness to risk everything for the truth. But the truth has a price. There are whispers that disappear the moment you get close enough to hear them. Forgotten files that should never have existed. Stories that everyone insists are fiction-until the evidence begins to pile up. Someone has spent years making sure certain secrets stay buried. Someone powerful. Someone intelligent. Someone who is always one step ahead. The question isn't whether the mystery can be solved. The question is whether I'll survive long enough to solve it. Because the closer I get to the truth, the smaller my world becomes. Every late-night phone call feels like a warning. Every unfamiliar face feels like a threat. Every shadow feels alive. Some people hunt criminals. Some hunt monsters. I hunt shadows.

How far are you willing to go to release secrets?

Reha knew she had messed up. Her impulse had yet again made her into a target of an officer. An officer with a devil's reputation when it came to discipline. She never had trouble with decorum , but her circumstance was dire, it was a chance. In hindsight she could appreciate her stupidity. Captain Nirvan knew there were other medics, reliable, experienced and without political baggage. But a proper combat trained medic, with 3 yr trainee period was unheard of. He would be a fool not to take advantage of the situation. And Nirvan was no fool, not by a long shot.