The nature must be awesome! And here it's contrasted with the evil men do to their fellows.
The misery greed and power-grabbing few visit on the less fortunate is overwhelming and perfectly described...
Freya and Cal... CIA spy and a soldier... oil and water...
When I started this one I was annoyed because the sex was intruding stongly in the story, but then it was almost angry sex, where both of them didn't want to feel such strong urge to each other.
All the books in the series have been set in and around the fictional US ba ...more
This book, the third in the Flashpoint series features two characters already introduced to each in the previous book. Rachel Grant gives us the story of Savvy James and Cassius Callahan who have been hyperaware of each other for some time. They are both wary of each other, supposedly “hate” the other one, let alone trust each other, and they are teamed up to infiltrate the organization of Paul Lubanga, the biggest threat to the peace of ...more
I had the same feeling when I finished listening to Firestorm (book three in Rachel Grant’s Flashpoint series) as I did when I finished reading the novel a few weeks back – the urge to stand up, applaud and yell “bravo!” – because it is easily one of the best romantic suspense novels I’ve ever listened to. It’s also a story I’ve been waiting for since the series began; Sergeant First Class Cassius ‘Cal’ Callahan and CIA operat ...more
Passions ignite from the second that CIA covert operator Savanna ...more
"Everyone viewed her as cold and remote, while Cal was the exact opposite."Holy moly, finally!!! Cal and Savvy's book!!! I had a heat stroke every time these two interacted in the previous books of this series 🔥💥🥵 I have been salivating for these two to FINALLY get it on! And what an incredible premise Rachel Grant cooked up for these two badasses. Savannah James, AKA Savvy, is a CIA covert operator stationed at Camp Citron in Djibou ...more
That kind of daring comes in from the beginning with Savannah James an ...more
If James Patterson had a secret protege, I would not be the least bit surprised if it were Rachel Grant. Firestorm is one of the most enthralling political romantic thrillers I've read in a very long time.
Conspiracy + Lies
Sex + Betrayal
Drama + Suspense
Brilliant, well-researched writing so vivid that it draws you in and leaves you perched on the edge of your seat, eyes rapidly moving left to right in an attempt to read as fast as your heart is pounding, frantic to get to...more
CIA operatives are always bit of a pet peeve for me in romances.. They are shady, their lives are all about lying and completing the mission at any cost. Even though I was looking forward to finally getting Savvy's story I was a bit apprehensive going in as Cassius was such a good, honorable man to be pared up with a CIA opera ...more
without a doubt wonderful. Many laugh out loud moments. Hot spicy moments. Others you don’t see coming.
CIA covert operator Savannah James aka Savvy needs a partner for an operation which will for sure be dangerous. The person she picks is someone she knows does not like her. Sergeant First Class Cassius
Callahan. He finally does accept. He’s in for some surprises.
In the middle of the Congo starts ...more
It is only fitting to find out what happened between spook Savannah James and weapons expert Cassius Callahan. The first two books already touched on the sparks between them and the way it unravels within the story makes you want to read on. It brings yet another set of issues and troubles to light within the African continent. This was also a gripping ...more
Ms. Grant writes with such strong details that I felt like I could see the DRC through Savvy and Cal's eyes as there simple mission to gather intel turns into so much more. I was glad to finally get to know Savvy better. She is not all steel and lies as has been projected in the previous books but she is strong and capable. The sparks between Savvy and Cal turned into an inferno in this book; and I was afraid my Kindl ...more
Freya (who was known by her handle Savannah Jones in the past books, and we find out why she hates that name so much), has a great backstory, and some formidable foes who are trying to take her down. She and Cal make a great team, and like in the last book, they are isolated from their team for most ...more
Rachel Grant continues to weave another stellar and compelling story in Book 3 of her Flashpoint series with FIRESTORM.
Such a gifted author, that I always enjoy reading. She takes you on a journey with her words and story. Into the very heart and soul of the Congo and delivers diverse dichotomies and parallels. Its richness and it’s poverty. It’s struggle, it’s peace. The depravity of human kind, it’s greed, corruption and excesses agains ...more
Everyone at Camp Citron in Djibouti thinks Savvy is with the CIA, which she’s fine with. In actuality, she’s a paramilitary operations officer for the Special Operations Group within SAD, making her far deadlier than any regular CIA operative, and her situa ...more
This was so good. It was phenomenal. It was spectacular. It was sort of sad, more melancholy than the other books in this series, but still just as funny and steamy and romantic as ever. SO MUCH HAPPENS in this novel, and my mind spent the entire time racing to try and get there before our heroes ...more
What I love most about Rachel Grant's Flashpoint Series is that she uses these books to bring attention to a world in need. In Firestorm, the setting is in the Congo, where Savannah and Cal are there on a mission where the objective turns from one thing into another.
Cal and Savannah have a love/hate history. They both have an extreme attraction toward one another yet, turned off by the fact that Savannah is CIA, Cal is constantly putting on the breaks. Sava ...more
This book is Savannah’s book and I was eagerly waiting for her ...more
The blurb tells listeners what they need to know so I don’t want to spend time rehashing the plot. There are plenty of excellent reviews which do that already (here’s one). TW: Listeners should be aware t ...more
USA Today bestselling author Rachel Grant worked for over a decade as a professional archaeologist and mines her experiences for storylines and settings, which are as diverse as excavating a cemetery underneath an historic art museum in San Francisco, survey and excavation of many prehistoric Native American sites in the Pacific Northwest, researching an historic ...more
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He’d been released from the brig at two thirty in the morning and was told he’d be departing on the transport as scheduled. Savvy hadn't stopped by his CLU to offer an explanation, and he’d decided not to go to hers. He needed to sleep. They'd have time to sort things out before departure.
But daylight brought no communication from her, and he’d been surprised to find himself alone in the vehicle that delivered him to the airstrip the US military shared with the international airport. He’d begun to wonder if the op would be canceled, when she arrived seven minutes before their scheduled takeoff.
She’d dropped into the seat across from him with little more than a nod in his direction, donned the headphones, and cracked open a file. She stared at the papers on her lap as if they held the meaning of the universe.
They reached cruising altitude. The interior was loud, but not so loud the headphones were necessary. Still, she kept them on. He’d been watching her for twenty minutes, noting that she had yet to turn a page.
He’d been looking forward to seeing her. He’d wanted to check the bruises on her neck, make sure she was okay. But the concern had evaporated in the wake of her avoidance. Her utter lack of acknowledgment of what had transpired last night.
He reminded himself she’d been assaulted. It was wrong of him to expect her to be rational, cool, and calm today. She’d said the man had assaulted her before, and Evers had indicated the same with his words and actions. She had the right to be messed up.
If this were a normal situation.
But nothing about this was normal. They were heading into a covert op, and he knew next to nothing of their plan. Worse, he needed to know if she was on her game. He needed Savannah James, Paramilitary Operations Officer for the Special Operations Group within SAD. He needed the covert operator who could do everything he could do, backward and in high heels.
He didn’t know if that woman had boarded this turboprop.
Flights always took longer on C-130s, and he estimated they’d be in the air about three and a half hours. Too long to wait to find out what was going on in that complex brain of hers.
He unbuckled his harness and moved to the empty seat next to her. Her fingers tightened on the files in her lap. He reached over and extracted the papers from her grip and set them aside. He slid a hand down her arm and took her hand, interlocking his fingers with hers. Her hand was tight, stiff, then all at once, she relaxed and squeezed his hand.
After a moment, she pulled off the protective headphones and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Something in his chest shifted.
He was holding hands with Savvy as she leaned on him, and it felt…right. Good. Like something he’d needed forever but hadn't known.
Several marines sat too close for them to attempt conversation, and a guy sitting across the empty fuselage watched with unabashed curiosity. Cal didn't care.
He liked the way she leaned on him. The way she was willing to accept comfort. The way her hand felt in his.
And he was thankful he hadn't been cut from this mission, no matter how much he hadn't wanted it at first. The idea of her having to pretend to be a sexual plaything to anyone but him made his blood pressure spike.
It was messed up, but he couldn't deny it. The fact that he didn't like the idea of any other man touching her—even if it was only an act—was a problem to deal with when they returned to Camp Citron.
Right now, he was a soldier embarking on a mission, and as he would on any mission, he’d protect his teammate at all costs.”
“Thanks. You’re pretty good at the soldier thing,” Savvy responded. “And you were great tonight.”
“I was horrible tonight.”
“Well, you were great at being horrible.”
He tightened his fingers on the steering wheel again. “Yeah. That’s what I’m afraid of.”