Alice Orr, Romance Author, Backlist

HEAT OF PASSION, Harlequin Intrigue #464, April 1998, ISBN: 0-373-22464-8

Phoenix Farraday never dreamed her image-enhancement business could lead to something sinister. Until she took on a very dangerous client. She fled to save herself -- and suddenly found one sexy Slater McCain by her side, ready and willing to offer protection....

Lean and strong, with dark, unruly hair and a chiseled profile, Slater could sweet-talk a woman into anything. Into his life. Into his arms. Into his bed. Sun-drenched days and star-filled nights with the man proved Phoenix had found her future. But would his paradise last, once her disastrous past caught up with her?

PROTECT ME, LOVE, Harlequin Intrigue #398, ISBN # 0-373-22398-6, December 1996

MANHATTAN HEAT, Harlequin Intrigue #369, ISBN # 0-373-22369-2, May 1996, Part of the DANGEROUS MEN Series

"Bennett St. Simon's predictable life changed in a flash when she walked in to find Memphis Modine kneeling over a dead body and became Modine's hostage. But, nothing prepared her for the desire she would come to feel for him or for her need to prove his innocence. Alice Orr delivers a truly Dangerous Man in MANHATTAN HEAT. Both hero and story will keep readers I breathless from beginning to end." -- Romantic Times

"Every once in a while you read a book that grabs you with the first page. This is such a book.. A real page-turner. You won't be able to put it down." -- Time Machine

"Enough suspects and secrets to keep the most astute mystery reader guessing." -- Gothic Journal

"Lots of action makes a trip to Camp Fear an unforgettable getaway." – Rendezvous

"Alice Orr gets better with every book. Her previous title, Past Sins, also had a humdinger of an ending. Readers will hope her next offering comes soon." -- Gothic Journal

"A chilling tale with more than a few surprise twists and an intense, action-packed finale." -- Romantic Times

PROTECT ME, LOVE, Harlequin Intrigue #398, ISBN # 0-373-22398-6, December 1996

"Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!"

The big, jolly voice boomed from the doorway and shot like a cannonball through Nick's tormented thoughts. Santa Claua, had just burst into the Waldorf Hotel ballroom with a green-clad, oversized elf in his wake. Nothing activated Nick's natural suspiciousness like people in costumes. He stepped in front of Delia as the crowd parted to make way for Santa and his helper to get to the center of the room. Santa was carrying a very large sack. He could have anything in there, up to and including an AK-47. Nick reached behind him and grabbed Delia's arm so he could pull her closer and know exactly where she was. The music had changed from rock and roll to "Santa Claus Is Coming To Town," but Nick wasn't really listening. He was too busy trying to watch Santa and the rest of the people in the room while sidling himself and Delia away from the center of the crowd around the fat man in the red suit.

"It's him," Delia exclaimed, as she pulled against Nick and back toward the center of the dance floor.

"Where?"

Nick's, free hand went automatically to the back of his waistband. His, first thought was, that she'd spotted Clyde Benno. Nick never drew his gun in a crowded place if he could help it, but he was ready all the same.

"Right there," she said. She didn't sound scared, only excited. "Santa Claus is the man who said he owned this company, and Rudy's playing his elf." She laughed in a peel that sounded like holiday bells. "Look, Nick." She tugged his arm. "Rudy's painted his nose red. Get it? Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer? Except he's Rudy the Red-Nosed Elf."

Nick stared at Santa, then at his elf, then at Delia who had pulled out from behind him. She had a smile on her face as wide and full of joy as a kid on Christmas morning. Nick did get it then. He heaved a sigh of relief and let himself relax a little, though he still kept a sharp watch as Rudy held the bag open and Santa pulled out packages. Gifts wrapped in red went to the men, and t he ones wrapped in gold were for the women. Nick tried to hold Delia back, then gave up and went along as she followed the throb toward Santa who was ho-hoing up a storm and obviously enjoying his role.

''Merry Christmas, young lady," he chortled merrily a. he handed Delia her gold package.

"Thank you, Santa," she piped as she planted a kiss on his ruddy cheek.

Santa colored even ruddier. "Thank you, my dear," he said and pressed a red-wrapped parcel into Nick's hand without really looking at him.

She even captivates Saint Nick, he thought, suddenly aware that he had the same name as this chubby old elf. Delia was opening her gift in the meantime, as if she could hardly wait to see what Santa had left under the tree. Nick felt her childlike eagerness with a pang that caught in his throat. Suddenly, he understood something about her that hadn't come clear till this moment. She was lonely. At the same instant, he admitted something about himself as well, more pointedly than he'd ever done. He was lonely, too. Out of that awareness, his heart reached for hers.

He would have taken her in his arms right then, but she had stepped away from him. The gold ribbon and wrapping were off her package now, floating forgotten to the dance floor as she stared at what she was holding in her hand -- a gold pasteboard box with the top removed. All Nick could make out was the fringe of white tissue she had pulled aside to reveal the box's contents. He was pushing past people to get to her side when he heard the sound she made, somewhere between a cry and a moan. Then she was running toward the double doors with Nick heading after her.

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