by Gordon Casserly

When Frank Wargrave signed up to serve with the British Raj in India, he knew the risks. Mad elephants, blistering heat, crazed cult members -- and an Indiana Jones nightmare's worth of venomous vipers.

But cobras and crocodiles, panthers and punjabs are the least of his worries, here in this hair-raising novel from the Twilight of England's exotic stay in the magical Asian sub-continent.

For lying in wait here are the sexy wife of his superior, Mrs. Norton, her bosom heaving in the heat. And hell hath no fury like Mrs. Norton's jealousy when Frank is transferred deeper into the heart of steaming Rudyard Kipling-land, straight into the arms of one of the sexiest women of pulse-pounding literature.