I loved this book. I'm new to Carla Neggers so didn't know what to expect but I read the eBook prequel to this series and it made me want more. And Saint's Gate delivered. This is a great mystery (with a dash of romance thrown in, rather than the other way around). Neggers keeps the story moving ...
3 STARS (I received an ARC from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review).Emma is asked to come to a convent in Maine to look over a painting that may have to do with her new job with the FBI in Art Crimes. The nun who summoned her has been murdered and Emma feels she must find the killer. Coll...
The Mist by Carla Neggers is an exceptional book. I really like this author and this is one of her better books. I love her books because you can read them in the series, or as a stand alone. I would recommend reading the fulls series, but if it is not available, you will be just fine. Lizzie Rus...
Murder in Black Falls!My thoughts on the book Cold River by Carla NeggersSynopsis From The Back Of The Book:Hannah Shay has finally shown the town of Black Falls what she’s worth. Her Three Sisters Café is a success, and she’s soon to become a prosecutor. When the café becomes an epicenter for in...
Cold Dawn promised an adventure in the small town of Black Falls, Vermont, in which a a rugged smoke jumper, Nick, investigates a fire, discovered by a search-and-rescue expert, Rose. Rugged men, strong women, a good mystery, and the beauty of Vermont sounded like a perfect book for me. This is...
I enjoyed the book, and finding out more details of the "back story", having started with the 3rd book in this series, and now catching up before moving on to the 4th book. It's an easy read, although sometimes a little bit of a challenge to engage quite as much when you know the outcome of some ...
This is a follow-up to Saint's Gate and I did not enjoy it as much. I thought the character of Emma Sharpe is too complicated. She is an FBI agent who is in love with another agent. She was a former nun and a granddaughter of the owner of Sharpe Fine Art Recovery and assisted with their work. ...
I received a copy of Cider Brook by Carla Neggers in exchange for an honest review.Review:Never one to disappoint, Carla Neggers delivers a beautifully spun tale of pirate intrigue and biological impulse in this delicious Cider Brook novel. From the very first pages, Neggers pulls you into the sc...
The largest uncut diamond in the world, the Minstrel's Rough, is little more than legend. Brought into the Pepperkamp family in 1548, it has been handed down to one keeper in each generation. Juliana Fall has inherited its splendor from her uncle—and, unwittingly, its legacy of danger.Julian...
After a former colleague from the U.S Department of Justice rants to Quinn Hallahan about death threats and conspiracies, he's later found dead of an apparent suicide. Feeling she owes it to him, Quinn investigates and teams up with a former federal agent to stop a deadly plot. Original.
Thoroughly enjoyed this book. The characters were flawed but well written. I enjoyed that none of them had a perfect life or had all the answers. It makes it easier to like them when they are more relateable.Carine has a nice life that's quiet and peaceful. She and her siblings were raised by an ...
Archaeologist Sarah Dunnemore is prepared for anything when she returns to her family home in Night’s Landing, Tennesseeanything except the news that her twin brother, Rob, has just been seriously wounded by a sniper in Central Park. She rushes to New York to be with him, only to come up against ...
Deputy U.S. Marshal Juliet Longstreet has made her share of enemies, and now one of them is out of prison and threatening to kill her. Her mission: find him first. But hot on her suspect's trail is Special Forces officer Ethan Brooker, who has a way of dropping into Juliet's life without warning....
After a terrible accident, pilot Penny Chestnut is grounded, leaving her with time to ponder whether her plane was tampered with and what to do about an old crush on Wyatt McGregor. She's also curious about the disappearance of Wyatt's uncle Colt in the 1930s--his plane crashed and the body was n...
I actually fell asleep yesterday while reading this book. That should tell you something. It was just a completely lackluster story. The plot was dull, the romance utterly dull, and the characters moderately dull. There wasn't really anything I found particularly interesting.The Widow is abou...
Carla Neggers' sizzling novels are loved for their deliciously funny dialogue, electrifying suspense, and heart-stopping romance. Here, the New York Times bestselling author presents a fast-paced, scintillating tale of love, art, and danger.... JUST BEFORE SUNRISE Annie Payne realizes her dream ...
When the owner of a sunken research ship is suspected of murdering his captain, his granddaughter asks one of his friends, an FBI special agent, to help clear his name. Riley and Straker are total opposites, but they share a determination to find the truth--and a passion they're finding harder to...
Tennessee Clate Jackson visits Cape Cod in an attempt to escape the pressures of his business empire in Nashville. But once there, he gets caught up in a hunt for treasure and a passion for his new neighbor, Piper MacIntosh.
A New York Times Bestselling AuthorThree years after the sudden death of her husband, Lucy Blacker and her two children move to Vermont and begin to rebuild their lives. But a string of unexplained events threatens her new life. Lucy tracks down Sebastian Redwing, an international security expert...
U.S. diplomatic agent Maggie Spencer is working on a high-profile criminal investigation involving an international fugitive when U.S. Marshal Rob Dunnemore shows up asking questions. But when the two stumble on a dead body, they have only each other to trust to crack the case and stop the assass...
Just like Romeo and Juliet... At long last, writer Hannah Marsh had found the perfect man. Win Harling was a gorgeous, successful businessman, and they seemed like a perfect match. But things weren't perfect for long. As luck would have it, their families had been feduing for three hundred years....
She’d left Rob at the inn. The walk had helped her work out the kinks from her encounter with Brooker and settle her mind. The kinks were easier to deal with than the mind. Keeping his word, Raleigh had called her at the inn and asked her to come to...
It'd been a long damn day, and she could feel herself creeping past the point of rationality, past her capability to resist her impulses to get off her butt and do something. Act. Waiting. Damn, she'd never been good at it. "Do you want to help your husband?" She sat up st...
She'd assumed she'd beat him back, even with her detour to the diner for onion rings. He got up and walked slowly toward the car, his movements controlled but stiff with displeasure. She climbed out of the front seat and popped the trunk. A pissed-off Texas Ranger didn't scare her. Before she cou...
Contents One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Twenty Twenty-One Twenty-Two Twenty-Three Dear Reader One Bumblebees hummed in the frothy catmint on the edge of the stone terrace, the only sound to disturb the h...
He’d planned to stay in a motel in the next town, but Cliff had found him an old tent at the lodge and let him pitch it on an out-of-the-way stretch of lakefront. With hardly a word, Cliff had disappeared for the night. He’d reappeared shortly after sunup, bearing stale doughnuts and a thermos of...
“You are a godsend,” Mollie told him as he left with a stack of stuff for the printer. He laughed. “Nice to be appreciated. You’ll manage without me the rest of the day? I don’t mind coming back this afternoon.” “Thanks, but I’ll manage. I’ve got to write those press releases for the Renaissance ...
Something about an artist who’d turned up missing in Ireland. Keira Sullivan. The flaxen-haired fairy princess with a penchant for trouble. “You met her the other night in Boston,” Owen said. “I remember.” Simon pictured her floating into the drawing room in her long skirt. “She was off to Irelan...
Her husband, Lowell, was in the house, collecting himself, she’d said, after hearing about Alex Bruni’s death. She’d told Elijah the news in a clipped, straightforward manner, never pausing her raking. He’d run into the Whittakers a few times since his return home, but he only knew them to nod to...
“What else can I do?” Colin didn’t respond right away. Although he refused to give details, it was clear that something was terribly wrong, and whatever it was involved Emma and, at least potentially, the situation with the American pair, Naomi MacBride and Ted Kavanagh. This obviously was a diff...
The four skaters, including Brandon, had pink cheeks and were at once sweating from exertion and shivering from the cold. Owen proudly showed off a scraped wrist. “I only fell twice, Mom,” he said, obviously pleased with himself. “My mitten came off, but I got it back on before anyone skated on i...
She explained to Win that in a rural setting high mileage, reliability and durability were more important than speed and prestige. He realized she was contrasting her car with his—in essence, her life with his. Or at least her understanding of his life. There was a difference, he thought. &...
Ira came in to show her his bruised neck. “And you know what kind of sympathy I get around here? None. People say they wish they’d done it. Some friends I have. Rejoicing that I’m almost choked to death by some psychopath.”“Ira, you’re exaggerating.”“My own friends telling me that’s the way I’ll ...
It belonged to Taryn’s landlords, the outdoor faucet located under the stairs that led up to their main floor. The courtyard was cast in shadows, chilly and still, the autumn flowers a cheerful counter to the fading light—and her own mood, she thought, getting a dribble of the extra-cold water fr...
Russ said as he set Daphne’s bags—one she’d checked and a small one she’d carried on board—on the throw rug on the wide-plank floor of her bedroom at Carriage Hill. He’d offered to carry them. She hadn’t asked. He didn’t know if she hadn’t thought to or he’d jumped the gun. Either way, he had to ...
Harris Mayer owned a white-painted, black-shuttered brick house on a narrow, prestigious Georgetown street. As Rook stood in the front room, he could see the overgrown rhododendron that grew past its first-floor window.Harris’s neighbors probably wished he had moved or gambled away the house. Roo...
Ranger, accustomed to searching out ahead of her, was up by a large boulder. He, too, steered clear of the groomed tracks.Nick was a few yards behind her. He was smooth and strong on snowshoes he'd borrowed from A.J. Several inches of snow had fallen late last night and into the morning. The sky ...
The acres of pink fabric. The magic wand. The frustrating zipper. The warm soft skin of Heather’s back as he’d finally slid the zipper down to her waist, knowing he wanted to make love to her. Brody hadn’t known they would go that far, but they had....
He was my secret, and he was healing quickly and regaining his strength day by day. I kept expecting to come to the cabin and find him gone. I wasn’t permitted to spend time with the out-of-town workers hired by the state to construct the dam, raze the houses and cut down the trees. We called the...
Thirty minutes after Gordy’s departure, she still had to force herself to breathe normally. It annoyed her. Hyperventilating wouldn’t solve anything. She had to remember he was as committed as she was to keeping their affair secret. She crossed busy Newbury Street. Breathi...
“You want to stomp off, darlin’?” he asked lazily. “No,” Whitney admitted, “I’m too tired to stomp.” “Head hurt?” “Feels fine.” “Mad?” “I guess we both deserved what we got.” “Want an apology?” She smiled up at him. “I thought that was my line.” He laughed. “Why don’t you blame Paddie and I’ll bl...
The lobstermen had grabbed their coffees and muffins and gone, and the tourists hadn’t arrived yet. On his first few days in Goose Harbor, J.B. wandered in with the lobstermen, then went out on his rented boat and stayed out of their way—at least his definition of out of their way. The lobstermen...
It was after ten, dark outside. “You hear that?”Andrew nodded. “It wasn’t the wind.”“Nope.” Harl rolled the bat in his big, callused palm. “I know a scream when I hear one. You want to call 911?”That had been Andrew’s first impulse, but he shook his head. “We don’t know enough. I’ll check next do...
If Pete Darrow were skulking about out on Marlborough, she didn’t want him to see them and report back to Titus and Joshua Reading until she had more information. She’d promised the Readings she was through with Tony Scagliotti. He wouldn’t come back to haunt her, embarrass her, or spirit her off...
Dark-haired and green-eyed, Olivia Frost stood in front of a full-length mirror in the main-floor room she’d set aside for Alexandra to work. It was at the back of the house with one of the fireplaces on the center chimney, which was unlit now lest smoke or ash get near the dresses. She and Alexa...
A flashlight. It bobbed to- ward her, and Alice got unsteadily to her feet. She snif- fled. “Destin?” She doubted whoever it was could hear her. Destin wasn’t the sort to be prepared with something as prac- tical as a flashlight—or to wait for her out in the cold. Maybe it was a winter camper, so...
As much as she could lay her hands on. Her grandfather didn’t leave large sums of money lying around for someone to slip unnoticed into a pocket. All she’d managed to grab since her plan had come into her head after dinner last night was a measly five dollars she’d found on top of the refrigerato...
He’d done the hike up from where he’d just located Devin’s beat-up truck in forty minutes. Normally it took an hour. The trail was steep, rough and rocky. He hadn’t taken the time to enjoy the view. He figured Jo was down there, though, and decided he should have just wrestled her gun off her and...