The book was not so bad but it wouldn't be at the top of my reading list. The premise of the story is that the main female character really believes in ghost. Okay, that is believable, but her ditzy and oh so blonde moments were distractingly irritating through the story.The back story is interes...
Rating 4.5What a sweet book, the heroine is one of those really postive people in life, who despite being unemployed and broke is hopeful and wants to find a strong prince to help protect her inheritance and she finds Jake, who looks all angry at life and is perfect for her, he needs her she thin...
Deep indigo and purple streaks tinted the calm waters of Puget Sound and crept toward the upper peaks of the Olympic Mountains. Her wedding day promised to be fair and clear, which considering Seattle’s unpredictable weather patterns, came as a huge relief. A light tap sou...
Between the breeze from the drive and her tumble onto his bed, her hair had escaped its intricate knot and long, loose curls fanned out around her head. Her eyes in the dimness of the room were hard to read. Her expression was not. Color bloomed in her too-pale cheeks while indignation animated h...
She existed in a dreamlike bubble, every word and action touched with enchantment. From the moment she put her hand in Sev’s, the insanity that invaded her earlier came crashing back with even greater intensity. After he collected a key card and made a brief stop at the gift shop for supplies, he...
“Oh. My. God.” Luc surfaced from beneath her, rumpled and gorgeous and sexier than any man had a right to be. “Is that a please-do-it-again-even-if-it-kills-us version of oh-my-God? Or have we switched over to what-have-I-done-get-me-the-hell-out-of-here?” “Um.” She carefully untangled male parts...
Rafe Dante stared at the bevy of women being subtly—and not so subtly—paraded beneath his nose by various family members. He’d lost count of the number of women he’d been forced to shake hands with. He knew why they were doing it. They were all determined to find him a wife. He grimaced. No, more...
In Italian, no less. “We’re getting married, I swear. First thing in the morning. Well, not first thing. I have a doctor’s appointment that I don’t think Draco will let me miss. But right after that we’re going straight to a justice of the peace and tying the knot. And don’t blame your grandson. ...
Condition #4: No intermingling. We’ll keep our private lives separate on all levels…financial, physical, social, etc. L. From: [email protected] Date: 2008, August 05 19:59 CEST To: [email protected] Subject: Re: Marriage Contract...
Fought to keep his hands off his brother so he didn’t do something one of them would barely live to regret. Caitlyn was his wife. His. Lazz had no business touching her, and he’d explain that fact in language his brother couldn’t mistake. “You’re being ridiculous,” Caitlyn...
But then, neither did he expect the tidal wave of desire that slammed through him, rendering him deaf and blind to everything but the woman standing in the doorway of her suite at Le Premier. He saw her mouth move, but the sound refused to penetrate the roaring that filled his ears, a roaring tha...
Constantine followed. He wasn’t about to give her the opportunity to fortify her barricades or find a loophole buried within Primo’s ultimatum. “I need to change,” she informed him the instant he entered her bedroom. He made himself comfortable on her chaise lounge. “I’m not stopping you.” She tu...
“I did not,” she stated crisply. “Even worse were the final words spoken between us. While all of you were left with words of love, I’m left with words of anger. Words neither of us can take back.” “That was the night he was murdered, when you brought his dinner to the off...
He took his private jet from Seattle to San Francisco, the flight proving uneventful. A car awaited him at his destination and he used the transit time into the city to finalize details on the Atkinson project. Several times he caught himself rubbing his palm, a burning itch centered there, one w...
He sat up cursing. "What the hell is going on?" he demanded. "You awake?" Gabby whispered. "I am now." Holt threw back his covers. It had to be serious for his foreman to rouse him from a sound sleep. "What's wrong?" "I'll show you, if'n you give me a minute," Gabby muttered. "I'm gonna turn the ...