Well, its good and all in all, I liked it. There were just some area I found slightly unsatisfactory. Firstly, the hero wanted to do something but holds back and do something else. He was unfortunately portrait as coward. His reactions often were something a male teenager will reacts not a 40-so...
Spoilers..sorry, but I have to vent.I'm only halfway through, and am really trying hard to understand this:Gray has an asshole boyfriend that she seems to be indifferent about. So why is she with him to begin with? Especially after meeting somebody better? This book should have ended at the first...
If you want a book with a sexy alpha male who is more than a little rough around the edges, if you want a damsel in distress who is running from a really bad situation and isn't able to tell a soul what is happening, if you want an experience where as you're reading a section your whole body beco...
She loved Imogen’s home but her week of normalcy was over and it was back to crazy town now. She wasn’t ready. Dillon walked up to the patrol officer’s car with her. He shouldn’t and she told him as much but he wouldn’t hear of her even walking that short distance alone. Oddly she knew damn well ...
Everyone knew that. But this Monday was particularly heinous. I didn’t want to be in D.C. I especially didn’t want to be in D.C. after the shit way my Sunday morning ended. Flying in the opposite direction of the woman I couldn’t seem to stop sticking my dick in when she was clearly pissed at me ...
He was practically yelling at Brit on the phone. “She broke someone’s nose. She’s at my precinct. She’s already called her lawyer, and he’s just arrived. You need to get down here.” He sped away from the council building. He was furious … he was also terrified. He was barely paying attention to w...
What he did not want was for her to send some pathetic uniform cop who could barely figure out how to tuck his shirt in to bring him in for questioning a few days later. She was going to annoy him. He was well aware of that fact, but he just didn’t give a shit. He still wanted to see her. The pho...
Get a move on! We’re going to be late!” Joss was scrambling to get out of the house, moving around the kitchen, filling her travel mug, and snatching her keys and phone from the counter. “Now, Harp! We gotta pick up Nat in less than ten minutes!” She couldn’t seem to quiet the decibel of her voic...
I work a lot and make really good money with the holiday crowd in town. I need the money for a car, not to mention when Sara and I move to Ann Arbor next fall, and I am again thankful I decided to stay home. I try not to think about Logan, but that is a near impossibility. I want to see him, but ...
He’s not, however, kissed me again since that night. I had thought perhaps it would be a door he couldn’t so easily close after having allowed it to be opened, but I was apparently wrong on that account. The very next night after my evening in the gaming hall, he made that fact very c...