3.5 stars. I really liked this one and to think I was reluctant to read it. I loved the story which wasn't something I've read about before. The guys were sexy, interesting and I felt the connection between them. Conversations stuck out for me, precisely the wording. I felt as if I've read the sa...
Sometimes, a 300-page-book would be more effective as a short story without feeling too rushed or even incomplete --> kind of like cliff notes. This is an example of a short book that “could be” prolonged nonsensically to explain a simple, essentially angst-free, plot. Don’t get me wrong, I lik...
Sleep didn’t come that easy for Kate. She lay awake for hours, staring up at the ceiling and hoping the rhythmic whump of the fan overhead would lull her to sleep. It didn’t. It didn’t do much to cool off the room either. Naked and drenched with sweat, she panted like a bitch in heat, trying to b...
The Feds placed a high priority on privacy. It had cost the government big bucks to set up an FBO that offered a designated runway, fuel, maintenance, and a lounge for passengers and crew. The car pulled up to a hangar and Simon Black got out. No crowds, no security scans,...
If he was still living at home, and his mother picked up on his mood, she’d get out the big soup pot and fill it with chicken, onions, carrots, celery, sweet potatoes, and parsnips. In a short time the fragrant smell of homemade chicken soup would permeate the house. Damn if he didn’t...
He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and looked at Janis sandwiched between him and Wade. His mark on her shoulder stood out against her pale skin. Confused thoughts whirled in his brain. Lycans were territorial by nature but he’d never felt the need to leave a mark on Wade. Nor had Wade ever left...
Walking always calmed him down and helped him think. Mostly he thought about Mike Donovan. Something about the cop was off. Slade didn’t trust him. Apparently the feeling was mutual. All through their meeting Donovan acted sullen and angry. Slade kept expecting him to snap any minute. ...
All eyes turned to watch the infant struggle in its mother’s arms, little plum-sized fists waving in the air. Amid the laughter of the others, only Ayala frowned. If anyone had asked the she-wolf why she was so annoyed, she really couldn’t say. She didn’t want a child of her own. Not really. Mayb...