I actually read this book first because it was free on Amazon. I didn't even know it was part of a series until the ending and I went looking for the next book. I just finished the first 2 so I'm ready for The Hitwoman and the Family Jewels. It says a lot about an author when someone can read a b...
Uh May Zing. JB Lynn has done it again. I loved following Maggie through this second hilarious, fast paced thrill-ride known as her life. It had the right amount of everything: Romance, humor, intrigue, insanity, and drama. JB never disappoints. Book 2 is just as good as the first, if a bit mo...
So many men….so little help. Maladroit hitwoman Maggie Lee has never been one to ask for help. But now she’s found out that her niece, Katie, will soon be discharged from the hospital - making Maggie her guardian not just in name - and her semi-psychic friend Armani Vasquez has been kidnapped. S...
At least that’s what he told himself. Before he’d fallen under her crazy spell, he’d led a safe, predictable life. Now he was threatening people who skulked around their family’s backyard, participating in ransom exchanges, and trying to keep the woman he loved from getting shot. Not to mention t...
My breath caught at the sight of him. Even though things were strained between myself and my murder-mentor, I was still drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Patrick Mulligan’s number one rule is: Don’t get caught, but that didn’t stop me from changing my path so that it would intersect with his. ...
Gino, Delveccio’s back-up bodyguard, hurried toward me. DeeDee growled a warning at his fast approach. He stopped in his tracks. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.” I wasn’t sure if he was apologizing to me or the dog since he seemed to be staring at the ground right in front of DeeDee. “It’s o...
“Wake up, Maggie. I need your cash.”I swatted her hand away. “I heard you the first time.”“Gotta! Gotta!” a high-pitched bimbo-y voice insisted.Sitting up, I surveyed my surroundings. I was disappointed to see I was in the basement apartment of the Bed & Breakfast owned be my aunts, and not, ...
I could blame it on the cat that whined she was in pain and that I didn’t care about her. I could blame it on the dog that snored louder than a locomotive. I could even say it was the fault of whoever got the munchies and made a racket in the kitchen at one in the morning, their footsteps overhea...
Sterling was not a happy camper and he wasn’t shy about telling the world about it. Jane inwardly cringed as he ranted. “I know, I know,” she soothed, “but Mrs. S. said you needed to get more exercise.” Not liking her response, the six-pound, orange Pomeranian raced away from her across the dog p...
She’d just met the man. They hadn’t even swapped contact information or gone on a date, and she wanted him to kiss her. Her eyes fluttered closed of their own accord as his lips hovered over hers. And then the world was tilting. Or more specifically, she was thrown off balance, by the door she wa...