Ok, so I got this series for review for an upcoming blog tour. I hadn't heard of them before and I honestly skimmed the description. (The tour is for the third book in the series and I will be posting my review for that one on my adult blog, Autumn After Dark, on November 6th.) Turns out, I was p...
At Beaumont House I’d slept in milady’s dressing room on a hard wooden pallet. Here I was given a proper bed in a room adjoining the nursery. It was covered with a featherbed so thick I longed to jump up and down on it like a child. It was hard for me to pay attention to the rest of the Countess’...
the Receptionist, Book 2 Chapter Eight I collapsed onto the carpet. No matter how mad I was at Ethan, no matter what a twisted bastard he was, the man had good timing. Not that I could really see him. I only caught glimpses as he went after the Woodfield Group like a tornado out for revenge. A pu...
Oddball Tax Auditor. So did my cleavage. So did my legs. I didn’t say anything about it. It didn’t bother me. It felt kind of wistful, as if he were an orphan child pressing his face against the store window. Sad and lonely on the outside. He never tried to touch me. In fact he avoide...
At least that’s how it seemed to Gavin. His players chased the puck with their usual dog-snarl tenacity. The Nasties were just as crazy as advertised. Two minutes into the game, their forward was sent to the penalty box. Score one for the Renegades. The Charles Beck Ice Skating Rink went crazy. W...