First of all, let me say that the cover model looks exactly like Faye Dunaway. But no one is a thief here. Oh wait, it depends who you ask! I liked that the romance was immediate and believable. There was a villain, as all good stories must have. The stupid-man moment was great! He just didn't ge...
Intervamption is the first book in the Vampire’s of Crimson Bay series by Kristin Miller and a Paranormal Romance from Avon Impulse.Book Blurb:Congratulations Either one or both of your parents has vampire blood. Welcome to the vampire race Please keep a few things in mind as you ease into the ...
The words scrape against my skull over and over again, but they don’t make sense. It feels as if I’m staring at a puzzle where the very last piece won’t fit into the slot. No matter how I try to force it or view it from a different angle, it’s not the right match. When Ivy...
Two minutes later and Lucy Sheffield would’ve been mated to that...tool of a dragon. It wasn’t like he wanted Lucy for himself. She simply deserved better than the pathetic-excuse-for-a-Draco that had been standing beside her at the altar. What had Tristan been thinking, a...
Moving out of Blue Lake. Charging forward, toward building a new life in the city.“Running my ass,” she scoffed, shoving the last box into the trunk of her Mini Cooper. “I’m going to face every single one of my friends tonight.” Groaning, she pushed down on the lift gate, leaning on it with all h...
She hadn’t expected a guy like Jack MacGrath—a recluse, from what she’d heard—to live in a city as booming as San Francisco. As she approached a large, grassy lot surrounded by a high iron fence, she knew she’d found the right place. She couldn’t see much of the house from...
Rachael mumbled, as she ripped the sheets off her bed. “Why’d you tell him that?”Lucy stood in the doorway, her arms folded over her chest. “Because he’s Cole Freaking-Gorgeous Turner! What’s wrong with you?”“Nothing.” She tossed the bedding into the hallway and then stormed past Lucy. “He’s a gu...
She’d almost forgotten where she was. Blue Lake Fire Station. Bed in the back room. Tucked safe in Joey’s arms. She smiled and nestled against him. Kissed him on the neck and brushed her hands over the tantalizingly soft ridges of his abs. She didn’t want to leave the bed, or his side. &nbs...
We are not out of control. We are not monsters. Aren’t we, though?” Accepting Ancient Vampirism: A Rich History by the vampire formerly known as Neill Dracule “WE WON’T ALLOW you to be together, Ruan,” Lilith said, dragging him back to the present. “You must know that by n...
Did he know that he was total Magic Mike material? With his black slacks and impossibly broad shoulders hidden beneath a white business shirt, Josie had to wipe the drool from her mouth from the moment she burst into his office. From the way the shirt fell to his narrow waist, he was probably pac...
Misty Burke teetered on the edge of consciousness, struggling to separate the syllables of the gravelly voice. Who was that? Where was she? And why couldn’t she open her eyes? “‘Bout twenty minutes.” A woman whispered. “She should be awake by now. Something’s wrong…” Of course there was something...
The rustic cafe was located in the heart of Blue Lake, so it wasn’t hard to miss as he came into town. But its owner, cute as a button and sweet as the cinnamon rolls she served, was a pleasant surprise.He’d had his eye on April for days, even though he hadn’t taken the leap to ask her out. Come ...
She loved the city when it smelled this way—like rain-washed asphalt. The mist hanging around for the last few days had finally turned into a dusting rainstorm that washed away the dirt and grime in the streets. Sometime during the night—when she’d tossed and turned thinki...
No matter the years spent apart or the order from the Alpha of her werewolf pack forbidding them to be together, Damon Frost—the Draco who had Sasha’s heart clutched in his grasp—was finally coming for her. Seven agonizing years later. The dark outl...
Fire writhed at the bottom, seething and spitting flames hotter than she’d ever felt before. It was so incandescently bright, so white hot, she couldn’t look at it longer than a fraction of a second. But she couldn’t look away either. She was inexpl...