It was just
supposed to be a regular Thursday afternoon…and then he saw her. Sitting in
seat L214, one seat over from his at the baseball game, right next to her
douche of a soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend. An impromptu kiss for the kiss cam, and
Jax knew his life would never be the same. Five years and a tour in Afghanistan
later, Jax is back stateside running his own private security firm, Iron-Clad,
with his best friend. He isn't the man he used to be... but Megan isn't the
sexy and sweet, though sheltered, twenty-two-year-old he left behind, either.
And she's in trouble.
...but now they're on the run.
Cruz has made something of herself. She’s turned her dreams of pop stardom into
a reality. But when a deadly stalker breaks into her home claiming to be her
number-one fan, the only person she can turn to is the boy who got away. But
Jax isn’t the same carefree charmer who stole her heart, then broke it when he
joined the military. This man is seductive, hard, guarded. And he'll do
anything to protect what's his.
believe I’m here with you. I mean, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
softened and there was the ghost of a smile hidden somewhere in his bushy beard.“Still
not a question.”
have you been back?”
happened to you? Do you leave again?”
up, got discharged, came home, not leaving again.”
It was short,
and she needed more information, but knowing he wasn’t going to expand, she
moved on. “Okay,” she sing-songed, “are you married?” Then she heard the very
familiar and very welcome chuckle of Jackson Irons. It hit her right in the
chest. It was her first glimpse of the old Jax.
“Do you want
to know if I’m married?” she asked.
you’re not.” His arms were big and bulky and the way that he leaned into the
island made him look impatient.
“Can you sit?
You’re making me nervous.”
He pushed off
the counter and sat on the chair across from her, the island between them. “What
do you do now?” “I co-own Iron-Clad Security here in town. We do all types of
security work including bodyguard,
government ops, cyber-security, securing homes.”
She held out
her finger and pointed to herself. “I’m pretty sure I’m in the market for some
Don’t I have to hire you first, or something? Discuss prices? Sign a contract?”
I’d sit back and wait for a stalker to break in again while we discuss pricing options?
Fill out paperwork?”
"Kiss, Marry, Kill" by Sidney Halston. Having read many of Ms. Halston's previous works, I was very excited to start this new series. And, as usual, Ms. Halston did not disappoint. "Kiss, Marry, Kill" is filled with suspense, a sense of danger and, of course, some super sexy romance too. Megan and Jax, two souls that met 5 years earlier and, although it was only short fling, connected. Now, present day, the two are once again together. Jax, a super sexy former Marine and current security business owner, is just a doll. I adored him - he is, of course, HOT, but he's also so sweet and tender. Megan, a successful pop star, has grown into a confident and independent woman. She did annoy me at times, acting a bit of a pop star diva, in my opinion. But, those times were overshadowed by the sexiness and love filled connection these two shared. The story keeps the reader on edge, never knowing what or when something might happen. Despite the suspense of the story, there are plenty of happy moments and moments that made me smile and chuckle too. I certainly recommend this story by Ms. Halston (and her previous works as well) and look forward to the next tale in this series. (received copy for honest review)
author, Sidney Halston lives her life with one simple rule:
"Just Do It"--Nike. And that's exactly what she did.
After working hard as an attorney, Sidney picked up a pen for the first
time at thirty years old to begin her dream of writing. Having never written
anything other than very exciting legal briefs, she found an outlet for her
imaginative, romantic side and wrote Seeing Red. That first pen stroke sealed the
deal, and she fell in love with writing. Sidney lives in South Florida with her
husband and children. She loves her family above all else, and reading follows
a close second. When she's not writing, you can find her reading and reading
and reading. She's a reader first and a writer second. When she's not writing
or reading, her life is complete and utter chaos, trying to balance family life
with work and writing (and reading). But she wouldn't have it any other way.
werewolf Brett Silver has an ulterior motive when he donates a prized family
heirloom to the Silver Town hotel. Ellie MacTire owns the place with her
sisters, and he’s out to get her attention.
is even more special than Brett knows. She’s a wolf-shifter with a unique
ability to commune with the dead. Ellie has been ostracized, so she protects
herself and those she loves by revealing nothing—not even when strange and
dangerous things begin to happen in Silver Town. And especially not to the devastatingly
handsome and generous wolf who’s determined to win her over…
He smiled and leaned down to kiss her. No ghosts out here
to interrupt them. Just a chilly fall day when green-needledpinesrubbedelbowswithquakinggolden aspen, their leaves dancing gaily
in the coolbreeze.
Brett’s gentle kiss turned hot and needy. No way was she
pushing him away this time, ghost or no. This was what she’d needed. A kiss
from a wolf who didn’t automatically dismiss her ghostly abilities. A man who
was warm and gentle, but also passionate and oh so desirable.
This time Ellie did what she’d wanted to before, slipping
her tongue into his mouth and stroking his. He crushed her against his body,
revealing how passion- ately needy he was. She’d never seen a male shift who
was aroused like that, and she had every intention of adding the image to her
bedroom fantasy tonight. His lipscontinuedtobrushagainsthers,slowingthepaceas ifheweretryingtogethisrampanturgesundercontrol.
As hard as he was, he wasn’t succeeding.
He finally brushed his mouth against her hair with a
long, lingering kiss. “Ready to run?”
His voice was heavy with lust, and she was having a
difficult time backing off and letting the poor wolf get his erection under
control. Instead, she wanted to rub against him, like wolves did, to show she
was just as interested in him as he was in her.
Their pheromones had already spiked, boosting the burningneedtoconsumeandclaimeachotherasmated
wolves. Consummating a relationship only ended one way for wolves: mated forlife.
Brett’s angular face softened as he pulled away, still
holding her arms as if he wasn’t quite ready to let go.
aunt’s home,” he said as Ellie rested her hands on his hips, barely hearing
what he was saying as she remem- bered how his erection had felt against herabdomen.
“It was my uncle’s after that, but it’s in ruins now.
Lightning hit a pine tree, which caught fire. It started a fire in the woods,
and my great-aunt’s home was con- sumed. The stone floor and the two chimneys
are still standing. The forest has regrown up around it. It’s a lovely place to
visit, near the river.”
That got her attention. “Did anybody die there?”She really didn’t want to meet any
ghosts on this wolfrun.
“No. My great-aunt had already died, and my uncle made it
out just fine. Are you ready to run?”
“I am.” Though she’d really enjoyed all the kissing that
led up to the run. She was relieved she wouldn’tbe plagued by ghosts. At least she hoped she wouldn’t be. That
didn’t mean someone else might not be haunting thearea.
They finally released each other and began to yank off
Because of the cold, Ellie hurried to strip as fast as he
did. She had fully intended to avert her eyes and not check out his arousal,
but she couldn’t resist peeking. As soon as she did, she got an eyeful—the cold
didn’t seem to affect him one bit. When she glanced up to see if he had seen
her look, Brett pulled off his shirt and smiled at her.
Her whole body warmed, and she swore waves of heat were
radiating off her.
Naked now, she quickly called on the warmingqual- ity of the shift, her body
transforming in the blur of the change,thecoldonherskindissipating.Shedroppedto herfourpaws,herwintercoatwarmingherasthesnow-
flakes settled on the outer guard hairs and keeping the snow from melting
against her skin. Brett had already shifted and was waiting for her. She nudged
his face in greetingbeforehelickedhersandracedoffdownstream away from thefalls.
She watched him loping through thewoods,the strengthofhismuscles,hisbeautifulfurry,black-tipped
smelling the air, watchful, alert.
"Between a Wolf and a Hard Place" by Terry Spear. This is a sweet and endearing story - I truly enjoyed it. It's an easy read that is filled with friendship and family, a bit of suspense and even a touch of angst. Everything that is needed to make a story flow and keep the mind and heart of the reader engaged. The characters were real (well, as real as a shifter can be) and likable. Both our Hero and heroine warmed my heart - they were true to each other, even when obstacles appeared in their way. The romance blossoms and blooms and was simply lovely to read. The secondary characters, including Brett's aunt, were fun and added so much to the story. This one certainly falls into the paranormal world, with shifters and ghosts and supernatural stuff but, even with all of that, it is simply a love story. And Ms. Spear did a wonderful job. It's not filled with sex scenes or lusting after the other, but with heartfelt feelings and actions. I say thumbs up for this one! (received ARC for honest review)
USA Today bestselling author TERRY SPEAR has written over 35 paranormal romances featuring
werewolf and jaguar shapeshifters. In 2008, Heart of the Wolf was named
a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year. A retired officer of the U.S.
Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears that have found
homes all over the world. She lives in Spring, Texas.
New York Times Bestselling Author Lori Wilde returns
to Cupid, Texas with a heartwarming story of a cowboy who comes home to the
family ranch for a wedding filled with surprises…
illegitimate son of a Texas ranching dynasty, Ridge Lockhart left home ten
years ago with one goal: to become more successful than the father who never
Mission accomplished, but now he’s back at the Silver Feather Ranch for a
wedding—three days of best man duty until he can hightail it out. Then he spies
Kaia Alzate, and suddenly leaving isn’t quite so appealing.
Kaia Alzate grew up the daughter of the ranch foreman, servants to the mighty
Lockharts in the mansion. Back then, she followed Ridge around like a puppy.
Now, she’s fighting the attraction she feels for this sexy CEO. She’s
determined not to make a big mistake—but when Ridge takes her in his arms she’s
stunned…could he be the man she’s waited for all along?
in a battered, blue, Toyota Tundra extended-cab pickup truck and parking
catawampus beside the tallest barn on the ranch.
He cocked his
head. Who was she?
hopped from the tall truck with the fluid grace of a playful water sprite more
at home underneath a cascading waterfall than smack in the middle of the
faded blue skinny jeans that fit like spray paint, cupping rounded hips and a
firm lush fanny. A neon-pink, V-neck T-shirt showed off a hint of sweet
cleavage. Her flat-heeled cowboy boots were scuffed and dusty. From this
distance, it appeared as if she didn’t have on a lick of makeup, and her thick
dark hair was pulled into twin braids. A gust of hot, lazy June air blew across
the sand, and her nimble fingers reached up to tuck a tendril of loosened hair
behind one ear.
Ridge had a
startling vision of easing the elastic bands from her hair, undoing the braids,
and watching that tumble of hair fall over his hand soft and smooth as liquid
hell? Why the instant lust? Normally, he went for tall willowy blondes like
Vivi. Not petite, shapely brunettes.
That was easy
enough to answer. A) The brunette was smoking hot. B) There was something
familiar about her, something warm and cozy and inviting. C) He hadn’t had sex
in so long he’d almost forgotten what it felt like.
Hope cut into
him, gutted him open, leaving him raw and hungry. Hey, who knew? There was a
wedding this weekend—alcohol, food, music, slow dancing. Maybe they’d hook up.
Lockhart, getting ahead of yourself.
even know her name, or if she was involved with someone, or if she’d even been
invited to the wedding.
No, but that
didn’t stop steamy sexual fantasies from unspooling inside his head. Nor could
he shake an odd feeling that he’d gone fishing for shad and managed to hook a
opened the extended cab’s passenger side door and bent over, butt wiggling as
she ducked her head inside to retrieve something from the backseat. That round
wriggly rump robbed the air from his lungs, highjacked his brain as effectively
as a gun-toting bandit.
As the owner
and CEO of Lock Ridge Drilling, he made snap decisions on a daily basis and
he’d honed the skill of sizing up people at a glance.
click-quick snapshot trapped in that breathless time of his mind, Ridge knew
she was the spunky girl-next-door type. Able to climb trees, make chicken soup
for a sick neighbor, organize a charity drive, spike a witty barb at
smart-ass-know-it-alls, passionately root for her favorite sports team complete
with face paint and logo jerseys, park her butt in the church pew every Sunday
morning, and cheerfully answer three a.m. phone calls from friends in need.
She was, in
fact, everything Ridge was not—perky, happy-go-lucky, laid-back, a
rule-following, people-pleasing team player.
Not his type.
Not in the least.
probably explained the pounding lust. He had a knack for picking women who were
all wrong for him.
"Million Dollar Cowboy" by Lori Wilde. I enjoyed this tale that tells the story of two souls that are fated to be together. Ridge is just that - a bit rigid, at least when it comes to his feelings. Of course, he's sexy as sin and, deep down, a really good and loving guy, but he's lost his way striving to be the best. Kaia, having survived some rough spots, does her best to live life joyfully. I really liked both of them and enjoyed their fun and spontaneity during the time they spent together. At times, though not often, Kaia did annoy me just a bit. While it was done out of love, her talks with Ridge bordered a bit on a therapy session. However, Ms. Wilde is able to turn these talks into something more and for that i was grateful. The other characters in this tale are delightful (well, most are anyway) Granny Blue is fun and her handling of her grandchildren is enjoyable to see and the closeness of the Alzate family is heartwarming. The story is filled with life - there's regrets and anger, love and family and overall a sense of belonging and happiness. Of course, there's a touch of angst and some moments that brought a tear to my eye or a flutter of my heart, but this only makes the story more honest and joyful to read. I certainly recommend this one, as well as other stories by Ms. Wilde, if you haven't had a chance to read any yet. Ms. Wilde is on my favorites list because her stories always leave the reader with that feel-good feeling that I simply love. (received copy from Edelweiss for honest review)
Lori Wilde is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over 70 works of romantic fiction.
She is a two-time RITA award nominee, a four time Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice nominee and has won numerous other
awards. She earned a bachelor’s degree in nursing from Texas Christian
University and holds a certificate in nursing forensics. An animal lover, Lori
is owned by several pets, and lives in Texas with her husband, Bill.
time to see how much heat this fireman can take...
HOT FOR THE FIREMAN
Boston Heat #1
Gina L. Maxwell
Releasing March 27th, 2017
Ranger Erik Grady lives for the job. So when his chief at the Boston Fire
Department offers him two choices—mandated therapy for supposed PTSD or a
permanent desk job at the station, he reluctantly agrees to see a shrink. Only
this doctor is unlike anything he expected. Female and curved in all the right
places? Check. Hotter than a four-alarm fire? Check. The kind of woman that can
heat his blood in and out of bed? Check, check. And oh, yeah, he just happens
to have firsthand experience...
Of all the
men to walk into psychologist Olivia Jones' office, why did it have to be him?
Her one-night stand isn't playing by the rules of just. One. Night. She’s had
her heart broken in the past, and no way is she going there again. And now he's
blackmailing her into three dates? Well, if that's what it takes to make him
see a different therapist, fine. She can handle it. So what if the chemistry
between them is combustible? She's a professional, damn it. She'll date Mr. I'm
Too Sexy For My Bunker Pants. But it won’t end in the fun he expects.
It’s time to see how much
heat this fireman can take...
a plan. Actually, it sounds like a date. Our second official one, to be exact.”
chuckled. “What are you talking about? We’ve had dozens of dates.”
contrary, Dr. Jones, watching movies and hooking up at our respective
apartments is not a proper date. Attending a party at your parents’ house,
however, is definitely a date-type thing.”
parents won’t even be there.”
A slow smile
curved her lips. “Yes, I suppose Uncle Eddie and Aunt Tish will be in
see? Anything that includes your family and my therapist is definitely an
official date.” Erik gave her a sly grin and crowded her into the corner where
the equipment lockers met the wall. “Come on, humor me. Calling it a date makes
me feel like I’m not only a piece of meat being used for my body.”
said with an exaggerated sigh and roll of those sexy hazel eyes. “It’ll
officially be our second date. But just so we’re clear, I am only using
you for your body.”
Peering up at
him coyly through the dark fringe of her lashes, Olivia placed a single
manicured nail at the hollow of his throat and dragged it down the center of
his body. The muscles of his torso flexed and shuddered in its wake, shooting
signals to his cock and balls that it was time to play. Thankfully, he still
had a small supply of blood in his brain that prevented him from hauling her
into his office and fucking her over his desk. Christ, that’s getting added
to the fantasy bucket list. For now, though, he had to postpone the fun
enough, I’m very okay with being your boy toy, and I encourage you to get as
much use out of me as you can. Now, I don’t know if you know this, but I also
happen to be a firefighter. So if you’ve got any hot spots you need
checked, I’d be more than happy to bring my hose by later and check them out
the best idea I’ve heard all day. You’re such a do-gooder, Lieutenant Grady.”
my civic duty, ma’am. But you better get out of here before I decide you need
to take the afternoon off so I can do some initial inspections.”
bussed him on the lips quickly and ducked under his arm, giving him a sexy wink
before leaving him with the biggest hard-on that’d ever graced the firehouse
gym. Fuck me. Time for a cold shower.
Maxwell is a
full-time writer, wife, and mother living in the upper Midwest, despite her
scathing hatred of snow and cold weather. An avid romance novel addict, she
began writing as an alternate way of enjoying the romance stories she loves to
read. Her debut novel, Seducing Cinderella, hit both the USA Today and New York
Times bestseller lists in less than four weeks, and she’s been living her
newfound dream ever since.
she’s not reading or writing steamy romance novels, she spends her time losing
at Scrabble (and every other game) to her high school sweetheart, doing her
best to hang out with their teenagers before they fly the coop, and dreaming
about her move to sunny Florida once they do.