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Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Review: Dark Alpha's Lover

Dark Alpha's Lover Dark Alpha's Lover by Donna Grant
My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars

Paranormal romance lovers who enjoy alpha males, intrigue and star-crossed lovers, this is the book for you. This series is a spin off of the Dark Kings series and it is the fourth in this series. It can be read as a standalone as Ms. Grant does an excellent job of making needed references and keeping the stories self contained. It is recommended to read all the books because it will give a better view of the world and all the interconnected characters.

This series focuses on the "Reapers". Just as their title suggests, they are ones who bring about death. Those who read Sherrilyn Kenyon Dark Hunter books, the Reapers have a similar deal for their resurrection, except the person holding the reins to their existence is no where near as evil as Artemis. Instead, Death is a kind and loving mistress who learns from her mistakes. In fact, in my mind, she looks like Death in Neil Gaiman's Sandman series.

In this tale, Fintan, one of Death's Reapers is set to find out what is so special about the halfling, Catriona. Cat herself is not sure of why the Fae want her dead as she has lost her entire family other than her grandfather. She hates being part Fae and wants no part of their world or their magic. This story is more of a magical journey awakening the powers Cat has and bringing love and emotion back into Fintan's life. Both of them have experienced a solitary life which makes them perfect for each other. As they learn about each other, the more they like what they see.

From a romance perspective, it is a nice sweet romance. Some may find it to be insta-lust or insta-love, I found it to be more love at first sight. This budding relationship isn't perfect as there are reservations from both Fintan and Cat. I liked that it wasn't easy. I also liked how Cat still stood up to be her own person and didn't let someone else overpower her. The chemistry between the two characters is sensual and sweet. The sex is a bit too tame for me, but that is because I read a lot of erotica. For a paranormal romance, it is just right.

The intrigue in this book carries on as we learn more about Death and her possible weakness. I am hooked and want to read the next book because there are hints of something bigger. And the continued theme of lovers that should not be but end up finding their happily ever after is alluring. Ms. Grant writes a good premise of all the obstacles that would prevent the mating from happening. Yet she sets it up so that little nuggets of information and things along the way make it possible in the end. This is well done and generates the right kind of conflict to elicit emotion and angst yet end in a satisfied and happy ending. This book and series is recommended to all paranormal romance lovers. It is a book with wide appeal and spell binding writing.

* Provided by St. Martin's Press via Netgalley

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Waking the Dead by D.B. Sieders

The road to hell begins
when the reaper darkens her door.



Series: Soul Broker # 1
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Suspense
Publisher: City Owl Press
Publication Date: March 28, 2017

The road to hell begins when the reaper darkens her door.

A chance encounter with a dying stranger opens an empathic connection between down-on-her-luck caregiver Vivian Bedford and the world of spirits. Lazarus Darkmore, a grim reaper in a charming and seductive package, seeks to recruit her as a soul broker. Guardian spirit Ezra and his new apprentice Zeke offer protection from the reaper--so long as she works on their side of afterlife management. But these guardians are no angels, and their methods leave Vivian fearing the price of their protection.

Her ability to channel conscious energy from the living, something no guardian or reaper can do, could be a game changer. If she can control it, she can use this power as leverage. And she needs a bargaining chip, especially when she discovers that incapacitated living mortals can supply energy for the spirit realm, making her disabled sister Mae a prime target for guardian and reaper alike.

Can she move from pawn to major player in order to save Mae, and herself, from a horrific fate beyond the simple and fleeting terrors of death?

I loved this story ... it was well written and there were plenty of twists and turns in the story to keep your interest.
- Mandy Parmenter, Goodreads Reviewer

Southern story telling around the campfire, at its level best.
- Jeff Lee, Goodreads Reviewer

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About D.B. Sieders

I was born and raised in East Tennessee and spent my childhood hiking in the Great Smoky Mountains, wading barefoot in creeks, chasing salamanders, fish, and frogs. We loved to tell stories while sitting around the campfire.

Those days of frog chasing sparked my interest in biology. I am a working scientist by day, but I never lost my love of telling stories.

I write contemporary fantasy, fantasy romance, and contemporary romance. My stories feature unlikely heroes and heroines who face a healthy dose of angst as they strive for redemption and a happily ever after, which everyone deserves. I live in Nashville, Tennessee with my husband, two children, three cats, and my very active imagination.

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Review: The Billionaires

The Billionaires The Billionaires by Calista Fox
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Modern day Romeo and Juliet star-crossed lover Jewel Catalano and Rogen Angelini meet again more than a decade after they have been separated. Jewel is determined to end the feud and she thinks she has just the right incentive to ease Rogen's father into agreement. What is different about this loosely reinterpreted story is the addition of Rogen's best friend, Vin D'Angelo. Vin is Benvolio to Rogen's Romeo.

I have never been a fan of Romeo and Juliet. I realize some hold this story up as the ultimate love story. I found it to be unnecessary foolishness which irked me to no end. Fortunately this story is neither foolish nor unnecessary. I liked the characters in this story. Jewel is a woman who uses her talent to come up with creative ways to make deals. She finds out what her client wants and finds a way to secure their "unicorn" to convince them to make a deal with her. I am impressed with what she does and I think it is fabulous. It is an intense job with high risks. Rogen is a mix of rugged outdoors guy and business suit for his father's large conglomerate. He is the sweet guy with looks, money and sex appeal. Vin is the dark horse. He grew up with both Jewel and Rogen. They were sort of like the three musketeers but more. His past with Jewel is just as complicated as Rogen's.

The misunderstandings in this story really hit hard. A lot of pain could have been alleviated if each of the characters talked it out. However, if they did, then there would be no story. This feud between the families is an odd one and one that doesn't make sense to Rogen, Jewel or Vin. As the ones taking the brunt of it, they suffer the most. This angst is well done as it isn't overly dramatic. What it is, is deliciously sensual because of the forbidden fruit of being together.

Ms. Fox certainly kicks up the heat in this menage with Vin, Jewel and Rogen. The lust between the three is smoking. I liked how it started out with Jewel and Rogen reuniting and then Vin and Jewel. The different relationship Jewel has with each man is a nice distinguishing factor. Vin's sexual prowness is more my speed with his rough intensity. Rogen's sweet and just as hawt love making basically gives Jewel the ability to have her cake and eat it too. This story is a nice blend of overcoming the past hurts and growing closer together. The sex scenes are obviously off the charts hawt, but this story is more than just the great sex. It is a story of love enduring and maturing over time. It is also about families coming together. When the real reason for the feud is revealed, it is shocking and almost too hurtful to bear. It is sad and there were really no good solutions that didn't lead to heart break. Sometimes, life is just unfair and Ms. Fox does a great job of showcasing it.

This erotic romance is recommended to mfm menage lovers who enjoy lovers reunited themes that result in a happily ever after.

*Provided by St. Martin's Press via Netgalley

HOLDING FIRE Blitz by April Hunt


Author: April Hunt
Series: Alpha Security, #2
On Sale: March 28, 2017
Publisher: Forever
Mass Market: $7.99 USD
eBook: $5.99 USD

The second book in April Hunt's romantic suspense series, perfect for fans of Julie Ann Walker, Lora Leigh, and Rebecca Zanetti.

Alpha Security operative Trey Hanson is ready to settle down. When he meets a gorgeous blonde in a bar, and the connection between them is off the charts, he thinks he's finally found the one. But after their night together ends in a hail of gunfire and she disappears in the chaos, Trey's reasons for tracking her down are personal . . . until he learns she's his next assignment.

Elle Monroe never expected to see Trey again. The night they shared was incredible, but the last thing she's looking for is a relationship. Now that it's clear she's being targeted, though, she has no choice but to trust this man she barely knows with her life. And Trey's not just determined to keep her safe . . . he's determined to win her heart.





April blames her incurable chocolate addiction on growing up in rural Pennsylvania, way too close to America's chocolate capital, Hershey. She now lives in Virginia with her college sweetheart husband, two young children, and a cat who thinks she's a human-dog hybrid. On those rare occasions she's not donning the cape of her children's personal chauffer, April's either planning, plotting, or writing about her next alpha hero and the woman he never knew he needed, but now can't live without.



Elle stared, transfixed by the clock behind the airport’s claims counter. Each snap of the second-hand took about five years off her life. Being a few weeks shy of her thirtieth birthday, she estimated she had roughly ten-and-a-half seconds until the coroner needed to be called. Twelve, max, with a little bit of luck, but her luck seemed to be in short supply. 

Her normal patience was at an all-time low, sucked into a black hole right along with her personal hygiene and her luggage. Twenty total hours in a plane, plus an unscheduled six-hour stop for mechanical repairs, was to blame for the first. The latter two were entirely the fault of the airline.

With a deep sigh, Elle looked around the large, open space. People milled through the airport, bulky suitcases bouncing behind them as they scrambled to their destinations, while others procured blankets and pillows and looked to be settling in for the duration of the night.
On her left, two children tackled the legs of a tall, slender soldier dressed in desert fatigues. Laughing, the woman bent, spreading kisses over every surface of their little cheeks.

Elle ignored the faint ache in her chest and watched the happy family walk away. As they disappeared around the corner, a new sensation whittled its way in—a tingle; the one she’d felt the instant she and Shay unloaded from the gate—the one that came with the ardent focus of someone’s attention. It took root in the pit of her stomach and didn’t let go.

When she’d sensed it earlier, she blamed the paranoia on lack of sleep and inhumane travel hours. But the prickle of awareness came back tenfold, turning her head until she noticed the man leaning against the far wall, reading a newspaper.

Elle did a double take. It wasn’t Trey. It couldn’t be. She’d left him back in Thailand without so much as her last name, much less her travel itinerary, yet the longer she stared at stranger across the room, the faster her heart galloped.
Worn blue jeans encased his thighs perfectly. Not tight. Not baggy. No doubt if he turned around, the rear would look as impressive as the front. Both his face and his hair were disappointedly half-hidden by a baseball cap and sunglasses, but he had the same strongly chiseled jaw and sexy blond scruff that made her want to throw every razor known to man straight into the garbage.

Though he never looked away from his paper, the wall lounger’s lips twitched, almost as if sensing her visual appraisal. That smirk. Those lips. The stretch of a long-sleeved T over a chest wide enough to land an airplane on. Elle nearly collapsed into an X-rated memory of how lips nearly identical to those of this stranger had pleasurably ripped away all her sensibilities only a scant few days ago.

Standing in the middle of a busy airport definitely wasn’t the time to relive her night with Trey. When her turn came up at the counter, she gave herself a mental slap and focused on giving the attendant the information the airline needed to reconnect her with her suitcase. And then with a Have a nice day and her single carry-on, Elle shuffled away to wait for Shay to finish in the bathroom.
She searched her purse for her cell phone and bounced off the chest of another traveler.

“Oh, my God. I’m so sorry.” She reflexively reached out to steady to victim.

Shut it,” a low voice snarled.

Oh, hell no. Exhaustion mixed with an insane need to shower off the last day and a half made her head swivel to Mr. Attitude. She looked up. And up. Whoa. He was ridiculously tall.

If she’d had a little bit more sleep she’d probably be able to talk herself out of confronting someone so freaking huge, but she’d had a middle seat, and both Shay and the man to her left had been armrest hogs. Elle was eight hours past polite.

She narrowed her eyes, wishing her glare would make him squirm. “It was an accident. I said I was sorry. There’s no need to be a jerk about it.”

“Actually, there is.” Mr. Attitude clamped a hand around her upper arm and squeezed.

Ow. Hey, watch it!” She tugged, and he tightened his hold.

He leaned his large body way past her personal boundaries. That was when she saw the scar, half-hidden behind his sunglasses. It looked angrier up close, the skin around his eye socket puckered straight up to his hairline. Cold dread licked up Elle’s spine.
It was Alley Man.

“I told you to shut. The fuck. Up.” He emphasized each word and punctuated it with a sharp jab to her ribs. When she attempted to twist away, the poke came again—this time with the cool sensation of metal.

A gun.

Alley Man stepped closer, careful to keep it hidden from view. “If you so much as twitch, sputter, or look at anyone cross-eyed, I won’t hesitate to make this very bad for you. Do you fucking understand me?”

Elle re-swallowed the bile that had risen to her throat. “I should probably warn you that I don’t have any money. Well, I have about ten dollars’ worth of Thai baht, but that’s about it. And maybe a fuzzy breath mint.”

Tightening his grip, he steered them away from anyone who would remotely care what was happening. And let’s face it: This was one of the busiest airports in the country. No one was going to notice one travel-ravaged blonde, even if she stripped down to her cotton undies and streaked half naked through the terminal.
Alley Man kept the gun pressed firmly between her ribs as he directed them to the exit. “I don’t want your money, Miss Monroe.”
Elle’s heart went from a steady thunder to an apocalyptic roar. He knew her name. He knew she’d be at this airport. On this day. On this flight.

The only thing Elle knew was that she was really—and completely—screwed.