If you've read my review, you will know how much I adore this book. (If you haven't, check out my post here). And! You're in luck! Below you'll find a giveaway for your chance to win a copy of the ENTIRE Accidentally Yours series, as well as some more excerpts to whet your appetite!(US/Canada only - sorry!)
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Máax stared down at the hysterical,
screaming woman. He was about to offer a few calming words, such as “Shut the
hell up,” but then something peculiar happened.
What the fuu . . . ? He stumbled to the side but
caught himself. He’d never experienced anything so unusual, so potent. But what
was it? It didn’t hurt. No, quite the opposite. It felt like a sack of fucking
wonderful dropped on his head.
looked at the woman once more, and it hit him again.
gasped. She was doing this to him? How? There was no logical explanation, other
than . . .
lost his train of thought. Gods, she is
Holy Christ! He stepped back and stared at
Ashli. Is that . . . Am I . . . ? He
was drooling! Like a hungry dog!
odd, euphoric sensation hit him again, nearly tumbling him over. Nothing in his
seventy thousand years of existence could help him articulate the sensation. It
was as if the damned woman had jumped inside his body, soldered herself to
every molecule of his light, and then sucked away any rational thought. The
hollow pit in his chest, one he hadn’t known existed, felt instantly placated.
That spot now felt warm and mushy. The center of gravity shifted from beneath
his feet toward the direction of the woman and began pulling him to her like a
Oh, shit. She’s my mate? He took two more steps back. No. No. Hell no! But how? And why now?
He’d never asked the Universe for a mate. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want
to be tethered to some . . . some weak mortal woman, or any woman for that
matter. Where was the godsdamned logic in that? For fuck sake, he was a lone
wolf—answered to no one and nothing. And he was invisible, went where he liked when he
liked. (For the time being, anyway.) After he went on trial for his recent
multitude of offenses, he’d be entombed for a very, very, very . . . yes, very fucking long time! And now this,
this . . . woman had messed it all up! Filii
canis! Now he was truly going to suffer. He’d have something to miss!
another truth dawned on him. Cimil set me
up! Again! He was going to kill her. And, gods fucking dammit, did the
woman—this, this, Ashli—have to be so godsdamned hot?
Infernum. Her beauty was beyond that of
any deity. Dark golden-brown skin, hair like black-licorice ribbons wild about
her face and trailing down her back, and exotic eyes, turning up in the corners
like a feline’s. And her lips . . . Her lips were plump and full, just the sort
a man longs to feel sliding over every inch of his—
Get a hold of yourself, man! But holy saints she was hot.
What was he going to do?
Why don’t you start by saving
First things first, though; he had to get her to stop screaming. “Ashli, I
command you to stop screaming.”
beautiful hazel eyes widened, and she bolted toward the dusty, narrow road that
ran along the beachfront.
Sanguine ad infernum! She’s
“Ashli, I command you to stop. I won’t hurt—”
Bloody deity infernum! Máax’s
head throbbed with a pain so severe it reminded him of the time he’d
accidentally been stepped on by Cimil’s unicorn. Giant fucking thing thought it
was some sort of lapdog but weighed the same as an elephant.
So what had that bloody woman hit
him with? A garbage truck? No way was that a simple shovel.
In any case, it knocked a few of
his marbles loose because he didn’t recall freeing himself or making his way
inside her house. But he had. In fact, he’d made it to her bed, and now Ashli
lay beside him, sound asleep. How long had he been out, and how the hell had
she fallen asleep without noticing a very large man in her bed?
Because you’re invisible and were lucky enough to pass out on
the side of the bed she doesn’t use.
Carefully, he edged off the bed,
trying not to disturb her. Ashli rolled over and flung her arm over his chest. Deorum inferorum. Máax sucked in a deep
“You smell so good,” she mumbled.
She talks in her sleep? For some
reason he found that adorable. “What cologne is that?” she
added. His natural scent. All gods
produced a pleasing aromatic cocktail of pheromones. He supposed it was
nature’s subtle way of disarming humans, making it less likely for them to
freak out and realize they were in the presence of something not quite human.
Ironically, he felt like the one
being lulled by Ashli’s scent. He’d never smelled a more enticing fragrance:
tropical flowers mixed with a slight hint of those roasted chili peppers from
her kitchen and fresh ocean air. Gods, the scent was just as exotic as the
woman. Add to that, Ashli seemed to enjoy the ocean, his passion, as much as he
did. If he could live his entire existence on the beach, he would. The air, the
tropical breeze, the soft sand . . . there was nothing better than swimming in
the waves or surfing when the opportunity arose, though it had been a very long
time. Isn’t such a smart idea to surf when you’re invisible. A lone surfboard,
carving a wave on its own, looks a bit strange. Nor was it smart to lay next to
Ashli, enjoy the warmth of her touch while sniffing her hair, or allow himself
to grow extremely aroused. Which he had. Idiot. What was the point? So he could
remind himself what he was missing out on? Once this was all over, which it would
be because he never failed, they’d both move on. Him to some cold, dark tomb
probably buried somewhere in a remote swamp where no one would find him for a
million years. And Ashli—she would find some nice human to spend her mortal
Or perhaps one of your brothers. After all, Cimil prophesied that twenty years from now, Ashli
would broker peace between his brethren. That meant she’d meet them all. And
Ashli was a catch, not to mention the one person on the planet destined to save
them all. How? He had no clue. Yes, clearly the woman had her attributes—sexy
as hell attributes—but aside from that, she seemed quite normal. Nevertheless,
being savior of the planet would grant her instant celebrity status and
boatloads of attention. She’d have men lining up around the block.
He balled his fists, then let go.
All for the best. Because he didn’t
want her. Much. And he certainly
didn’t need the distractions; this was one mission he couldn’t afford to fail.
He sighed and Ashli flinched.
Máax lifted his head, ready to make a mad dash from the room if she woke up,
but found himself entranced. Her plump lips and golden skin; her dark lashes,
fanning along the crease of her catlike eyes; her hair a wild mass of thick
black curls. He had no idea of her heritage, but never had there been a more
seductive female in existence.
His eyes swept down the length of
her small athletic frame covered only in a flimsy white sundress. Next to his
large body, Ashli appeared more petite than she really was.
An urge to dominate her, to take
her right there, sparked.
Or perhaps you’d enjoy the opposite. Yes, he’d enjoy the feel of her lithe, lean figure straddling
him, riding his cock.
Hell, man. That’s enough, you horny bastard. “Fuck this,” he hissed and
slipped quickly from the bed before he did something he regretted. Like kiss
Or motorboat her.
You randy bastard.
He needed to go for a swim. Yes,
the ocean water would cool him down. The ocean always made him feel better,
like being home.
Answer the following question in the comments section below, the winner will be chosen randomly on Tuesday the 9th of September:
What God, Mayan, Greek, Egyptian, Roman, Norse, Celtic, Icelandic or otherwise would you most like to read about, and why?
it comes to Máax, the God of Truth who refuses to follow the rules,
there's more to him than meets the eye. Literally. Because Maáx is
invisible! Which is probably why, after seventy-thousand years, he's
still unable to find a mate.
Ashli Rosewood was never meant to die. In fact, her death might be the
very reason the gods are now faced with stopping that pesky doomsday
right around the corner. If only there was a way to undo the past.
Cue Máax. Seven feet of divine masculinity and the unruly god charged
with saving Ashli. With a little help from an ancient Mayan tablet, Máax
will travel back in time and set things right.
Because Máax has one teensy challenge. He's invisible. And every time
this impatient, powerful deity gets anywhere near Ashli, he spooks her
right into harm's way. Meaning...she dies, and he has to start all over
Cliff, banana peel, runaway storage container filled with Belgian
chocolates, bee sting, the list goes on and on. Does the Universe have
it out for this girl? Sure seems that way. But why? And what will Máax
do when he begins to suspect that not only is Ashli the key to stopping
the apocalypse, but she may be "the one" he's been waiting
seventy-thousand years for.
How will he save the one woman the Universe insists on killing and who
wants nothing to do with him? - See more at:
When it comes to Máax, the
God of Truth who refuses to follow the rules, there's more to him than meets
the eye. Literally. Because Maáx is invisible! Which is probably why, after
seventy-thousand years, he's still unable to find a mate. Ashli Rosewood was
never meant to die. In fact, her death might be the very reason the gods are
now faced with stopping that pesky doomsday right around the corner. If only
there was a way to undo the past. Cue Máax. Seven feet of divine masculinity
and the unruly god charged with saving Ashli. With a little help from an
ancient Mayan tablet, Máax will travel back in time and set things right. Easy,
right? Wrong. Because Máax has one teensy challenge. He's invisible. And every
time this impatient, powerful deity gets anywhere near Ashli, he spooks her
right into harm's way. Meaning...she dies, and he has to start all over again.
Cliff, banana peel, runaway storage container filled with Belgian chocolates,
bee sting, the list goes on and on. Does the Universe have it out for this
girl? Sure seems that way. But why? And what will Máax do when he begins to
suspect that not only is Ashli the key to stopping the apocalypse, but she may
be "the one" he's been waiting seventy-thousand years for. How will
he save the one woman the Universe insists on killing and who wants nothing to
do with him?
For This Review: *ebook Copy Provided through Forever*
4 STARS Excerpt:
trying to seduce me.
I always suspected he would come
for me after I survived the accident, and now there’s no doubt. And death isn’t
some ominous creature that carries a bloody scythe, his face obscured by a
black cloak, his spindly fingers protruding from the cuff of his dripping
sleeve as he enters your dinner party, points to your plates, and declares in a
gravelly voice, “You’re all dead. It was the canned salmon.” Oh no. This is no
snarky Brit skit, and he’s no monster.
Death is a sex god.
He’s tall, built from
indestructible solid bricks of muscle. His cheek bones are chiseled works of
art, and his full, sensual lips are meant for doing anything but killing. Like
I said, sex god.
How do I know this? He’s been
watching me, whispering in my ear while I sleep, quietly hiding in the shadows
while I eat, while I work, while I shower.
So for once, I’m turning the
I follow the sound of his
footsteps through my beach cottage, out my back porch, and then pick up his
large footprints in the sand. I crouch behind the tall, dry grass blanketing
the massive sand dune. The crashing waves mask the sound of my thumping heart
and heavy, frantic breaths. I’m sweating like mad as the tropical morning sun
beats down on my back, and I spot my stalker splashing in the waves.
He stands, and I can barely
breathe when I look at him.
Though he’s nearly transparent,
the outline of his naked body glistens with drops of ocean water reflected by
the sun. I’ve never seen a more beautiful man. Shoulders that span the width of
two normal-sized men, powerful arms and legs that make me wonder if he’s not
actually carved from rock or molded from steel, and incredibly sculpted…jeez,
everything. There’s not an inch on this beast—not a neck, an ab, not a pec or a
thigh—that isn’t constructed from potent, lethal looking muscle. Well, except
his hair. Though I can’t see the color, it’s beautifully thick and falls to his
shoulders. I imagine it’s a warm shade of brown, streaked with reds and gold.
Because he’s utterly beautiful, and that’s the kind of hair a beautiful man
would have. Yes, he’s a god, not the bringer of death. And I can’t help but wonder
why he’s made that way. Is it so that when he comes for me, there’ll be some
sort of consolation—getting to see his face? I don’t know, but I’m not ready to
see it, yet. I want to live. I want to grow old. I want to fall in love. Just
once before my time is up.
Yet, somehow, I want him, too.
Why? That’s gotta mean I’m loca,
My eyes study every poetic detail
of this “man,” hoping to find answers. But there’s nothing. Nothing that will
help save me from him.
Suddenly, I see his chin lift and
his head turn in my direction.
Can he see me? Oh my god. He’s coming right for me.
I bolt from my hiding place and
make a run for it. I know if I make it to my house I’ll manage to lock the
doors, but that won’t stop him. There is nowhere to hide from death, but I run,
I make it to my back porch and
reach for the door, but I slip on something. Shit. Really? A banana peel?
My body crashes to the hard
cement. My head cracks on the sharp edge of the porch’s step, and I can’t move.
All I feel is my beating heart and heaving lungs, burning with fear.
“Dammit, woman. Why the hell do
you always run from me?” His deep, melodic voice washes over me, and I love how
it soothes my soul.
I look up and try to focus my
eyes, but he’s difficult to make out. His dripping hair catches only a few rays
of morning sunlight.
“You’re so beautiful,” I croak.
“But I changed my mind; I don’t want to die. Please don’t take me away.”
I feel his warm hand brush
against my cheek. “I am trying to save you, Ashli. Why won’t you let me?”
Why does he say that? Why is he
lying to me? It doesn’t matter now, because I’m already dying. The darkness
begins to swallow me.
“Shit!” I roll from my bed and
fall to the floor with a thump.
Sonofabitch! Why do I keep having these dreams?
I admit, when it comes to books by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff, I am
biased. I love all of her books, and I especially adore this series. After
reading ‘Accidentally in Love… With a God?’ I was hooked. So when I got the
chance to read and review Accidentally… Over? I jumped at the chance. And let
me tell you, this book lives up to all my expectations!
Lots of Crazy?
One word: Cimil.
Well, I don’t want to spoil the ending for you!
Basically, Ashli and Maax’s story is everything you’ve come
to expect from a Mimi Jean Pamfiloff novel.
As always, the
road to love is rocky at first, and with Ashli thinking that Maax wants to kill
her, and Maax being totally invisible things are bound to get tricky. However things
soon heat up in ways I certainly wouldn’t have dreamt of (I’ll give you a hint:
caramel). Of course, Maax makes many, many mistakes in his quest to save Ashli
and make her his own, as his over-bloated ego, godliness and narcissism make it
difficult for her to have a reasonable discussion with him. That’s not to say
that he’s not a total dreamboat. He is. If anything, his ego and truthfulness
make him more endearing, making readers fall in love with him at the same time
is pretty awesome. Like most of Mimi’s heroines, she’s very relatable, and acts
in a pretty normal way to having an invisible person stalk her. (Yes, she
freaks out. Majorly. But wouldn’t you?) At times some of her character traits
are a bit predictable, but that doesn’t make her any less enjoyable! We get to
meet up with the rest of the cast, and to my joy Cimil is a regular part of the
story. (You can read my love of all things Cimil here and here).
novel is more character driven than Apocalyptic. Yes, the characters are trying
to stop the world from being destroyed, but the major climax is less of the end
of the world variety, and more of the personal and interpersonal relationship
really couldn’t ask for a better end to the series; there will be a spin of
series! Heavily featuring Cimil. As I’m sure you guessed, I cannot wait.
So until then,
read this book, and if you like funny with a side of romantic and paranormal, I
guarantee you won’t be disappointed. I give it 4/5.
Overall: Touching Read!Genre: Romance
About the Author
New York Times and USA Today Best Selling Romance Author.
taking up a permanent residence in the San Francisco Bay Area, Mimi
spent time living near NYC (became a shopaholic), in Mexico City
(developed a taste for very spicy food), and Arizona (now hates jumping
chollas, but pines for sherbet sunsets). Her love of pre-Hispanic
culture, big cities, and romance inspires her to write when she’s not
busy with kids, hubby, work, and life…or getting sucked into a juicy
She hopes that someday, leather pants for men will make a
big comeback and that her writing might make you laugh when you need it
See More: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17333280-the-rogue-s-proposal?from_search=true Lord Lukas Hawkins, the
rakish second son of the House of Trent, has never found a wager he
couldn't win or a woman he couldn't seduce—until his search for his
missing mother leads him to a mysterious encounter with a beautiful
Luke's mother has been missing for months, and while
his honorable older brother Simon, Duke of Trent, leads the official
investigation from London, Luke sets out on a somewhat seedier path.
Sources have told him his mother was last seen with a scoundrel named
Roger Morton, but their association isn't clear. Was she kidnapped or
did she go willingly?
While searching for Morton, Luke meets Emma
Anderson, a secretive beauty with her own reasons for hunting Morton.
At first Luke laughs at the idea of allowing a woman to join him in his
search, but soon Emma's insights into Morton—like the woman
herself—prove impossible to resist.
For This Review: *ebook Copy Provided through Forever*
The Rogue’s Proposal is the first novel I have read by
Jennifer Hayworth, so I did not know what to expect. I can be picky with
historical romances – they can so easily become too heavy on the history while
not focusing enough on the romance or vice versa.
In this story
neither happened, as, from the outset, this is primarily a character driven
novel. Sure, they’re looking for the man who kidnapped and murdered a loved one
respectively, but the journey is more about Luke and Emma’s emotional change
rather than the changing surroundings.
As you can
guess from the title, Luke is a rogue. A major player; the guy women want to be
with and men want to be. Personally, Luke does not appeal to me as a love
interest. He’s the ultimate bad boy, but bad boys aren’t my type. Luckily, they
are Emma’s type, and although she tries to avoid it, he’s exactly what she
Emma is a
strong character, a woman who will do whatever she has to do, no matter the
cost. She is honourable, strong and naive yet innocent. She’s the perfect foil
tension is palpable, and the love scenes graphic. And there are a lot of them.
If you’re looking for a romance that’s more about talking and less about sex,
this book is not for you. However, if you like really bad bad boys, lots of
angst and imaginative loving, then this is for you.
All together I
give it about 3 out of 5 stars.
Overall: Touching Read!Genre: Romance
About the Author
Jennifer holds a bachelor's degree in Computer Science from UC
Berkeley and a master's degree in Education from UCLA. Before she became
a full-time writer she held various jobs from bookselling to teaching
inner-city children to playing bit roles in soap operas.You can
find Jennifer in Southern California trying to talk her husband into yet
another trip to England, helping her three children with homework while
brainstorming a new five-minute dinner menu, or crouched in a corner of
the local bookstore writing her next novel.
You can learn more at:
Author: Elyssa Patrick
Release Date: May 12, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
One fake relationship . . .
Ginny Michaels has always been a good girl and—ever since surviving a school shooting a little over a year ago—hailed a hero. Except she doesn’t feel like a hero. She can’t even have a one-night stand with sexy Wes Dalton properly. When her big city fling resurfaces in her hometown with an intriguing proposition, she’s powerless to resist. A fake relationship is exactly what’s needed to keep her small town’s matchmakers at bay during the upcoming wedding season. If only her attraction to Wes were as easy to ignore.
Too many real kisses . . .
Wes Dalton doesn’t have many regrets, and that includes his night with Ginny. But he’s always hoped to strengthen his relationship with his estranged family. When his father’s health takes a bad turn, Wes puts his life on hold and moves to the meddling seaside town of Cape Hope. With his barriers in place—and a beautiful woman to help him hold them up—he’s prepared for anything. Or so he thinks. Despite his determination to leave as soon as the summer is over, those fake kisses are starting to feel an awful lot like the real thing.
I was lucky enough to get an interview with the lovely and funny Ms. Patrick, as well as an ARC of her book which I shall be reviewing shortly. Now, lets see what she has to say!
Book and Movie Dimension: Thanks so much for agreeing to be interviewed!Where did you get your ideas for Four Weddings and a Breakup? And why did you decide to write this particular book?
Elyssa Patrick: Thanks so much for having me on! I got the idea for Four Weddings and a Breakup when the first scene of the book popped into my head. The title came to me as I wrote the first chapter, and I knew the book would revolve around four weddings and a break up. I had to find out more about Ginny and Wes, aka Mr. Dangerous, and I really wanted to write it.
Book and Movie Dimension: They are very memorable characters! When did you realize that you wanted to be an author, and what was your first foray into writing?
Elyssa Patrick: It’s such a cliché, but I knew I wanted to write when I was really little. I always wrote stories and read a lot. I loved when my mom would take my siblings and I to the library and bookstore. I was shy (still am) and had a really bad speech impediment, which a lot of kids teased and bullied me about, so I found solace in different worlds these authors created. But being a published author seemed like a faraway dream, something that other people did.
My first “official” foray into writing when I entered the Avon Fanlit competition, which was about in 2006 or so. At the time, I was interested in writing historical romances. But the competition was really good in the sense because you were required to write so many words, have a little blurb, make a title, etc.
Book and Movie Dimension: I'm sure many aspiring writers will be inspired by your success. Now, for the question I've been dying to ask: have you ever been in a fake relationship?
Elyssa Patrick: If I had been, would I ever tell? ;)
Book and Movie Dimension: Too true! Where is your favourite place to write?
Elyssa Patrick: I usually write in the basement, because it’s free of distractions.
Book and Movie Dimension: basement - could be spooky! Are you the type of writer who plans every detail out before writing a book, or one who prefers to play it by ear?
Elyssa Patrick: I’m a pantser so I play it by ear.
Book and Movie Dimension: What’s your favourite thing about being an author?
Elyssa Patrick:So many things! I love writing—even when I struggle with a scene or particular point—but creating characters and worlds, and seeing them come to life on page is fun and rewarding. It’s even better when readers enjoy them, too.
Book and Movie Dimension: it does sound amazing. But how do you juggle family life and work?
Elyssa Patrick: I’m single so my family life is around my parents and siblings, and I work from home. But there are times when there seems to be a lot going on, and lots of juggling has to happen. Wine is always good for these occasions.
Book and Movie Dimension: Wine is good for many occasions.;)Are you working on any other projects at the moment?
Elyssa Patrick: Right now, I’m working on Go With Me, my second New Adult contemporary romance, which is set to release on July 1, 2014.
Book and Movie Dimension: great! I shall keep an eye out. As a reader, what are some of your favourite books?
Elyssa Patrick: As you can imagine I have so many favorite books. My all-time favorites include: Little Women, Anne of Green Gables, Pride and Prejudice, Emma, The Taming of the Shrew, Twelfth Night, To Love a Thief by Julie Anne Long, Kiss an Angel and Dream a Little Dream by Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas, Fool Me Twice by Meredith Duran, Mr. Impossible by Loretta Chase, It Happened One Wedding by Julie James, The Chocolate Rose by Laura Florand, If I Stay by Tamara Morgan, and Simply Dangerous by Mary Balogh.
Book and Movie Dimension: yes, it can be hard to pick a fav. What are you most looking forward to in 2014?
Elyssa Patrick: I’m looking forward to books I got to read early to release: Tamara Morgan’s If I Stay, which also releases on May 12th, Laura Florand’s Sun-Kissed, and Nalini Singh’s Shield of Winter. All are spectacular reads! I’m also looking forward to Archangel’s Legion by Nalini Singh, Heroes Are My Weakness by Susan Elizabeth Phillips, and Brown-Eyed Girl by Lisa Kleypas. I’m a huge fan of these authors.
Book and Movie Dimension: Me too! Do you have any advice for aspiring writers?
Elyssa Patrick: Read a lot. Write even more.
Book and Movie Dimension: If your fairy godmother waved her wand and whisked you away to the location of your choice, which place would you choose, and why?
Elyssa Patrick: Somewhere tropical and secluded, where I could enjoy the beach and quiet and write a lot.
Elyssa Patrick is a former high school English teacher who left the classroom to write contemporary romances and New Adult. She is currently hard at work on her next novel.
Today is the day! The cover of Gena Showalter's THE QUEEN OF ZOMBIE HEARTS is here! We're so excited to be able to share this with you as it joins an already stunning set! Ready to see it? Not quite yet lets take a look a the first two covers in the series!
We'll either destroy them for good, or they'll destroy us.
Either way, only one of us is walking away.
In the stunning conclusion to the wildly popular White Rabbit Chronicles, Alice
"Ali" Bell thinks the worst is behind her. She's ready to take the
next step with boyfriend Cole Holland, the leader of the zombie slayers…until
Anima Industries, the agency controlling the zombies, launches a sneak attack,
killing four of her friends. It's then she realizes that humans can be more
dangerous than monsters…and the worst has only begun.
As the surviving slayers prepare for war, Ali discovers she, too, can control
the zombies…and she isn't the girl she thought she was. She's connected to the
woman responsible for killing—and turning—Cole's mother. How can their
relationship endure? As secrets come to light, and more slayers are taken or
killed, Ali will fight harder than ever to bring down Anima—even sacrificing her
own life for those she loves.
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of the wildly popular White Rabbit Chronicles, the Angels of the Dark, the Lords of the Underworld, and the Otherworld Assassins series. In addition to being a National Reader's Choice and RITA nominee, her romance novels have appeared in Cosmopolitan and Seventeen magazine, and have been translated in multiple languages. She lives in Oklahoma with her family and menagerie of dogs, and truly believes love conquers all.
ops expert Trig Sinclair is a man's man, and that means he knows the
cardinal rule of the bro code—no matter how dynamite Lena West is, as
his best friend's younger sister, she's strictly off-limits!
when a secret mission to Istanbul sees Lena and Trig pretending to be
married (and sharing a bed!), he finds himself in a whole new world of
sweet torture…. But if Trig thinks playing the honor-bound hero is
tough, it's got nothing on how Lena feels when she discovers what her
"groom" is really hiding…
For This Review: *ebook Copy Provided through Harlequin KISS*
3 1/2 STARS
I am a sucker for best friend romances. Maybe it’s because
the idea of such a strong yet platonic relationship that grows into a romance
strikes me as a good basis for a lasting relationship, or maybe it’s because
the characters always seem perfect for each other. I’m not sure. What I am sure
of however is that I really enjoyed this book.
absolutely perfect if you want a light read with touching romance, thought out back-story
and some 007 action. From the prologue, I adored the relationship between Trig
and Lena. The sexual tension practically leapt of the page, while both
characters remained totally oblivious. Lena’s oblivion comes from her
character, Lena is fantastically done. She is insecure due to being the
ordinary one in a family of geniuses, and because of the scars she got from a
mission gone wrong. Despite this, she is tough, independent and feisty, as well
as being well aware of her flaws. In a way she’s someone most people can relate
to, while also possessing the characteristics we aspire to.
Trig is the
perfect match for Lena, supportive, kind and understanding, as well as knowing
her well enough to know when to back off.
things don't really heat up until Lena loses her memory… And believes that her
best friend is her husband. Then the chemistry is off the charts, as Trig tries
to avoid intimacy until Lena regains her memory.
Eastern settings are vivid and beautiful, and Kelly Hunter’s writing is simple
All in all I’d give it about 3 ½ out of 5 Overall: Touching Read! Genre: Romance
About the Author
Australian born Kelly Hunter is
a three time Romance Writers of America Rita finalist, a USA Today
Bestselling author and loves writing to the demands of the short
category romance form.
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