Fatal Love by Misty Evans

15826918_10211462501536738_7737541322673404276_nGirl or boy? Find out what Cal and Beatrice are having in this Shadow Force International Worlds novella! And meet Connor and Sabrina – two SFI members who must overcome their inner demons in order to find love in the middle of chaos.

Once upon a time, former Navy SEAL Callan Reese risked everything to protect his estranged wife from the enemies who wanted her dead. Now reunited and expecting their first child, Cal’s past makes Beatrice a target once again.

When Beatrice is kidnapped by a desperate woman bent on revenge, Cal must put everything on the line in the most dangerous mission of his life to keep her and their unborn child alive.

Things aren’t going well for Beatrice as a deranged woman breaks into her house while she is in the middle of labor.  Cal tries to keep the intruders at bay while his wife tries to deliver their baby safely.  But Beatrice being Beatrice, she tires her  damnedest to help even while in childbirth. She even starts shooting her gun when her attacker draws closer. How badass is that? Cal is the only one who can talk her down the ledge of putting herself, and the baby in more danger.

Help does come along with some new team members.  Connor, who suffers from PTSD and Sabrina, who also has her fair share of things to deal with.  As things come to a head can the intruders be dealt with before any harm can come to B and her baby?

It’s good to have more characters introduced to the series and that of course means more books!

I love how well written Misty’s characters are, as well as how much she researches her stories.  This is pretty intense for a novella and brings home her skills as a writer.  It’s fact paced, intense and a wild ride from start to finish!

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4/5 stars

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Misty Evans PhotoUSA TODAY Bestselling Author Misty Evans has published over twenty novels and writes romantic suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal romance. As a writing coach, she helps other authors bring their books – and their dreams of being published – to life.

The books in her Super Agent series have won a CataNetwork Reviewers’ Choice Award, CAPA nominations, the New England Reader’s Choice Bean Pot Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2010 and the ACRA Heart of Excellence Reader’s Choice Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2011.

Her Witches Anonymous series was dubbed a Fallen Angel Reviews Recommended Read. The Super Agent Series, Witches Anonymous Series, and the Kali Sweet Series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle bestsellers lists. Her culinary romantic mystery, THE SECRET INGREDIENT, and the first book in her Deadly series, DEADLY PURSUIT, are both USA TODAY bestsellers.

Misty likes her coffee black, her conspiracy stories juicy, and her wicked characters dressed in couture. When not reading or writing, she enjoys music, movies, and hanging out with her husband, twin sons, and two spoiled puppies.

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Excerpt from Fatal Love

FATAL LOVE, A Shadow Force International Worlds Novella
By Misty Evans

EXCERPT

Connor McKenzie woke to the phone blaring in his ear.
Probably because he was sleeping on top of it.
Drooling on it as well, because when he jerked back, his instincts automatically directed his hand to the handset, and he found slime all over the black SFI office phone.
Gross.
Of course, since he’d been working 24/7 with no time off, he hadn’t seen his bed since zero dark thirty-seven…no, make that eight, since the clock on the phone’s readout said it was after midnight.
Rubbing his eyes as the phone blared again, he pushed up off of his desk and cleared his throat. Near the desk, Maggie raised her big, black head and looked at him with her perpetually sad Labrador eyes.
Being the office manager for Rock Star Security came with a lot of perks. RSS was the front for Shadow Force International, where former SEALs roamed the hallways, covertly saving the free world on a daily basis. Connor was constantly surrounded by men he respected and who respected him. They understood each other; understood what each other had been through. Add to that the fact Beatrice let him bunk two floors up in an office he’d converted to a bedroom, and it was the best home he’d ever had. The bedroom wasn’t much, but it beat living out of his car.
Maggie was another perk. He loved that dog. Meeting his eyes, she wagged her tail with a solid thump-thump-thump against the floor.
She was always up for an adventure, and good to have around because of his PTSD. She didn’t have any training, but Cal had told Connor she’d saved his mental health many times. The dog had kept Connor from sinking into a dark hole on more than one occasion as well.
Technically since he lived upstairs, Connor could go home anytime he wanted, even though no one was in the office to man the phones but him. He and Rory had set up a system that transferred all calls to Connor’s phone in his bedroom when he quit for the day or needed down time. Beatrice didn’t trust an answering service with the particular calls that might come in from Rock Stars or SFI operatives.
Connor opened his tired eyes and caught sight of the blinking button on the phone as the damn thing continued to ring insistently. Red, not orange. The private line Emit had for the managers to use when they needed immediate assistance.
Shit. Grabbing one of the napkins from the pizza he’d half eaten earlier, he wiped off the drool from the handset and punched the button under the red, blinking light. “This is Slash. How may I direct your call?”
SFI rules were that they never identified the business when answering on the off chance it was a wrong number or one of them had been compromised. Beatrice was strict about that. While the cell phones every employee used were secure, breaches could happen. All personnel used code names and had to answer a security question before discussing any Rock Star or SFI business.
Just in case, Beatrice always said.
Connor had the feeling he didn’t want to know what just in case meant. He also didn’t want to know what might happen if he failed her.
“Con, we’re in trouble.”
Connor sat straight up, nearly knocking over his Coke. The voice on the other end was low and guarded, and the person had already broken protocol.
But it was a voice he knew well, and a person he definitely didn’t want to fail to help. If anything, he hoped to get on the guy’s SFI squad one of these days. “Sir? Please state your security clearance code.”
“Fuckin’ A, that’s my security code,” Cal Reese quipped. “We need help. We need reinforcements.”
“Are you in imminent danger?”
“Yes. The queen bee is in the hive and she is in imminent danger.”
“But sir, there are no…”
The line when dead.
“…reinforcements,” Connor finished.
He stared at the handset. The queen bee was Beatrice. The hive was her and Cal’s home.
Beatrice was in imminent danger.
At home.
From whom? From what?
Fuck on a stick. Connor dropped the handset into its cradle, his guts turning over on themselves.
Emit, Rory, Jax, and Colton were all still in Chicago, opening the new Central Division Rock Star headquarters. Obviously, Cal, Beatrice, and Trace Hunter were back, but the rest of the Rock Stars and SFI operatives were working, many of them out of the country.
RS bodyguards couldn’t simply leave their clients. Ditto for the SFI operatives who were undercover on assignments at all four corners of the earth.
Connor started to lift the handset again and call Miles, but no, Miles was in San Diego, once more running the West Coast SFI office.
Which meant he was out of options.
Zeb. Yeah, he’d call the old spymaster…
His out-of-options list grew. Zeb had gone to Chicago with Beatrice. Connor hadn’t heard from him. Had he come back with Cal and the others or stayed in Chicago?
A burning sensation started in his gut while icy pinpricks attacked the base of his spine. Both spread like blood from a gunshot wound, making his body tremble and his breathing come in short, barely-there intakes.
Beatrice was in danger. Real danger if Cal was ignoring protocol and calling him for backup. Callan Reese was a former SEAL who’d saved the president in front of the entire world.
Beatrice’s personal bodyguard was Trace Hunter. Another former SEAL with superhuman powers. The guy belonged in a Marvel comic book for realz.
If both of them couldn’t handle whatever trouble Beatrice was in, well, then… How the hell was he supposed to?
His hand shook as he jammed his fingers through his hair. Get up, he told himself, but he couldn’t make his legs move. They were frozen stiff.
Not now! He couldn’t let his PTSD handcuff him.
Breathe. Beatrice was always telling him to take a deep breath and focus on one thing. A trick she’d learned from Hunter.
Grabbing the handset, he dialed Zeb, hoping against hope the old man was back in DC. Bracing the handset between his ear and shoulder, he woke up the computer and started shutdown procedures. He’d never had to do it before and another moment of indecision and self-doubt caught him with his fingers hovering over the keyboard.
He never left the office unless his backup, usually Rory or the new lab tech, Sabrina, was available to answer phones and handle emergencies.
Zeb’s phone rang three times. Voicemail answered. Connor left a quick SOS and asked Zeb to call him back.
What now? Should he gear up and head to Cal and Beatrice’s?
What about the baby?
If anything happened to any one of them…
Breathe…
Maggie whimpered, drawing his gaze. She sat beside the desk, tail rapping the floor and stuck her head in his lap.
There was no time to pet the dog, but his hand had a mind of its own, naturally going to Maggie’s head and rubbing her sleek, soft fur. His breathing resumed a semi-normal in-out rhythm after a moment and his mind re-engaged.
Grasping at straws, he dialed the lab extension, hoping against hope that Sabrina might somehow still be in the building. He’d never seen her leave—one of the reasons he routinely stayed at the desk so late every night was for that very reason. He enjoyed watching her sexy legs in those righteous high-heeled boots walk past his desk every evening. He loved her red hair and the way she teased him about being a camo-wearing receptionist, even though the term ‘receptionist’ made his ego smart.
From big, tough, badass SEAL to a useless receptionist. His life had gone to hell, thanks to 12 September.
Bastards.
Still petting Maggie with one hand, he closed off the black hole that sucked at him every time he thought of the terrorist group.
Bzzz-bzzz. The phone on Sabrina’s end rang again. It was Saturday night. A beautiful, smart, hip gal like her couldn’t possibly still be working this late on a Saturday night, could she?
“Conmeister?” Her voice was rough and sexy, like he’d woken her from a nap. He heard her yawn. “It’s nearly two a.m. What are you still doing at the main desk?”
God Almighty, he hated it when people called him nicknames, but hearing any version of his name coming from Sabrina’s luscious mouth was heaven. She got a free pass, regardless of what she wanted to call him.
“What are you still doing in the lab?”
She chuckled. “Touché. What’s up?”
“SOS from Cal. He and B got home from Chicago but something’s wrong. I don’t know what. He must have thought his cell was compromised because he was speaking in code, but he used my name, which is like, I don’t know what. I think he was definitely shook up.”
She was fully awake now. “Oh, shit. What can I do?”
“Man the phones and watch Maggie for me. I’m gearing up and heading their way.”
Her voice was full of indignation. “No way! Not without me. Who did you call for backup?”
“There is no one. Everyone is working or out of town.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
Connor opened his bottom drawer and pulled out his Beretta PX4 Storm and checked the clip. Full. “With the addition of the San Diego and Chicago satellites, we’re short on staff. Literally, there’s just you and me in DC at this moment. We can’t leave the phones unmanned, so tag, you’re it.”
“Why don’t you call the cops?”
If Cal had thought the police could handle it, he would have dialed 911 himself. Whatever this was, he didn’t want them involved. “I’ve got to go.”
He hung up on her protest, punched the button to transfer incoming calls to the lab phone, told Maggie to stay, and headed for the weapons room.
Preparing for the enemy was challenging when you had no clue who the enemy was.
Pretend it’s a sleeper cell of 12 September. If you were taking them on, what would you bring?
A rocket launcher.
The biggest one he could carry, in fact.
SFI’s weapons room had plenty of firepower, but they did not, in fact, have any rocket launchers.
A shame, that. He mentally added it to his inventory list for next month.
Connor snatched a black duffel from a shelf and started throwing in grenades, a couple of H&K submachine guns, ammo, and a sweet sniper rifle he’d been dying to use.
He was strapping on a vest when Sabrina came skidding into the room in her socks. Her boots were in-hand, her hair flat on one side, totally sexy and tousled on the opposite.
Probably what she looked like when she first got up in the morning.
And damn, if her big brown eyes and that crazy hair didn’t make him hard.
“You’re not leaving without me, Conmeister.” She slipped on one boot—with a 3-inch black heel—jumping and hobbling on her other foot, and breathing heavy from her run to catch him. She was dressed from head to toe in red like always.
A deep burgundy red that totally clashed with her copper colored hair.
Connor tore his gaze away from her full lips and even fuller cleavage on display from the deep V of her silky shirt. She continued hopping on her foot as she pulled on the second high heel, the action jiggling her double-Ds and making his hard-on downright painful. “I’m totally leaving without you, Red.”
“Bullshit!” She snatched a bulletproof vest from the wall and shoved her arms through the holes. “You have no idea what you’re walking into. This is Beatrice we’re talking about!”
He slammed the cage shut on the submachine gun selection and locked it. “I’ll handle it, whatever it is.”
“Look,” she said, grabbing his arm. “I know I was just a chopper pilot and I never saw action like you did when I was in the Navy, but I know how to handle a gun. At least let me fly you to their house and set up a stakeout. I can have you there in fifteen. It will take you at least thirty by car.”
Fly? “Unless you have a magic carpet hiding under your lab coat, how are you going to fly me anywhere?”
Sabrina grinned, shrugging out of the lab coat and putting on the vest. “You know the helo pad on the U-Comm building at the end of the block? There’s an EC 145 that can cruise at 150 miles per hour easy. I happen to know the owner and we can use it, no questions asked.”
This woman in red was a mystery, but then, so were many of the people that worked for SFI. “You’re friends with the owner of one of the most expensive luxury helicopters available in the marketplace today?”
She grinned again. “More than friends, actually.”
Connor’s hard-on softened. “I don’t think your boyfriend will appreciate you taking his helo on a rescue mission.”
And if your boyfriend is a millionaire, why are you here working tonight?
“He’s not my boyfriend,” Sabrina said, grabbing a .38 mil from the handguns. “He’s my dad.”
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Saved by Darkness by Katie Reus

imageHalf-demon, half-dragon shifter Ian McCabe is hellbent on getting back the only woman he’s ever loved. When Fiona O’Riley kicked him out of her life decades ago, he thought she was gone for good. Now that she’s back, nothing will stop him from claiming her. But she wants nothing to do with him—or his family.

She’ll do anything to save him.

Fiona knows that Ian is the only male for her. The only way to keep him alive is to stay away from him. But when tragedy strikes and they discover a wicked agenda for the mass murder of humans, they must work together to take down the enemies that threaten everyone. But there’s so much more on the line. As their undeniable desire intensifies, they’re faced with an unbearable choice. If Fiona and Ian succumb to their temptation, mating could be the last thing they ever do.

 

Ian is half demon and half dragon.  Fiona is a dragon shifter from a very powerful family where they treat women like objets. Ian met Fiona 50 years ago at a party.  While she was with her brother, he made it clear that Ian wasn’t worth of her and that if he even went near her Fiona’s brother would kill him.  They did briefly hook up until she told Ian she didn’t love him and he  was told she had been mated with another.

Fast forward 50 years and they meet again.  Ian is surprised to find that she hadn’t mated but she  was still afraid of what her brothers would do to Ian if they became a couple.  Fiona runs an organisation that helps other paranormal  beings escape from abusive relationships.  When Fiona meets with an old friend who has news of a half demon takeover of the human world she is put in danger and another of  her friends  is taken to a Hell realm.  Herself and Ian, along with help from Finn’s wolf clan, must go into the Hell realm to rescue her friend and to put an end to a plot to kill humans and stop the half demon take over of earth.

There is tons of action and steamy romance! I hasn’t read many shifter books, especially one with dragons and found that I really enjoyed this one, so much that I stay up till silly 0’clock to finish it!  Fiona and Ian had plenty of heartbreak throughout the years and then end of the book pulled at the heartstrings wondering just what their fate would be. This is the first book in this series I have read, not knowing it was book 6.  I enjoyed it so much that I will go back and read the others in the series.  In saying that it can be read as a stand alone and it won’t confused you not knowing the background of the other characters as they are mostly explained.

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4 stars

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Commander in Chief by Katy Evans

imageWe fell in love during the campaign.
The stakes were high.
Reputations could have been ruined.
Scandal hovered over us like a cloud.
Now the man I love is the President of the United States of America.
And its not my vote he is after.
He wants it all.
My heart. My body. My soul.
He wants me by his side.
In the White House.
Normalcy will be gone from my life, privacy forgotten.
I am only twenty three. I just wanted to play a part in history. But it seems like history wasn’t done with me. The part where I lost my heart to Matthew Hamilton? It was only the beginning. 

 

I should have have known by how I felt about the first book that I shouldn’t have bothered with this one. Did I listen to my inner voice, no. Call me a glutton for punishment.

This book was just as bad, if not worse, than the first one. Charlotte was just as vomit inducing. ” Mr. President…… He’s so God like…… You can see the power rippling under his shirt across his powerful chest….. He wants me!…… But think of the American people and how we would affect them.”  Just repeat those snippets ad nauseum and you have the book in a nutshell, oh and it’s 3/4 sex. No real plot or story to speak of, just tidbits of things to add as a bit of filler inbetween all the sex. Plus the excessive overload of patriotism. Now there is nothing wrong with sex or patriotism but in the right context and in proportion. We know that Matt and Charlotte love their country but come on, give it a rest. It’s the lack of plot that bothered me. The story was one dimensional, there wasn’t anything that was good about it. The characters were one dimensional, the whole thing just was flat, repetitive and boring. Charlotte annoyed the hell out of me. She acted more like a tittering,insecure, hormonal  15 year old girl than a woman in her 20’s

I’ve learned my lesson and will not be buying anymore books by this writer.

1 star

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Deadly Attraction by Misty Evans

 

deadly-attractionHis twin brother is dead and the only way National Intelligence officer, Mitch Holden, is going to make it through the holidays is by staying focused on his latest SCVC Taskforce investigation—catching a homegrown terrorist with a penchant for arson. The terrorist has started a wildfire eating up thousands of acres of forest and putting dozens of people in danger. When Mitch is pulled off that assignment to play bodyguard to a sexy forensic psychologist who sees past all his defenses, he ends up in the middle of a personal wildfire that’s as out of control as the one burning around the two of them.

The trial that should have made her career cost Dr. Emma Collins everything—her home, her future, the baby that was growing inside her after she testified against famous actor Chris Goodsman, debunking his insanity defense and sending him to prison for murder. Rebuilding her life in the aftermath, Emma now rescues horses, dogs, and juvenile delinquents, and there’s no way she’s heading to a safe house because Chris Goodsman has escaped. She refuses to let anyone terrorize her or destroy her life again. But when a smart-talking, irresistible federal agent shows up insisting he has to protect her, she realizes her new bodyguard needs a bit of therapy. Good thing taking in lost causes happens to be her specialty.

Two people filled with grief may get burned…

Trapped at the ranch by the wildfire, Mitch and Emma explore a searing attraction, but soon discover they’re not alone. A killer has joined them—one who will do anything to get revenge and isn’t afraid to take out anyone who gets in his way

Both Mitch and Emma hate the Christmas holiday, each for their own reason.  Mitch because he lost his twin brother on Christmas Eve in a rescue mission gone wrong that was led by Mitch and Emma because the  baby she lost.  Both carry around  deep pain.  Where Mitch tries to ignore it, Emma buries it deep so she cane care for not only the people in her life but for her patients as well.

Emma is strong, she doesn’t let things get to her. She is the calm in the storm, even when things hit close to home she wraps her emotions up tight and doesn’t let danger bother her.  If she went around loosing her head every time a client may or may not come after her, her life would fall to pieces.

You can feel the rage building up in Mitch.  Emma wont leave to go to a safe house, determined to no be driven out of her home.  He can’t protect her the way he wants too.  He is angry at the cat and mouse game that Chris is playing with them.

This story doesn’t really show you who is causing havoc in Emma’s life.  We know who is coming after her but is he truly the one that has been playing a game with her or is it someone else?  There are things going on but  Mitch, Emma and even Will can’t get to those who are behind the threat because they are like a mist in the backdrop of the forest fire raging around them. It’s unsettling enough when you know who is after you but it’s in the way that its done that makes it creepy, more of a psychological torment than an actual physical one.

With each book you find out more about different fields of medicine, military tactics, criminal behaviour, Mafia and everything in between!  Misty does an amazing amount of research for each of her books and it shows with the detail that is provided in each story.  That is why I love reading her books, there is so much attention to detail, a strong plot, along with hot men and steamy romance.

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4/5 stars

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Misty Evans PhotoAbout the Author

USA TODAY Bestselling Author Misty Evans has published over twenty novels and writes romantic suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal romance. As a writing coach, she helps other authors bring their books – and their dreams of being published – to life.

The books in her Super Agent series have won a CataNetwork Reviewers’ Choice Award, CAPA nominations, the New England Reader’s Choice Bean Pot Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2010 and the ACRA Heart of Excellence Reader’s Choice Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2011.

Her Witches Anonymous series was dubbed a Fallen Angel Reviews Recommended Read. The Super Agent Series, Witches Anonymous Series, and the Kali Sweet Series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle bestsellers lists. Her culinary romantic mystery, THE SECRET INGREDIENT, and the first book in her Deadly series, DEADLY PURSUIT, are both USA TODAY bestsellers.

Misty likes her coffee black, her conspiracy stories juicy, and her wicked characters dressed in couture. When not reading or writing, she enjoys music, movies, and hanging out with her husband, twin sons, and two spoiled puppies.

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***Part of the proceeds from the sales of this book will be donated to Rescue Dogs Rock NYC. Fans who know me know I’m a huge dog lover and I love to support shelters. Please check out RDRNYC’s Facebook page and consider adopting a dog or sending in your own donation! https://www.facebook.com/RescueDogsRockNyc ****

 

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Mr. President by Katy Evans

imageI met the president’s son when we were both young. Matthew Hamilton was handsome, polished, and intelligent. I’d never met a guy like him.

He promised me that he’d never run for president. I promised that if he did, I’d be by his side.

Three terms later, an invitation to join Matthew Hamilton’s campaign is the most exhilarating opportunity I’ve ever experienced. I’m determined to make a difference; he is determined to win.

Focused on his goal, Matt is steadfast, ruthless, and disarming. All eyes are on him and his popularity is surging. But soon, the next possible president of the United States is possessing me in more ways than one—and despite the risks, I’m helpless to resist.

We’re stealing touches, stealing moments, and stealing away at night. But our chemical connection is quickly becoming dangerously combustive, putting not only my heart, but Matt’s chance at the presidency on the line.

Winning will take everything. Walking away will be the hardest thing of all. 

 

Matt’s father was president of the US and was assassinated in the third year of his second term.  When Charlotte meets Matt for the first time she is 11 and he is…. who knows.  Her father is a senator and is friends with President Hamilton and has invited him to his house for dinner.  The president goes on that Matt will eventually become president himself one day.  That meeting had an impact on Charlotte, she even wrote Matt a letter saying that if he did run for president she would not only vote for him but also work on his campaign.

It’s a love story more than it is about politics.  I do have some issues with it though but it has nothing to do with politics.  First of all like it’s mentioned Charlotte meets Matt when she is 11 and it’s implied that he is in his teens, then at another point it’s implied he was in collage.  The second time she sees him is at his father’s funeral when she is 13.  So lets go with him being in his teens.  It’s is now 10 years later and Charlotte is now 22 and as we all know you have to be 35 to be able to run for president. But if you go with him being in his teens when they first met that means he would be in his late 20’s or so….. maybe early 30’s but that’s pushing it, but he is 35 when’s he runs. There is no way he could have been his teens when the met 10 years previous. The whole thing about not getting the ages right bothered me.  Petty I know, but it does.

The second thing that bothered me is Charlotte herself.  While I like Matt, he’s strong, determined and driven to not only put the country first but to do right by the American people.  Charlotte acts like a child when Matt pays her any bit of attention.  She’s like ‘ Oh.My.God. He’s looking. At Me!’ or variations of that.  She also feels like shots of electricity shoot up and down her body if he just brushes up against him. Her panties get in a twist over a kiss and just about orgasms when he touches her ever so briefly.  she goes over every kiss, analyses every movement and relives every detail.  The detailed descriptions of her feelings go on for anywhere from half a page to a page and a bit.  It gets sooooo weary just reading every butterfly in her tummy and the crackling of nerve endings, live wires shooting sparks through her body. It’s never-ending how many crackles, sparks and butterflies that she experiences. Also during one oral sex scene when Matt is going down on her she describes her labia as sex lips…. SEX LIPS!  Ugh…

I could go on about how much Charlotte annoyed me but it’s nauseating enough reading it.

I did enjoy the premise of the story, it’s something different from the usual CEO’s and millionaires stories out there. But it wasn’t enough to make up for the bits that got under my skin.

2.5 stars

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The Bachelor Auction by Rachel Van Dyken

imageCinderella never had to deal with this crap.

Jane isn’t entirely sure that Cinderella got such a raw deal. Sure, she had a rough start, but didn’t she eventually land a prince and a happily-ever-after? Meanwhile, Jane is busy waiting on her demanding, entitled sisters, running her cleaning business, and . . . yep, not a prince in sight. Until a party and a broken shoe incident leave Jane wondering if princes—or at least, a certain deliciously hunky billionaire—maybe do exist.

Except Brock Wellington isn’t anyone’s dream guy. Hell, a prince would never agree to be auctioned off in marriage to the highest bidder. Or act like an arrogant jerk—even if it was just a façade. Now, as Brock is waiting for the auction chopping block, he figures it’s karmic retribution that he’s tempted by a sexy, sassy woman he can’t have. But while they can’t have a fairy-tale ending, maybe they can indulge in a little bit of fantasy . .

 

A modern twist on Cinderella.  I have to admit that Brock was too much of a ‘yes’ man who didn’t take matters into his own hands and go against his grandfather, just like Jane annoyed me that she let her sisters walk all over her in every way possible. He carries around a lot of guilt for something that was way beyond his control and can’t say no to anything his grandfather demand of him. Jane tried her best to respect her father’s dying wish to keep the family together.  Both get used as doormats in their own ways. Neither seemed to be able to take control of their lives and it made them seem weak.  As we get their backstories I understood why they way they were, it didn’t make them any stronger to start with.  As they get to know each other the find strength in each other, try and wipe away the ghosts of their pasts and to find some kind of happiness.

I have to say that Brock’s twin brothers, Brent and Bentley stole the show for me!  The attitude, the sense of humour and just downright naughtiness really brightened up the story line for me.  In her own funny way Rachel made this a funny light take on an old familiar story that everyone knows.  Instead of bitter step sisters and a step mother, we have two nasty and selfish sisters.  The old crone of a step mother is Brock’s randy, party going grandfather, who is another character and a half!   The prince is full of doubt and Cinderella is a maid.  It’s a fluffy, light, easy read that is fun. This is the first in a series.

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3.5 stars

Crash

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Billionaire on the Loose by Jessica Clare

imageTaylor is a genius when it comes to computers, but understanding the opposite sex is beyond her. Because she always fumbles her flirtations, she needs help in finding her Prince Charming. So when her friend, Gretchen, sets her up as a tour guide for a new guy in town, she says yes despite her misgivings.

She just doesn’t expect Mr. Charming to actually be royalty…

A faction in his country wants him to be king, but Loch has no intention of taking the crown. To keep from being named as the next successor, he hatches a scheme to marry a totally unacceptable American woman. Quirky Taylor seems like the perfect person for the job, until Loch realizes he likes more about her than her ability to keep him off the throne.

When Loch’s secret schemes come out, his chance of happiness with Taylor are blown—unless he can find a way to get the nerdy object of his affection to believe she’s truly the queen of his heart… 

I have to be honest, I didn’t care for Taylor or Loch at the start of this book. She lived on line in games, and was barely able to function outside of her gaming group. I loved that she was a nerd and loved the references though. Loch was bland and seemed to lack any sort of personality. He’s a rich royal who has never worked a day in his life and has had everything done for him, he was like a child who couldn’t do anything for himself. Neither character impressed me. The whole “let’s have sex.” within minutes of meeting each other put me off slightly. They are as alike as oil and water, no compatibility at all. I can understand why she would be interested in a hunk of guy but his attraction to her? That was the part I couldn’t understand. Sure she didn’t know who he was or how rich he was and he found that appealing, but still.

I was going to give up on this one but I stuck with it and the characters did grow and become more bearable. Loch befriended a homeless man who was the only one with any bit of sense. Loch went from wanting to marry Taylor to solve his own problems without thought or any regards to her feelings to actually caring about her.

It ended up being an ok piece of easy reading, what I would call a “palate cleanser” book. Something nice and light after a previous heavy reading  book.

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2.5 stars

Crash.

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