Publisher: Grand Central Publishing


Apr 25
The Duke of Sin

The Duke of Sin

I haven’t read any of the Maiden Lane books, although they’ve been on my to-read list for years, but this caught my attention enough to read out of order. (I asked around, and readers who’ve read it and the rest said I’d be okay, but just to know that Valentine… Read more »

 
Aug 13
The Darkest Day by Britt Bury

The Darkest Day by Britt Bury

A couple years ago, several friends recommended this book to me. The back of the book makes it sound like something I’d love! So I downloaded it, but before I read it, another friend told me she thought it read a lot like one of my books. That sort of… Read more »

 
Feb 04
All For You

Giveaway of All For You by Jessica Scott

Emily watched her friend weave through the crowd of broad-shouldered Cavalrymen and toward the captain. Alone at the bar, Emily twirled her wine in the glass, staring into the swirling pale golden liquid.
She sipped her wine and glanced around the wide open space, feeling the warmth. She was comfortable in this place. A drink after work. A good friend. This was a good life. It was simple. It had purpose. So much better than the complicated mess she’d left behind.
She lifted her glass, savoring the freedom of her rebellion. She might not fit into her uniform just right but she fit here among these soldiers better than she’d ever fit back home.
She saw Olivia gyrating slowly with the captain across the dance floor. Her friend’s movements were slow and sensual, a sultry undulation that spoke of power and of sex. She smiled at her friend’s pleasure. It was enough that Emily could enjoy another’s happiness. She’d come here tonight to relax, to help Olivia celebrate.
“You don’t come here often, do you?”
Emily glanced at the man who’d appeared at her shoulder. He’d been standing with the group of captains that Olivia had just infiltrated.
“Not really,” she said, sipping her drink. She thought about easing away, putting space between where their upper arms touched.
Personal space much? she thought.
“Are you here with friends?” he asked. She caught a heavy scent of beer from his direction, beer mixed with cigar smoke. It was not unpleasant.
She glanced over at Olivia. “Yeah.”
“Not up for company?”
She smiled and finally glanced back at him. “Not really. Thank you though.”
He brushed the tip of his hat with two fingers. “My pleasure, ma’am.”
He swaggered off, leaving her alone at the bar. That had been nice. Too bad she wasn’t interested. Once upon a time, she might have danced but there was something missing from the way he’d carried himself.
He was missing that power that Sergeant Iaconelli wore like it was second nature.
She shook her head and took a long sip of her wine. She’d done nothing but argue with the man but now she was thinking about him in a way that was purely unprofessional.
The heavy iron door swung open at that moment and Emily’s breath caught in her throat.
“Speak of the devil,” she muttered.
Reza Iaconelli stood in the doorway, his gaze scanning the room as though he was taking a headcount. What was it about the man that he was always walking through doors at the wrong time? And this time, his gaze swept the bar and landed directly on her.
His eyes lit up, his mouth flattened. Just a faint flicker, but it was enough to tell her he’d recognized her.
And the familiar hostility was gone.
Her mouth went dry and she took another sip. He wasn’t going to come over. It was going to be fine.
They would keep the rampant hostility and no lines would be blurred.
It would be fine, right?
Except that he was now coming over. Weaving through the crowd, his Stetson adding to his height.
What the hell was she supposed to do about that? The closer he got, the more her stomach flipped beneath her ribs.
She was too tired to fight. And the alcohol would probably allow her to say something that she’d regret come Monday.
His clean white shirt accented his shoulders and made his skin look darker, more appealing. His face was shadowed by the brim of the Stetson.
He was there. A short space separated them. He radiated something—a power.
A rawness.
She was doomed.

 
Dec 16
Entwined

Review: Entwined by Kristen Callihan

Oh wow! A ginger, blacksmith, shy, virgin hero? I’m so in! This novella may be a part of Kristen Callihan’s Darkest London series, but it works well on its own. And I really loved it. Aidan Evernight is betrothed to Luella Ballyloch and he wants none of it. But he… Read more »

 
Jun 21
Fire Inside

Fire Inside (Chaos #2)

It had me because the growing relationship between Lanie and Hop is quite lovely actually.  Here are two people not looking for the very thing that’s happening: love.  Both of them come from broken homes and really screwed up past relationships so then being gun shy about entering into any… Read more »