- Phil in When We Meet, The Law is a Lady
They are fallen from grace. A race once worshipped that had grown arrogant and greedy. Now they are few and spend their lives hunting the guilty and bringing them to justice.
A sexy dream. Two hot, sensual lovers. More pleasure than she’s ever felt before. What more could a girl want?
Um, maybe for it to be real. Lauren has hit rock bottom. After fleeing Earth, she ends up penniless and homeless. Before she can even begin her new job, she’s arrested for prostitution and thrown in jail.
Could things get any worse?
Well, yes, actually. They could.
Try getting horribly ill, ending up on the auction block, and being sold to two gorgeous, domineering, stubborn men who intend to return her to the very place she fled.
Malik knows the female in their dreams is their mate. He wants her, craves her, but he can’t bond with her without Tarin, and convincing Tarin she’s theirs will be an almost impossible task.
Tarin is always in control. Always in command. But when the hunt leads them to Lauren, he finds that very control tested. She intrigues and annoys him. Brings him both joy and terror.
But most importantly, she makes him feel.
The first book in the new Hunters series is a story that takes readers on one heck of a steamy and thrilling ride.
Lauren, Talin and Malik are solid, engaging characters that easily draw readers into their stories and hold them captive throughout. The romance is a bit rocky due to circumstances and some emotional difficulties which must be overcome and has the readers commiserating with them but the chemistry sizzles from each and every page and the sex scenes are steamy and panty melting worthy.
Suspense and anticipation build throughout the story as this fast paced story starts off with an intensity that grabs readers attention and doesn’t let go through one heart stopping moment after another while this threesome tries to come to terms with their situation and their mating circumstance. Will this threesome be able to achieve their ‘happily ever after or will fate be denied? This question keeps readers guessing until the very end and with some wonderful godlike surprises thrown in things stay interesting and readers don’t have any chance of encountering a dull moment.
The author did a great job of painting vivid imagery to make me feel as if I was a part of the story and I was enthralled from start to finish so I am looking forward to reading the next Hunters book.
A Mate To Cherish is the 1st book in the Hunters series.
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I am not the most active reader, but I do enjoy a book in the following genres: Fantasy, Horror, Mystery, Action Adventures, and comedy.
But enough about my preferences, let's talk about why I chose to read Twisted Summer by Willow Davis Roberts. I read this book last year, but since then, I forgot the who, what, where, and why of Zoe's murder, however, it was a good mystery, as I recall.
I'm enjoying it so far!
I first read this one as a naive teenager and have not returned to it in the intervening 50 years. The only thing that I remember from 50 years ago was the ice-9 and its catastrophic results. This go-round, it was an entirely different read. The book is dated and yet it isn't; it seems shallow and silly until you realize just how deep it really goes.
"We are gathered here, friends," he said, "to honor _lo Hoon-yera Mora-toorz tut Zamoo-cratz-ya_, children dead, all dead, all murdered in war. It is customary on days like this to call such lost children men. I am unable to call them men for this simple reason: that in the same war in which _lo Hoon-yera Mora-toorz tut Zamoo-cratz-ya_ died, my own son died. "My soul insists that I mourn not a man but a child. "I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame they _do_ die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. "But they are murdered children all the same. "And I propose to you that if we are to pay our sincere respects to the hundred lost children of San Lorenzo, that we might best spend the day despising what killed them; which is to say, the stupidity and viciousness of all mankind.