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review 2019-03-11 22:28

Book Review for Lost and Found by Lexi Blake

Lost and Found (Masters & Mercenaries: The Forgotten #2) - Lexi Blake

Owen Shaw and his “brothers” lost everything, their entire existence erased. Science had robbed he and all the Lost Boys of their memories and their past, but not their future. Hunted by every intelligence agency in the world, they are focused on two goals: find a cure for what was done to them and ensure that the technology that ruined their lives doesn’t get out into the world. Rebecca Walsh might be the key to achieving both. Owen has been studying her closely, living in her building, and he cannot resolve how such a beautiful, giving woman could have helped design the evil process that destroyed his past. Dr. Rebecca Walsh has dedicated her life to researching the secrets of the mind. Her atmospheric rise in her field was fueled by the horror of watching her mother’s agonizing journey into madness at the hands of a disease with no cure. She vowed to never rest until she finds it. But obsession takes a heavy toll, and when Owen moves into her building she realizes how much of her life she has missed out on. Owen opens her eyes to a whole new world, filled with joy, laughter, and possibly love. Owen and Rebecca grow closer, unraveling more about each other and the mysteries surrounding her connection to Hope McDonald. As the sinister forces working against the Lost Boys descend on Toronto, secrets long buried are uncovered that could shatter the bonds holding the Lost Boys together and cost Rebecca her life.

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Let's start off by saying this is one of my favorite Romantic Suspense authors as she always creates suspenseful and intriguing reads with great characters and we just love them time and time again.

This story started off with a bang and engaged us in the plot from the very first pages in.Let me just say that Owen is one smooth talking sexy Scottish hunk of man and when he talks it is enough to melt a girls panties. Lol

Owen was a secret operative undercover and his job is to get close to Dr. Rebecca Walsh who is a brainiac doctor and once meeting her she is everything he never expected and fell head over heals for her in a instant.

We loved Owen as he was sexy as sin, a bit lonely,unsure of himself and man with sins on his conscience but, he was just one of those love-able character's that you gravitate to because he has that sexy bad boy vibe that you can't help but be drawn to.

Becca aka Rebecca for us was not the typical doctor of science as she secretly loved to live on the edge when she wasn't being her normal self who lives and breaths to work she was a really fun character who surprised us at every moment because she seemed to do things so out of character for her.We loved seeing her temper and it was funny as hell when someone pisses her off.Her fire was Hot!

Owen and Becca were a couple who had some really hot chemistry and not only that they were perfect for one another.We loved the hot and sexy scenes the author created for these two because not only were they hot she made them fun to.

Overall we loved the story and its plot as more and more things are coming to light about getting to the matter of what happen to the men and their pasts.The story was suspenseful and engaging and kept you glued to the pages but, most of all we loved them those eclectic group of operatives who are all so different yet all have a talent and a purpose who make the team deadly .We loved the camaraderie between them and we envy the close knit family they have become but, most of all they have each other back when things go terribly wrong.

"Loved it!"

Recommended read to all!

Loving the series!

“Becca.” Owen’s voice was low. “Concentrate on me, on our conversation. You’ve done incredibly well. You’ve been able to hold it off, but this has gone on far longer than you ever should have been expected to handle it. This elevator is tight. I feel it, too, but we can hold off the anxiety together.” She doubted very much the man in front of her was anxious. He looked solid, like the kind of man who took whatever came his way and simply dealt with it. He wouldn’t have needed two freaking years to figure out what he wanted. He would have signed his divorce papers and moved on, not hiding in his work. It struck her forcibly that she might never have met a man like Owen Shaw. Her childhood had been fairly sheltered. She’d constantly been surrounded by intellectuals, men and women who were far more concerned with their work than anything else. The ground beneath her shifted and the elevator dropped what felt like ten feet, but she knew in her head it was mere inches. Her heart rate tripled, and she grabbed on to the closest thing she could—him. His arms went around her, holding her up, and she heard it. He was so tall that her head naturally rested on his chest, and she could hear his heart beating in rapid time. He was nervous. The phone rang and Owen cursed, reaching out to grab it. The shaft was so small, he didn’t have to let her go to grasp it. “What the bloody hell is happening, Colin?” She could hear his voice over the line. “Sorry. So sorry. We had to lower the shaft the tiniest bit. I should have warned you. It’s not going to fall. Just needed to reposition to get to the problem. Not long now. Another half an hour or so and I’ll have you right out of there.” “If you do that again, do you know what I’m going to do to you, Colin?” There was a pause over the line and she could practically hear Colin’s gulp. “Write my father a tersely worded letter of complaint?” “No, I’m going to pull your heart out through your throat and then I’ll shove it back up your arse.” “You sound very much like Liam Neeson in that movie.” “Liam Neeson is Irish. I’m a Scot. I assure you what I’ll do to you will make you run into Liam Neeson’s arms and beg him to save you.” He reached back and hung up the phone with a resounding clang. His arm went back around her. “It’s going to be all right. They’ll move faster now. So you’ve taken a sabbatical from men.” She breathed him in, loving how he smelled. Were men supposed to smell so good? She could feel herself relax as he held her. She’d known him for three hours. She shouldn’t let him hold her like this. And why the fuck not? Because it wasn’t smart? Because he might think she wanted something she shouldn’t? She was human. Why shouldn’t she want him? Because society told her that good girls didn’t make out with guys they’d just met in an elevator? Society sucked, and she wasn’t a good girl. When her husband had tried to put his name on her work, she’d told him to fuck off and write his own paper. When he’d cheated on her, she’d walked away. She was single. God, was he single? She stepped back. “What’s wrong?” Owen asked. “Do you have a girlfriend?” His lips curled up in the sweetest grin, as though he knew exactly why she was asking that question. “No, love. I don’t have a girlfriend and I don’t have a wife.” He was single. She was single. The moment lengthened between them. He stepped back. “I’m sorry. I’m coming on way too strong.” He wasn’t. He’d been gentlemanly, friendly. Up until the last couple of moments, he hadn’t put a hand on her or leered. She could feel his attraction. It was there in the warm way he looked at her, in the set of his shoulders, relaxed earlier and tense now that he’d touched her. He was thinking about the same thing she was. “I’m very nervous, Owen. My logical mind knows that it’s far more likely for me to die getting hit by lightning than in an elevator, even one that’s stuck.” Unfortunately, her logical mind was slowly losing control of her dumbass lizard brain. “Will talking help?” Owen asked. “Because I’m willing to do that. Or whatever you need to take your mind off things.” There was a wealth of promise in those words. Dirty and sweet at the same time. They’d shared her wine, passing it back and forth between them, her lips touching the same place his had been moments before. When she’d drank after him, she’d thought about kissing him. It had been too long. Two years was way too long to go without sex. They had a half an hour or so. At least that’s what Colin—who might be murdered soon by Owen Shaw—said. She even thought his name was sexy. What exactly would it hurt if she did kiss him? If she touched him and let him touch her? Hell, what would it hurt if she fucked him? They were both single, both a little needy. They had some time to kill. They’d done everything else. “I would like to kiss you.” If he didn’t want her to, he could say no and they could find something else to do. She wasn’t going to be embarrassed because some guy didn’t want her. Some stunningly gorgeous guy. Some really funny, sexy guy. After all, she wouldn’t see him after this. She’d never seen him before. He’d told her he was moving in, but she went into work early and came home late. He was a bodyguard, so he likely worked odd hours and traveled a lot. He was safe. She could open that door, enjoy herself, and then close it again. Owen Shaw could be her first really good memory in a long time, the start of many because it was time to get serious about finding some joy and balance in her life. But only if he wanted some joy, too. He moved back, placing his back against the elevator wall, the sweetest smile lighting up his face. “You have no idea how much I want you to kiss me. I’m right here, love. Do your worst.” He was letting her make the first move. And probably the second. And the third. He was obviously a careful man. It would be easier if he took over, but he was right. This needed to be her choice, and she had to make the move. She’d been the girl who’d told her parents at the age of five that kindergarten was boring and she wanted to move through the grades until she found something challenging. When they’d told her they wanted her to slow down and enjoy her childhood, she’d gone on strike until the teachers at her school begged her parents to let them move her up. She was the girl who’d put it all on hold to take care of her mother, too. She wasn’t the girl who didn’t take what she wanted, and she wanted Owen Shaw. “It’s been a long time since I did this.” But her body was already heating up. Her body remembered. Her marriage might have sucked, but the sex had been fairly good. It had been the reason she’d married him. She’d gotten used to regular, good sex. She’d get used to it again, just on her terms this time. “Somehow, I think you’ll remember,” he said. “You play all you like. Stop when you want to.” She’d been right about him. He was a careful man. “And if I don’t want to stop?” “Then you should be happy I’m a man who believes in being prepared.”

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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review 2018-11-22 16:20

Lost and Found (Dave&Carter) by Quin Perin

MerissaArchaeolibrarian

Lost and Found (Dave&Carter) - Quin Perin

Lost and Found is the first book by Quin and Perin I have read, but it definitely won't be the last.

Dave is the 'Daddy' in this relationship. He has feelings for Carter, and Carter needs him. For reasons I don't quite understand, he pulls back from Carter when Carter mentions feelings. Carter is the 'boy' and falls hard for Dave, but is mature enough to take a step back when he puts himself first.

This may only be classed as a novella, but there is one helluva story packed tightly between these pages. I was gripped from the very beginning, especially as Dave and Carter seemed to fall into their relationship so easily. Of course, it all had to go wrong somehow, and I'm not surprised with how it did. I understand that because of this, Dave might not be the most popular character, but I rather liked him. He is human, and makes mistakes. He has thoughts about what himself and what others might think, which for me, was completely understandable. I loved that once he got over being a jackass, he put Carter first, even though it broke his heart.

Did I get my happy ending? Well, I'll leave that for you to read and find out for yourself. What I will say is that I don't think I've had my fill of Dave and Carter, not at all. I loved this exceedingly well written story, that had no editing or grammatical errors to spoil my reading. With well-rounded out characters, and a storyline that intrigues, I have no hesitation in recommending this great story.

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* A copy of this book was provided to me with no requirements for a review. I voluntarily read this book, and the comments here are my honest opinion. *

Merissa
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