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review 2017-08-05 14:47
Wicked Bite by Rebecca Zanetti
Wicked Bite - Rebecca Zanetti

This is such a great paranormal romance series. I haven't read all the other books in this series and I don't feel as if this I was completely lost, but I probably would have enjoyed this even more if I had read the previous installments. 

 

I love how Zanetti writes her characters. So many other books in this genre have cookie cutter characters with no depth. Not in this. We see flaws, uniqueness, layers, and more. The two main characters really fit together well and make a great couple. 

 

I do feel the mystery part of this was a bit predictable, but it didn't make me enjoy this any less. There is quite a bit of steam, but it doesn't get too cheesy or gagtastic. 

 

This is a great paranormal romance and fans on the genre should really read this series. I do recommend starting with her Dark Protector books first as this is a spin-off series. 

 

Book provided by Netgalley.

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text 2017-08-03 13:05
Blog Tour: Wicked Kiss by Rebecca Zanetti with Excerpt and Giveaway

Today’s stop is for Rebecca Zanetti’s Wicked Kiss. We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

Happy Reading :) 


 

 

Working as an informant for the DEA, Victoria Monzelle is used to living on the edge. But she’s not a big fan of getting kidnapped. And definitely not by a bunch of bad boy witches with fancy-colored fire to shoot at people. So when Adam Dunne shows up and claims to be a witch enforcer, she’s not going to put her life in his hands based on his word, no matter how smooth and smart and beautifully Irish his words sound. But on the run from a tribunal of witches, she isn’t going to make it far . . .   Before she knows it, Adam’s word is all that stands between her and execution. Sophisticated, just-gotta-ruffle-him Adam has vowed to make her his one eternal mate, wild and unpredictable as she is—to save her from a sentence of certain death. But Tori isn’t interested in being anyone’s pity date. And if they think she’s unpredictable now, they should see what’s coming next . . .  

 

 

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So far, the magical world of Ireland sucked eggs. Her dreams of rolling hills, rugged men, and wild adventures had given way to facts that tilted her universe, spun it around, and spiked it headfirst into the ground. The world held too many secrets. Tori Monzelle leaned her shoulders against the cold interior wall of the van and tried to blink through a tight blindfold. Nothing. She couldn’t see a thing. The carpet in the rear of the van smelled fresh but was rough against her pants, while she sat with her knees drawn up and her hands tied behind her back. A metallic taste filled her mouth. Her mind whirled, and she tried to focus, but her breath panted out of her lungs as if somebody squeezed them. The vehicle hiccuped a couple of times but ran smoothly for now. It would experience a mechanical glitch at some point. Her curse was predictable. At least then she could run. She cleared her throat. The whole situation was just so surreal. If she could get the two kidnappers to stop the van, maybe she could get free. “Listen, jackasses. I’m done with this entire kidnapping scenario. I promise not to tell anybody that supernatural beings exist. Just let me go.” A snort came from the front seat. “Supernatural,” one of the men muttered. Her chest heated. “So you think you’re natural. Then how about I refrain from announcing your species even exists?” Another snort. Where were they taking her? The sounds of drizzling rain and honking horns filtered in from outside, while the two men breathed loudly in the front seats. She hadn’t recognized either of them when they’d arrived at the penthouse an hour before. For an entire week, she’d been held hostage in various luxurious Dublin locales after having been kidnapped from Seattle. The last penthouse where she’d been kept even had a piano. Finally, she’d been able to play music and had created a new score. Then they’d come for her—again. This was the first time she’d been blindfolded during relocation. That couldn’t be good. Had it only been a week since she’d learned the world wasn’t as she’d thought? Immortal beings existed. As in really existed. “Are you witches, demons, or vampires?” If she had to guess, they were witches. They were just a different species from humans. So far, she’d seen witches create and throw fireballs, and she’d met a demon who’d shown her his fangs. She had to go on faith that vampires really existed, but at this point, why not believe? “Mr. Kidnappers?” No answer. She’d seen their faces; the only reason to blindfold her now was to keep her lost and confused. So she couldn’t find her way back to safety. She shuddered. The van swerved, and she knocked her head against the side. “Ouch.” It was time to get free. “This is international kidnapping.” Did witches care about international laws? Her shoulders shook, and a welcome anger soared through her. The van jerked. “What the hell?” one of the guys snapped. The world tilted. Something sputtered. The engine? An explosion rocked the van, and it started to spin. Her temple smacked metal. Pain flashed white and red behind her eyes. She rolled to the other side across the carpet. Breath swooshed from her lungs. Blood welled on her lip, and she blinked behind the blindfold. The van stopped cold, and she rolled toward the front, her legs scrambling. Her forehead brushed the carpet and she shook her head frantically, dislodging the blindfold. The front doors opened, and grunts sounded. Men fighting. Punches being thrown. The back doors opened, and light flooded inside. She turned just as broad hands grabbed her ankles and dragged her toward the street. Kicking out, she struggled furiously, her eyes adjusting and focusing on this new threat. A ski mask completely covered the guy’s head, leaving only his eyes and mouth revealed. With the light behind him, she couldn’t even make out the color of his irises. His strong grip didn’t relent, and he easily pulled her toward the edge, dropping her legs so her feet could touch the ground. She threw a shoulder into his rock-hard abs and stood. He was at least a foot taller than she and definitely cut hard. Everything in her screamed to get the hell out of the area and make a run for it. She was smart, she was tough, and she could handle the situation. No time to think. She leaped up and shot a quick kick to his face. While he was tall and fit, he probably wasn’t expecting a fight. He snagged her ankle an inch from his jaw, preventing the impact. Using her momentum to pull her forward, he manacled his other hand to the back of her thigh and lifted, tossing her over his shoulder in one incredibly smooth motion. Her rib cage slammed into solid muscle, knocking the wind from her lungs. She stilled in shock. Her adrenaline spiked, and the blood rushed through her ears. Free—she had to get free. This guy was too powerful and way too much in control. She couldn’t fight him, and there was no doubt she was outmatched. Fear sharpened the entire day into focus. She tried to struggle. One firm hand anchored her thighs, and he turned, moving into a jog. The sound of fighting behind them had her lifting her head to see more men in ski masks battling the two guys from the van. Those two were losing badly. Blood sprayed from the driver’s nose, and he went down. Hard. Then her captor turned a corner and ran through an alley, easily holding her in place. “Let me go,” she gasped, pulling on the restraints holding her hands. Cobblestones flew by below, while cool air brushed across her skin. Rain pattered down, matting her hair to her face. Begging wouldn’t work with this guy—she just knew it. What did he want? “Leave me here, and I won’t turn you in.” He didn’t answer and took two more turns, finally ending up in yet another alley, next to a shiny black motorcycle. Her hair swooshed as he ducked his shoulder and planted her on her feet. Firm hands flipped her around, and something sliced through her bindings. Blood rushed into her wrists, and she winced at the prickly pain, pivoting back around. “Who are you?” She set her stance to fight. He reached out and tugged the blindfold completely off her head before ripping off his ski mask.
 
 
 
 
 
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She writes contemporary romances, dark paranormal romances, and romantic suspense novels. Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day—or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.
 
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review 2017-07-10 12:26
good story and characters
Wicked Kiss - Rebecca Zanetti

Tori was in Ireland and being abducted by witches as she had seen a firefight. Paranormals were still a secret from humans unless they mated one. Tori had been held hostage for an entire  week in various luxurious Dublin locales. This was the first time Tori had been blindfolded and she figured that wasn’t good. She had been kidnapped from Seattle. She had learned a week ago Immortals really existed. An explosion rocked the van she was in She slid around in the back of the van then it stopped cold. The front doors opened and she heard men fighting then the back doors opened and someone was dragging her out of the van and then tossed her over his shoulder. The man had a ski mask on. The man turned the corner and ran down an alley holding her in place. He turned some more corners and then they were in another alley in front of a motorcycle. But because of Tori’s “oddity” it wouldn’t start. The man tore off Tori’s blindfold and had already uncuffed her.Then he took off his own mask and it was Adam Dunne. He Told Tori it had been nearly impossible to find her. Then Tori realized Adam was a witch. Adam said he had about one hour to get her on a plane and out of the country. Tori asked how much trouble Adam would be in if they got caught and he said “ Treason and death sentence”. Adam talked on his cell then told Tori to strip she had been tagged and they had five minutes before the Guard got there. Then Adam put his tee shirt on Tori. Adam was an Enforcer for the Coven Nine. Adam told Tori they were in a life or death moment. Adam also told her he would knock her out if he had to just to make sure they both lived. The Guard was then there  and throwing fireballs at them and Adam was throwing them back. Finally they could run again and Adam used magic to get in a safe house. He had screen with which he could see outside. Adam never felt free as duty and family always called. He was the protector of the Coven Nine, of his people and he lived that responsibility to his bones To be on the opposite side of the bus even for one campaign ripped claws through Adam. Adam told Tori humans didn’t know about other species, more powerful species because they didn’t want humans to know. Then Tori asked why she had been kidnapped and Adam said she was at the wrong place at the wrong time and she had seen witches get in a firefight at that point her life became in jeopardy. Coven Nine was the ruling body of the witches are fractured right now and they didn’t want any threats out there. Adam said he had to get Tori to the states and off f the grid. Tori’s sister was mated to Adam’s brother. Adam also said his brothers committed treason helping one of their cousins going against the setting Coven Nine members which now there was only three instead of nine. Simone who was Tori’s friend was ordered to death by the Council. Even though she was set up Simone was found guilty of Treason.Right now Simone was safe as they tried to prove her innocence. Then Tori asked Adam about her sister and Adam told her she was mated to his brother Kallach. Then Adam told Tori she was enhanced he could feel it. Adam said he was four centuries old when Tori asked. Tori is caught by the Guard. Simone is pregnant and her mate Jase who is a Vampire. Tori had Jase at her side as he was her representative when she went before the Council. Peter Gallagher was the one talking for the Council. Peter said Tori would have to die as they must eliminate all threats. Peter also said they couldn’t get rid of all humans because were all males, demons had few women, and Immortals often find mates within the human population. Peter said they were at war now and more enemies than he knew including the Realm,and  the bear and dragon nations. Adam came into the room and said he would mate the human. Peter gave Tori and Adam twenty four hours to mate and he wanted proof. Tori told Adam anything with a motor or electricity she can make go dead and not on purpose. She also said she could sometimes affect machines on purpose  but it was hard and often she couldn’t. Adam called someone and when the person answered Adam called him King. and he was Dage King of the Realm. Tori was trying to get information on the drug Apollo and get it  to DEA Agent Brenda Franks to save her friend and band mate. Tori’s sister was Detective Alexandra Monzelle.

I liked this story a lot I would give it a 4.5 if  I could. I loved the plot and liked the pace. I loved how Adam was determined to keep his vow and loyalty to his family. I really it wasn’t a case of instalove. I also loved how Tori’s and Adam’s relationship grew. I really enjoyed the action. I loved how close Tori and her sister and mom were and How close Adam and his family was. I really enjoyed reading this book and it kept my attention all the way through it. I loved the characters and the ins and outs of this story and I recommend. .

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Blog Tour: Talen by Rebecca Zanetti with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for Rebecca Zanetti’s Talen. We will have info about the book and author, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

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She’ll love him forever . . . but he can’t make her obey . . .   The war is over. Danger has passed. Cara Kayrs is healed after decades of illness and ready for a break. Too bad her brooding, alpha vampire husband can’t seem to change gears. In their twenty-five years together Talen Kayrs has learned to sense every shiver of her body, to ignite her desire with a word or a look. She would think he could learn she’s not some fragile damsel in distress. But Talen is on edge, watching their backs, treating her like she’s made of glass. Like there’s something following them, a deadly threat that somehow none of their intelligence has uncovered. It’s enough to drive a woman crazy, and Talen has plenty of those tendencies already. But what’s even more maddening is that he seems to be right . . .

 

 

 

 

 

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“I was fairly certain I tamed you way back when,” he said thoughtfully. Red infused her face. “I’m about to kick your ass, Kayrs.” Maybe not. Interesting. At the thought, his entire body tightened, and his cock started to throb. “Cara.” Her shiver enticed him. “What?” “I strongly advise you not to push me.” It was only fair to warn her, and he went on instinct. After nearly dying when the war had ended, he’d been restless since. For so many years, he’d treated his mate with more gentleness than he would’ve thought possible as she’d endured the virus. Now that she was healthy, a primal part of him, one much closer to the surface than he liked, wanted to claim her again with all the dominance that was inherent to his species. “Okay?” She breathed out. “Oh, mate. You’re the one who needs to stop pushing.”

Talen couldn’t shake the itch between his shoulder blades. Taking his mate from the safety of their headquarters didn’t set well with him, and his muscles tensed in one long line. “Would you relax?” she whispered from the passenger seat, her head back on the leather and her eyes closed in pleased abandonment. Her legs were up on the dash, her feet in little sandals that showed off bright pink toenails. Sexy and pink. Her long auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, and he fought the urge to tug on a strand. The woman was right. The war had ended, and he really did need to relax. He watched the road outside and yet kept a close eye on his woman out of his peripheral vision. “It occurs to me that you think things have changed.” She opened her eyelids then . . . her eyes a stunning blue. “Huh?” He cleared his throat and made sure her seat belt was firmly around her small body. “The war is over, you’re well, and you think things are different.” In fact, his woman hadn’t been healthy since right after they’d mated, and for years, he’d been more than gentle with her. At the thought that she was whole, finally, his heart started to thrum. “Of course things are different.” She gestured out with one arm. “We’re on a road trip, without guards, without death hanging over our heads.” Her laugh was throaty and full. “Emma and I are taking a Vegas trip next month for a girls’ weekend.” “Absolutely not.” She gaped. “I did not ask permission, Kayrs.” He bit back a wince. Whenever Cara used his last name, he was about to end up in the doghouse. Yet she was no longer vulnerable or weak, and he was finished placating her. “Mate? I have no intention of allowing you to go anywhere for a girls’ anything.” The second the word allow was out of his mouth, the tension in the car ratcheted up several degrees. “Oh, you did not,” she sputtered, her eyes narrowing. He sighed and turned to pin her with a look. He’d forgotten her stubbornness in the last difficult years when she’d been fighting a deadly virus that had almost taken her life. Now that she was healthy, memories of their first months together, before she had become infected, filtered through his mind. “I was fairly certain I tamed you way back when,” he said thoughtfully. Red infused her face. “I’m about to kick your ass, Kayrs.” Maybe not. Interesting. At the thought, his entire body tightened, and his cock started to throb. “Cara.” Her shiver enticed him. “What?” “I strongly advise you not to push me.” It was only fair to warn her, and he went on instinct. After nearly dying when the war had ended, he’d been restless since. For so many years, he’d treated his mate with more gentleness than he would’ve thought possible as she’d endured the virus. Now that she was healthy, a primal part of him, one much closer to the surface than he liked, wanted to claim her again with all the dominance that was inherent to his species. “Okay?” She breathed out. “Oh, mate. You’re the one who needs to stop pushing.” He reached out, catching the long strands of her hair before she could avoid him. Her eyes widened, and he twisted his wrist with enough pressure to tilt back her head, fighting instincts he’d forgotten he had. Curiosity and desire spilled from her. His nostrils flared, catching his mate’s scent. It had been too long since they’d both been whole and healthy. He’d forgotten her defiant nature and how much she liked to challenge him. “Maybe this trip was a good idea,” he said softly, the beast inside him raging as her lids half-lowered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She writes contemporary romances, dark paranormal romances, and romantic suspense novels. Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day—or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.

 

 

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review 2017-06-30 23:38
Book Review for Talen Dark Protector Series by Rebecca Zanetti
 
 
 
 
 
Talen
Dark Protector Series
by Rebecca Zanetti
Genre: Paranormal Romance

Pub Date: 6/6/17
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Reviewed by: Angels With Attitude Book Reviews
ARC copy provided for Review

 


She’ll love him forever . . . but he can’t make her obey . . .
 
The war is over. Danger has passed. Cara Kayrs is healed after decades of illness and ready for a break.
Too bad her brooding, alpha vampire husband can’t seem to change gears. In their twenty-five years together Talen Kayrs has learned to sense every shiver of her body, to ignite her desire with a word or a look. She would think he could learn she’s not some fragile damsel in distress.
But Talen is on edge, watching their backs, treating her like she’s made of glass. Like there’s something following them, a deadly threat that somehow none of their intelligence has uncovered. It’s enough to drive a woman crazy, and Talen has plenty of those tendencies already.
But what’s even more maddening is that he seems to be right . . .
Another great novella! Rebecca is one of my top favorite paranormal authors and her Dark Protector series as well as her Realm Enforcer series.Two series that I never get tired of re-reading over and over.

I think that Talen and Cara started it all.With two kids grown and the war over and Cara now cured Cara is up to spreading her wings yet again. Talen always in protective mode is against it but his will-full wife will have her way.

What started out as a simple task turned into a misadventure for the two but something that totally brought back something exciting and some extra spice into their love life.Not that their love life is suffering in anyway but with Cara no longer sick she wants Talen to stop treating her with kid gloves.She wants the fire and heat and for him not to hold 
himself back she wants to experience the real dominate dangerous male he truly is.

Well let me say the gloves are off and Cara is feisty as ever. Talen is in for it now.The love between this couple has always been truly something and I am glad to see things have never changed.I have always loved the chemistry this couple have for one another  they always seem to create heat and fire by even being in the same room together.

A cute story of a test of wills and how one handles the dominate deadly protective vampire who needs to let go and trust that his wife is capable of taking care of herself.

I loved seeing Cara and Talon rekindle things again.I loved the fact their still in love more then ever.I loved the fact that Talon made sure just who Cara belonged to by remarking her all over again.A Swoon worthy moment once again and a fee ooh's and uh's.... from us
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I will never get tired of reading about this two and it was nice to read about them again they are one of my top favorite couples in this series.

I hope will be seeing more of this couple again in the future as Cara talking about having more children so perhaps their will be yet another story about them.

As always we love seeing the other characters we have read about gracing the pages of this story as well as we love them also.And Dage he always makes me laugh  got to love him!

Loved it from cover to cover!

5 stars from us


New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She writes contemporary romances, dark paranormal romances, and romantic suspense novels.
Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day—or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.
 
 

“I was fairly certain I tamed you way back when,”

he said thoughtfully.
Red infused her face. “I’m about to kick your ass, Kayrs.”
Maybe not. Interesting. At the thought, his entire body tightened,
and his cock started to throb. “Cara.”
Her shiver enticed him. “What?”
“I strongly advise you not to push me.” It was only fair to warn
her, and he went on instinct. After nearly dying when the war had
ended, he’d been restless since. For so many years, he’d treated his
mate with more gentleness than he would’ve thought possible as
she’d endured the virus.
Now that she was healthy, a primal part of him, one much closer
to the surface than he liked, wanted to claim her again with all the
dominance that was inherent to his species. “Okay?”
She breathed out. “Oh, mate. You’re the one who needs to stop
pushing.”


Talen couldn’t shake the itch between his shoulder blades. Taking
his mate from the safety of their headquarters didn’t set well with
him, and his muscles tensed in one long line.
“Would you relax?” she whispered from the passenger seat, her
head back on the leather and her eyes closed in pleased abandonment.
Her legs were up on the dash, her feet in little sandals that
showed off bright pink toenails. Sexy and pink. Her long auburn hair
cascaded over her shoulders, and he fought the urge to tug on a
strand.
The woman was right. The war had ended, and he really did need
to relax. He watched the road outside and yet kept a close eye on his
woman out of his peripheral vision. “It occurs to me that you think
things have changed.”
She opened her eyelids then . . . her eyes a stunning blue. “Huh?”
He cleared his throat and made sure her seat belt was firmly
around her small body. “The war is over, you’re well, and you think
things are different.” In fact, his woman hadn’t been healthy since
right after they’d mated, and for years, he’d been more than gentle
with her. At the thought that she was whole, finally, his heart started
to thrum.
“Of course things are different.” She gestured out with one arm.
“We’re on a road trip, without guards, without death hanging over
our heads.” Her laugh was throaty and full. “Emma and I are taking
a Vegas trip next month for a girls’ weekend.”
“Absolutely not.”
She gaped. “I did not ask permission, Kayrs.”
He bit back a wince. Whenever Cara used his last name, he was
about to end up in the doghouse. Yet she was no longer vulnerable or
weak, and he was finished placating her. “Mate? I have no intention
of allowing you to go anywhere for a girls’ anything.” The second the
word allow was out of his mouth, the tension in the car ratcheted up
several degrees.
“Oh, you did not,” she sputtered, her eyes narrowing.
He sighed and turned to pin her with a look. He’d forgotten her
stubbornness in the last difficult years when she’d been fighting a
deadly virus that had almost taken her life. Now that she was healthy,
memories of their first months together, before she had become
infected, filtered through his mind. “I was fairly certain I tamed you
way back when,” he said thoughtfully.
Red infused her face. “I’m about to kick your ass, Kayrs.”
Maybe not. Interesting. At the thought, his entire body tightened,
and his cock started to throb. “Cara.”
Her shiver enticed him. “What?”
“I strongly advise you not to push me.” It was only fair to warn
her, and he went on instinct. After nearly dying when the war had
ended, he’d been restless since. For so many years, he’d treated his
mate with more gentleness than he would’ve thought possible as
she’d endured the virus.
Now that she was healthy, a primal part of him, one much closer
to the surface than he liked, wanted to claim her again with all the
dominance that was inherent to his species. “Okay?”
She breathed out. “Oh, mate. You’re the one who needs to stop
pushing.”
He reached out, catching the long strands of her hair before she
could avoid him. Her eyes widened, and he twisted his wrist with
enough pressure to tilt back her head, fighting instincts he’d forgotten
he had.
Curiosity and desire spilled from her.
His nostrils flared, catching his mate’s scent. It had been too long
since they’d both been whole and healthy. He’d forgotten her defiant
nature and how much she liked to challenge him. “Maybe this trip
was a good idea,” he said softly, the beast inside him raging as her

lids half-lowered.
 
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