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review 2018-08-08 10:00
Release Week Review! Dark Alpha's Hunger (Reapers #6 / Dark World Universe) Donna Grant!
Dark Alpha's Hunger - Donna Grant

 

 

Dark Alpha's Hunger is the sixth paranormal romance novel in New York Times bestselling author Donna Grant's Reapers series featuring a brotherhood of elite assassins who wage war on the Fae at Death's behest--and the women who change their hearts.

 

There is no escaping a Reaper. I am an elite assassin, part of a brotherhood that only answers to Death. And when Death says your time is up, I’m coming for you…

 

Where Death leads, I follow. Nothing will stop me from my duty – not even the darkness that claims me. It’s the music that leads me from the dark, returning me to my brethren and a new foe that has risen. Learning who hunts Thea could be the key to unraveling what we need to know to defeat our enemy. The Half-Fae’s music stirs a passion within me that I’ve never known. For her, I will break my vow of silence. For her…I will risk everything.

 

 


“Dark Alpha’s Hunger” is an intense and gripping thrill of a read. I have been waiting to discover Eoghan’s fate ever since he was ripped from the Reapers by Bran and I have to say that his story is one satisfying read. Not only does Eoghan get his story but Thea is a strong and fascinating heroine that is perfect for Eoghan and their first meeting is a spectacular and unique one. The chemistry is electrical and the passion is hot but the romance is full of danger and emotional turmoil that will have to be overcome before they can reach for the HEA and the fast paced, smooth flowing plot is thrilling, full of excitement and suspense that keeps readers turning the pages. The story is further enhanced with secrets being revealed and surprising twists that ensure readers want to know every last detail and of course ensures that they come back for more.

 

This fascinating world just keeps getting better and while the story was a bit on the short side, Donna Grant fit quite a bit of information, excitement and suspense in and blended it all together seamlessly so that reader get quite the story. I loved “Dark Alpha’s Hunger and definitely can’t wait to read the next book, especially after all the twists and plot reveals that took place in this one.

 

 

Dark Alpha’s Hunger

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/39940311-dark-alpha-s-hunger

 

Author - https://www.motherofdragonsbooks.com/dark-alphas-hunger/

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/dark-alpha-s-hunger-by-donna-grant

 


is the 6th book in the Reaper series

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/165678-reaper

 

Author - https://www.motherofdragonsbooks.com/category/books/?series=reapers

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07CN3FBRB?ref=series_rw_dp_labf

 


which includes

 

1 Dark Alph’s Claim
2 Dark Alpha’s Embrace
3 Dark Alpha’s Demand
4 Dark Alpha’s Lover
5 Dark Alpha’s Night
6 Dark Alpha’s Hunger

#7 Dark Alpha’s Awakening is coming February 2019


& is part of the Dark World universe

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/165888-dark-world

 

Reading Order can be found here:

 

https://www.motherofdragonsbooks.com//category/books/?series=dark-world

 

 


Dark Alpha's Hunger is available in ebook at:

 

Amazon - https://amzn.to/2k3sLfB

 

B&N - https://dgrant.co/2ItmQLB

 

GPlay - https://dgrant.co/2IK4w4f

 

iBooks - https://dgrant.co/2IJHr1D

 

Kobo - https://dgrant.co/2IsvLN4

 

eBooks - https://www.ebooks.com/96171598/dark-alpha-s-hunger/grant-donna/

 

 

 

Donna is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over forty-five novels. Her most popular series is the breathtaking Dark King (aka Dragon King) series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.

 

In addition to her novels, Donna has written over forty short stories, novellas, and novelettes for digital-first and print release. She has been dubbed as giving the “paranormal genre a burst of fresh air” by the San Francisco Book Review. Her work has been hailed as having “deft plotting and expert characterization” by Publisher’s Weekly and “sizzling” by RT Book Reviews.

 

She has been recognized with awards from both bookseller and reader contests including the National Reader’s Choice Award, Booksellers Best Award, as well as the coveted K.I.S.S. Award from RT Book Reviews.

 

Donna travels often for various speaking engagements, conferences, and book signings. She is also a frequent workshop presenter at national conferences such as RT Book Lovers Convention and Thrillerfest, as well as local chapters.

 

Born and raised in Texas, she also has ties across the border in Louisiana. Growing up with two such vibrant cultures, her Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding. She is never far from her faithful 80 pound dog, Sisko, or her three cats. She can often be found at the movies or bookstore with her children. Or buying makeup. And shoes.

 


Website - http://www.donnagrant.com/

 

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1141209.Donna_Grant

 

Twitter - http://www.twitter.com/donna_grant

 

Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/pages/Donna-Grant/27841130699

 

Pintrest - http://pinterest.com/donnagrant1/

 

Tumbler - http://donnagrantauthor.tumblr.com/

 

G+ - https://plus.google.com/105242829600024056540/posts#105242829600024056540/posts

 

InstaGram - http://www.instagram.com/dgauthor/

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/authors/donna-grant

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Donna-Grant/e/B00279DJGE/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1515779150&sr=1-2-ent

 

 

 

 

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review 2017-05-02 07:05
Blog Tour w/ Review - The Dangerous Billionaire

 

 

 

 

About the book:

 

 

Navy SEAL Sullivan "Van" Tate has been called home to reluctantly inherit an empire and finds himself facing the most difficult mission of all: love.

Nothing about Sullivan "Van" Tate is what it seems. A Navy SEAL raised among the New York City elite, Van prefers heart-pounding action over a Wall Street corner office. But when his adoptive father dies and his business rivals move in to overtake his empire, Van must suit up to save the company and protect the one woman most forbidden to him…and the object of Van's most dangerous desires. 

Chloe Tate is as ambitious as she is gorgeous. With a newfound independence, Chloe is no longer a prisoner on her father’s ranch. But everything changes when losing her father may also mean losing her life. Even with her survival on the line, Chloe can’t deny the burning attraction she feels the moment she locks eyes with Van, her rich, rough and ready, foster brother and the new head of her father’s company. Tall, dark, and muscled, he's the one man who she has no business being with. But how can she resist a Navy Seal Warrior when he’ll do anything to protect her?

 

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He didn’t look at her. Instead he shifted his weight onto one elbow and lifted his hand, cupping one breast in his palm. The breath hissed in her throat, the shocking heat of his touch reverberating through her like a scream echoing through a deserted house. He brushed his thumb over her aching nipple and she gasped, all the desperation she’d felt earlier rushing back.

 

He lowered his head, putting his mouth against the pulse at the base of her throat, the feel of his lips so hot she began to shiver almost uncontrollably. His tongue pressed lightly, his thumb brushing back and forth over her nipple, teasing her. She groaned, her spine bowing, pleasure like a live thing twisting inside her.

 

“Beautiful,” he whispered roughly against her skin, giving her the reassurance she needed without her even having to ask. “You’re just so fucking beautiful.”

 

He didn’t speak after that, too busy trailing kisses down over her skin, making goose bumps rise everywhere, the brush of his thumb maddening. Then he took his hand away as his mouth closed over the hard point of her nipple, hot and wet, an intense pressure building as he began to suck.

 

She groaned again, the pleasure bright and electric, her hands closing into fists beside her head. It felt so good she could hardly stand it. She whispered his name yet again, the sound raw as he teased her nipple with his tongue, then bit gently on it, making a sob catch in her throat.

 

He shifted his attention to her other breast, sucking that into his mouth as well as he slid one hand down the quivering plane of her stomach, to the fastening of her jeans. She lifted her hips urgently, unable to keep still, wanting to pull away from the maddening torture of his mouth and yet wanting him to suck harder, deeper at the same time.

 

“Hush.” His breath was hot against her sensitized nipple. “I told you to keep still. It’ll happen, don’t worry.”

 

She tried to do as she was told as he casually flicked open the button on her jeans and grabbed the tab of her zipper, tugging it down. Then his fingers were feathering light touches across her stomach, moving lower, sliding beneath the waistband of her panties. The breath sobbed in her throat as she felt those teasing fingers tangle in the soft, damp curls between her thighs, pulling lightly, sending tiny pinpricks of sensation racing over her skin.

 

She said something, she didn’t know what, maybe it was his name again or maybe it was a curse, and then she forgot it entirely as his fingers slid lower, stroking the soft, slick folds of her pussy.

 

Her hips bucked against his hand, her head going back on the pillow. He circled her clit with one finger, teasing her. Inching her closer toward the edge of the cliff but not pushing her off.

 

His mouth was so hot on her nipple, licking and sucking, torturing her as his fingers stroked unhurriedly around and around her clit, then sliding down to circle the entrance of her body, almost pushing inside but not quite.

 

He was playing with her, making her moan and move restlessly beneath him, blind now to anything but the feel of his hands on her body and the relentless pressure that was slowly building higher and higher.

 

Then quite suddenly he took his hands away and she nearly burst into tears at the loss, reaching for him as she felt his weight shift up and back.

 

“Lie still.” The rough sound of his voice rolled over her, full of command. “I’m not going anywhere.”

 

So she did as she was told, lying back against the pillows, blinking away the stupid rush of salty tears from her eyes and watching him slide off the bed. He straightened and pulled his shirt off, then got rid of his shoes. He un­ did his pants, pushed them down his hips along with his briefs, and stepped out of them magnificently, gloriously naked, but for his dog tags.

 

She couldn’t stop staring at him, following the carved lines of muscle and sinew, a work of perfect, masculine art, the eagle and trident inked across his chest making it very clear—as if his body hadn’t already—exactly what he was.

 

Dangerous, lethal. A weapon in human form.

 

He bent and got his wallet out of his pants, every movement fluid, purposeful as he extracted a foil packet from it. Then he ripped the open the foil, taking out the latex inside. And as she watched, completely fascinated, he reached down and gripped his cock in one hand, rolling down the condom with the other.

 

Big. He was really big. And beautiful too.

 

Her hands itched, wanting to touch him, to stroke down the long, smooth length of his rigid flesh, feel exactly how hard he was. But then he was moving, the bed dipping as he got back onto it. And her breath caught as he reached for the waistband of her jeans, pulling the denim down her legs in short, hard jerks, taking her panties along with them, and finally slipping them both off. Then he put his hands on her bare thighs and with ruthless insistence, spread them wide apart.

 

Another rush of vulnerability swept over her and she half sat up, breathing fast. “Van, I . . .” she began, before stopping short, not knowing what she wanted to say.

 

But he was moving forward, putting his hands on her shoulders and easing her back. “Let me look.” His voice had gentled again. “I only want to look at you.”

 

She tried to relax against the pillows, letting him hold her thighs apart, his gaze returning between them. The look on his face was so hungry, making her feel less ex­ posed and more . . . powerful almost. She liked doing that to him. She liked making him look at her as if he was starving.

 

He moved forward quite suddenly, coming over her, surrounding her with all that bare, tanned skin and strong muscle, his dog tags brushing against her sensitized breasts. The scent of him was everywhere, fresh, with that spicy, earthy undertone, and she was abruptly trembling so hard she didn’t think she’d ever stop.

 

He said nothing, looking at down at her, and this time his expression was fierce with something she didn’t under­ stand. She wanted to ask him what it was, but then he slid one hand beneath her hips, lifting them, and she felt the head of his cock slide through her folds, nudging against her clit. And she forgot what she was going to ask. In fact, she lost the power of speech entirely.

 

All she could do was lie there, shaking and desperate as he teased her, and when she didn’t think she could bear it anymore, he began to push his cock inside her, the intense stretch and burn of her pussy around him tearing a gasp from her throat.

 

She sobbed, because he didn’t rush. He went slowly. Inch by inch. Murmuring encouragement, telling her what a good girl she was, how tight and wet and hot her pussy was, and how good she felt around his cock. The dirty talk made her break out into a sweat, the climax so near she could almost taste it, making her want to shove herself up onto him or do something—anything—to push herself over the edge. But he didn’t let her, pinning one of her hips to the mattress with one hand as he lifted her leg up and around his waist with the other, tilting her pelvis so he could slide in deeper.

 

She stopped pleading, her throat too dry, her voice too hoarse. Besides, it was clear he wasn’t going to do anything until he was good and ready. She could only breathe through the pleasure that was wrapping itself around her throat and squeezing tight, making her gasp, making lights burst behind her eyes.

 

Then he was seated deep inside her, and she found herself pressed to the mattress, pinned beneath the hot, heavy weight of him. But strangely, looking up into his beautiful face, she didn’t feel crushed. She felt anchored. As if for the first time since she’d left Wyoming she’d come home in some way.

 

She didn’t speak as his arms came around her, cradling her, holding her close against him like she was a secret he wanted to keep safe. Then he drew back his hips and thrust deep inside her.

 

Chloe came apart then, sobbing against his shoulder, shattering as easily and as lightly as a sphere of blown glass, the pieces of her held together only by the strength of his arms.

 

Copyright © 2017 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Press.

 

 

 

 

 

The Dangerous Billionaire (Tate Brothers, #1)The Dangerous Billionaire by Jackie Ashenden
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This new series starts off with a bang as the Tate Brothers learn about what their father expects from his will and other documents. It sets them all off, as they are SEAL's and don't take what he tells them lightly. This book is the focus of Sullivan Tate's request.

Sullivan AKA "Van" is a pretty important figure from Chloe's childhood. So when he tells her the latest news to protect her, is hits her hard. Already reeling from the loss of her father, the added strain makes her even more vulnerable. She turns to Van to feel stronger and solve what seems to be the unsolvable.

This is already a really exciting series! I love the characters so much already. The male lead is totally H-O-T and really alpha. He seems to be so focused on what needs to be done. I cannot wait to see them again in later books. I am also very excited to read the next installment in the Tate Brothers series.


***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review, by Netgalley and its publisher.

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Author Bio:

 

Jackie Ashenden lives in Auckland, New Zealand with her husband, the inimitable Dr. Jax, and their two kids and two cats. When she's not torturing alpha males and their stroppy heroines, she can be found drinking chocolate martinis, reading anything she can lay her hands on, posting random crap on her blog, or being forced to go mountain biking with her husband.

 

Social Links:

http://www.jackieashenden.com/

Twitter: @JackieAshenden
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