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BEARING IT ALL

Highlander's Beloved #3

Vonnie Davis

Releasing Oct 27th, 2015

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A Scottish hunter and a French secret agent find themselves on a collision course with danger—and irresistible desire—in Vonnie Davis’s new bear-shifting Highlander novel, perfect for fans of Jennifer Ashley and Shelly Laurenston.
In the pine-dense mountains of the Scottish Highlands, shape-shifter Ronan Matheson is running free when a desperate woman parachutes out of the sky, directly onto his furry, powerful chest. Instead of clawing her to death, Ronan’s inner bear longs to keep her safe. Once he’s back in human form, Ronan is amused by the mysterious beauty’s fearless attitude—and tempted by her expertly toned physique. But what could she possibly be doing in this isolated stretch of the Highlands?

French intelligence agent Anisa Brosseau never imagined she’d be on the CIA’s bad side—until she’s framed for treason and forced to flee in a stolen drone. Hiding out in a remote cabin, Anisa just needs some time to clear her name. What she doesn’t need is a brooding, muscle-bound Scot in a skimpy kilt to drive her crazy with lust. But when Anisa’s enemies come knocking on his door, Ronan calls on a secret weapon to protect his turf and the bonny lass he’s come to love.

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Now what was he supposed to do? “Bloody hell! Not only am I stuck with a woman, but a feisty, hardheaded one, at that.”

“Take your Scottish skirt, your hairy muscular legs, and go back inside. Leave. Me. Alone.”

Look, she likes yer legs. She’s not wimpy. I like her spirit.

“Yer opinion has nay bearing in this matter.”

“Does too,” she mumbled and shifted away from the rock’s roughest edge.

Bloody hell, she thought he was talking to her. Ronan stooped so he could examine her; at least her hearing was still good. She’d taken quite a tumble over that boulder he’d tried digging out on several occasions, but that was just too damn big to remove by himself. The deeper he shoveled, the larger the feckin’ thing became. “Are ye hurt, lassie?” He ran his hands over her, searching for broken bones.

She rolled and, before he knew what she was about, wrapped her thighs around his legs, slipped her arms under his armpits and flipped him over her head. He landed on his back, the wind knocked out of him, and his Scottish temper rose like the mist over the bogs.

Oh yeah, I like her. Shift, so I can play tumble, too.

“Ye are a fool if ye think ye’re playing tumble with her.”

The woman slowly stood and weaved for a bit. “What in the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t playing tumble. I was getting your grubby hands off me.” She pressed two fingertips to the part of her forehead exposed by the helmet. “Why do I feel as if I’m having a three-way conversation?”

“I wasna making improper advances. I know how nasty that blasted boulder is. I was merely searching fer any injuries ye may have suffered.” Ronan backflipped into a stand. “Ye look exhausted, even though ye still have enough vinegar in yer system to knock me on me arse. I apologize for me boorish actions earlier. Of course ye’re welcome to spend the night in me warm cabin, fed and undisturbed.”

“After all I’ve been through this past week, I don’t trust you any more than a rabid dog or a raging bear.” She planted her hands on her rounded hips. “Frankly, your change in attitude is too quick to be believed. Even so, my French politeness demands I apologize.” She glanced away fer a beat as if the apology was going to cost her a fine fortune.

Then her gaze connected with his and part of him, his soul, his heart—he had nay clue—did a strange, slow roll, taking his breath with it. “Sir, you are much too kind. As dirty as I am, I’d only mess up your house. I’ll just keep moving on.” She bent to retrieve her flashlight. “Thank you. I’m sorry for my attitude. I know I was being bitchy.” She gave an audible sigh and shook her head a time or two. “That remark about your skirt was also uncalled for. I hope you’ll forgive me for my thoughtlessness.”

Her heartfelt request fer forgiveness softened his mood. “Outsiders dinna understand the strong pride we have fer our plaid, our kilts, our traditions. Come inside. I’ll heat ye some soup.”

“Thanks, but no. An intelligent woman would not go into a strange man’s cabin alone.” She made two steps and he picked her up by the waist and tossed her over his shoulder. She wrapped one arm around his neck, inhaled his woodsy scent as she clasped that wrist with her other one, shifted over a tad, and kneed him in the balls.

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” he breathed as he dropped to his knees, released his grasp on her, and rolled onto his side, holding his privates. “Bloody fokin’ hell. What did I do to deserve that?”

Anisa leaned over him. “Feeling a little sick to your stomach, are you?”

“Ye are a demon. A ball-crushing demon.” He held his crotch, his knees bent and his kilt showing he wore nothing beneath it.

She shuffled from one foot to the other as she stared at his Scottish bagpipe. Bet he could hit a lot of high notes with that thing. “You . . . you startled me when you grabbed me like that.”

“Well, ye needna be afraid now. I couldna molest ya, even if I wanted to, which I dinna. I’m betting foreplay with ye would be like grabbing hold of an electrical wire while sitting in a tub of water.” He groaned and cussed some more. “Hell, I bet yer vagina is lined with shark’s teeth.” His continued gasping still indicated he was fighting for enough breath to talk.

She leaned over and shook a finger at him. “Just keep that image in your mind, buster, and we’ll get along fine.”

Review:

This is the first time I've read any of this authors books. And she hooked me with the blurb and the covers not bad to look at either.  Anisa is my kind of heroine. She spunky and honorable. She goes after the bad guys with all she has and she has a lot. They picked the wrong woman to mess with.
Ronan is a great hero. He's protective and loving and his family is wonderful. I love the way they take up for Anisa. They don't know her but she's Ronan's and that is good enough for them. His bear Magnus is a hoot. Since they and their shifter are two different creatures Magnus is more like a unruly child than an adult. But he sure keeps Ronan on his toes and he adores Anisa.  My all time favorite character in this story was Aunt Effie. She is a hoot. I loved the end of this book. The "trial" was fantastic. The french were made to look like fools. I was cheering all through this court martial. l loved the ending of this.
I was able to include an excerpt that is one of my favorite parts of this story.  It;s very funny and totally the way these two interact with each other. I enjoyed this book and give it 4 stars. I was given this book by Netgalley in exchange for a fair and honest review.

Vonnie Davis, who studied English at Penn State, likens herself to a croissant: crusty, wrinkled, flaky—and best served with strong coffee. After a career as a technical writer, she’s spending her retirement playing fairy godmother to her characters, giving them their happily-ever-afters. Six fantastic, talented kids call her “Grandma” and brighten her world in so many ways. She lives in Southern Virginia with her husband, author Calvin Davis.

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Twisted

(Lost Series, #2)
by Cynthia Eden

 

In the second seductive LOST novel from New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden, an obsessed Last Option Search Team agent goes looking for trouble—and finds her in the Big Easy.

Dean Bannon comes to New Orleans for one reason only: to track down a missing sixteen-year-old girl. That's before he meets the drop-dead gorgeous con artist who makes him want to lose his legendary control.

With her past, Emma Castille doesn't claim to be psychic. She just notices things other people don't. Like the fear in a runaway's eyes—or the pain in an ex-FBI agent's heart. Her chemistry with Dean is blistering, but Emma follows her passion . . . not someone else's orders.

Then a madman breaks into Emma's home and leaves a twisted message: You're next. Now Dean refuses to let her out of his sight until he pries every last secret from her full, sexy lips. And suddenly Emma's aching to give him everything he wants. 

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 Excerpt

“You’re not psychic.”
Were they back to that?
She put her hands in her lap. Emma didn’t believe in making nervous gestures. She didn’t believe in giving away anything at all with her body language.
“What you are …” Ah, now he did smile. Her father would have called it a shit-eating grin. The more PC term was probably a Cheshire cat smile. Whatever the name, that smile annoyed her. “What you are, Ms. Castille … is a criminal. A fraud.”
Maybe she should grab her chest and dramatically gasp. She didn’t. “Wonderful for you,” Emma said. “You pulled up a background report one me.” She let her eyes widen a bit. “It’s amazing just what one can find if a person knows how to use a search engine.”
A furrow appeared between his eyes.
“How about I say what … you are?” Emma asked him. “A washed-up FBI agent who snapped on the job. You held your control tight every single day, but the bad guys—they just didn’t stop, did they? You hunted them, you stopped them, and more appeared. While you were fighting the system, they kept coming, and the bodies kept piling up on your watch.”
He shot right back to his feet. The folding chair slammed down behind him.
“You and your father bilked desperate people,” he accused. “You told them you were psychic, that you could help find their missing children. And you—”
“We found them.” Two girls who’d vanished. They’d found them. “We just didn’t get to them in time.” And she would not go back to that place.
She motioned toward Manuel. He knew the signal meant he could take over her booth. There was no way, no way, that she was going to stay there with that prick while he slammed the most painful moments from her past in Emma’s face.
Manuel, pale, tattooed, with piercings in his lips and eyebrows, quickly claimed her spot.
Emma jumped to her feet. Muttered her thanks, and fled right past the guy she was starting to think of as Agent Jackass.
She pushed through the crowd. Wasn’t there always a crowd in Jackson Square? And that was why she loved the place. It was so easy to vanish in a crowd. To be anyone.
The crowd closed around her.
To be no one at all.
She hurried around the back of the cathedral. She knew the streets so well. Her home was close by. Emma would get inside and forget Agent Jackass.
I’m being followed.
Emma stilled at the intersection. A horse-drawn carriage rolled by her. Voices called out.
And he touched her.
Emma didn’t flinch. Didn’t scream. She looked down at the hand on her shoulder. “When a woman runs away from you, that means you need to stay the hell away from her.”
His hold tightened on her. “You and I aren’t done.”
She looked up at his face. Had she really thought the man was handsome? Annoying, that was all Dean Bannon was.
“I need to find that girl, and you’re the only lead I have so far.”
“Then you’re not a very good investigator.”


  About the Author

USA Today Best-selling author Cynthia Eden has written over twenty-five novels and novellas. She was named as a 2013 RITA^® finalist for her paranormal romance, ANGEL IN CHAINS, and, in 2011, Cynthia Eden was a RITA finalist for her romantic suspense, DEADLY FEAR.

Cynthia is a southern girl who loves horror movies, chocolate, and happy endings.  She has always wanted to write (don’t most authors say that?), and particularly enjoys creating stories about monsters–vampires, werewolves, and even the real-life monsters that populate her romantic suspense stories.

Cynthia’s foreign sales for her books include translations to Japan, Germany, Thailand, Greece, and Brazil.

(Back in the day…) Cynthia graduated summa cum laude from the University of South Alabama where she studied Sociology (because people interest her) and Communication (because she likes to write about said people).  Cynthia has worked as a college admissions counselor, a teacher, and as an editor. But now, Cynthia is thrilled to be spending her days making up stories.

          

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Review: My Blood Runs Blue by Stacey Eaton

“I’m still a cop, and my blood runs blue.” Officer Kristin Greene has always felt that something was missing from her life. Even though her job with the Fawn Hollow Township Police Department keeps her busy, she continues to feel as if there is something else out there she is meant to be doing. Kristin finds herself investigating a homicide where a young woman has had her throat ripped brutally out. As she begins to dig for the answers, she finds herself thrown into a world she never knew existed. When Julian and Alexander crash into her life, she finds herself being pulled into a love triangle that has been going on longer than she has been alive. Kristin in determine to figure out who they are and why they keep calling her Calista. Join Kristin as she fights to learn the truth about the recent murder, the two seductive men who have entered into her life and the real truth about herself in a suspenseful tale that weaves paranormal into to the realistic world of law enforcement.

My Blood Runs Blue was originally released in 2011. This 2014 version has been revised and re-edited

Stacy Eaton has been a full-time police officer since 2000.
Her current assignment is as Detective of her small town department. She enjoys
crime scene investigation; taking a passion in putting the pieces together to
figure out the crime. She is also a business owner where she helps people get
the awareness out for the causes they care most about. She is a mother of two,
a son proudly serving in the United States Navy and a young daughter. Her
husband is also in law enforcement. She is very much into photography and
carries her Nikon Digital SLR with her almost everywhere, just in case.

 

Website: http://www.StacyEaton.com

 

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This is the first book I've read by this author and it was a very interesting take on vampires. I liked the world she created and the characters especially Kristin. I thought she was one smart tough cookie. It seems that we learned more about her and not as much as about Julian and especially Alex. I thought that Kristin living a past life and knowing them as Calista added interest to the story. When I read the blurb for this book I started reading this with certain expectations but Stacey flipped that around on me. I was completely surprised with some of outcomes at the end of this book. After reading this to the end I would have liked to learn more about the bad guy. He just seemed so one dimensional and I think we got little bits of the story and I'd like to have learnt the reasoning behind some of his issues in more depth. One of the things that irked me about this book was the way Gina who was Kristins BFF when she was Calista acted about her daughters death. As a mom I don't think I'd even remotely have acted like that. But it was a great world, interesting story, and even those I had issues with a couple of the characters I give this book 3 1/2 stars I received this book from the author in exchange for a fair and honest review.

Guest Post and Giveaway by Lisa Renee Jones

Hi everyone!




I’m so excited to talk about IF I WERE YOU. Have you read it? Did you like it? I would enjoy hearing your thoughts. And if you haven’t read it -- I hope I can entice you today with a sexy excerpt and a little about the story!



First, a little about the story behind the story. This is a story that was inspired when my DH use to buy and sell storage units long before the television shows. He found a journal and couldn’t stop reading. He insisted I had to write a story with a journal found in a storage unit as the focus. I resisted but over time he wore me down and the story and characters began to slowly nag me as much as he did to get to writing!:)



I look forward to hearing your thoughts on the book. Just comment and tell me your thoughts for your chance to win a $10 gift card to the retailer of your choice and a Yankee candle!



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EXCERPT:

Rounding the corner, I enter the hallway, and Chris is suddenly there in the narrow passage with me, pressing me against the wall, his powerful thighs framing mine.

My hand goes instinctively to his t-shirt-clad chest. I am immediately aware of the intimacy of the touch, of my body’s reaction to the man who has betrayed me. “Don’t shove me against another wall and try to intimidate me, Chris.”

“I’m not trying to intimidate you. I was protecting you, Sara.” His hands move to my waist, scorching me, and my reaction to the sizzling touch is instant. I cover his hands with mine, trying to control what he does next, but it doesn’t help. Now, my hands are on his hands and his hands are on my body.

“Call it what you want,” I ground out, “but you had no right to do what you did.”

“He had to know he couldn’t manipulate your dream. Money, and my many resources at your disposal, does that.”

His words knock my anger and my breath away, and confusion consumes me. His actions and his words conflict at every turn. “Why would you help me? You said I don’t belong in this world.”

“Because I won’t watch him gobble you up and destroy you.”

I remember his words, and understand now that he wanted me out of this gallery, not this profession. “Because he’s a dark, messed up, arrogant asshole who will play with my mind and use me until there is nothing else left of me I recognize.”

“That’s right.”

“And yet you say you’re worse.”

He stiffens and cuts his gaze, seeming to struggle before fixing me in a turbulent stare. “I am, Sara, which is why you should run as far away from me as you can. And I should step back and let you.”

“Then why aren’t you?” I whisper.

His eyes hold mine, and what I see there, the depth of his desire, overwhelms me. He flattens his palm on my belly and I tremble beneath the touch, and he has to feel it too. “Because,” his voice low, seductive, his hand traveling up the center of my body, “I can’t stop thinking about you, and everything I want to do to you, everywhere I want to touch you.”

His hand presses to the swell between my breasts, and my nipples ache with a wish he would touch them. His boldness ignites something sultry and dark inside me, a side of me that defies the good-girl school teacher who is appalled I haven’t stopped this. I want him. I want him here and now, and any way I can have him.

And when his gaze lowers to my mouth and lingers, I know he is thinking about kissing me and I have never wanted to be kissed so badly in my life.

“Do you taste as good as I think you do?” he asks, but he doesn’t wait for my reply.

Suddenly, his fingers have tunneled into my hair and he’s dragging my mouth to his. I am all soft submission, yielding to the moment, to the man. I melt into him, welcome the hardness of his body pressed to mine. And when his tongue presses past my lips, a long, wicked caress, I taste his hunger, his need. There is possessiveness to his kiss, to his hand on my back, molding me closer. I am lost in the ache that has become my need for this man, this stranger I cannot resist. He says he’s protecting me; he says he’s dangerous. I am conflicted, and sure I should be angry with him, but I am completely incapable and unable of processing why.

About the book...



He is rich and famous, and dark in ways I shouldn’t find intriguing, but I do. I so do. I don’t understand why his dark side appeals to me, but the attraction between us is rich with velvety promises of satisfaction. Chris is dark, and so are his desires, but I cannot turn away. He is damaged beneath his confident good looks and need for control, and in some way, I feel he needs me. I need him.

WHAT READERS ARE SAYING…

…. I was enthralled from the moment I picked up the book.

….I devoured this book

….I loved it, loved it, loved it!!! I can’t wait for the next book to come out!!! Two thumbs up!!

….Sexy, enchanting, and mysterious are the best words to describe the characters and this story. If I Were You is an extremely suspenseful, captivating story.

….My, my I loved this book!

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THE AFTERLIFE IS ONLY THE BEGINNING.

The world is not the way it was. The dead have risen and constantly attack the living. The powerful Church of Real Truth, in charge since the government fell, has sworn to reimburse citizens being harassed by the deceased. Consequently, there are many false claims of hauntings from those hoping to profit. Enter Chess Putnam, a fully-tattooed witch and freewheeling Debunker and ghost hunter. She’s got a real talent for nailing the human liars or banishing the wicked dead. But she’s keeping a dark secret from the Church: a little drug problem that’s landed her in hot and dangerous water.

Chess owes a murderous drug lord named Bump a lot of money. And Bump wants immediate payback. All Chess has to do is dispatch a very nasty species of undead from an old airport. But the job involves black magic, human sacrifice, a nefarious demonic creature, and crossing swords with enough wicked energy to wipe out a city of souls. Toss in lust with a rival gang leader and a dangerous attraction to Bump’s ruthless enforcer, and Chess begins to wonder if the rush is really worth it. Hell, yeah.

I have been hearing a lot of buzz around the net about this one and was intrigued. A heroine who's a drug addict who works for a church was not my ordinary urban fantasy. And since I was not really expecting to like this book quite frankly I was very pleasantly surprised to discover that it is a fantastic story. The characters are not perfect and the rules of this world sucks but what can you expect after what happened. By the end of the book I was so pulling for Chess and Terrible (what a name anyways) to get together. Lex may be better looking but he comes off kind of smarmy to me. Even though there was nothing which blatantly screamed he's a bad guy. He's just feels slimy if you know what I mean. And I think there is more to Terrible that meets the eye. I am hoping that his character keeps developing and growing. I've immediately added both of the next two books in this series to my wish list. My birthday is coming soon so I won't have long to wait lol.
I give this book a 4 stars.

Infinity by Sherrilyn Kenyon - A Review

Product Description
At fourteen, Nick Gautier thinks he knows everything about the world around him. Streetwise, tough and savvy, his quick sarcasm is the stuff of legends. . .until the night when his best friends try to kill him. Saved by a mysterious warrior who has more fighting skills than Chuck Norris, Nick is sucked into the realm of the Dark-Hunters: immortal vampire slayers who risk everything to save humanity.

Nick quickly learns that the human world is only a veil for a much larger and more dangerous one: a world where the captain of the football team is a werewolf and the girl he has a crush on goes out at night to stake the undead.

But before he can even learn the rules of this new world, his fellow students are turning into flesh eating zombies. And he’s next on the menu.

As if starting high school isn't hard enough. . .now Nick has to hide his new friends from his mom, his chainsaw from the principal, and keep the zombies and the demon Simi from eating his brains, all without getting grounded or suspended. How in the world is he supposed to do that?

I have heard mixed reviews about this book and finally broke down and bought it. If you've already read the dark hunters novels by Sherrilyn Kenyon this book turns that world up on its ear. This means what you thought you know will be changing and I liked it. There were lots of old favorite characters that were way younger than what you've always seen them as. Tabitha, Kieran, and Ash are only a few that showed up in this book. And OMG Bubba is a hoot. I haven't laughed so much reading a book in a while. I am so looking forward to the next one. This book was also one big thrill ride what with zombies, daimans, and plenty of teen angst to go around. And Hot dayumn Simi finally got to break out the bbeque sauce.
I give this book 5 stars and it makes my must read. I'll let you know what my 1-4 and 20 yr old thinks since they both want to read it since I laughed my way through it.

weird day & Lion's Heat

had to take youngest son to the skin doc today. Had a thing come up on his leg. Doc stated that it come from sitting with his laptop in his lap. He'd practically cooked the top of his leg. It was some different and our doc kept asking can he show other docs. I just had to shake my head. I just finished Lion's Heat by Lora Leigh. It was fanastic. and I think Rachel was great. She gave Leo Hell and I think he deserved it. Some of the question were answered and we got different questions to ponder now.
Lora's book get 5 stars from me. If you've read the rest this is a must read and if you've not picked them whatever are you waiting on.

Happy Hour of the Damned

WARNING THIS REVIEW COULD CONTAINS SPOILERS

The main character is this book is Amanda Feral a yuppy ad executive. Who is made into a zombie. And yes that's a human flesh eating zombie. This book was well written and at times extremely funny. I love the snarky tone of it. And probably would have totally loved it except for one big ick issue that I had with it. Her first "meal" of which Mr. Henry doesn't got into heavy details thank god was a runaway teenager about 16 yrs old. Now in the book she talks about not eating children which is a nono but to me a 16 yr old is a child however you put it. I have kiddos that are around that age and I just couldn't get past that issue. Now if this wouldn't be a problem for you, you would probably love this book. I know that there are loads of people who love it. My other issue with this book was that zombies can drink alcohol and mixed drinks but can't drink anything else. That just didn't make sense to me and just kept taking me out of this book world.
Like I said this was a well written and funny book that I could have totally gotten into without the above two issues. I look forwarding to reading Mark Henry's new YA book he's coming out with. I really enjoyed his writing but not so much the subject matter. It wasn't to my taste. That being said I give this one 3 stars.


I bought and paid for this book all by myself no freebie for me.

The Missing

Excerpt
The weird sense of deja vu exploded into something else entirely. Something that shook her to the core. His eyes narrowed and he reached up, caught her chin in his, staring at her.

She was pale and Cullen thought she looked every bit as shaken as he felt. “The dreams,” he muttered. He caught her face in his hands and forced her to look at him, staring into her pale gray eyes. The ugly, dark bruise around her left eye made her iris seem that much paler and as he watched, the pupil flared, enlarging until just a sliver of gray of visible.

Taige tried to jerk away and he wouldn’t let her. “You had the dreams, too, didn’t you?” he demanded.

Her voice shook as she reached up with one hand to jerk on his wrist, trying to break his hold. “Let go of me.”

Slowly, he shook his head. “You have,” he whispered, dismay spreading through him.

Dismay–and something else. She’d always held herself apart from him in those dreams. But through those dreams, he’d gotten to know her, gotten to know the woman she had become. She was pulling away from him not because she was angry at him, or because she didn’t want anything to do with him.

She pulled back because she still loved him.

releasing 11/4/08…

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Look for a personal reveiew of this book soon. It is in my tbr pile.

The king has arrived giveaway

I just finished Noah By Jacquelyn Frank. I was pleasantly surprised when I picked up the book and it was nice and thick just the way I like them. If you haven't read the others in this series I would because this is definitely not a standalone book.
This was a fantastic book but hard to talk about since I don't want to give too much away so fair warning there may be spoilers in the next couple of paragraphs and if you don't want to have it spoiled I would avoid them and scroll to the bottom where I am having a contest for a gently used copy of Noah.

What would the most powerful of demons do if they had lost the other half of their soul? What would you do? Well this is the story of Noah the king of the demons and one of only three known fire demons which makes him very powerful and very how shall I put this well fiery is a good word. When he starts dreaming of his imprinted mate and does so for 6 months he gets very irritable. So irritable that finally his friends coerce him into having a session with Corrine who is a druid mate locator. In his first session with Corrine he locates his mate but due to circumstances learns that he may have lost her forever. Well with the unwilling help of certain folks he is able to bring her into his world.
But his troubles just begin with the arrival of his mate Kestra. She wants nothing to do with men nor demons. She is a mercenary just slightly on the side of right.
But if Noah and Kestra can work out their differences she'll be the perfect queen as well as his perfect mate but Noah sure has his work cut out convincing her of that. Sparks fly sometimes figuratively but mostly literally between these two stubborn, fiery personalities.

Now for the contest. Leave a comment on this post between now and Sunday Midnight and I'll draw for the winner of a gently used Noah. Sorry USA residents only. Maybe next time I can do everyone.