Wolf Instinct

by Paige Tyler

Published by: Sourcebooks Casablanca

June 25th, 2019

     He’s a wolf shifter.She hunts monsters.How can she be The One for him?
     SWAT werewolf Zane Kendrick will do whatever it takes to take down the man who attacked his pack. His search takes him to Los Angeles, but when he meets Alyssa, the smart, sexy agent who comes to his aid, he’s immediately interested in pursuing more than just the next lead. All his wolf instincts tell him that she’s The One.
     FBI agent Alyssa Carson has investigated some weird stuff lately, and finding missing people drained of their blood definitely falls into that category. When following a clue leads her to Zane, she agrees to work with him and his team. She’s attracted to the gorgeous Brit, but she doesn’t have time for anything but finding answers.
When Zane and Alyssa discover the sinister truth, it’ll take everything they have to make it out of this mission with their lives—and hearts—intact.

     Paige Tyler is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy, romantic fiction. Paige writes books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines they fall in love with. She lives with her very own military hero (a.k.a. her husband) and their adorable dog on the beautiful Florida coast. Visit https://www.paigetylertheauthor.com

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EXCERPT

     “Are you?” he asked. “Happy being an FBI agent, I mean.”
     “Yeah.” She smiled. “The pay isn’t the greatest and I practically live in hotels, but I love what I do.”
     “That’s what’s important.” Zane leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table. “I am curious how you find time for anything resembling a social life since you’re never in one place very long.”
     She snorted, remembering how Christine had ragged on her about this same subject. “Social life. What’s that? As far as I’m concerned, if the FBI wanted me to have a social life, they’d issue me one, like my sidearm and badge.”
     Zane lifted a brow. “Are you saying that a woman as beautiful as you hasn’t gone on a date with anyone in a year and half?”
     Coming from anyone but Zane, that question might have irritated her. But for whatever reason, it didn’t. She especially liked the compliment. “While I’m not going to come out and put an exact time frame on it, I’ll admit it’s been a while. But if we’re going to discuss our social lives, how about you? Don’t tell me a big, good-looking man like you isn’t involved with someone.”
     Zane’s gaze turned molten in the sun coming through the window and she felt her stomach do that funny flutter thing that had only started happening after they’d met. “If I were involved with someone, do you think I would have kissed you like I did last night?”
     “I don’t know,” she said. “Would you?”
     He lifted his mug and took a long, slow sip of coffee. “No, I wouldn’t have. I’ve dated a few women since moving to Dallas. Probably more than a few, I guess. But it never felt right with any of them, and after a while, it didn’t seem worth the effort. Then I met you and everything felt different. That’s why I kissed you.”
     She’d just been messing with him about kissing her if he was involved with someone. His response was a lot more real than she’d expected. The part about why he’d kissed her made her warm all over. But the stuff about him not connecting with anyone since leaving London hurt more than she would have thought possible.
     “You broke up with your fiancée a long time ago,” she pointed out. “Are you saying that in all that time, you never met anyone you could see yourself falling for?”
     He didn’t answer at first, pausing to slowly chew his Pop-Tart. When he did finally answer her question, he kept his gaze fixed on the mug in front of him. “This probably won’t make much sense, but for people like me, it can be difficult finding that perfect person we’re supposed to be with. Some might even say it’s impossible.” The words were so soft she had to lean forward to hear them. “When the woman I thought was the right one for me walked out, I didn’t think it could happen again. But since meeting you, I’ve started thinking maybe I gave up too soon.”
     Alyssa didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t a declaration of love or anything, but still…
     Picking up her mug, she got up and poured herself more coffee. She held the pot up in Zane’s direction, but he shook his head. She didn’t necessarily want a refill, but it gave her a chance to think about everything he’d said. The guy had just unleashed a lot. It would take a while to absorb it all.
     Like those three simple but significant words: people like me. Just that fast, the big, sexy Brit had confirmed he was different. Surprisingly, that acknowledgment didn’t bother her as much as she thought it might. While she’d discounted the possibility of him using some kind of spell on her, part of her wondered if Zane was putting out some kind of supernatural pheromone to attract his victims with and make them easier to subdue. But one look at him sitting at the table chewing thoughtfully on his frosted brown sugar Pop-Tart made her toss that ridiculous idea right out of her head. Zane didn’t need to put out any pheromones to lure her in. All he had to do was look at her.
     She shook her head. One smile from him and she was ready to throw caution to the wind. Was she really that easy?
     Alyssa walked back over to the table with her coffee, thinking about the other stuff Zane had said—especially the part where he’d confessed he’d given up on the idea of finding someone until meeting her. She’d never thought of herself as the kind of woman who cared about romantic drivel, but when Zane said those words, she had to admit there’d been some serious feels going on. Part of her wanted to wrap her arms around him and hug him. The other part wanted to throw him on the floor and bang him like a cheap screen door—but that part was only making noise because it had been so long since she’d gotten laid.
     “So,” she said, ignoring her chair and instead sitting on the edge of the table right in front of Zane. “I’m guessing you think I might be this perfect someone you’d given up hope of ever finding? Do you mind if I ask what makes you think that?”
     Zane pushed his chair back a bit to make room for her, his dark eyes meeting hers. “You’re not going to like this answer, but…it’s complicated.”
     He was right. She didn’t like it. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”
     “Let’s just say the first time I saw you at that club, taking down Stefan’s goon, I knew you were someone special. And even though I’m still not sure if I’m comfortable with the idea—actually, I’m downright terrified—I’m also sure you’re The One for me.”
     That sounded so romance-bookish Alyssa almost laughed out loud. The serious expression on Zane’s face was the only thing that stopped her. It might be crazy as heck, but the big, sexy hunk seemed to genuinely believe it.
     They sat there looking at each other, Alyssa cupping both hands around her mug, breathing in the warm coffee while Zane seemed to be holding his breath like he thought she might bolt for the door at any second. Which was crazy since this was her room.
     “Okay,” she said, setting her mug on the table. “Assuming you’re right and I’m The One for you, what do we do now?”
     Zane grinned. “Kissing would be nice, yes?”
     His big hands were coming up to wrap around her hips, tugging her forward off the table and onto the chair with him until she was straddling his thighs. As sexy as that position might be, Alyssa couldn’t help laughing. “Seriously? That’s the movie line you’re going with to get into my panties?”
     Zane buried his fingers in her hair, tugging her mouth closer to his. Just before their lips met, he flashed her that thousand-watt smile, which made her pulse skip a beat. “I don’t know,” he murmured, his coffee-scented breath warm on her skin. “Did it work?”
     Alyssa hadn’t realized exactly what she’d said—about getting into her panties—until right then. But as she gazed down at Zane and his beautiful smile, she decided letting him have his way with her unmentionables sounded like a really good idea. After that, who knew what she might let him get into?
     She didn’t bother to answer his question. Instead, she lowered her mouth to his and kissed him hard enough to pull a growl out of him. And what an interesting growl it was, rumbling up through his chest and straight into her open mouth, making little tingles and shivers dance all over her body.
     Apparently, she was into guys who growled.

***

Excerpted from Wolf Instinct by Paige Tyler. © 2019 by Paige Tyler. Used with permission of the publisher, Sourcebooks Casablanca, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc. All rights reserved.

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Meet Cute

by Helena Hunting

Published by: Forever

April 9th, 2019

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Format: Paperback

Source: Purchased (Book Box Subscription)

Rating: 3.5 Stars

     Kailyn Flowers was always calm, rational, and controlled--until she ended up sprawled all over Daxton Hughes, the former actor she totally crushed on as a teenager. Then she did the unthinkable: She became a mortifying fangirl in five seconds flat, which may or may not have included professing her undying love. And oddly, he didn't run away. In fact, their meet cute led to a friendship she never saw coming. Of course, she never saw his betrayal coming, either...

     Now Dax needs her help. As guardian to his thirteen-year-old sister, he's in way over his head. And though Kailyn hasn't forgiven Dax, she isn't heartless enough to make him fend for himself, either. Soon their friendly meetings turn into flirty dinner dates, and Kailyn can feel their chemistry is as explosive as ever. But how can she possibly let down her guard again to a guy who has heartbreak written all over him?

     What I can say about this book is that it was as the title suggested, it was a cute read. I found myself laughing and/or smiling at almost every chapter. It was like watching life pass. You had awkward moments that make you feel sorry for the person going thru them and wishing you could help them but at the same time wanting to laugh out loud because you are that horrible human being (shhh I'm guilty too).

     It was a well written book with a touching story thrown in (I have never read a story like Dax and Emme's (I've read stories of the aftermath of such a situation but not as it was happening) and I liked how Kaitlyn was all about helping young kids not go thru what she did.

     What I didn't like much about this book was that it was way too predictable for me and also I was lead to believe this was a seriously hot book but the scenes with this characters (which don't start after more than 50% into the book) to me where more "fade to black" than anything else so I was kind of disappointed.

     Other than that it was a good read if you want something light-hearted and with a little more story that the main romance.

You Might Be a Bluestocking If... with Author Christi Caldwell

     In my newest novel, The Bluestocking, Gertrude, the eldest Killoran sister, has spent a lifetime being underestimated—especially by her own family. She may seem as vulnerable as a kitten, but given the chance, she can be as fierce as a tiger. Her adopted brother Stephen has just been snatched back by his true father, and she’ll be damned if she relinquishes the boy to the man reviled throughout London as the Mad Marquess.

     Still haunted by a deadly tragedy that left him publicly despised, Lord Edwin holds only hatred for the Killorans—the people he believes kidnapped his son. And not one of them will ever see the boy again. But when Gertrude forces her way into the household and stubbornly insists that she remain as Stephen’s governess, Edwin believes he may have found someone madder than himself.

     With every moment he shares with the tenderhearted Gertrude, Edwin’s anger softens into admiration... and more. It is possible that the woman he loathed may be the only person who can heal his broken soul?

     Gertrude was such a wonderful character to write. She’s the eldest of her siblings and firmly on the shelf. She’s incredibly diverse in her strengths and in her interests and in the knowledge she possesses: it’s a knowledge that really is all-encompassing, spanning furniture-making to the care of animals to skills for surviving on the streets. In addition, she’s been responsible for educating the children in her family’s care, and what I found so fascinating is that she knows the value of education and what she’s been providing has been so important, and yet so many have failed to appreciate the power of her contributions.

     In honor of Gertrude, an intelligent, interesting, and ultimately irresistible heroine, I have written a short game of "You Might Be A Bluestocking If..." so you can test yourself to see what you have in common with Gertrude.
     You might be a bluestocking if...you have more than one cat.
     You might be a bluestocking if...your hands are permanently ink-stained from your writing.
     You might be a bluestocking if...you have an in-depth knowledge of ancient furniture design.
     You might be a bluestocking if…you prefer lectures to balls.
     You might be a bluestocking if…you would rather have a book in your hands than needlework.

The Bluestocking Excerpt

     Who was this . . . daughter of Diggory? The one few spoke of and about whom little was known.

     Edwin pushed himself away from the door, and folding his arms at his chest, he took slow, predatory steps closer, walking a path around her. His earlier assessment in the darkened foyer of the woman had proven correct. Drab brown hair. Nondescript brown eyes. Of medium height, and in possession of a slender frame that left her cloak hanging unflatteringly upon her, there was nothing extraordinary about the last unwed Killoran. Which was no doubt why she’d not snagged herself a wealthy or powerful husband as her sisters had already done. At his lengthy scrutiny, she dared him with her eyes. And yet for her... ordinariness, there was a strength of spirit that radiated, casting a soft blush upon cream-white cheeks, that marked her as... interesting. She was interesting. He stopped abruptly. Seeing this woman in any light except the darkened one was a betrayal to his late wife and his children, both living and dead... and himself.

     “I was clear with my demands. Get out now, Miss Diggory.”

     The stubborn chit pursed her slightly too-full lips. “As I said earlier, you were less clear than you give yourself credit for,” she challenged, ignoring the latter part of his directive. My God, she is an insolent bit of baggage. “And my name is Killoran.”

     The names were synonymous and interchangeable.

     Edwin stopped before her so only a pace divided them. “And tell me, where was I not clear?” he purred. “Was it the part about making sure Broderick Diggory hangs, as he deserves, that was not clear?” The color bled from her cheeks. “Or was it my stated intentions for your sisters . . . what are their names? Ophelia? Cleopatra?” he asked, mocking that Shakespearean queen’s name, and the woman in front of him frowned deeper. “How . . . unfortunate it would be if their business ventures were both to fail.”

     The young woman curled and uncurled her coarse hands at her sides. “Do not threaten my family,” she said coolly.

     He’d hand it to her. She remained undaunted.

     “Or what, Miss Diggory?” A muscle ticked at the corner of her right eye, but she did not rise to the bait, either. “Will you set my townhouse afire and attempt to steal my son . . . again?”

     Her features leached even more of their color, leaving those previously blushing cheeks a ghastly grey-white. And for her earlier brave show, it was her turn to falter. “I didn’t . . .” And he celebrated that triumph over his enemy.

     “What was that?” he barked, cupping a hand around his ear. “You didn’t what?” Destroy my life? Shatter my family? “Kidnap my son?” he settled for, refusing to voice aloud his greatest agonies before this of all women.

     She flinched.

     “Now leave, and tell your real brother if he violates our arrangement once more, using you or another one of your . . . sisters or his henchmen to do his work for him, I’ll take you all down.” His in-laws’ earlier recriminations flooded forward. It was just something else they’d been right about.

     Edwin had stomped over to his desk when he registered the absolute silence—more specifically, the lack of retreating footfalls.

     He turned back.

     Miss Diggory jutted her chin up defiantly. “No one sent me, my lord. I am here of my own volition.”

     He chuckled, that rusty, ill-used laugh more a growl than anything that could ever be confused with a real expression of mirth. No one came here of their own volition. As a rule, the world avoided him.

     Shifting direction, he returned to the stubborn chit’s side, and leaning down, he placed his mouth close to her temple once more and fought the maddening pull of whatever damned perfume she dabbed behind her ears. “Do you think I’m foolish enough all these years later to believe a lie dripping off a Diggory’s lips?”

     The young woman’s back moved up and down, an indication of her rapid breath. Of her fear. A lifetime ago, he’d have sooner chopped off his left hand than deliberately taunt a woman and take pleasure in her fear. No longer. That pathetic excuse of a man who’d gotten his wife and babe killed, and the other son snatched, reveled in this woman’s unease. “Hmm?” he prodded, and she jumped.

     “I have no reason to lie to you, my lord,” she said calmly, and as she spoke, her breath, containing a whispery trace of honey, filtered from her lips and fanned his mouth. Another unexpectedly sweet scent, at odds with her past and name and sins. It enticed, drawing his gaze to her mouth and holding his focus there, mesmerized. “There is nothing I want, need, or desire.” She darted her tongue out and traced the plump seam of her lips. And God forgive him, his gut clenched. For even as self-loathing spiraled through him, something far worse, far more perilous and viler and more treacherous, held him in its snare: desire. “The only reason I’ve come . . . the only worry I had . . . was for Stephen.”

     Stephen.

     That single name, spoken aloud, snapped whatever siren’s trap she’d sucked him momentarily into. “August.” Had there ever been a doubt as to his insanity, this quixotic fascination with the woman’s slightly too-full mouth as she spoke was evidence enough of it.

     She tipped her head, and one of the few brown strands that had managed a curl bounced at her shoulder.

     Edwin flared his nostrils. “His name is August Rudolph Thadeus Stephen Warren, the Earl of Greyley.” He flicked a stare over her face. “You’ve no relation to him. He is His Lordship to you.” Stalking over to the front of the room, he pulled the door open. “Now that you’ve seen him”—he peeled his lip in a mocking sneer—“safely delivered to his rightful home, you are dismissed. You may leave now.”

     Gertrude Killoran drew in a breath. “I am afraid I cannot do that.”

     He narrowed his eyes. “And whyever not?”

     “I’m not leaving.”

     “I beg your pardon?” What more could she possibly want or expect of him?

     The young woman clasped her palms before her, like a nun at the abbey. “I’m staying.”

     Confusion rooted around his mind. “Staying?” he repeated. “Staying where?”

     “Here.” She settled her features into a serene expression he’d have believed impossible for a Diggory. “Indefinitely,” she clarified.

     Edwin rocked back on his heels.

     My God, I’ve finally found someone madder than myself.

     Gertrude, the eldest Killoran sister, has spent a lifetime being underestimated—especially by her own family. She may seem as vulnerable as a kitten, but given the chance, she can be as fierce as a tiger. Her adopted brother, Stephen, has just been snatched back by his true father, and she’ll be damned if she relinquishes the boy to the man reviled throughout London as the Mad Marquess.

     Still haunted by a deadly tragedy that left him publicly despised, Lord Edwin holds only hatred for the Killorans—the people he believes kidnapped his son. And not one of them will ever see the boy again. But when Gertrude forces her way into the household and stubbornly insists that she remain as Stephen’s governess, Edwin believes he may have found someone madder than himself.

     With every moment he shares with the tenderhearted Gertrude, Edwin’s anger softens into admiration... and more. Is it possible that the woman he loathed may be the only person who can heal his broken soul?

     USA Today bestselling, RITA-nominated author Christi Caldwell blames authors Julie Garwood and Judith McNaught for luring her into the world of historical romance. When Christi was at the University of Connecticut, she began writing her own tales of love. She believes that the most perfect heroes and heroines have imperfections, and she rather enjoys torturing her couples before crafting them a well-deserved happily ever after.

     The author of the Wicked Wallflowers series, which includes The Governess, The Hellion, and The Vixen, Christi lives in southern Connecticut, where she spends her time writing, chasing after her son, and taking care of her twin princesses-in-training. Fans who want to keep up with the latest news and information can sign up for Christi’s newsletter at www.ChristiCaldwell.com or follow her on Facebook (AuthorChristiCaldwell) or Twitter (@ChristiCaldwell).

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Guardian's Bond

by Rhenna Morgan

Series: Ancient Ink (#1)

Published by: Harlequin Audio

March 12th, 2018

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Format: Audiobook

Source: Library Loan

Rating: 3 Stars

     Priest Rahandras has lived with the darkness trapped inside himself for years. Betrayed by his own brother and forced to watch his clan's brutal annihilation, the only thing Priest wants more than to escape the curse that haunts him - as both man and beast - is to rebuild.

     Until the mate he's longed for walks into his life with an elder from his past. She's everything he's wished for, and the key to the clan's very survival.

     Kateri Falsen is a woman of logic and facts. While Priest's cat can sense her arousal, telling her they're fated won't be enough. He'll have to show her his love: with his words, with his actions, and with his body.

     Protecting Kateri from the evil trapped inside him is paramount. But when lost clan members are systematically murdered, he'll have to choose between exposing his mate to his black magic, or risking her as the next victim.

     This was a fun quick "read". I listen to this book on one sitting and I really enjoyed it.

     Priest is a decades-old shifter that has been betrayed and he just wants to make things right for the clan. When an old clansmate appears with her grandchildren after the death of their parents and a vision, he will stop at nothing to protect what is his.

     Kateri and her brother never knew much about their inheritance because their dad rejected his quest after all that happened many years before that caused many of the clans to lose their Primos and now they are thrown into this world with no safety net under them to cushion their hard fall.

     I loved the world building and the quest the characters have to go thru to get their companions. I liked writing style and the narrator was good.

     But I still felt like it all happened to quickly and Kateri and her brother accepted everything with minimal to no struggle. Also, the romance was too insta for me. Mind you it doesn't bother me if is insta-love as long as it is well written and you don't even realize that such a short time has passed.

     All in all a good series and I'll definitively pick the next book on this series.

Havoc

by Kindle Alexander

Series: Tattoos and Ties Duet

Published by: Author

November 25th, 2018

Genre: GLBTQ Romance

Format: eBook

Source: Kindle Unlimited

Rating: 2.5 Stars

     Keyes Dixon’s life is challenging enough as a full patch member of the Disciples of Havoc Motorcycle Club but being a gay biker leaves him traveling down one tough road. With an abusive past and his vow to the club cementing his future, he doesn’t believe in love and steers clear of commitment. But a midnight ride leads to a chance meeting with a sexy distraction that has him going down quicker than a Harley on ice.

     Cocky Assistant District Attorney Alec Pierce lives in the shadow of his politically connected family. A life of privilege doesn’t equal a life of love, a fact made obvious at every family gathering. Driven yet lonely, Alec yields to his family’s demands for his career path, hoping for the acceptance he craves. Until he meets a gorgeous biker who tips the scales in the favor of truth and he can no longer live a lie.

     Can two men from completely different worlds…and sides of the law…find common ground, or will all their desires only wreak Havoc?

     If I had known this was a duet before starting the book I might have enjoyed it more.

     You have on one side Keyes who is a motorcycle club (MC) member. The Disciples of Havoc is not an all together up and up club but they have improved since the olden days. The members of Havoc have been in the eye of the DA for years (which has helped on their being in the "right" path) but something else happened and they get raided by the FBI and ICE.

     Enter Alec, who is a lawyer with the DA's office and you get a recipe for disaster and who doesn't love a good forbidden romance story.

     This book started strong and I loved it but then I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop as to Key and Alec's forbidden relationship (I mean you know this is not going to seat well with the other members of the club) but nothing was happening.

     They've had a relationship for months and nothing happened apart from some small things here and there and the rest was them having sex. Now like I said at the beginning if I'd had known this was a duet I might have realized that their story continues and I wouldn't have been so disappointed after all this was the "getting to know each other" part of the story and where you connect with the characters and such.

     It was a great story but not what I was hoping for. I will be reading the second part of their story to see how it ends and since I know what to expect now, hopefully, I'll enjoy it more.

     WELCOME TO HELL

     The prison ship Perdition, a floating city where the Conglomerate’s most dangerous criminals are confined for life, orbits endlessly around a barren asteroid.

     Life inside is even more bleak. Hailed as the Dread Queen, inmate Dresdemona “Dred” Devos controls one of Perdition’s six territories, bordered on both sides by would-be kings eager to challenge her claim. Keeping them at bay requires constant vigilance, as well as a steady influx of new recruits to replace the fallen. Survival is a constant battle, and death is the only escape.

     Of the newest convicts, only one is worth Dred’s attention. The mercenary Jael, with his deadly gaze and attitude, may be the most dangerous criminal onboard. His combat skill could give her the edge she needs, if he doesn’t betray her first. Unfortunately, that’s what he does best. Winning Jael’s allegiance will be a challenge, but failure could be worse than death…

     This was a very interesting read. We have this bunch of criminals that love a good fight but that have banded together to defend their territory in the hopes of having at least a good night's sleep and a meal.

     Dred is a great ruler that helps these convicts with their desires for fighting by hosting rivalry matches and other methods that keep the men occupied and out of their heads for a while. When new "fish" come along the different territories vie for the chance to recruit new and able bodies to help defend the territory.

     This was a very interesting story because every character, including the main couple, is a criminal.

     I liked the story and the characters. I liked the plot and its twists. I think the author did an excellent job with this story and how all of the details fell into place. I do have to say that I did not expect that ending and I can't wait to see what comes next for this lot. I have never rooted so hard for criminals like I've done with this book.

     Anne Ashburn is a woman consumed...

     By her bitter family legacy, by her scorched career as a firefighter, by her obsession with department bad-boy Danny McGuire, and by a new case that pits her against a fiery killer.

     Strong-willed Anne was fearless and loved the thrill of fighting fires, pushing herself to be the best. But when one risky decision at a warehouse fire changes her life forever, Anne must reinvent not only her job, but her whole self.

     Shattered and demoralized, Anne finds her new career as an arson investigator a pale substitute for the adrenaline-fueled life she left behind. She doesn't believe she will ever feel that same all-consuming passion for her job again--until she encounters a string of suspicious fires setting her beloved city ablaze.

     Danny McGuire is a premiere fireman, the best in the county, but in the midst of a personal meltdown. Danny is taking risks like never before and seems to have a death wish until he teams up with Anne to find the fire starter. But Danny may be more than a distraction, and as Anne narrows in on her target, the arsonist begins to target her.

     Anne is a firefighter with something to prove. She is consumed by a past that she doesn't want to dwell on and an uncertain future after a fatal mistake almost cost her her life.

     Danny is a fellow firefighter that has a lot on his conscience and just keeps pilling thing on top of everything else because (in my opinion) of survivors guilt.

     I was engaged in this story from the very beginning. It has Ward's writing style of modern slang and multiple POVs. I liked how Anne's boss put her in her place after that first investigation because she really didn't want to be doing that job. I think it was something that needed to happen for her to realize that any job that involves the authorities in any capacity is an important job to bring justice to any type of situation, be it big or small.

     Anne wanted very much to help Danny realized that what happened wasn't his fault and that she was fine but I don't think anyone can come out of their head until they are ready to and without the help of professionals.

     The other side stories had me intrigued and I really hope we get an announcement soon for the next book on this series. I can't wait to delve deeper into this "brotherhood".

The Savior

by J. R. Ward

Series: Black Dagger Brotherhood (#17)

Published by: Gallery Books

April 2nd, 2019

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Format: Hardcover

Source: Purchased

Rating: 4.5 Stars

     In the venerable history of the Black Dagger Brotherhood, only one male has ever been expelled—but Murhder’s insanity gave the Brothers no choice. Haunted by visions of a female he could not save, he nonetheless returns to Caldwell on a mission to right the wrong that ruined him. However, he is not prepared for what he must face in his quest for redemption.

     Dr. Sarah Watkins, researcher at a biomedical firm, is struggling with the loss of her fellow scientist fiancé. When the FBI starts asking about his death, she questions what really happened and soon learns the terrible truth: Her firm is conducting inhumane experiments in secret and the man she thought she knew and loved was involved in the torture.

     As Murhder and Sarah’s destinies become irrevocably entwined, desire ignites between them. But can they forge a future that spans the divide separating the two species? And as a new foe emerges in the war against the vampires, will Murhder return to his Brothers... or resume his lonely existence forevermore?

     Reading this book took me back to the beginning of this series where the story was more about the couple than the world building and politics. I fell in love with Murhder and Sarah even when we don't get a lot into the back story of him or get to know her before this book.

     We first see Murhder on Lover Mine; John Mathew and Xhex story; and we learn that he's gone mad after trying to rescue Xhex from the sympaths colony. There is not much else mention about him but there are some glimpses of him on one of the side stories from Lover Mine that makes you curious about him and his story.

     Sarah lost her fiance about a year back and the FBI shows up on her house asking some questions that make her think twice into how he died and what he was working on. This leads her to discover some things that make her question everything they had and who she works for.

     From the moment I picked this book up I was hooked and couldn't wait to see how these two were going to meet and how they were going to be accepted together in this world on vampires. I have to say that this book was a nice change from all this fighting and the constant angst in this series. That is not to say I don't love the other books.

     The JM and Xhex side of the story had me hooked too as this is one of my favorite couples and you don't see a lot of them throughout the series. I also loved that scene at the end (who's that woman?) and the revelation #whosyourdaddy.

     I can't wait for the next book in the series and see what else is in store for this band of warriors.