The Trouble with Whiskey (Whiskeys: Dark Knights at Redemption Ranch) – book review

The Trouble with Whiskey
by Melissa Foster
Release Date: July 20, 2022
Publisher: World Literary Press
Book #1 in The Whiskeys: Dark Knights at Redemption Ranch series
Part of the larger Love in Bloom series
Number of Pages:  422
Kindle Edition
Source:  Amazon Pre-order
Contemporary Romance
Ages 16 and up
CW: death of a loved one
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She’s the only woman he’s ever loved, and the one he could never have…
Years after losing one of their best friends to a dare gone wrong, Devlin “Dare” Whiskey continues to live up to his name, endlessly testing fate, while Billie Mancini buried the best parts of herself. Billie is beautiful and tough, and battling demons Dare has no idea exist. But Dare is done watching her pretend to be something she’s not and takes on his most important challenge yet—showing the woman he loves that some dares are worth the risk.


Readers of the Love in Bloom series as a whole have been getting peeks of the Redemption Ranch characters here and there over the last couple of years. I’ve been looking forward to having one of their stories told and it’s finally time. I thought we’d be starting out this series with Jordan’s sister from Then Came Love and Cowboy Whiskey, but this story starts out before Jordan’s sister came into the picture.

Dare Whiskey has been best friends with Billie almost their whole lives. They, along with Eddie, were wild and crazy kids who loved adventure and taking risks. Even after Dare went off to college, they all still stayed tight knit. Until one tragic day when Eddie died and everything changed. I won’t get into particulars, but the accident with Eddie pushed Billie to turn her back on everyone and keep in a safe bubble, which could not include Dare. Too risky. But Dare never gave up on her. Not only because they were BFFs, but because he’s always known he was in love with Billie and nobody else could compare. So here we are, six years later, and Dare is going to push the envelope with Billie a little harder. It pains him, and all those that love Billie, to see her become a shell of her old self.

This story deals with a lot of emotions, a lot of grief. You really get the feel of how nobody grieves the same way and that’s okay and we all have to be given freedom to feel our feelings. Yet it also brings home the fact that we cannot always do it alone. It’s okay to seek out help from a friend, a relative, or a even a professional.

Billie and Dare are definitely meant for each other. Everyone on the ranch and in town has always known it, even if the couple always thought their feelings were one-sided. Once Billie accepts that she can find happiness and that Eddie would even want her to be happy, it was a lot of fun to see her and Dare interact. On top of their connection and them finding a way to their HEA, there are other happenings all around them. I loved Dare’s interactions with a teenage client who comes to the ranch during the telling of this story. It really sets the tone for the person Dare is other than the daredevil risk taker.

Because this is the first book in this limb of the Love in Bloom tree, there is a lot to introduce. We get to understand how the ranch runs and who everyone is on and off the ranch. It’s not over the top or too detailed to seem like you’re reading an explainer. The author does a fantastic job of world building so as the series progresses the reader knows their way around. I’m really looking forward to all of their stories.

4 stars

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Only When It’s Us (Bergman Brothers) – book review

Only When It’s Us
By Chloe Liese
Original Release Date: April 1, 2020
Revised Release Date: August 21, 2021
Book #1 in the Bergman Brothers series
Number of pages: 382
Kindle Edition
Source: MCL
Contemporary Romance
Ages 17 and up
CW: parent w/terminal cancer, parental death
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**Revised and Expanded 2021 Edition**

Prepare for an emotional rollercoaster brimming with laughter, tears, and slow-burn sexiness in this new adult romance that tackles the vulnerability of love with humor and heart.

Ryder
Ever since she sat next to me in class and gave me death eyes, Willa Sutter’s been on my shit list. Why she hates me, I don’t know. What I do know is that Willa is the kind of chaos I don’t need in my tidy life. She’s the next generation of women’s soccer. Wild hair, wilder eyes. Bee-stung lips that should be illegal. And a temper that makes the devil seem friendly.

She’s a thorn in my side, a menacing, cantankerous, pain-in-the-ass who’s turned our Business Mathematics course into a goddamn gladiator arena. I’ll leave this war zone unscathed, coming out on top…And if I have my way with that crazy-haired, ball-busting hellion, that will be in more than one sense of the word.

Willa
Rather than give me the lecture notes I missed like every other instructor I’ve had, my asshole professor tells me to get them from the silent, surly flannel-wearing mountain man sitting next to me in class. Well, I tried. And what did I get from Ryder Bergman? Ignored. What a complete lumbersexual neanderthal. Mangy beard and mangier hair. Frayed ball cap that hides his eyes. And a stubborn refusal to acknowledge my existence.

I’ve battled men before, but with Ryder, it’s war. I’ll get those notes and crack that Sasquatch nut if it’s the last thing I do, then I’ll have him at my mercy. Victory will have never tasted so sweet.


I don’t usually put revision dates in the stats I list for a book. I didn’t read the original publication of this story, but I have a feeling the revisions the author did make more of a difference than most book revisions after publication. It is noted in both a note before the story and in the acknowledgements at the end of the book. This book deals with a character who is late deafened and that, from the author’s notes, seems to be where most of the revisions took place. So I have a feeling that my review would be a bit different, and those of you who read an early version may think differently about the story, than what I’m going to talk about here. I point the dates out for that reason.

This is a new-to-me author. I read a review from another blogger about one of the other books in this series and it sounded interesting so I started from the top, as I’m wont to do. There is so much I liked about this story, and some things that irked me. The fire and connections the author was able to portray will definitely have me continuing the series.

I’m okay with a slow-burn romance, for the most part. I will say, I felt this one went on a bit long. Part of that may be my dislike of the “big lie” trope. While I didn’t feel this book really fit into that niche, it was adjacent enough to niggle at the back of my mind. In the beginning, Willa and Ryder don’t owe each other anything. They are in the same college course and are thrown together by their professor over and over. To use Willa’s description, they become frenemies. It is stated from the top that Willa has a very bad temper. It’s something she acknowledges and doesn’t necessarily love about herself, but she hasn’t yet learned to control her emotions in the moment. This gives Ryder pause about sharing certain things with her; from him starting to use his hearing aids to him finding out about her mom’s illness. Willa keeps a lot close to the vest in order to feel safe. The only person she feels totally safe with is her mom and she’s fine with that. But her mom is dying and she won’t have her around forever.

This couple is amazing together, if only they would open their eyes and see that. There are a lot of tough issues dealt with in this story, but there is also a lot of fun to be had. There are things about Willa and Ryder that the reader knows far before they know, and that may have also added to me feeling of the slow burn being too slow. I wanted at least one of the characters to know what I knew! But whenever the two were on the page together, there were fireworks. Even if they don’t touch the whole time. While I had the warm-fuzzies throughout, there are a couple of scenes that had a whole battalion of butterflies dancing in my stomach. None more than when the title of the book comes into play. A totally swoony moment for sure.

Willa is stubborn until the end. I had to work to not let that annoy me. If Ryder could be patient and understanding, so could I. It was worth the wait. I’m also appreciative of the author making counseling a recurring thing in this story. For Ryder and Willa both. People don’t just magically change their attitudes about deep seated problems because they fall in love, it takes time and work.

I can’t speak to the accuracy of representation of someone who is late deafened. I can only hope the author truly did as she stated in her comments and listened to those in the community that could teach her and give her feedback.

4 stars

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To Taste Temptation (Legend of the Four Soldiers) – book review

To Taste Temptation
by Elizabeth Hoyt
Release Date: May 1, 2008
Publisher: Forever
Book #1 in the Legend of the Four Soldiers series
Number of Pages:  390
Kindle
Source:  MCL
Historical Romance
Ages 16 and up
CW: mentions of suicide, PTSD, war/violence, dub con
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EVEN THE MOST REFINED LADY
Lady Emeline Gordon is the model of sophistication in London’s elite social circles, always fashionable and flawlessly appropriate. As such, she is the perfect chaperone for Rebecca, the young sister of a successful Boston businessman and former Colonial soldier.

CRAVES AN UNTAMED MAN
Samuel Hartley may be wealthy, but his manners are as uncivilized as the American wilderness he was raised in. Who wears moccasins to a grand ball? His arrogant disregard for propriety infuriates Emeline, even as his boldness excites her.

TO RELEASE HER PASSION . . .
But beneath Samuel’s rakish manner, he is haunted by tragedy. He has come to London to settle a score, not to fall in love. And as desperately as Emeline longs to feel this shameless man’s hands upon her, to taste those same lips he uses to tease her, she must restrain herself. She is not free. But some things are beyond a lady’s control . . .


After reading this author’s Princes series, I wanted to read more of her work. I loved all the stories in that series. Something that stood out to me in this story that didn’t seem to be as prevalent in those books was the dubious consent. I actually, while reading, had been thinking this book was published in the 1990’s because of how aggressive Samuel was with his kisses. So if dub con is a hard no for you, I’m giving you fair warning.

Just as with the other books I’ve read by Elizabeth Hoyt, the chemistry is wonderful. There are many layers to this story yet the author is able to keep the pacing spot on. I was quite surprised by how much this book deals with PTSD. Of course, since this is the 1700 nobody knows that’s what it is; it didn’t have a name, not even shell-shock, yet. But it’s obvious, as Samuel reconnects with other men from his days at war, that they have all had issues. Even the ones that from the outside look to be living wonderful lives. I really appreciated this aspect of the story and how carefully the author handled the stories. Especially with Samuel; what he had been through and what he still goes through.

Emeline’s brother died in the battle which Samuel is now looking into years later. Not at all the norm at the time, but Emeline loved her husband who passed away when their son was still a toddler. With no parents left alive, Emeline found herself having to always be the strong one for her son and her aunt. It was very hard for her to accept any help in any fashion from Samuel, even when she had the need. Nor did she take kindly to being left out of anything to do with looking into the battle that caused her brother’s death just because she was a woman. I loved Emeline’s spirit while also wanting her to open herself up to love again.

Samuel and Emeline cannot stay away from one another, although they are from different worlds. Emeline doesn’t want to rely on anyone again, plus she knows Samuel belongs in America. Samuel was raised in the woods for the first part of his life, hunting and fishing and living off the land. He now has only his young sister left, who was raised as a proper lady. He wants to do right by her, but will not bow to the expectations of the ton. That is not his world and he doesn’t plan on staying long. But he still wants to do right by his sister.

Speaking of Samuel’s sister. Rebecca is the biggest issue I had with this story. I love her character and she had some interesting scenes, but she also disappeared at times. Times that didn’t make sense for the reader to have no idea what was happening with her. While that didn’t alter the story, it was something that would nag at me while I was reading, “where’s Rebecca?”.

All in all, this was a great read. Not only from the series title, but from things that happened in the story, I’m sure we don’t know the whole truth about the Spinner’s Falls Massacre just yet. I’m curious to see how it all plays out.

4 stars

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Spell the Month in Books – August 2022

My inspiration for my Spell the Month in Books posts came from Reviews from the Stacks, where they host a monthly linkup on the second Saturday of every month. Although I don’t follow their timeline of posting or really join any linkup, I believe in giving credit where credit is due. I saw several different bloggers participating and that led me to their posts.

The eagle-eyed visitors to my little blog may have noticed I skipped July. I didn’t even notice until about a week ago and decided to just totally skip it instead of doing an end-of-month post. So, here we are, deep into the middle of summer. I hope you’re all having a good one. With my husband recently starting a new job, we’ve been sticking close to home since he doesn’t have any vacation time yet. It’s kind of nice to not have any plans to have to worry about. There’s always enough to do around the house.

I didn’t go with any particular theme this month. They’re all books I highly rated, as usual. If I have a review of the chosen book on the blog or Goodreads, you can find the review by clicking on the title.


AThe Art of Running in Heels



Author: Rachel Gibson

Publication Date: December 26, 2017

Pages: 384

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Sports




UUnraveling



Author: Nicole Edwards

Publication Date: September 26, 2014

Pages: 192

Genre: Contemporary Romance




GGame Changer



Author: Rachel Reid

Publication Date: October 22, 2018

Pages: 334

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Sports




UUnbroken Cowboy



Author: Maisey Yates

Publication Date: April 23, 2019

Pages: 384

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Western




SSleepover



Author: Serena Bell

Publication Date: November 13, 2018

Pages: 224

Genre: Contemporary Romance




TTaken



Author: Rebecca Zanetti

Publication Date: April 30, 2019

Pages: 103

Genre: Romantic Suspense




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Ruthless (Immortal Enemies) blog tour – Excerpt + Review

Ruthless
by Gena Showalter
Release Date: August 9, 2022
Publisher: HQN Books
Book #2 in the Immortal Enemies series
Number of Pages:  384
Kindle Edition
Source:  ARC from NetGalley and the Publisher
Paranormal Romance
Ages 17 and up
CW: murder, violence

Book Summary:

Forbidden. Powerful. Ruthless.

Micah the Unwilling, fae King of the Forgotten, can tame even the most violent of beasts. Forged on the battlefield, this iron-willed warrior considers his soldiers his family, and he will stop at nothing to reclaim their dispossessed land. Gearing for war with a sadistic enemy, he is disciplined and focused—until a feral beauty he encountered long ago wanders into his camp.

Viori de Aoibheall wields a terrifying ability to sing monsters to life. Having spent her childhood in a forest, raising herself and her frightening creations—the only friends she’s ever known—she’s ill prepared for the scarred royal and his fearsome brutality. Not to mention the ferocity of their connection and the carnality of his touch. But the real problem? Her brother is Micah’s greatest foe. And though the sensual king makes her burn, she must stop him, whatever the cost.

RUTHLESS
Author: Gena Showalter
ISBN: 9781335474964
Publication Date: August 9, 2022
Publisher: HQN Books

Excerpt:

CHAPTER ONE

Not quite present day

Fifteen-year-old Micah spun slowly, his jaw slack. What is this place? Spears of lightning forked across a dark sky heavy with darker clouds. Glowing silvery orbs hung from tree branches, illuminating a forest clearing he wished he hadn’t discovered. The eeriness of it all boggled the mind.

From the outside, thick white fog had enveloped the interlocking trees set in a wide circle. From the inside, however, he had an unobstructed view of the dried blood that stained the bark—and the faces carved within. Fierce expressions projected everything from dread to malice, and he shuddered.

Someone had gone to great trouble to make the gnarled giants resemble belua. Monsters of unimaginable strength, somehow birthed from the elements themselves. Able to live and breathe and walk among fae.

Micah tightened his grip on a makeshift dagger—a twig he’d sharpened with his teeth and what remained of his nails.

Beady eyes seemed to track his every movement as he trod deeper into the clearing. A large, moss-covered stone with a wide base and a flat top occupied the center of the ring. An altar?

A chilled breeze blustered past, rousing goose bumps on his skin. Scanning… The vibrant moss provided the only foliage here. There were no animals or insects. No other life whatsoever.

Death reigned here.

A crack of thunder boomed, punctuating his thought, and he almost jumped out of his skin. The next lightning bolt charged the atmosphere; electric currents pricked his spine. Micah dragged in the scent of ash and… What was that? Sweetness itself? A unique fragrance brimming with all the glories of the Summer Court. Sunshine, flowers and citrus.

His mouth watered, and his empty stomach protested. When had he last eaten?

Twig at the ready, he approached the stone and gathered a fistful of moss. The first bite proved bitter, the second more so. But as the greenery settled in his stomach, some of his pains faded; he only desired more.

He shoveled another fistful into his mouth, then another and another, unable to slow himself. For over a year, he’d wandered the wastelands of Astaria alone. Originally, he’d traveled with his guardian. A great warrior named Erwen. A great man, period. He’d found baby Micah inside a basket, and saved him from being eaten by trolls.

He bit his tongue, tasting blood. Erwen had died in battle with a belua. A massive snow beast in the Winterlands.

Micah had expected to perish alongside his guardian. A part of him had hoped to die. How he’d loved Erwen, his sole companion—the only person willing to be near him.

Like his guardian, Micah was a chimera. A rare fae born with dual glamaras that were constantly at odds. The clash created a negative force field around them. Unwanted by fae and humans alike. Feared by everyone. Known for scarring—outward evidence of weakness and a badge of shame.

Chilly wind rattled branches. Lightning peppered the sky, spotlighting— Micah froze, his breath hitched. Were their limbs untangling? Had the one to his left narrowed its eyes?

An illusion?

Genuine belua? Had he stumbled into a nest?

He dropped the newest handful of moss, preparing to bolt. But, from the corner of his eye, he perceived an array of color. Smooth gold. Vivid pink. Gleaming scarlet. He meant to glance, nothing more. A quick peek to ensure no one sneaked up on him. Instead, he stared and reared back, his eyes going wide.

Was he seeing what he thought he was seeing? Surely not. And yet…

Maybe.

Heart jumping, he lurched closer to the stone. Sucked in a breath. A girl. A fae. Exquisite. She slept upon the slab, seemingly growing from the surface. Or from the forest itself.

Lightning flashed, there and gone, showcasing a smattering of freckles, pink cheeks and cherry lips that were bowed in the center. Other details hit him, throwing him for loop after loop. They might be the same age. Flawless skin the color of sunlight, vibrant with life. Delicate features usually only found on royalty. A plain gown too short and tight to cover the abundance of shapely curves.

Who was she? Why was she here? What color were her eyes?

Excitement arced through Micah. Would she mind being friends with a chimera?

A rolling rumble precipitated the first splatter of rain. Cold droplets splashed his cheeks, and he grinned. Let the liquid soak him. What did he care? He’d uncovered a treasure of unsurpassed value.

The rain deluged her, too, her gown becoming transparent. Trembling suddenly more pronounced, he reached out to brush droplets from her cheek.

A rustle sounded behind him, and he wheeled around, ready to defend his prize. Too late. A tree loomed before him, and the truth hit, hard.

Belua!” Hiding in plain sight.

A fat branch slammed into his head. He flew across the clearing, dropping his makeshift weapon when he crashed into another tree.

His lungs emptied. So dizzy. No time to recover. Another branch flung him in the opposite direction.

Ribs broke on impact, and agony seared him. Before he could rise, roots coiled around his ankle and attempted to eject him from the clearing. He clawed at the ground, determined to hold his position and shield the girl. Dirt and blood coated his tongue.

Bark scraped his spine. Limbs stabbed into different bones. Wheezing, fighting the urge to vomit, Micah rolled out of the way.

A limb pierced a vital organ, and an agonized scream burst from him. The pain! Then, suddenly, he was airborne, soaring across the expanse. When he landed, a world of darkness crackled open its jaw and swallowed him whole.

As Micah healed, he realized a startling truth. The monsters safeguarded the girl. They hadn’t attacked until he uncovered her. More than that, they hadn’t struck to kill him. Otherwise, he would be dead.

Why they guarded her—why they had shown him mercy—he didn’t know. But he wondered. Was little Red on that stone slab of her own volition or a captive?

There was one way to find out…

Micah returned to the clearing—to her—with a firm goal in mind. Befriend these belua. If he could join them, protect the girl until she awoke…

Was this a betrayal to Erwen and everything he’d stood for? Surely not. His guardian had lived by four rules.

Do no harm to the innocent. Protect what’s yours. Always do what’s right. Never be without a backup plan.

The sleeping beauty was vulnerable and in need of another fae. Just in case the trees held her against her will.

What better path to travel than keeping her safe?

Micah advanced on the creatures cautiously, both hands lifted. “You had every right to eject me,” he told them. In their minds, he’d committed a terrible offense. Touching a female without her willing consent. Or theirs. Now, he hoped to prove the innocence of his intentions. “I did your fair lady wrong. Allow me to present her with a gift of apology. And respect.” He revealed a red crystal he’d dug from the earth bright and early this morning. “So much respect.”

A prolonged hesitation followed his words, anticipation stealing his breath. Finally, the trees opened a doorway for him.

Giddy but remaining vigilant, he entered slowly, placed the present on a step leading to the altar and backed away. Rather than exit, he faced the largest of the bunch. “I mean her no harm, and I won’t touch her again. If you’ll let me, I’ll help you with her protection.”

He wasn’t immediately impaled, a good sign. Micah set up camp. As one week blended into another, the trees relaxed around him. As their tension faded, bright leaves budded, creating a vibrant paradise.

For the first time in Micah’s life, provision without price abounded. Various species of flowers, fruits and nuts flourished without cease, dropping from overburdened limbs.

Nourishment rained all hours. In offering or apology, he didn’t know which.

Morning and evening, he thanked his companions for the bounty. Never had Micah enjoyed such delicious meals. But…when will she awaken?

Fresh moss covered the girl, protecting her from sun, wind and rain. Her sweet scent magnified daily, coating the air; he considered every inhalation a precious gift.

How did she sleep so deeply? And why? For how long? Why did belua continue to protect her, no matter how much time passed?

Did she crave a friend? If the beautiful fae with freckles sought a fellow fae companion, shouldn’t he oblige her?

Longing gripped Micah. But you aren’t a fae, are you? Not exactly. He shifted in the bed he’d constructed with twigs and fallen hanks of moss. He just…he wanted to belong to someone. To be welcomed. Maybe even admired.

What did such affection even feel like? And what was the beauty’s name? Would she like his offerings? There were many.

Anytime a troll or centaur neared the clearing, Micah departed the ring to end the threat. He collected supplies left by the dead, amassing a treasure trove of weapons, dried meats, clothing, maps, coins and jewels. All for her. Well, mostly for her. He’d kept some of the clothing for himself, exchanging a filthy, tattered tunic and ripped leathers for higher quality garments. Even a cloak to help him hide the scars left by the tree attack.

Would she like him?

As he gathered an array of fruit for breakfast, he stole glances at her. For the first time, much of the moss withered, baring her fully. Morning sunlight lent her golden skin an otherworldly glow. Silken locks of auburn hair gleamed.

Curling black lashes cast spiky shadows over pinkened cheeks. Plump red lips with a bowed center and a stubborn chin added to her captivating allure.

The girl— Wait. Had that cherry mouth parted? Micah froze, every cell buzzing. Even the trees stilled, as if time suspended. Then…

A soft moan left her. The first sound she’d made since his arrival. Then she stretched her arms over her head.

He dropped the bundle in his arms, pink-and-red fruit thudding to the ground, rolling away. Startled by the noise, the girl jolted upright, auburn locks tumbling around her delicate shoulders. She blinked to orient herself.

His mind raced with a thousand thought fragments. Even more beautiful… jade eyes, brighter than the leaves…gown soon to tear apart at the seams…friend… Mine?

She turned, maneuvering her legs over the side of the bed. Standing. Stretching. As graceful as a swan he’d once spied in the Summer Court.

Micah stood in awe, utterly transfixed.

As if sensing him at last, she looked his way and gasped. Her mouth floundered open and closed, fright overtaking her expression.

He hurried to offer a reassurance. “I mean you no—”

A high-pierced scream burst from her. The most horrifying sound he’d ever heard. Sharp pains stabbed his brain, hot blood dripping from his ears. He slapped his palms over the blood-soaked shells, but it didn’t help.

The trees snapped to attention. In an instant, leaves wilted. Fruit dried up. The belua army lunged at him, and this time, they attacked to kill, stabbing and pummeling full force. Pain wracked him, each injury teaching him a new lesson in agony.

Deserve this. He’d foolishly shown favor to an enemy. Had thought to become friends with vessels of evil.

But the girl…

Will come back for her. The trees wouldn’t harm her. Even now, they kept her out of harm’s way. If she required freedom, Micah would free her. But first, he must survive.

He escaped the clearing, crawling out of range before collapsing in a beam of sunlight, eating dirt. Then the darkness came…

Excerpted from Ruthless by Gena Showalter. Copyright © 2022 by Gena Showalter. Published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.

My Review:

I was so looking forward to Viori’s story. Where had Kaysar’s little sister disappeared to all those years ago? How did she survive on her own when she was so young, scared, and unprepared for the world? We get those answers in this story. With those answers we see why Viori aka Vee is untrusting, quick tempered, and unforgiving. We also learn that Kaysar is not the only one that has been searching for her, there is a fae named Micah who has also been obsessed with finding Viori for a very long time.

There is a lot to learn about both Viori and Micah in the beginning of the book. It’s all interesting and all things I wanted to know and eventually needed to know. Yet, somehow, the first half of this book crawled by for me. The duo obviously has a very strong connection and the chemistry is extremely well written. Maybe that was actually the problem, though. There were a lot of almost moments for them and it was hard for me to believe they wouldn’t give into that pull after a while.

Vee is a tough pill to swallow. Like I said before, it’s understandable once you know the things she’s been through. Micah is almost as stubborn as Vee, and almost as untrusting. It made it very difficult for these two to connect on an emotional level since they both have such high and thick walls up. The bits where they let one another in and actually shared were delightful and warm.

Even with it’s slow start, I still really enjoyed this story. The last half was fully engaging. I’m totally enamored with this world and cannot wait to see what happens next.

3.5 stars

**I received an ARC of this book courtesy of NetGalley and the publisher. All opinions expressed in this review are my own and given freely**

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Author Bio:

Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over seventy books, including the acclaimed Lords of the Underworld series, the Gods of War series, the White Rabbit Chronicles, and the Forest of Good and Evil series. She writes sizzling paranormal romance, heartwarming contemporary romance, and unputdownable young adult novels, and lives in Oklahoma City with her family and menagerie of dogs. Visit her at GenaShowalter.com.


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