I liked this one, but it was yet another dip in the series for me. North's mood swings and his and Charles' inability to communicate became quite grating, and the story itself was just too long to maintain that amount of tension and melodrama. This isn't Pulitzer Prize winning stuff. This is erot...
Another great book by Samantha Kane. HEA and no cliffhanger.I really love Samantha Kane's books and have read all of her Brother's in Arms series. I wasn't sure to expect from this book since it is an M/M story rather than an M/M/F story like the BIA books.Cherry Pie tells a story where the chara...
I love the story....it reminded me of of stories written by Lisa Kleypas, Sarah Maclean, Juliana Gray (well.....these are some of my favourites). There's witty banter, the bumbling yet adorable hero, his mysterious and intriguing friends (who will get stories of their own for sure), the kickass b...
Very nice volume of two short holiday-ish (set at Christmas time, but really it could be anytime as Christmas plays no role in either story) erotic historical romance novellas. First I've read from Samantha Kane, but apparently she's prolific in the erotic historical genre and especially for m/f/...
Mr. Beanne, Harry’s London solicitor, said. His name made Daniel think of string beans, which was ironic considering he was so heavy he could barely rise from his chair to greet them. Mr. Beanne was not a man who sought things out. He clearly waited for them to come to him. Daniel dragged his min...
Hil repeated. “And I did not sneak out to wherever Enderby was holed up and kill him. Satisfied?”He sat in a small room with Inspector Vickery at Bow Street. The room was stark in its simplicity. A table and several chairs, a boarded window, and a small fireplace were the only items in the room, ...
Some distant family, I suppose, who don’t know me and have no care for me. I think, perhaps, you would care. Am I a fool? The question requires no answer, of course. I woke to dreams of Talavera last night. I was sweating as if the fires were licking at my own skin. Then I...
Whether it’s a novel of erotic discovery and hidden desire like Stacey Kane’s scorching e-original CLAIMED, a sizzling small town romance like Elisabeth Barrett’s fourth e-original Star Harbor book, SLOW SUMMER BURN, or an electrifying story featuring hockey hunks like Toni Aleo’s contemporary e-...
There was a knock on her door. “Julianna, are you in there?” It was Lady Linville. She came to her stepdaughter’s room so rarely that Julianna felt a flash of panic when she heard her voice. It was the only reason she rose from the chair she’d been sitting in all afternoon. The sun was setting, s...
Daniel demanded as he stormed into James’ tent. The sentries outside had merely watched as he angrily approached and barged in. They were fools to trust him. Then again, several people angry enough to kill him probably stormed into James’ tent on a daily basis. And yet the bastard still lived. “M...
He vowed, again, that this was the last time his mother would talk him into attending one of these god-awful marriage-market affairs. The unattached females and their predatory mamas made this quite possibly the most dangerous place in England for an eligible, titled male. He looked around for Je...
She left her phone out in the living room, and when she heard it ring, she called out to Tyler, “Don’t answer that. I’m off the clock.” She nearly tripped trying to tug her jeans on as fast as she could, so they could be gone before Cass and Beau showed up. She grabbed the first T-shirt she could...
Graeme tried not to let it bother him too much. She hadn’t seen him alone in weeks. She clung to him tightly, not speaking and not looking at either man, her face buried in Conall’s jacket. On his part, Conall looked as though he’d found the Holy Grail. Why on earth weren’t these two together? Wh...
Tripp said, indicating the couch in the den. His mom had disappeared upstairs to watch TV after they’d helped her clean up the kitchen. Ben hadn’t protested. He’d known as well as Tripp that they needed privacy to talk. Tripp would have liked to do more than talk, but he wasn’t counting on it, no...
He closed his eyes and leaned his head back onto the mattress, biting his lip as Randi licked a line from his balls to the top of his dick. “Damn,” she whispered. “You have a porn-star cock.” “Watch a lot of porn?” Ty asked, stripping his shorts off beside the bed. Brian watched him get naked and...