“Kace, the baby whisperer,” Nico joked. Kace gave him a look that could have frozen hell.
… a nurse came moseying into the room. Kace kFavorite Quotes:
“Kace, the baby whisperer,” Nico joked. Kace gave him a look that could have frozen hell.
… a nurse came moseying into the room. Kace knew her, of course, and he groaned softly. It was Annabelle Mason. She was eighty if she was a day and as slow as a sloth unless it came to gossip.
In addition to bad art, her mom also had a penchant for experimental furniture. There was the tiger print couch, complete with roaring tiger heads for sofa arms. Odd-shaped yellow-and-green leather accent chairs that looked like blobs of melting butter or the remnants of a bad cold.
He was like a big ice-cream sundae to a dieting woman. Delicious and very much wanted.
Her mom was in a Peter-and-her-against-the-world kind of mindset that didn’t allow for the possibility that she was marrying an anus wart.
She wouldn’t have gotten that answer right even with a multiple choice.
My Review:
I have barely scratched the surface on this prolific wordsmith’s body of work, but I have vastly enjoyed every Dolores Fossen book I have ever picked up. Her engaging small-town stories are laced with quirky homespun levity, feature likable and relatable characters, and are easy to fall into and a snap to follow. Each time I have read one of her books, I have experienced a strong craving to stop and read her entire listing. A Coldwater Christmas was one of her best and a second-chance, adult contemporary, small-town romance that was as highly amusing as it was actively paced. I smirked and giggle-snorted at the delightfully comical visuals her clever words effortlessly called to mind. Ms. Fossen has a lifer fangirl in me - unless she switches genres and starts writing about zombies. ...more
Oh, those Cahills, they are always stepping in something, they certainly seem to liven up their small rural community. This time the entire family is Oh, those Cahills, they are always stepping in something, they certainly seem to liven up their small rural community. This time the entire family is forced to deal with a ripping good mystery when informed by the authorities that the painfully shy and quiet Cyrus was suddenly married, missing, and presumed dead while nearly halfway across the globe. Wow, and all in one weekend. Cyrus had unwittingly tangled with a seductive sociopath/black widow. Juliette went through husbands like I go through wine. This treacherous beauty had quite the scheme and was a tenacious villain. The intriguing storylines were active, eventful, and well-crafted while the writing was engaging, occasionally steamy, and hard to put down. Ms. Daniels has been a recent discovery for me but I relish her lovably quirky yet flawed characters and clever yet easy to follow and witty tales. ...more
If they had to carry all their shortcomings in a sack, they’d both be permanently bent over.
You’re the oldest, Griff. YMy Rating:
4.5
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If they had to carry all their shortcomings in a sack, they’d both be permanently bent over.
You’re the oldest, Griff. You go first. At thirty-four, you’re about to go from ripe to rotten anyway.
“You don’t believe in soul mates?” “Sure. Mom’s found three so far. Every time she leaves a husband, she rolls back her age like rewinding the odometer on a car. I’ve heard husband number three is closer to my age than hers.”
It must have been dark. She’s not the kind of girl you’d ever be able to pick up, so that means she picked you up. What I can’t figure out is why she didn’t put you right back down.
I had so many housekeepers growing up that I started calling them by their number. I think we were on about twenty-three by the time I was in college…They must be working through the alphabet now. The ones my father doesn’t run off, my mother fires when she flies by on her broom now and then.
My Review:
I snickered and giggled-snorted at the comical descriptions and wry humor throughout this narrative, although I wasn’t sure I was going to enjoy this book as I was initially appalled by the older brother Griffin’s presented plan of saving the family ranch. He instructed his brothers of the dire condition of their finances with their only foreseeable salvation being to find and marry wealthy women within two months and using said women’s resources to save them. Eww. This proposed plan sounded extremely cold and mercenary, which it most certainly was, and I know this happens to varying degrees all the time across all cultures, but as a feminist, I envisioned applying a high degree of pain to a soft part of his anatomy. Griffin was sincere in his belief of love also, eventually, being an aspect to this plan… stupid man… but that did seem to take the edge of my pique and kept me reading.
There were actually three well-nuanced and engaging storylines occurring at the same time, with each one being quite active, highly entertaining, observantly insightful, cleverly crafted, and involved varying degrees of duplicity. I was pleasantly surprised at how much I adored this large and vast cast of quirky characters and the real-life issues they encountered. I need to work this crafty spinner of tales into my reading calendar with regularity....more
It was Gopher Tate, and he threw open his heavily lined raincoat to flash her. He had a blue bow tied around his wrinkly junk that waFavorite Quotes:
It was Gopher Tate, and he threw open his heavily lined raincoat to flash her. He had a blue bow tied around his wrinkly junk that was covered by a pair of whities that weren’t so tight. They were at least three sizes too big, and the elastic in the waist was shot… Shelby gave him a glare that was colder than the sleet pelting his thinly covered privates. “Close your coat, Gopher, before you have to explain to the ER folks why you got frostbite on your wanger.”
She was reasonably sure that had she been wearing toenail polish, it would have melted, too.
Seems a shame to let the pizza go cold after you slaved over the phone to order it…
The cat was there, sitting by a nearly empty food and water dish and glaring at Callen as if he were responsible for multiple crimes against felines and humanity.
My Review:
Delores Fossen has gifted us with the early Christmas present of a new series, and she has started it off with her own special blend of damaged yet sexy and lovable heroes, clever wry humor, heart squeezing storylines, colorful and quirky small-town characters, and a sweet romance with delectably steamy bits. I always look forward to meeting her amusing and uniquely peculiar characters and she didn’t disappoint with the introduction of Rosy - the armadillo obsessed geriatric bride-to-be with a taxidermy shop called Much Ado About Stuffing; and Gopher - the pervy elderly flasher who was well known yet never actually naked under his raincoat. As always, her storylines were engaging, entertaining, and well-paced. I’m already primed for the next installment. ...more
He was wearing just a towel and a scowl. Neither the lack of clothing nor expression seemed to bother Lindsay.
Nick wasn’t sure how oldFavorite Quotes:
He was wearing just a towel and a scowl. Neither the lack of clothing nor expression seemed to bother Lindsay.
Nick wasn’t sure how old Skeeter was exactly, but the man’s wrinkles had wrinkles…
My Review:
This was a short, sweet, amusing, and steamy little treat featuring ranch employees rather than the Granger family members. I adored Nick, but he was perplexed. He had established lots of rules for himself to stay out of trouble and avoid following in his loser father’s footsteps, and having cold shower type thoughts for his old high school sweetheart’s twin sister and new co-worker was surely bending if not breaking some kind of man code. It wasn’t complicated for Lindsay, who had no reservations as she had secretly had a crush on Nick since grade school. Ms. Fossen’s gift of levity and humorously descriptive style are always a delight....more
This intriguing volume in the Cahill series was taut with suspense and included a generous dollop of second chance romance. There were several compellThis intriguing volume in the Cahill series was taut with suspense and included a generous dollop of second chance romance. There were several compelling mysteries to solve and secrets to reveal. The evidence was muddled concerning the incredibly naïve Drey being set-up, gaslighted, or losing her mind, and although I had strong suspicions as to who was behind her tribulations, I couldn’t discern the why. And I loved that. Ms. Daniels has skillfully penned a crazy good mystery as her writing kept me attentive, on-edge, and highly curious. The separate storylines wove in and out until combining seamlessly into a satisfying conclusion. The final installment of this beloved series is in the works and I look forward to seeing how this crafty writer wraps things up. ...more
Witchcraft might have been involved. He was having a hard time believing that mere motherhood and social connections could allow ReginFavorite Quotes:
Witchcraft might have been involved. He was having a hard time believing that mere motherhood and social connections could allow Regina to completely dismantle and rearrange his life in two weeks…
Alice May wasn’t a smiler. In fact, Lucian always thought her face looked like an apricot right before it went bad. Wrinkled but still round.
Her eyes narrowed some when she turned back to Lucian. “There’d be a lot of folks plenty upset if you hurt her. Just remember that.” It seemed like a threat, and coming from a longtime garden guild member, it seemed like a threat with some teeth. The woman knew how to use a hoe and shovel.
FYI, if you need to take a leak in the powder room off the foyer, then you’ll have to stand in the corner and aim because Regina’s marked off the area by the john as belonging to Dylan and her.
Technology paled when it came to the speed of communications by folks hell-bent on gossip.
Candy was wearing super -skinny jeans and a red top with enough sparkles and sequins to trigger a seizure. Her five-inch heels had “sprained ankle” and “I don’t belong here” written all over them.
My Review:
Delores Fossen’s sly humor and clever wit kept me smirking throughout this highly amusing and engaging tale. I nearly bounced in my chair with gleeful anticipation whenever a new character or visitor was introduced as Ms. Fossen’s colorful descriptions of their appearance and unique personality traits never failed to bring a sharp and humorous visual. The eldest son Lucian, AKA Lucifer, was the focus of this installment, and both of his hands were full of troubles financial, personal, and familial when his ne’er-do-well and often-married father returned with news he was taking over the family enterprise. The Granger family was definitely not short on quirky characters, which fit just as well with the eccentric and petty inhabitants of the small community of Wrangler’s Creek. I always enjoy spending time there, although as Regina had contentiously marked off ownership boundaries within each room with masking tape, it would have been a bit of a challenge to visit their ranch. ...more
Allie fanned her hand over his “Texas tuxedo”— jeans, jacket, Stetson and boots. Then she fanned that same hand over the “five yards” Favorite Quotes:
Allie fanned her hand over his “Texas tuxedo”— jeans, jacket, Stetson and boots. Then she fanned that same hand over the “five yards” of bridesmaid’s dress she was wearing. The color was what Ryder would call turtle-snot green, and it puffed out in all directions because of the thick gobs of netting that were everywhere, even on the sleeves.
Dylan won’t hook up with your date… It’d be violating one of those man rules. But it’ll cause some talk about you not being able to keep a handle on your sweet things.
“We came up here as the reception was winding down, got drunk and played strip poker.” He stopped, froze as he dragged on his jeans. “I didn’t kiss you or anything, did I?” He made it sound as if he could have possibly infected her with mad cow disease. Or vice versa.
Yeah, the Bra Posse works because Allie and I both wear bras, and you get your hands into a lot of them.
My Review:
This was a quick, steamy, and fun read, something to keep you entertained and put a smile on your face during a lunch break. The wedding was a bittersweet occasion for the “CRAB posse” (formed from the first initials of their four names) as the first member of their close-knit (Curt being the C of CRAB) was leaving the area, and as the group dynamic had already shifted to the “BRA posse” without their beloved “C,” and feeling it was now or never, Allie took the risk and told her childhood friend, Ryder, of her long-standing attraction for him after a whiskey-filled night that also involved strip-poker. The storyline was engaging and easy to follow with lots of humor and sexy bits. ...more
Tiffany Kelly, a cocktail waitress at the Longhorn Bar, had indeed started a bingo game that involved sex categories— specifically sexFavorite Quotes:
Tiffany Kelly, a cocktail waitress at the Longhorn Bar, had indeed started a bingo game that involved sex categories— specifically sex categories with Dylan— and she had distributed variations of the cards to women around town… Apparently, once a woman had her card filled, Tiffany would give them a drink on the house. So far, there’d been four winners. Okay, there were five, but one of them had cheated.
Walter Ray probably didn’t know that most folks called him dick-nose, and it was a well-earned moniker. It was one of those noses that made you stare and wonder why the heck he hadn’t run to a plastic surgeon.
Had this been any other person, Jordan could have argued that sex didn’t just happen, but this was a woman who’d stolen flip-flops and Twizzlers. Adele’s life had seemingly been a string of things that’d “just happened” or else really stupid things that she’d planned.
Her arrest record reads like stuff a stand-up comic would use. Did you know she once got arrested for peeing on a CEO’s car? She was protesting the way he treated his employees.
He peed in the gas tank of Mildred Wheeler’s Toyota after she fussed at him for being drunk in public. Then, he peed on those feral chickens that are out by Police Chief McKinnon’s house when somebody bet him that he couldn’t do it. One of the chickens got mad, jumped on his wiener and spurred him. He needed stitches.
My Review:
I smirked my way through this delightfully amusing and skillfully crafted tale. I adore Delores Fossen’s wickedly observant and clever wit. Her books are highly engaging and provide delectable entertainment. I could read her work every day and never tire of her enticing yet uniquely flawed and endearing characters. I enjoy and greatly anticipate her easy to follow and breezy writing style with comedic descriptions and strong visuals that succinctly and simultaneously define her quirky characters’ appearance and behavior with her own brand of vividly colorful and entertaining flair. Reading her books feels like a fun and indulgent vacation and I always feel a bit rueful at having to return to the real world once I’ve finished. ...more
“We’re a team, right?” She couldn’t help but smile. “That’s us, one of the great detective couples. Like Nick and Nora.” He mugged a fFavorite Quotes:
“We’re a team, right?” She couldn’t help but smile. “That’s us, one of the great detective couples. Like Nick and Nora.” He mugged a face. “More like Bonnie and Clyde.”
I swear, when it comes to women, Tucker doesn’t have the good sense of a rock.
My Review:
This book was 90% mystery/suspense and 10% slow building romance as the couple didn’t lock lips until 60% into the book and only indulged in one sizzling sensual encounter of knocking the boots at 80%. So my elderly mother could very well read this one if she knew where to “skip the naughty bit,” and wouldn’t require much use of her trusty sharpie to censor out much “language.” Sigh… We rarely read the same books but she would enjoy the several confounding and complicated mysteries involving several murders over nineteen years, family drama, disappearances, extortion, kidnapping, lust, betrayal, and paternity issues. I took note that the one mystery that I had assumed would be the easiest to crack was only partially resolved by the conclusion of the tale. Oh what an intricate plot this scribe has penned. While I didn’t care for the main character of Kate for the longest time as she was playing games and being manipulative, and her actions had been cruel and thoughtless, I adored the engaging Cahills and their knotty family tree of complex issues and personalities. B. J. Daniels has been a recent find and while I may be a city dweller, I do enjoy her small-town tales and well-seasoned cowboys for a chance of pace. ...more
She repeated the woman’s words verbatim. It was a gift from when she’d been the worst gossip in the county. She never gotMy Rating:
4.5
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She repeated the woman’s words verbatim. It was a gift from when she’d been the worst gossip in the county. She never got what she’d heard wrong
She’s the kind of woman who would eat her young.
My Review:
Two women had disappeared from a small rural community with one overlapping similarity recounted by witnesses. Many chapters later we discover many more overlapping issues for these two well-constructed mysteries that had confounded the authorities and crossed three state lines. I was confounded by the knowledge that this talented author has written thirteen different series for a total of two-hundred-thirty books, and this is just my second time to stumble upon one of her intriguing tales. For shame, I have been remiss. Ms. Daniels is a gifted storyteller and weaves an engaging and entertaining tale with suspense, humor, quirky yet knowable characters, and colorfully described and vividly detailed visuals. The story was well-crafted and deviously plotted with twists and turns and blind alleys to keep us hapless readers on our toes as well as humble. I will certainly be humbly watching her listings from now on.
Dad was stepping into dangerous territory, that place they never ventured, where emotions and truth and memories all went to hide.
Jem Favorite Quotes:
Dad was stepping into dangerous territory, that place they never ventured, where emotions and truth and memories all went to hide.
Jem found me a half hour after the party ended in Mom and Dad’s bathroom. He said it was like a scene from The Exorcist. Only I wasn’t decorating the place in pea soup. Every surface—even the ceiling—was painted with fruit punch. I swear to God, to this day, I still don’t know how I managed to get sick on the ceiling.
We’re brothers. Ass kicking is in the Terms of Service thing we signed at birth.
My Review:
I am late to the party again as I see there was an entire series that preceded this one. Sigh, I’m always a step or two behind but my interest has been piqued and while I didn’t need the prior experience to understand this story I would enjoy going backward to read up on all the shenanigans and characters mentioned. The storyline was a well-balanced mixture of small-town family drama and sensual romance with side orders of humor and angst. The storyline was interesting and engaging while the romance alternated between heart-squeezing and erotic – my oh my, this couple could singe your eyebrows off. ...more
She was as pretty as a college cheerleader, but with a maturity in her gaze that told him she probably wouldn’t appreciatMy Rating:
3.5
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She was as pretty as a college cheerleader, but with a maturity in her gaze that told him she probably wouldn’t appreciate the comparison.
Nate had been completely whipped by his sister, and even though he’d personally stopped believing in love, he knew his sister and Nate had the real thing going on. And if Nate ever let her down, he’d forget they’d been best friends since pre-K and beat the shit out of him.
…now she knew why she was supposed to hold that part of herself back, why she should never have let herself fall so hard for Sam. He’d wanted her for a good time, not a long time…
“Man, what happened to the bachelors, huh?” “Hey, it’s when we both start driving minivans that we have to worry,”
My Review:
This was a slowly developing story and while I enjoyed the premise, the high level of angst and slow progression of the narrative caused the story to lag and feel somewhat tiresome to get through. The positive periods in the storyline appeared all too brief and fleeting, although I greatly enjoyed their relaxed and happy periods, steamy affair, amusing humor, and the gentle and thoughtful use of the depicted rehabilitative horse therapies. ...more
My ex, Geoffrey, was smart, nice, kind, and great on paper. Zero zings. Jesse and I don’t line up on paper, yet we work.” “Zings?” I aFavorite Quotes:
My ex, Geoffrey, was smart, nice, kind, and great on paper. Zero zings. Jesse and I don’t line up on paper, yet we work.” “Zings?” I ask. “All of them.” She stares into space with a soft, dreamy expression on her face. “And those laser noises. Pew pew pew. In my pants.”
“I might have a thing for chaps.” I tilt my head in the direction of a row of cowboys standing on the metal fence near the bulls. “It’s a gift that keeps on giving. Front, back, and sides.”
I feel like I’ve found out Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy are all real. And everyone’s been keeping it a secret from me.
A spark of city girl panic over being out in the wilds of the unpaved world grows in the middle of my chest, pressing against my lungs… I probably shouldn’t have dropped out of Girl Scouts after the Great Cookie Debacle of third grade when I ate over half the boxes of Thin Mints I’d sold. To other people.
Buzz. Cowboy’s name is Buzz. Seems appropriate because he’s been the object of my own personal buzz sessions with my new BOB, a breakup gift from Mae.
Freaky circus sex. Come on, you’ve never thought about this before? I bet the clowns are kinky. Then you have the lion tamers with their bossy ways and whips. All those bendy acrobats and trapeze artists? And of course, the sideshow freaks. You know they’re into more than swallowing fire and swords.
I unlatch the doors on the crates while giving both dogs a little pep talk. “Don’t lick his face. Or sniff his crotch. No trying to hump his leg.” I could give myself the same speech.
My Review:
I adore this author, this is the second book of hers I’ve read and I love her clever wit, gifted word-craft, comedic flair, and vibrant and endearing characters. Zoe and Justin were a sweet and lovable couple and I vastly enjoyed their insightful and amusing inner musings, banter, and gentle playfulness. I was as drawn to them as they were to each other. Wild For You was the third book in the Love With Altitude series, yet I never felt lost or confused, although I would love to read the previous installments as well as all of Daisy Prescott’s previous and future books. I felt fangirl flames shooting from my Kindle as I read. ...more
He had a good smile. The kind that made a girl feel like he was letting her in on some sort of secret.
We’ll hit Duke’s anMy Rating:
4.5
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He had a good smile. The kind that made a girl feel like he was letting her in on some sort of secret.
We’ll hit Duke’s and let guys buy us drinks until you’re ready to be an orgasm donor.”
I hate going to the meet market, which is why I shop for my arm candy online.”
‘Do I want to go in your barn and see your snake?’ She gave a quick laugh and then pulled a serious face. ‘I mentioned how I break noses, right?’
We’re supposed to hide our crazy when we’re in town.
My Review:
Not My First Rodeo was an extremely clever title for an entertaining and clever premise. It was also the name of a dating website for previously married cowboys and ranchers and a site that was used by the characters in all three novellas. Each novella featured wounded and endearing characters attempting to return or survive in the dating pool, whether they were testing the water on their own or were thrown into the deep end by family members. Each tale was engaging, relevant, well developed, steamy to sizzling in sensuality, and observantly and insightfully detailed. I particularly enjoyed the devilish wit and snarky humor of Jenna Bayley-Burke’s Anything For a Cowboy. Her delightful work was a new discovery for me, and an experience I’d like to repeat. ...more
Finding Amy mottled with bruises and bleeding on the dirt floor of the barn—courtesy of her ex-husband, who Nakos referreMy Rating:
4.5
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Finding Amy mottled with bruises and bleeding on the dirt floor of the barn—courtesy of her ex-husband, who Nakos referred to as the Antichrist—had reset some kind of circuit in his brain.
He was so over tonight it was tomorrow already.
Cursing his internal alarm clock, Nakos padded down the hallway before the buttcrack of dawn, his sole focus to get coffee. Lots of coffee. Until his blood type was Folgers.
Why can’t you answer one question without turning it into a root canal?
If it takes me until we’re eighty and in side-by-side rocking chairs, I’m going to wear you down.
Or I could just kill him. Nakos told me once he knew where to hide a body so it’ll never be found. Of course, he was threatening me at the time.
My Review:
Intense subject matter and relevant, and angsty storylines define this series of small-town contemporary cowboy dramas. Each character presents an interesting and unique dynamic with frightful histories that not only squeeze the heart but would also break the spirit of most, yet she was the queen of feisty one-liners. There were times I felt extremely frustrated with the character of Amy who was deeply wounded yet miraculously not completely broken, just infuriating, although she hid her emotional pain in her flippancy. I adored the kind and decent character of Nakos, although his indecision and inertia were a bit annoying at times, enough to make me want to give him a kick in the pants to get him moving. Thankfully, both characters had the watchful eye of thoughtful counsel of Nate to provide them insight and distribute those greatly needed nudges. Ms. Moran delivered a poignant and emotive storyline that also sizzled and snapped when the characters finally united forces.
There was a cowboy lying on the bar of the Longhorn Saloon… A drunk who wore faded jeans, an unbuttoned denim shirt and sMy Rating:
4.5
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There was a cowboy lying on the bar of the Longhorn Saloon… A drunk who wore faded jeans, an unbuttoned denim shirt and scuff-toed cowboy boots, and had a pair of red lace panties partially covering his face. His last moments of consciousness had probably been exciting, to say the least.
Post-cancer awareness. I realized life’s too short not to do what you want to do. I don’t want to be Bennie’s girl. I don’t want to by anybody’s girl… I want to be somebody’s woman…
‘Is that the stripper?’ Ida asked, her mouth pinched so tight that is sort of resembled a cat’s butt. Best not mention that comparison, though, to Ida.
My Review:
One Good Cowboy was a quick, amusing, and steamy little read that kept me pleasantly engaged, entertained, and smirking. Poor Evie, no one was listening to her or taking her seriously, it was as if the kidney c-a-n-c-e-r she had recovered from had taken off with her brain cells as her family and most of her friends stop listening to her words and wanted to determine her future for her. Although, why they settled on the loser they had picked out for her was questionable to me, thankfully Evie had better sense than her parents. Evie had essentially given up trying to be heard, so instead, she decided action was better, so glad she finally took her shot. ...more
… her eyes narrowed, and she jerked on her clothes as if she’d declared war on them.
Ian Busby. He was in his early twenties, as skinnyFavorite Quotes:
… her eyes narrowed, and she jerked on her clothes as if she’d declared war on them.
Ian Busby. He was in his early twenties, as skinny as a zipper, and his pinched, flushed face reminded her of a rooster. He also had horny written all over him. Literally. Well, it was printed on his T-shirt, anyway. Me So Horny was emblazoned above a picture of a rhino… The Busby brothers’ claims to fame were cow-tipping, peeing on electric fences and wearing T-shirts with horny written on them.
When it came to her mother, most people wanted to be anywhere else. Vita was the ultimate person repellant… Vita wasn’t your ordinary mother. Nope. She had her freaky flag flying with her Bohemian clothes — a long brown shirt, peasant blouse and dozens of cheap bead necklaces and bracelets. When she walked, she sounded like a chained Jacob Marley from A Christmas Carol.
It’s a rubber, and it’ll stop you from getting knocked up. You put it on the man’s secret place when he’s decided not to keep it secret from you any longer.”
The moment he stepped into the house at the ranch, he felt as if he’d gotten sucked into a circle of hell that Dante had forgotten to mention.
My Review:
Delores Fossen tells clever and funny stories about cowboys, and she throws in some family drama, sexy love scenes, and a few intriguing mysteries to solve along the way. Her writing has never failed to leave me with a smirk and a book hangover as they are so sharply amusing and entertaining, I find them hard to put down. Her characters are quirky, flawed, and simultaneously obnoxious and endearing. I adore her colorful descriptions, highly amusing visuals, and ironic humor and doubt I could ever tire of her crafty tales. ...more
If Beatrice’s eyes narrowed any further, she wouldn’t have been able to see.
My Review:
Holden was fast-paced and action packed with an eFavorite Quote:
If Beatrice’s eyes narrowed any further, she wouldn’t have been able to see.
My Review:
Holden was fast-paced and action packed with an eventful storyline featuring a multi-layered and cleverly twisted multi-million dollar scheme involving a skeezy fertility clinic, henchmen, local lawmen, the FBI, a senator, a gold digger trophy wife, probable police corruption, kidnappings, murders, blackmail, ransom, explosions, and several shoot-outs. All that and a rekindled romance occurring amidst and between explosions. ...more
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