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First published January 1, 2013
Oh, and did I mention she has just enough naivete and sweetness to round out to be the total package?!! Now Adam... He was one possessive Alpha wolf living on the edge! He tries so hard to contain the beast within, but when Jenna comes on the scene, his control is tested to its limits! And boy was it fun to watch these two! Add in some hellaciously hilarious Were-Tigers, a crazy ass protective Demon mama, One seriously wacked out but funny as hell Russian Grandma, plus the plethora of other awesome supporting characters, an intriguing story line, not to mention a whole different take on the Supernatural world and we have a really great book! I could not put it down! My poor house was completely neglected because I simply had to know what was gonna happen next! I'm so pleased that while the plot was not completely resolved, as I'm sure it'll be a multi-book story arc, this book wasn't left with a cliffhanger. It did leave me wanting the next one
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but the story between Jenna and Adam was resolved. Jesse Lane definitely has a new fan and I really really cannot wait for book 2!!! :DAs much as her brain tells her that pushing him away is exactly what she should do, the rest of her body isn’t getting the message. No, her traitorous body is craving the same kind of explosive sex that the song is still droning on about in the background. Adam’s warm breath fans her face as he leans over until their lips are just skimming the others.
He growls. “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw you pointing that gun at me.”
Sweaty gym socks. That’s what the inside of the Wilmington Police Department’s SWAT van smelled like which, in a word, is… nasty. Tamping down on the overwhelming urge to reach over and grab the offending socks, so that she could shove them down the owner’s mouth before giving him a stern warning to wash them, was downright hard. However, somehow Jenna O’Conner managed to keep herself in check because overpowering a two hundred plus gym jock when you were a woman of only five feet four inches, who looked as if you might weigh a hundred and thirty pounds soaking wet, would be hard to explain. So, sometimes it seriously sucked to be her.