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Romancing-the-Billionaire-200x300The New Billionaire Boys Club novel by the New York Times bestselling author.

The Billionaire Boys Club is a secret society. Six men of astonishing wealth. But there’s one thing money can’t buy. When it comes to love, success doesn’t come so easily…

Jonathan Lyons. Playboy, billionaire, and adventurer, he lives life on the edge. When he hears that his mentor, Dr. Phineas DeWitt, had a secret journal that leads to a legendary artifact, Jonathan takes action. It stirs his blood, but it comes with a heady challenge: DeWitt’s daughter Violet. She has what Jonathan needs. And she’s not giving it up it to the man who broke her heart.

Violet is Jonathan’s weakness—he’s still in love despite their volatile breakup a decade ago. But Violet’s memories have a sharper edge. She’s never forgiven him for abandoning her. Or so she thought. When Jonathan’s attentions turn seductive, she’s in danger of falling for him all over again. And she can’t help but wonder…does he really want her, or just what she’s hiding?

 

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First I must say thank you to Bree and TV tropes. Without Bree this post would have been titled The Kinda Sorta Bad Guy With The Soft Underbelly. The current title is so much better 😀

Many of my favorite books have fantastic ensemble casts and not just throw-away secondary characters that are only there to prop up the protagonist. And my favorite type of character in that ensemble is the Even Evil Has Loved Ones. These are not good guys. Not even close. Some of their actions are nothing short of evil. But they have a soft spot, a vulnerability. And we as readers only get to see that vulnerability when it comes to that one special person.

My favorite non-protagonist character right now is Theo from Lauren Dane’s Rowan Summerwaite series. He is The First, a centuries-old vampire, the leader of the Vampire Nation, and is, at times, bat-shit crazy. Even at his most sane, the choices he goddesswithablademakes are cold, violent, and what many would consider horrible. And he is Rowan’s foster father. He has raised her since she was an infant and she is the daughter of his heart. Yet some of his treatment toward her during childhood is beyond a doubt horrendous. But as this series progresses we see the love he has for Rowan. He is softer with her, more human, though she still has to be careful when dealing with this ancient being.

Without giving spoilers, I can only say we see why Rowan had the childhood she did with Theo. It wasn’t evilness or madness. It was done with Rowan’s best interests at heart. It was still horrible, it doesn’t change Rowan’s nightmares, but that glimpse into this complex character is wonderful. Regardless of his past actions, and current actions with others, Theo’s love for Rowan is true. And it leaves her with a very real terror of what will happen to the world should something happen to her. Her love is the only leash for a being that could drown the world in blood.

Another author who excels at writing the Even Evil Has Loved Ones characters is Nalini Singh. SlavetoSensationWhen we first met Nikita Duncan in Slave to Sensation, she was a stone-cold killer with no conscience. Whatever kept Nikita at the top was all that mattered and anything or anyone that got in her way was disposable. Or so it seemed. The more we see of Nikita, the more we realize she has layers and somewhere in that icy heart is a soft spot for her only child. She’s still a bitch. She may still do horrible things but she will defend that soft spot with a viciousness that is frightening.

Singh’s The Ghost (trying to avoid spoilers!) is a character that kisses the line between Even Evil Has Loved Ones and the Anti-Hero. Like the previously mentioned characters, he’s done some bad, bad things. And he did them without remorse. Unlike the previous characters, he has found his HEA and that heroine, and only that heroine, pushed him out of the “evil” category into the anti-hero one. His actions are no longer dictated by what’s best for him but what’s best for his lady.

These are the characters I love. Their complexity draws me in and keeps me fully engaged. I want to hate them, I should hate them and fear what they will do to the fictional world I’m visiting, but they add so much to that world. And I want to read more of them.

What about you? Do you enjoy these type of characters? And can you recommend any books with them? I can’t recall finding any outside of paranormal romance or urban fantasy but I would love to read them

 

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TheInkMeTourBanner02Hello, and thanks so much to the RR@H Novel Thoughts & Book Talk team for hosting me today! My name is Sidney Bristol, and I’m on a one-woman tourapalooza through the internet.

You see, I’m celebrating the release of my second So Inked book, The Harder He Falls. The So Inked series follows a shop of female tattoo artists as they ink customers, engage in daring sexual encounters and generally get into mischief, trouble and end up in love. Since the heroine of The Harder He Falls specializes in Asian tattoos, specifically the Japanese style and tradition, I’ve been chatting up all sorts of traditional tattoo elements and the history that has created a very unique tattoo culture surrounding the style.

InkedLogoOne of the most fascinating things about the Japanese tattoos is the variety of meanings an image or element can have based on small alterations. Placement, a limb lifted or lowered, the colors. Each part increases the layer of meaning.

A popular tattoo element, which I love, is the lotus. I even have a lotus as part of a bigger tattoo, though it’s not Asian in design. I remember the time I lived in Thailand, how you could find lotus blooms everywhere. They were a popular gift and item you could buy on street corners to offer at shrines. As a result, a lot of the flower’s meaning can be derived from the Buddhist traditions and can often be found growing in temple ponds.

The very lifecycle of the lotus is what makes it such a popular symbol. You see, the flower starts as a tiny bud on the bottom of a pond, lake or slow moving river. It’s roots are down in the silt, muck and mire, so the bloom actually has to push its way up through all the gross stuff that collects on the bottom of a pond. It strains, reaching toward the surface until it finally breaks free, where it unfurls its petals and becomes a beautiful flower.

The struggle of the lotus flower to reach the surface is often likened to humans striving to overcome something. Many times, people who have overcome something difficult or beaten an illness will get a lotus flower tattoo to symbolize this journey and success.

In traditional Japanese tattoos the lotus will often appear with peony flowers. Artists have created complex, beautiful designs of just these two flowers. Together, the lotus symbolizes the struggle or overcoming of something difficult, while the peony stands for good fortune and prosperity. The combined meanings represent an enriched life.

Another popular combination is the lotus and koi fish. Often, these two can be found together in shrine pools, a living display of the transformative powers in life. The koi and lotus both hold deep meaning and lessons about the ability to overcome and achieve something greater. There’s an old legend about the koi fish who swam up the Yellow River, jumped up the great, last waterfall and passed through the Dragon Gate where the gods turned the koi into a golden dragon.

The lotus symbolizes overcoming something and striving for something more. If you were to get a lotus tattoo, what significance would it hold for you?

Sidney Bristol 03It can never be said that Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life.  She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents. Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she loves, writing, reading and belly dancing.

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A woman who doesn’t have time for love…

A hot night full of hotel-destroying sex was all Kellie wanted from her client-turned-sex god. Between family and work, there isn’t room for love, just hot, sweaty lust. An arrangement for mutual gratification is exactly what Kellie wants, but every kiss, each mind-blowing orgasm twines her heart around a man she cannot have.

A man building a new life…

Quinton’s assumptions about the So Inked shop owner are turned on their head after one session under her tattoo machine. Kellie’s not the vandal he’s looking for, but she’s the woman he wants. In his bed, on the desk or under the stars, he’ll take her any way he can get her. But Quin has secrets and someone is out to destroy him. Someone who has their sights set on Kellie now.

Excerpt

theharderhefalls_msrKellie  shifted on the wooden bench, still restless. The evening breeze was cooler than normal thanks to a cold front blowing in. It was ridiculous that dropping into the nineties was considered a cool spell, but in the height of Texas summer, you took what you got. She swept her hair up into a knot and tipped her head back. The slight dampness of her skin, courtesy of the ever-present humidity, was a small price to pay for being able to sit outside. She’d shed the formfitting dress for jeans and a tank top and felt more like herself for it.

“How hot does it get here?” Quin plunked down their dinner and sat on his side of the picnic table. Behind him the food truck was starting to pack up.

“Can’t handle the heat?” It was too much to ask that the man be able to cope with everything. He’d sat through the tattoo yesterday without complaint, being a heat weenie wasn’t terrible.

His brilliant blue eyes stood out in the dim illumination of the parking lot light. “When you have A/C, why should you?”

“You do realize that it’s going to get at least ten degrees hotter and stay there, don’t you?” She unwrapped the tacos and inhaled the spicy aroma of peppers and onions mixed with tender beef.

Quin made a show of wiping his forehead with a napkin. “I’m going to melt.”

“Why the hell are you still here then?”

He hefted his burrito and wrapped the tortilla tighter. “Family.”

She nodded, understanding that reason above all others.

They descended into companionable silence while they ate. The garbled sounds of a Tejano station melded with the distant sounds of Highway 75 and the light street traffic up and down Greenville Avenue.

“What are you so wound up about, doll?”

Her head snapped around. Quin watched her with one brow arched.

“What?” she asked.

“Your knees are bouncing and you keep looking around. Are you expecting someone I don’t know about?” He glanced over each shoulder.

The bubble of anger swelling in her breast burst. It wasn’t Quin’s fault she was suffering from a case of bitchitis.

Instead of snapping at him, she put her taco down and massaged her temples. “No, I’m just sitting on too much energy and not enough time to expend it.”

“Ah.” He nodded as if he understood. “We used to call that the fight or fuck stage.”

It was her turn to quirk a brow at him. She shivered despite the heat. He had a point; one or the other would help. “Fight or fuck stage? What did you used to do?”

“First I was in the Marines, then I used to fight MMA, semipro.”

Her eyebrows crept upward. Mixed martial arts? She saw Quin in a whole new light, and when she looked at him in this proverbial light, he looked damn good. Fighters came with their own set of issues, but as an MMA hobbyist herself, Kellie had to admit that her bad boy draw was sitting across from her. Growing up around the gym meant she’d become more than competent in a few martial art forms. As an adult, branching out into the grappling, wrestling and more violent aspects had given her a much needed outlet.

Kellie grabbed her drink, the cup covered in condensation, and gulped it down to get moisture back in her dry mouth.

“Why’d you stop?”

“I got hurt. Fractured a few vertebrae. Everyone was amazed I could walk after that. Realized there was little to no chance of me coming back from the injury, so I switched over to training. I like it.”

“Do you train around here?” An invisible fist clenched her heart. There had been a time when she would have known the different gyms, who trained where, which ones were worth going to and so forth.

Quin didn’t answer immediately. He chewed his food without haste and took a drink before replying. “I’m transitioning locations. Parting with someone. It’s a little messy.”

Her nose wrinkled. “Yeah, I’ve been there. I’m lucky to have Mary as my co-owner. The guy I worked with before her was a man-child.”

He snorted. “Man-child?”

“Yeah, you know. Frat boy types.”

He tilted his head back and laughed. “That’s a good one, doll. Man-child. I’ll have to remember that.”

The pet name slid over her nerves as if it were sandpaper. “Do you have to call me that?”

“What?” He blinked as if he had no clue what she was talking about.

“Lay off the doll crap already.”

He shrugged. “You look like a doll.”

Her scalp itched and her hand balled into a fist. “You think I look like a whore?” she growled. Moments like these she felt as if she were a passenger in her own body. The urge to do something, or even the man across from her, had her muscles too tense and her nerves strung too tight.

Quin jerked his face away from his cup. “What? No. That’s not what I meant. You’re attractive and exotic-looking. You look more like a doll than a real person.”

Heat crawled up her neck and she was thankful the parking light was their only illumination. It was the most convoluted compliment anyone had ever paid her, and it turned her on even more. She folded her taco wrapper into a neat square.

“You realize the term china doll is what men called Asian prostitutes and war brides?”

“The fuck—no. No, that’s definitely not what I meant. Hey, guys probably hit on you all the time. I figured I had to be a little creative.”

She rolled her eyes. “At least you don’t talk to my boobs.”

His gaze dipped to her chest and her nipples perked up at his inspection. She squeezed her thighs together. This was ridiculous. She was not an animal in heat ready to throw herself at some random guy.

“Well, in their defense, most guys probably only come up to your chest, so it’s not entirely their fault.” One side of his mouth kicked up in a roguish smile.

She chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, blame it on me because I’m tall.”

“It’s not your fault you’re tall. It’s their fault they’re short.”

Her phone buzzed against her hip. Conversation forgotten, Kellie dug it out of her pocket and unlocked the screen. The home-care provider always texted her when Grandma finally went to bed. She breathed a sigh of relief when nothing else was mentioned, which meant the day had passed without incident. She had all night before she would need to go home and face those troubles. For now she was her own woman.

“Everything okay?”

She glanced up from the phone. “Yeah.”

“Good.”

“So you moved here for family. Wife? Girlfriend?”

“None of the above.”

He was unattached and available. She went very still, the possibilities running through her head.

Quin cleared his throat. “My schedule right now doesn’t lend itself to dating.”

Even better. She laid her palms on the rough wooden surface of the table. “Neither does mine.”

His stillness echoed hers. A predatory awareness came over him, but she wasn’t prey. “That’s a shame.”

She looked him over, even as he did the same. He wouldn’t be the first client she slept with, she wasn’t a saint. But neither did she know him.

“Excuse me.” The food truck cook had walked up on them without either noticing. “I need to load the table, sorry.” He smiled and wiped his hands on the dirty apron.

Kellie swiped the napkin across her face. Had she really inhaled the burrito? Judging by the sad remnants left, yes she had.

“That’s fine. Thanks for the food.”

She rose, gathered up her trash and tossed it in a recycling bin, then leaned against the front of Quin’s truck, out of the way while Quin lent a hand to their cook and helped load the table. Too many thoughts spun around in her head, she needed a minute to get her head screwed on straight, but she wasted those watching Quin’s arms and the way his t-shirt stretched across his back. She pretended she hadn’t been staring when he headed for her, perching her elbows on the hood  and leaning back. The truck’s grille pressed into her back but with her elbows perched on the edge, it thrust her breasts out. As if she needed to draw any more attention to them.

Quin’s gaze roved freely over her body and she could already anticipate his strong touch. He would be an energetic lover, but would he be gentle? Or rough? Did he always have to stay in control? Because sometimes she liked to put a man through his paces.

“I can’t tell what you’re thinking and I’m dying to know.” He stopped less than a foot away.

She smiled slowly, already having a pretty good idea what his answer to her question would be. “I was wondering if you would like to get a room?”

 

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Ash, Jace, and Gabe: three of the wealthiest, most powerful men in the country. They’re accustomed to getting anything they want. Anything at all. For Ash, it’s the woman who changes everything he’s ever known about dominance and desire…

When it comes to sex, Ash McIntyre has always explored his wilder side—extreme and uncompromising. He demands control. And he prefers women who want it like that. Even the women he’s shared with his best friend, Jace.

But Jace is involved with a woman he has no intention of sharing. And now even Gabe has settled into a relationship with a woman who gives him everything he needs, leaving Ash feeling restless and unfulfilled.

Then Ash meets Josie, who seems immune to his charms and his wealth. Intrigued, he begins a relentless pursuit, determined she won’t be the one who got away. He never imagined the one woman to tell him no would be the only woman who’d ever drive him to the edge of desire.

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We have ten print copies and 10 digital copies (gifted from Amazon or B&N)  of Burn by Maya Banks to give away! For a chance to win one, just leave a comment telling us which format you prefer. The winners will be drawn on Thursday afternoon. Please make sure your email address is correct when you comment. If we can’t get in touch with you, you will forfeit your prize.

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One of the things I enjoy so much about writing is building relationships. Seeing real friendships grow between people, hearing the banter between siblings. Personally, I love the chances I get to be with others in real life, and maybe it’s for that reason the moments of chatter between characters make me feel like they’re real.

 

Even when one or more of them are shifters.

 

Like this scene from SILVER MINE, where reunited sisters are hanging out at the local July 1st picnic

 

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Shelley squeezed Caroline’s shoulder, waiting until her sister looked up. “Let’s make a deal. Tonight we don’t try to discuss any of the million things we need to discuss, and we stick to the fun things. Like…people watching.”

Caroline’s smile was spontaneous. “Who Would You Do?”

“Oh no…” Shelley laughed. “You aren’t going to make me play that again.”

Her sister’s grin got bigger. “It’s safe. I promise I won’t tell anyone. Unless you want to guess boxers versus briefs. That’s always entertaining, and a totally harmless way to get some kicks.”

“Until you dare me to go ask them what they’re actually wearing, it’s safe. At that point the danger levels become a little iffier.”

Shelley looked into the slowly gathering crowd. Checked out the guys. It was a teenager’s game, and she wasn’t a teen anymore. She’d learned a lot about her sexuality while in the lower latitudes getting her veterinary training. Wolves liked sex, and she hadn’t denied herself in that area. In many ways, it had been easier when there weren’t all kinds of questions and expectations involved with the sex.

And humans far out-numbered shifters in the south. Not like here where she figured a third of the population of the Yukon had shifter blood—whether they knew it or not.

Caroline pointed toward the street. “I’ll go first, even though it’s far tougher for me to actually find someone. I mean, I know a lot of them and adding in their personalities makes me go ick. See the man by the bike rack locking up the bike? Nom nom. He’s easy on the eyes.”

Dark-haired, obviously muscular. Shelley snorted. “You haven’t changed your type at all. I could have picked him for you.”

Caroline actually blushed. “Yeah, yeah. Now your turn. If you were going to get naked and sweaty with someone, you would pick…?”

Shelley twisted slowly, checking all the men. Some of the guys with partners, some alone. Some tall, some short, many muscular like Caroline’s stereotypical lust. The night was warm enough there was a lot of skin showing. Shorts, muscle shirts. Even a few groups of guys swaggering as they did a Venice Beach imitation and pumped out pushups and flexed in that “look at me” and yet casual kind of way.

Nobody caught her eye. Maybe they were all too blatant. She’d had enough of wolf posturing over the years. And while she liked a guy in shape, she didn’t need the nearly grotesque musculature of some of the pimped-out, pretty boys—

Oh my. Her gaze stuttered to a stop. He wasn’t typical. His hair was short and blond, nearly white it was so light. Unlike the posers, he was fully clothed, sturdy but lightweight cotton slacks covering his long legs, a button shirt with slightly worn patches on the elbows. Tall. Lean. A light shadow on his chin and cheeks not quite covering paler skin—as if he’d shaved recently for the first time in a while. The whole kinda, but not, scruffy thing totally did it for her.

Caroline turned to follow her gaze, frowning slightly. “I don’t know him.”

“As if you could know everyone in town.” Shelley’s mouth was actually watering. Okay, him not being a Whitehorse local was better than she had anticipated. Complications of dealing with pack aside, she wasn’t looking for a relationship.

But the drool factor on the man was seriously high.

“Okay. You have a winner. And yeah, your type has changed since you’ve been gone,” Caroline teased. “I thought you were going to marry a dark-haired prince and live in a castle.”

“Oh, sheesh, when I was eight. You were going to travel around the world. When’s that happening?”

Caroline shrugged. “Priorities change. I like it here in Whitehorse. I wanted to stay, and…I know you don’t want to talk about pack tonight, and that’s fine, but I have to mention again things have improved. The current leadership team is great. You will not have the troubles you had before. I guarantee it.”

Shelley felt that strange sensation repeat—the one that meant Caroline was both telling the truth and keeping something from her. “Thanks. And we’ll talk more tomorrow.”

She snuck another glance at the man as he strolled toward the paddlewheeler, his gaze taking in everything around him. He seemed to be avoiding the crowds, clinging to the perimeter of the park. Even the way he moved made her heart race. He had a confident gait, yet somewhat like she’d seen in the wild animals she’d worked with. Nothing tame about him. Maybe he was an explorer, or from some South American country.

She wanted to go and ask him, and even that urge made her nervous. This was supposed to be a game, a teasing way to find out things about your friends.

But at that moment the idea of doing the silver stranger sounded very pleasant indeed.

 

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Silver Mine
Takhini Wolves, Book 2

If a tree falls in the forest, duck…

Life in isolation is the safest place for Chase Johnson, a crossbreed who doesn’t know which form he’ll assume next—cougar or wolf. Once a year, his unelected position as spokesman for the Yukon outcasts forces him to visit civilization. This time he runs across someone unexpected. She’s not his mate, but she pushes all the right buttons.

It’s taken years for Shelley Bradley to gather the courage to return to her home pack. In spite of being the lowest of the low—a shifter who can’t shift—she’s determined to make a place for herself as the Whitehorse locals’ new vet-slash-doctor.

There’s definite electricity between her and Chase, but sex with fellow shifters and the inherent mind games got old a long time ago. Ignoring him seems best. When he shows up at her office with a wound that won’t heal, she’s stuck—yet drawn to solve this medical mystery.

As they journey deep into outcast territory in search of answers, their powerful sexual attraction crumbles her resistance. But time is of the essence. If a cure can’t be found before his human and cougar succumb to his injury, he—and others like him—will die.

Warning: Contains a silver-tongued, hairy-chested, lean-muscled Alpha who’s got what it takes to lead in the wilderness and in the bedroom. Yeah, I know…not really much of a deterrent, is it? Throw in continuing territorial wars and a domestic cat. Stir and enjoy the chaos.

 

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The Digital First Read-a-Thon excerpts and giveaways will run throughout the month of July.

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Once again, Novel Thoughts will be participating in the Digital-First Read-a-Thon, organized by the wonderful ladies at Book Binge.

 

From Book Binge:

Last year we took the month of June to spotlights books that are published in digital first. We feel there are a lot of hidden gems in the digital-first market that don’t get they love they deserve, which is why we created the event.

We plan to bring the DFRAT back for a second year. Due to scheduling conflicts, this year we’re moving the event to July. We are once again partnering with RR@H Novel Thoughts, The Book Reading Gals and Tracy’s Place.

July 1, we’ll be kicking off our Digital First Read-a-Thon. The idea is to promote digital first publishing by reading as many books published in digital first as possible during the month.

Authors: We’re looking for digital authors who are looking to promote an upcoming release, share an excerpt or who might be willing to offer prizes (swag, ebooks, etc) for the event.

Digital Publishers: We’re looking for a catalog of Spring and Summer releases from all digital publishing houses that we can share with the participants of the event.

Bloggers: If you’re interested in helping us promote the event, or if you’d like to participate, let me know. The more people who get involved, the better.

Readers: We hope you think about joining. This is a great opportunity to try out digital reading for the first time, discover new authors, or revisit some of your old favorites.

Please email me at dfrat @ thebookbinge.com (no spaces)  if you’re interested in participating in some way.

We’re really looking forward to taking the month to spotlight some fresh new digital content. We hope you’ll join us!

 

 

 

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I’ve had a semi-obsession with politics in paranormal romances for years and lately I’ve wanted them more and more. Ironically enough, I hate real life politics but give me a shifter fighting to save his species and I’m all over it.  Usually when I’m recommending books, I talk about the main characters. This heroine is great because she did this. And this hero was so hot. Not so with these. I love the main characters but what keeps me coming back is the world building and plots that have been built layer by layer. The ones that stay with me long after I read the last page.

Me and paranormal politics

My feelings on paranormal politics

 

CrossroadsI have a few I’m addicted to. The ones that I’ll stay up all night reading as soon as I get my hands on them. One of those is the Southern Arcana series by Moira Rogers. The werewolf rulers aren’t doing the job of keeping their followers safe. And many of those followers no longer want to follow their archaic rules. It falls on a group of outcasts in New Orleans to organize, make a difference, and change their world for the better. My review for Crossroads, book 2, can be found here.

Another is the Bound by Magick series by Lauren Dane. These are set in the same world as her Cascadia Wolves and de La Vega Cats but with a new set of characters. This series is focused more on the witch Clans and an evil that changes their world forever. Shifters, witches, and vampires are outed in a scared human population and war seems inevitable. Dane takes us from Oregon, to California, to Capitol Hill as the Others fight for their right to simply exist. My review for Chaos Burning, book 2, is here.

Untitled-6One of the things I’ve noticed in the political PNRs that I love is that the politics aren’t usually introduced in book 1. Book 1 is where we learn about the world and where we become emotionally invested in it. This is the courtship phase. I’m being drawn in. I may not be in love yet but I’m seriously in like and I want to see where this can take us. Then book 2 rolls out and BAM. Suddenly this world that I’ve become so invested in is shaken and it’s fate isn’t clear. The story isn’t just about the future of the hero and heroine, it’s about the future of the world and there’s no chance I’m walking away before I know everything. That’s why I linked to the reviews for book 2 in both the Rogers and Dane series. Those were the books that made my mouth drop open, have a “no, she did not go there!” moment and left me totally reeling, wondering where this series was going next. The angst! The drama! The suspense! All the things I love! Wheeee! I have no idea if it’s planned that way and I don’t care. It just works.

Even the Meredith Gentry series by Laurell K. Hamilton did that for me. I’ll be the first to admit that the series jumped the shark many books ago but I will continue to hang on to the possibly bitter end all because of the politics. I HAVE to know what happens.

That goes for all the series with this theme I’m addicted to. I need to know that the worlds I’ve grown to love are safe. Not just the main characters but those that have helped create the world. Will the werewolf princess ever be free to love? Is the witch baker going to be able to stay in business? Is that weird-ass giant tentacle creature that is the last of her kind going to fulfill her dream of being a mother? These are the questions that keep me coming back for more.

Do you have any recommendations for me? I’m all caught up on my current politics in paranormal series and I need more!

 

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