I was pleasantly surprised by this romantic suspense. Unlawful Contact has a story sucked me in almost immediately, and fed me a steady diet of yummy intrigue, danger, and sexiness. The mystery involves an investigative reporter and an escaped convicted killer/decorated Army vet/ex-DEA agent who team up to find his missing sister and uncover some shady drug dealings in the process.
Oh man. Exodus, the conclusion of The Ravenhood Duet, is every bit the dark and twisted rollercoaster it is billed to be. Full disclosure: dark romances are hit or miss for me. I connect with some more easily than others. This one left me feeling too raw, too mentally and emotionally exhausted — with not enough payoff.
I pulled an all-nighter reading Flock and my mind is reeling. I really wasn’t sure what to expect from the plot because the synopsis is frustratingly ambiguous. Now that I’m familiar with this very original story, I’m still trying to process what I read.
The conclusion of the Life Duet is every bit as riveting as I anticipated. The Life You Stole is twisted and dark on a totally different level than book one. I feel like I’ve been emotionally pummeled.
I’m still trying to wrap my brain around what I just read, but what I do know is that The Life That Mattered knocked my socks off. With painstaking execution, this entirely unique, consuming, passionate, and thought-provoking novel puts Jewel E. Ann’s literary sorcery on full display. Nice to see you again, Book Hangover.
Unloved serves up angst on a silver platter, which was perfect for me because I was in the mood for some heavy drama. This is not a warm and fuzzy story.
This trilogy started out quite strong so it’s a shame that I’ve enjoyed each book less and less. The struggle to finish The Empire was real. If it had been a standalone, I might have thrown in the towel but I invested too much time to quit.
I had forgotten just how well Jewel E. Ann writes suspenseful fiction. Jersey Six is mind-blowing, nail biting, deliciously complex, and intriguingly dark. I. Loved. It. That’s really saying something because I don’t typically go for dark stories.
The Princess begins mere seconds after the heart-pounding ending of The Bastard.
I was hooked on The Bastard from the first chapter with its fast pace and intense emotions. The story left me eager for more, despite some flaws that would normally have me giving the book a lower rating.
I have been in a romantic suspense mood lately, and Say You’re Sorry is a darned good one.
I don’t even know how to write this review. Because Verity? Well, that is some Grade A phenomenal whatthefuckery right there.