Controlled Asher didn't expect to fall for free-spirited Daniel, but they'll find what they desperately need in one another. Police captain Asher Penaz's staunch professionalism bleeds into his home life, down to his neatly pressed attire and Spartan apartment. He enjoys being in charge and in control, so his sudden and powerful attraction to the lighthearted, free-spirited Daniel Tover throws him for a loop. Daniel has never gotten what he needs, so he moves to the next place, the next job, the next attempt to find something worth staying for, always landing at the top of his game, but never feeling like he belongs.
If Daniel and Asher can walk through the flames together, they might find what they desperately need.
We are back in the Coletti Warlord universe with Sassing Saul. Annie has psychic powers and once the aliens arrive, she joins the militia. Saul is dealing with a daughter that’s found her mate too soon and finding his own. But Annie will not go into his arms quietly…
I am absolutely in love with Annie. I loved her hard exterior and sassy personality. Just because their mates doesn’t mean she’s going to fall head over heels for the alien general. Saul is a sexy mate and he’s trying to convince Annie they’re meant to be together while dealing with is daughters raging hormones. This has a lot of action, balanced nicely with humor (flock of birds! Lol.) and a few sexy scenes.
This is honestly one of my favorite books in this series. I had such a blast reading Sassing Saul!
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Annie used to believe in all that happily ever after crap, until the day she found out her Prince Charming husband was a conman with a wandering eye. On the same day she booted him to the curb, an alien fleet double-parked over Earth and life as she knew it ended. To survive she joined a militia unit and used her unique physic powers to fight off the alien invaders. She was so successful she earned the swell nickname of the Grim Reaper. Now she must fight for her own freedom because Saul Jones, a Coletti-hybrid warlord, has decided she’s his and he won’t stop until he possesses her.
General Saul Jones has his hands full. Not only is he a four-star Marine general, he’s also a Coletti warlord. To complicate matters, he’s the Coletti Overlord’s liaison to Earth and one of the patriarchs of “the” Jones clan. Raising his blood pressure even more is his teenage psychic daughter who has found her mate before she’s of legal age. Can you say raging hormones? Not to mention the headaches of dealing with all the interspecies head-butting and Central Command. He has a million and one things needing his attention and at long last he discovers the other half of his soul. Annie Russell aka the Grim Reaper. Instead of running into his arms, Annie’s running as far and fast as she can.
General Jones released us, and his helmet slid back. “Annie Russell you’ve got some ‘splaining to do.”
I felt the color drain from my face. “What do you mean?”
“You, my dear, are psychic and I know for a fact you’ve never registered.” General Jones relieved me of my laser rifle and placed it on his desk. “That is a breach of penal code 245.”
I eyed the General’s muscular frame. In hand-to-hand combat, I’d lose. Good thing I cheated. Before I could attack him, Casey stepped in front of me.
“For God’s sake, leave her alone. Please. She’s done her duty.”
Anger flared to life in the General’s eyes. “You knew Annie was psychic and didn’t reported her?”
“Uh, I’ve been kinda busy lately. You know bailing out of a flaming C130 cargo plane, fighting the Rodan and locating my mate.”
With pure iron in his voice, the General stated, “I’m docking your pay five hundred credits for violation of penal code 451.”
Casey let out a squawk of outrage. “What? That’s not fair.”
“Back off.” I pushed Casey to one side and went to toe-to-toe with her uncle. “Casey has nothing to do with this.”
“She’s required by law to report any psychic females to Central Command.”
“This isn’t Nazi Germany or is it?” I gave her uncle the Nazi’s palm out salute, barely missing his nose. “Sieg Heil!”
The muscles bunched in the General’s jaw. “That smart mouth isn’t amusing. Get your butt down to registration. Once you’ve filled out the proper paperwork and been chipped you will report back to me.”
“No,” I stated.
General Jones bared his rather awesome fangs. “No?”
“You hard of hearing old man? I am not getting chipped like some fucking animal and I don’t care how many laws the Overlord has enacted since he took over.”
“You will do as I say,” General Jones growled.
“Think you can make me old man?”
“Are you challenging me?” The General was all predator.
“Holy shit!” Casey grabbed my arm and dragged me away. “No. She’s not.”
I broke free and turned to face the General. “Yes, I am. I can take this old fart.”
“No, you can’t,” Casey assured me. “Provoking a warlord is a really bad idea. Believe me, it never ends well.”
“They call me the Reaper for a reason,” I retorted, never taking my eyes off her uncle.
General Jones laughed like it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. “The Reaper?”
“Doesn’t Zarek need you back at Old Tucson? Just think of all the Rodan that still need killing,” Casey said desperately.
We both ignored her.
“Reaper, as in when I leave a battle field nothing remains, but the dead,” I answered.
“Why haven’t I heard of you?”
“The dead tell no tales.”
“A nice little fairy tale. Apologize suitably and go to registration. If you don’t, I’m putting you over my knee and tanning your behind. You’ll also spend the next thirty days in lockup.”
Casey took one look at my furious expression and backed way. Women were so much smarter than men.
General Jones advanced on me.
Dropping my shields, I summoned a psychic stun grenade and hurled it at the General. I felt it slam against his very impressive shields.
The General staggered backward as the mental concussion blasted his inner ear. and swayed unsteadily.
Upping the wattage, I hurled another grenade and waited for it to knock him on his ass.
“I will find you,” the General gritted, before falling to the floor.
“Oh, my God!” Casey kneeled by her uncle and checked his pulse.
“Relax, he’s not dead. I just rattled his brain a bit,” I reassured her.
“How long before he wakes up?”
I shrugged. “Ten to fifteen minutes.” I swiped a new recruit’s security badge off his desk and quickly stuffed it in my pocket.
Casey jumped up, grabbed my hand and tugged me out of the room. “You need to get far, far away from here.”
“I have a place to go. I’ve been preparing for this ever since the Coletti came to our world and started taking psychic women.”
“Shhh. Don’t tell me anything. The Overlord seems to know everything I do.” Casey herded me down the hallway and into the women’s locker room. “Good thing everyone’s at Old Tucson or you would be toast.” She opened a locker and pulled out some sweat pants and an over-sized t-shirt. “Put these on, you’ll attract too much attention in the saloon girl getup.”
I quickly changed. “I can never thank you enough.”
“Don’t thank me. All I’m doing is giving you a head start. Just remember, Coletti warlords never, ever stop hunting their prey.” Casey peeped out into the hallway. “The coast is clear. I can get you off the base, but after that you’re on your own.”
“How much trouble are you going to be in?”
“Trouble? Me? Nah.” Casey sniggered before adding, “Don’t worry, Hothar will protect me.”
“From what?” Hothar inquired from behind us. We both shrieked and jumped about a foot.
“Geezus! Don’t sneak up on us like that,” Casey gasped.
A worried frown knitted my brow. Why hadn’t I sensed him?
“What am I protecting you from?”
Casey and I exchanged worried glances and in unison said, “The Rodan.”
Hothar frowned. “There are no Rodan on this base.”
“See Annie, nothing to worry about.”
I clasped my hands to my chest. “Silly me.”
We speed walked toward the exit.
“Where are you going?” Hothar easily kept pace with us.
“Annie needs to check on her grandmother,” Casey lied.
“Yes! My grandmother. She has a heart problem. It upsets her when the sirens go off,” I improvised.
“The sirens didn’t go off in Tucson,” Hothar said.
“Really?” A hysterical giggle broke from Casey. “Imagine that.”
Hothar stepped in front of us. “What is going on?”
“Nothing.” Casey climbed him, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed Hothar hungrily. She made a shooing gestured at me.
Not being a dummy, I hurried out the exit.
A terrifying battle cry startled a flock of pigeons, sending them airborne.
The chase was on.
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Casey is on the hunt for a traitor but he/she strikes first and she’s plunging from a plane when an idiot tries to save her. Hothar has found his mate and will do anything to protect her? Even as the bad guys mount …
I loved Casey! She’s fierce and badass and telekinetic. Hothar is a Coletti warrior and when he meets his mate, he has a hard time keeping his hands off her. They are a fabulous together, push and pull. The heat factor is smoking. There’s also action and adventure of the traitor. There’s also some great humor and that had me snorting. The author creates an interesting world with lovely nooks and crannies that are explored throughout the series. Hothar’s Folly is another great addition to the Coletti Warlord series. This is a mix of genre’s so there is something for everyone.
Hothar’s Folly is a must read!
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- SNEAK PEEK -
I surveyed the tiny island and a shudder shook me. Except for the trees full of cane spiders there wasn’t any place for me to change. I jerked my thumb at the warriors. “I don’t want to strip down in front of all of them.”
Uncle Saul turned to the five Coletti warriors who had been following our conversations with great interest. “Check the island for any signs of the Rodan.”
“As you command,” they said in unison, clamped their right arms against their chests and vanished.
I smacked Hothar’s hands as he tried to unbutton my shirt. “I don’t need your help to undress. If you’ll both turn around, I’ll get out of my fat suit.”
“As my lady wishes.” He obediently turned to face the ocean.
As soon as my uncle had his back to me, I kicked my boots off and stripped down. I tugged and tugged on the fat suit’s zipper. The friggin’ thing was glued shut. I yanked and yanked and yanked some more. Since Uncle Saul didn’t like me cussing, I went with, “Son of a monkey. Mothersmucker!”
Hothar asked casually. “Do you need help?”
“I do, but don’t you dare laugh at me.”
“We wouldn’t think of it,” Uncle Saul promised solemnly.
“Fine. Get me out of this.”
Both men turned around. There wasn’t a trace of emotion on their faces as they studied the fat suit.
“A very effective disguise.” Hothar glanced at my uncle. “Cut it off?”
Uncle Saul bobbed his head. “I agree.”
They pulled their knives and went to work.
I heard a muffled snicker and looked over my shoulder. Uncle Saul was grinning like a loon. “You promised.”
“Sorry sweetheart, but you gotta admit this is pretty damn funny,” Uncle Saul said. “You resemble the marshmallow man from that silly ghost movie.”
“How was I to know the suit ballooned up in salt water?” I expelled a long breath when the foam rubber concoction fell away. The ocean breeze was pure heaven. “Thank you.”
“You are truly beautiful,” Hothar stated.
The naked desire in Hothar’s eyes had me blushing. “And you win the grand prize for awesome dimples.”
“Knock it off you two.” Uncle Saul’s mouth tightened into a hard line. “Get dressed. The Overlord will be here shortly. He’s anxious to interrogate Jarok.”
My eyes widened in horror. “Do I still look like I have the plague?”
“The Overlord won’t even notice,” Uncle Saul promised, refusing to meet my gaze.
Seriously? My skin was the color of a boiled lobster with pieces of white foam still stuck to it. “What happened with the horrendous space battle?”
“The Overlord,” Hothar said and handed me my clothes.
“Right. The big scary came, saw, and blew them all to hell.”
Guttural screams rent the air.
I took one look at the horde of hairy spiders covering Jarok and scrambled up Hothar’s back like it was the Matterhorn. Once I was perched on his shoulder, I cried, “You said cane spiders were harmless.”
“Those are not cane spiders,” Hothar replied, endeavoring to loosen my death grip on his head.
“Language, young lady,” Uncle Saul warned as he reached up to pull me off Hothar’s shoulders.
Immense power rippled the air around us as the Overlord teleported in.
We all froze.
Zarek’s cold amber gaze examined us and the pieces of my fat suit. He cocked a dark brow. “I cannot wait to hear your explanation.”
“Spiders frighten my mate,” Hothar clarified.
I smacked the top of Hothar’s head. “Am not.”
Letting out a sigh, my uncle pointed at Jarok. “Spiders.”
As if on cue, Jarok uttered a bone-chilling shriek.
Zarek took it all in and tapped his warrior’s bracelet. Ten seconds later, the spiders scurried back into the monstrous web.
“You don’t think they ate the other warriors, do you?”
“They did not. I had them teleport back to the ship.” Zarek replied.
“Oh, that’s good.” I released my death grip on Hothar’s head and smoothed his hair down. “Sorry.”
Uncle Saul plucked me off Hothar’s shoulders. “You should be.”
“Before you return Casey to the ship, make sure she is dressed. My crew knows she is your daughter General, and Jones females are highly sought after.”
“Casey is mine,” Hothar growled, a hand on his sword.
An aura of sheer menace radiated from Zarek. “Are you challenging me?”
Wazzock’s piss! I jumped in front of Hothar. “No! He’s not. He’s annoyed that Waewae got away. We all are. Annoyed. That is.” There was no way in hell I wanted the two of them fighting. It would get messy. Really messy and for some darn reason I couldn’t let Zarek hurt or kill Hothar. What was up with that?
All the Overlord’s terrifying power was suddenly wrapped around me and I flinched when he started mucking about in my head. How had he gotten through my shields? Using every trick Quinn had taught me I tried to evict him, but nothing worked.
Zarek’s deadly voice sounded in my mind. “You wouldn’t let me harm Hothar?”
“How did you plan on stopping me?”
“I’d keep dumping you in the ocean until you cooled down.”
Zarek leaned down and whispered in my ear. “It wouldn’t have worked.”
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Xenia is dogging her Uncle’s crazy attempts to kill her and avoiding a one-way trip to the overlord but she never planned on falling for the sexy Quinn. Can they survive long enough to have a future together?
Xenia isn’t weak and she isn’t stupid. But she does get captured by Quinn’s charm. Quinn her captor/savior and all around sexy guy is falling for her. It’s a great battle of wills and lust. I enjoyed their chemistry. Xenia’s fire and attitude, I loved. The banter is seriously entertaining and the action is intense. Honestly, the more pages I read the more I am swept into the author’s scifi world. Even Clio, the creature that could eat a human whole, is a cute/scary character. I have to say I’ve read several books in the series but Crossing Quinn is by far my favorite!
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Tihar has come to earth for a female and the moment he spots Sarah, he knows she’s the one. Sarah is a bit more hesitant. Tihar is an Askole warrior with scales and tentacles. Their feisty romance is interrupted when rebels attack. Will there be a future for Sarah and Tihar?
Being a Jones female means Sarah has psychic abilities and a fearless attitude. I instantly liked her. She’s in a bad situation but doesn’t take the whole mating thing easy. Tihar is an alpha male, warrior and oh yeah, he has tentacles for hair. That is a bit freaky but I actually like it. An alien in a sci book that actually looks like an alien, that’s refreshing. Together they make an explosive couple, complete with action and humor. Several times I found myself laughing out loud and on the edge of my seat. I haven’t followed the series religiously but I had no problem following this plot so I think this would be a great stand-alone read if it’s your first time reading this author.
Game on Askole is a highly recommended read!
black scales are actually kind of sexy. Who knew challenging Tihar to combat would start the Askole mating dance?
As the two grow closer, their romance comes to a screeching halt when Askole rebels attack Tihar's home world. He tells Sarah she is his heart's destiny and that he will love her to the end of time, then he abruptly severs their mental bond and disappears. Sarah's left reeling from shock, but she's a Jones and isn't about to let a galactic war stop her from hunting down her mate. Can the two of them find their way back into each other’s arms?
Tihar’s enormous armored hand clamped down on my shoulder. “I have claimed this one.”
“Like hell you have,” I snarled. “Let go of me or I will hurt you.”
The Battle Commander tensed and bellowed, “Do not attack Tihar, Sarah. It will signal your interest in mating with him.”
“What? You’re joking? Right?”
“I am not,” Voss responded.
A cackling laugh broke from Tihar. “She has already struck me.”
Voss spat something that sounded like a curse word. “Do you know what you have done?”
“He was sniffing my crotch,” I yelled in exasperation.
Tihar taunted Voss. “The mating dance has begun and not even the Overlord can stop it.”
“No! It hasn’t,” I shouted. “I’m human and your rules don’t apply to me.”
“Your world is now part of the Coletti empire. The Battle Commander knows our customs and failed to properly protect you. As a warrior, you can challenge me to combat.” Tihar’s rather toothy grin was alarming. “Do you dare duel with me?”
I opened my mouth to respond.
Tihar bellowed a terrifying war cry.
“Mwah-hah-hah.” I bellowed back and gave myself a mental head whack. I had watched that minion movie with my five-year-old cousin way too many times.
Voss and Tihar stared at me in utter disbelief.
“What was that?” Voss’s mouth twitched as if he was struggling not to laugh.
Putting on my best poker face, I replied, “My battle cry. Why?”
“The purpose of a war cry is to frighten your enemies. Not reduce them to laughter,” Voss answered.
“I’m a fighter pilot. I seldom engaged in hand-to-hand combat.”
“As my mate, you will need a proper war cry,” Tihar announced.
“Thanks, but I’ve got one. Now prepare to get your ass kicked. Mwah-hah-hah.”
Tihar’s tentacles curled tightly. “It is foolish to think you can beat me, lady warrior. Surrender now.”
My temper flared to life. “Surrender? Not in this lifetime.”
“Think hard before you challenge me.” Tihar touched his gauntlet and his armor simply shrank away. “Do you think you can subdue me?” He stood perfectly still, allowing me to inspect him.
Not a chance in hell, which was why I planned on cheating. A sigh escaped me. Tihar’s torso was sculpted perfection. Thick muscles corded his arms and legs. Who knew black scales could be sexy?
Another tap and Tihar was completely nude. “Can you refuse this?”
My eyes bugged as I stared at Tihar’s super-duper hard-on. Holy cow! Askoles had humanlike penises, humongous balls and no pubic hair. Huh? Would you look at that? Even his man parts had scales. I linked with Sarah. “Get a load of this.”
“Kinda busy. Talk later.”
“Okay, but Tihar is hung like a bull elephant.”
Voss threw his hands up in disgust. “Quit staring at his body. You are only encouraging him, Sarah.”
“He is an eyeful.”
“I am also a master of the thousand delights,” Tihar proclaimed.
Voss crossed his arms and declared, “The only way to become a master is to have had sex with that many females.”
“You’re a man whore?”
“No, a teacher. I have taught many females in the pleasure houses these techniques.” Tihar held out his hand. “Surrender and I will begin your lessons.”
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ass? I knocked his hand away. "I can take of myself."
"Not against a seasoned warrior."
Projecting an aura of confidence, I replied, "With my bionics and rather awesome psychic abilities, I can defeat any warrior."
Every single one of my ungrateful brothers broke into laughter.
Okay, I was exaggerating a bit.
Wulf thought it was pretty funny too. "I'm a hunter. You could never defeat me, Yakira."
"Wanna bet?" I pulled back my bionic right arm and let him have it right in the kisser. His head snapped back and he hit the floor hard.
Ziyad stared down at his unmoving form. "Did you kill him?"
"Can I eat him?"
"Get his laser pistol," Colburn yelled.
Wulf erupted to his feet. "You haven't defeated me."
I shook my head in disbelief. "If I was the enemy, you would be dead."
"Then I could eat you," Ziyad crowed.
Wulf fingered the butt of his laser pistol.
"Don't even think it. She's family."
"Regrettably." Wulf touched his mouth gingerly. "Nice punch."
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Wulf is a Coletti warlord who meets his outspoken mate stealing. Despite intergalactic terrorists, Wulf has to convince Yakira that they are meant to be together.
I love Yakira. I just want to hug her tight. From almost being eaten to her bionic limbs and her hopeful attitude. Love her! She is really a pleasure to read and I am so excited to hear her story. Wulf is the typical bad boy male. He’s hot, muscular and says all the right things to Yakira. I like their romance and I like the plot but it's similar to other sci fi romance books I've read. It is still a very good read and I think if you like the whole ‘you’re my mate’ bit in the romance genre, you’re going to love this book!
Wulf and the Bounty Hunter is a highly recommended read!
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Title: Catching Dragos
Author: Gail Koger
Length: Novel, 138 pgs
Genres: Erotic, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy, Paranormal
TBR Reviewer: Jean
Rating: 3 stars - A Good Read!
Heat: 3/5 - Blush Worthy!
To go where no erotic fantasy novel has gone before...the realm of comedy!
Mariah Smith, aka "The Judge," is a sword-wielding, potion-packing vigilante who metes out justice with evil spells rather than a gavel. She's a member of the magical Vizzini family, so as expected, they are engaged in a blood feud with another powerful clan, the Dragos. In a plot as old and familiar as Romeo & Juliet, complications arise when Mariah's would-be target, famous super-hunk Fabian, a member of the Dragos, becomes her lover instead of her enemy.
Add in shapeshifting demons, Latin incantations, ancient artifacts, an express elevator to Hell, and we have a bewildering brew of non-stop, occasionally non-sensical action with unexpected and interesting twists and turns. Sex and romance are almost an afterthought in this fast-paced storyline that has everything but the proverbial kitchen sink thrown in. That said, I always have a soft spot for smart-ass heroines and Mariah is not only smart-ass but bad-ass, too. Same goes for heroes, like Fabian, who start out unlikeable but are redeemed somewhere along the way and become heroes in the end. You just know they were meant for each other!
The comedic voice in which it is written is the real star of this story, which starts out brilliantly in Mariah's recap of her life and how she came to be The Judge. I enjoyed many laugh-out-loud moments. From there it dips into the ridiculous at times, but soars to heights of satiric humor at others. The extreme spectrum of vocabulary used is quite something all on its own. Kudos to author Gail Kroger for being unafraid to push the envelope!