“Lieutenant Darcy Foster. Apart from the fact that he has a girls name, he’s not a half bad as a soldier.”
I think that Darce might be compensating for the girl’s name by being overly smexy. This guy made my me-OW in the first Project Rebellion novel with his rough edged unpredictability and snark. Darce isn’t the guy you want in your corner, cause you never want to corner this guy, the results would be anyone’s guess. He’s reliable in the way that you can rely on him to be loyal but not rely on him to react in defense of that loyalty the same way twice. That his mate is a Blood makes no sense to anyone but him… he gets it totally. Toni is exactly what he has dreamed of all his life. That life has been one that would cause any normal Joe to ask for instructions as to how Darcy made it through first grade. This man is a quandary and Toni Fielding is the woman to work this word problem out.
Toni and Darce have a very similar birth in the Project as subjects; both were created without their volunteering for their participation in the Project. Antonia Fielding she has been fed a line, hook and then the rod about what the other types of paranormals at the compound behave as and are capable. She has no idea that they are just like her for the most part and that they are subject to a really horrible end. She’s about to learn that. She’s about to learn lessons so heartbreakingly dear that she will come to know how deep she is in the Projects plans; how badly she’s betrayed her own. Continue Reading
I feel sad when I have to write a review that isn’t more positive. I’m very much a look at the good stuff type of person, not so much the lets talk about this book I have a laundry list of complaints about. If you follow my blog you will notice that my reviews tend to only be favorable, it’s not because I like everything, I just don’t post the books I don’t like very often. Or if I feel my review has a lot of constructive criticism I will toss it out there. This review is one I’m ripping the Band-Aid off with because this is a NetGalley novel and if I don’t do this review now I will sit on it forever because I won’t want to put out the sad vibes. But there is a butt ton of constructive criticism in here so I’m calling this review a healing dealing. London–I have love for ya, girl, this isn’t coming from a bad place, I am a rainbow and not a painbow. 
Hot guys need apply here! Wait! That worked? And I’m talking seriously hot. S.E.R.I.O.U.S.L.Y. This guy is on FIRE! And he’s a little demony, but all the better. I have to tell you hot, dangerous, kinda on the edge of darkness and heavy on the tortured is my kinda man! Katlyn Conrad delivered him when I said, “Hot guys need apply here!” like she made him up or something! What are the chances?
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I need a baby! Not that kitties aren’t doing it, but you can only self medicate with kittens and baby books for so long before you begin to build up a tolerance; the yen for the actual experience burns through. God, please put a baby in my belly; you did it for Mary, you can do it for me. I know, I know… she was your girl and all, but I swear I will ride a donkey for as long as you want and turn my apartment into a barn, just give me a baby! I am in a position where David and I can not make little Jung Joon Youngs and I am #sorrynotsorry to be greedy and demanding but without your intervention the only thing that I am likely to give birth to is a novel. I love giving birth to books but babies are better to smell and nibble on.
What is it about sports dudes that makes sports dude heroes so yummy? Let’s be fair, you, like me–I’m going based upon stereotypes, my own prejudice, and life experience–probably grew up in the library. In high school I knew sports dudes, even dated one or two but I was a nerd and a weirdo. Girls who read books and dudes who run around smacking other dudes on the butt and shower circle in different environs. Scratch that; we live in different worlds. We girls who read books live in fantasy worlds that will one day lead us to read about sports dudes. Boys who hit their heads repeatedly and run fast live in the real world where they get mad play. In high school we generally resent them for being dicks and idiots and they think we are prudish cows.
“RAWR!”, big teddy bears of Stone Clan! I love y’all and I know the needs of Stone Clan, you yearn for vivacious suds and voluptuous bods!
Every now and again one comes across a book that is romantic yet does not fall under the definition one has today of being a ‘romance’. And I say ‘romance’ there while wiggling my eyebrows, pursing my lips and shaking my shoulders like I was having a rather saucy seizure. I read some of the reviews for this novel and some were rather harsh and disparaging, unfairly so, but I think that the reason for the crankiness is because people see the Ellora’s Cave branding and they expect a specific kind of read. Elaine Violette’s story is really a very good romantic fiction, but not a typical historical romance as per the Ellora’s Cave cant and crowd, leaving a ton of sand in the crotch of naysayers and angsty hard-to-find-their-orgasm Erotica addicts; this is a good read. 