Review
"I thoroughly enjoyed reading it... The sense of family and community really enhanced the story for me. I loved the little touches of paranormal that only added to the overall plot instead of usurping it." 5 hearts from Sizzling Hot Book Reviews
"This is for all of those who want their romance on the hot side, with some unexplainable powers thrown in." 5 stars from Long and Short Reviews
"Besides being a sexy romance this book has a touch of the paranormal which made an interesting plot point." 4 stars from Muse Unleashed
"This book was a wonderful blend of romance and finding yourself and realising that you don't have to face everything that life throws you on your own." Melissa Kendall Reviews
"I like this series because it's nothing like I've read before and it is a welcome to read something refreshingly new... It was the right amount of playful, light scenes and serious and somber moments." 4 stars and a "True Gem" Award from Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
"I thought this was a beautiful story... Nate is a swoon worthy hero, he has faults but even so there is just something endearing about him. Excellent read." 4 stars from Musings from an Addicted Reader
"I'm such a fangirl of Serenity. Her stories are emotional, well written and I connect instantly with her characters. Great job Serenity." Recommended Read by Harlies Books
From the Inside Flap
"Not everything has to be complicated." He reached out to cup her cheek. His hand immediately grew warm, and he stroked her skin with his thumb.
She looked up at him, but she was too far gone, and a tear tipped over the edge of her lashes and spilled down her cheek.
It nearly broke his heart. "Oh, come here."
He cupped her face with both hands, moved closer to her and kissed her.
Cherry, was his first thought as their lips touched and he tasted the lipbalm he'd seen her apply earlier. Concentrate, was his second, and for a moment he focused on the heat in his palms, feeling her soak it up like a sponge.
He'd only meant to make it a quick kiss, a reason for him to touch her, a playful method of cheering her up when she was so obviously down. But she shivered and inhaled, her lips opening slightly beneath his, and all rational thoughts fled his mind as her body relaxed and melted against him, the tension flowing out of her.
He slid his hands into her hair, and it was as soft as he'd imagined, curling between his fingers like pale silk ribbons. It smelled of orange blossom, sweet and light, making him think of warm spring evenings in the sub-tropical Northland as a child, times when he was happy, before all the problems started.
Her lips were soft too, unbelievably so, parting automatically to receive his tongue as he brushed it into her mouth, wanting to savor her. She tasted of the sweet wine she'd been drinking, intoxicating and delicious, stirring his blood and making him deepen the kiss, even though a small part of his brain tried to remind him that this was only supposed to be a fleeting attempt at consolation. Shut up, he told himself. This was the best thing that had happened to him in a long time, and he was going to make the most of it while it lasted.
She stroked his tongue with her own, shy at first, growing bolder. When his teeth grazed her beautiful, plump bottom lip, she gave a little murmur of appreciation, low and sultry, erotic enough to flood him with heat.
He groaned, and in response she moved the hands she'd placed on his chest around his waist beneath the guitar hanging across his back, pulling him closer. He cupped her head with one hand, his fingers sliding into the cool hair at the nape of her neck, the other hand moving down between her shoulders to the small of her back.
Desire flowed through him, making him grow hard where he pressed himself against the flat of her stomach, and he wondered if she'd pull away, shocked. Instead, however, she reached up on tiptoe, molding herself to him, making him sigh. She was soft against him, from her breasts pushing against his muscled chest to her butt yielding beneath the pressure of his fingertips as he slid his hand lower to hold it.
A white-hot heat kindled between them, perhaps born out of the sultry weather that made their skin damp with perspiration and the smell of roses rise from her to ensnare his senses. It made her rake her nails lightly down his back, and in response he plunged his tongue into her mouth, tightened his grip on her ass, and pushed her back against the wall. She met it with a bump sharp enough to make her gasp, jolting him to his senses.
About the Author
Serenity Woods lives in the sub-tropical Northland of New Zealand with her wonderful husband and gorgeous teenage son. She writes fun, flirty, and sexy contemporary romances for the modern woman who likes intelligent, spirited heroines and hunky but approachable heroes. She’s won several romance writing competitions and is a member of the Romance Writers of New Zealand. You can check her out at www.serenitywoodsromance.com.
