Published: December 3, 2013
Her desire becomes his pleasure…
Max Westin. Sex incarnate. She could smell it, feel it with his proximity. Everything about him was a little rough, a little gritty. A primitive creature. Just like she was.
He held her hand a little too long, his thickly-lashed gaze clearly stating his intentions to have her. To tame her…
Her name, just one word, but spoken with such possession she could almost feel the collar around her neck.
“It’s in your nature,” he murmured. “The desire to be taken.”
In this game of cat and mouse, everything is an illusion but the passion is as real as it gets…
I gave this book one star and that’s only because I hated to give it zero stars. I’ve never given a book zero stars but tis one came very close.
Why did I hate this book? First of all, the blurb in no way gives a hint as to what the book is truly about. If you’ve ever read Sylvia Day then you know what a good story-teller she is and how hot her sex scenes are, but this book fell flat.
Second, the characters were witches,warlocks, and a familiar and I’m not into paranormal erotic romances.
Third, it was boring.
Don’t waste your time with this one. Ms Day must have had a quota to fill for her publisher or maybe I’m just missing the boat.