Title: Awakening Kiss
Series: Watcher’s Kiss #4
Author: Sharon Kay
Genre: Adult, PNR Romance
Published: September 13, 2016
Sharon Kay has done it again. Which isn’t surprising, as I’ve yet to read a book of hers that hasn’t completely enthralled me. Since this book starts in Enza De Luca’s coffee shop, I’m doubly enchanted, because um, COFFEE. I love that that she is part – owner, and bakes. Two of my favorite things.
You barely blink and the action begins. Having left work late, Enza is on her way to catch the bus on the not-so-safe streets of Chicago. But she runs into trouble instead. Trying to escape some no-good thugs she catches the attention of our hero, Rhys, possibly a couple of dark elves, and straight into a portal. One a human wouldn’t have been able to see. Rhys is compelled to help Enza, once he confirms she isn’t working with the enemy.
The seamless way Kay weaves present day Chicago with the unknown supernatural element that thrives in the city is amazing. Her character are not only believable, but likeable. Well most of them, there are a few, you will just want to knock on their butts. She brings the whole cast and crew to life in such a way, that you feel like you know them, and are vested in their future.
This is a fast paced, won’t-want-to-put-it-down read. Don’t open the book, until you can devote a few hours uninterrupted hours. I recommend it to anyone who likes paranormal romances, hot sexy good guy demons, and awesome books.
This book made it onto my favorite book list, and Sharon Kay firmly remains on my “Go-To” and “Top Ten” Author’s list.
** I was given this book in exchange for an unbiased review.**
|As part of the Watchers, Rhys is used to all types of combat, pursuit, and interrogation. But hacking and tracking through hidden online channels is where he excels. Shattering codes and sneaking around firewalls comes as easily to him as a swordfight or street brawl with a predatory enemy.
Cooking up sweet new pastry creations is Enza’s dream job. Kitchen appliances never fail her, unlike every computer she’s ever touched. Her fledging baking business is doing well, yet as streetlights flicker with her changing mood, she can’t shake the feeling that she’s different from everyone else. But life as a regular Chicago girl is all she’s ever known…until one hot summer night.
Violence threatens both of them when her world collides with Rhys’s in a dark city alley. As a raw and formidable ability awakens in her mind, she becomes targeted by the last person she expects. Drawn to his sweet baker with a pull he can’t deny, Rhys vows to protect her—no matter the consequences that will change their lives forever.
Enza’s breath hitched and her heartrate sped up. “Yes,” she whispered, breathy. “Touch?”
He leaned down to nuzzle her neck, and in the complete blackness her pulse beat a wild rhythm clear to his eyes. His hands moved to her hips. “Yes, bella. We walk in there, it needs to be crystal clear that we’re together, or the attention won’t stop.”
“Attention?” She laid her hands on his chest like she had before.
“Touches, kisses, getting too close. Arms around us, invitations for sex…hell, you’ll probably see it happening to others in there.” He inhaled her sweet scent, wishing their best lead on information didn’t lead them into a group of sex-seeking creatures. “But no one touches you or they’ll be sorry.” Slowly, he skimmed one hand up her side, to the bare skin of her bicep.
She shivered, and a trail of goosebumps stood out on her arm. He repeated the process on her other side, and a tiny moan escaped her lips. He framed her face in his hands, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs. For tonight, she was his. Maybe they were just playing roles, but damn if it was the most natural thing he’d ever had to play at.
And maybe that thought should have made him pause, but any hesitation was derailed by a new, intense, protective desire to show those wolves she was off limits.
“Mmm.” She closed her eyes and leaned forward, curling her fingers into his T-shirt.
“I want your neck, baby.” He stroked one finger down from her ear to her throat, eliciting another shiver from her.
Her head dropped to the side, giving him full access to her dewy, tantalizing skin. He brushed his lips across her collarbone and sucked at the spot where her shoulder started, inhaling her scent like it was oxygen.
Her arms went up and linked behind his neck. She wiggled close, rubbing her body against him. He groaned at her soft curves, remembering exactly how firm she felt in his hands. Blood surged to his cock and he dotted kisses along her throat, lingering below her ear. A spot he already knew she liked.
She whimpered and raked her fingernails through his hair. Tingles shot from her nails to his dick, making him flex into her. He switched to the other side of her jawline, kissing and nibbling along her skin, ensuring anyone who dared get that close would smell him on her.
“Rhys…” she moaned, lifting her head and scratching him again.
Without hesitation he slid a hand into her hair and gripped. Then forcing slowness, if only not to maul her, he held her still while he lowered his mouth to hers.
|Sharon Kay writes award-winning fiction and can never get enough reading time. She loves winter and black coffee, and is endlessly inspired to write kick-ass heroines and the men strong enough to capture their hearts. Sharon lives in the Chicago area with her husband and son, and one weekend the idea for her Lash Watchers and tough leading ladies formed in her head, refusing to stay quiet until she put pen to paper. Her characters tend to keep her up at night, as they banter, fall in love, and slay endless varieties of power-hungry demons.
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