Series: Undaunted Men #1
Author: J.C. Cliff
Published: February 23, 2016
I – LOVE – CLIFFHANGERS. I have to live up to my name, after all.
“I fell in love with Quinn in the Blyss Trilogy and I’ve been dying to get my grabby hands on Quinn since then, but this book far exceeded my expectations!!!” -5 Star Review #Minxes Love Books
“So sweet and funny and just an all round perfect book boyfriend.”– 5 Star Review Kolleen Book Obessions
“Like all of her reads, this will keep you on your toes from cover to cover.”– 5 Star Goodreads Reviewer
Patricia‘s Review – 5 Stars: ☆☆☆☆☆
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Intriguing, Dangerous, Suspenseful, Full of Action and Sizzling HOT, Quinn will make you squirm through the pages of this book!
I love a military story. The possessiveness and confidence of a military man does it for me!
In this story, Quinn our sexy strong hero have as a job find Alexis, a Mafia princess who’s running away. Little did he know that their chemistry would be so intense that finding her wouldn’t be his only focus…
I wont give more about the story, but prepare yourself for a good time while reading this book!
It ends in a Cliffhanger so incredibly BIG that I CAN’T wait to read the next installment!!
“It’s actually pretty good. Tastes like chicken.” She shrugs her shoulders as if eating rattlesnake is an everyday occurrence. I look at her with pride, then turn to make myself a plate. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a flash of movement, and then out of nowhere, Kimber leaps up and scurries off. I turn around and watch with curiosity as she runs to a spot about five feet behind Lexi, sniffing the ground. My mouth gapes open. I can’t believe what I think I just saw happen before my eyes. “Am I seeing things?” I question in a high-pitched voice, waving my spatula around. “I know you did not just spit that bite of meat out in your hand, and then chuck it over your shoulder.” I point my spatula at her accusingly with a raised brow. “I know you did not just do that.” She has guilt written all over her face, her lips forming a thin line, and then she gets all squirmy. When she doesn’t answer me, I call her out. “You really enjoyed that, did you?” I grab another piece of meat and then lean toward her. I slowly trace the fire-roasted meat over her lips, encouraging her, “Second one tastes even better.” Her lips are tightly pressed closed as she shrinks away from me. “What’s wrong, my little Yankee angel? Don’t go bashful on me now; there’s plenty to go around.” “Quiiinn,” she drawls out my name on a whine. “Yeesss?” I mimic her, the deep baritone of my voice questioning her. “All right, all right, I’m sorry,” she confesses, exasperation lining her voice. “I was just trying to impress you, and in my defense, I chewed it as long as possible. It tasted like chicken chewing gum,” she declares, making a face as she crinkles her nose. Internally, I’m bursting with laughter as she makes excuses. “And the more I chewed, the more I thought about what I was chewing, and it just wouldn’t break down in my mouth.” My shoulders start to shake, and I can’t school my features any longer. She swats at my chest, and I grab her wrist, pulling her into me as I break out with deep laughter. “Now, was the truth so hard to tell?” “Don’t I at least get credit for trying it?” She then pouts, displaying her doe eyes of innocence. “It’s only when you swallow that you get credit for being a real woman,” I tease.
I let go of her cheek and watch my index finger slowly trail a path down the length of her lithe neck. I pause when I feel her pulse; it’s beating wildly through her veins. When her breath hitches, my eyes flick back to hers, and then I grow bold, my voice turning raspy, “I want to kiss you all over, and taste you from your lips to your silky sex.” I’ve lost all resolve as I lean forward and whisper over her mouth, “Would you like that, Angel?” I seal my mouth over hers, and she opens up to me, allowing me to slip my tongue inside her warmth. I groan when she runs her tongue over mine in a firm stroke of seduction. Slowly, my fingers graze down toward her breast, her overheated skin burning my fingertips. She arches her back, pushing that luscious tit into my hand. I squeeze around her fullness wishing she was naked for me. “I’ve been dying to kiss you like this all day,” I huskily whisper between passionate kisses.
The one thing JC works most hard at is steering clear of the typical romance templates. JC Cliff likes her plots to be unique, one of a kind, and never read before storylines.
JC Cliff is an independent author who enjoys creating page turning novels from the moment you pick up the book until the last page is read. She loves a good book full of mystery, intrigue, scorching hot romance, and all the elements of suspense.
She’s a die hard 80’s rock’n roll fan, and loves a good concert! JC wears many hats. They include being a wife of 24 years, 4 children, a small business owner, writer, reader, and what ever else is required of her. She loves taboo stories with twists and turns, and full of suspense.
She likes to spend her time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include: offshore fishing, learning anything new, sewing, spending time at the beach, or the mountains.
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