Lydia Reviews: Mai Tais and Murder by JC Long

TITLE: Mai Tais and Murder

Author: JC Long

Publisher: Nine Star Press

Pages: 156

Characters: Gabe Maxfield and Maka Kekoa

POV:  1st

Sub-Genre:  Mystery, Series

Kisses: 4.5


Gabe Maxfield never wanted to be a detective or a policeman or anything of the sort. The closest he wanted to come to the law was writing legal briefs and doing research for a big-shot law firm. Nice and safe, and without all the stress. No unanswered questions, just well-defined legal precedents.

When he moves to Hawaii in the wake of a disastrous breakup and betrayal by an ex, a murder investigation is the last thing he expects to get wrapped up in, but he can’t help himself when a dead body, a hunky cop, and his best friend get involved.

So much for sipping Mai Tais on the beach and admiring the well-tanned bodies around him.


Mai Tais and Murder is the first book in the Gabe Maxfield Mysteries series.  If this story is anything to go by I will have to keep my eyes open for the rest of the books.  I really liked Gabe.  He has a bit of the snark factor going for him which made me smile at times.  He has recently gone through a rough break up and the only choice he saw for himself was to move to Hawaii where he will be closer to his best friend, Grace.  It is through his friend, Grace which Gabe finds himself pulled into a murder.

The other M/C in Mai Tais and Murder is Maka Kekoa.  Maka is a detective with the police department.  He is also Gabe’s new neighbor.  While they had a brief introduction as Gabe was trying to talk to the movers, Max and Gabe are brought together again by the murder of Grace’s partner.  While there is not the “love at first sight” feel to the book, there is an attraction between Gabe and Maka that grows as the story progresses.  This ends up making things difficult for both men as Gabe is drawn increasingly into the murder investigation that Maka is officially involved in.  I liked seeing these two try to figure out just want kind of relationship they are forming, as neither man is ready to admit they want to get involved in anything serious.  Although I loved the romance aspect of this story, the mystery woven though out it is just as engaging.

When Grace’s partner is found died, Grace becomes the suspect and Gabe goes out of his way to find out what is really going on.  The author did a fantastic job holding my interest during the book and more than once I worried about how Gabe would react if Grace turned out to be the murder. I liked the little twists and turns and the fact that the author kept me guessing was a bonus.  For me the story was wrapped up perfectly and I cannot wait to see what the rest of the series will look like.

Reviewed By: Lydia


Lydia Reviews: A Matter of Duty by LC Long

TITLE: A Matter of Duty
Author: J.C. Long
Publisher: Nine Star Press
Pages: 240
Characters: Noah Potter and Wei Tseng
POV: 3rd Person
Sub-Genre: Mystery, Series
Kisses: 4


Noah Potter has come to Hong Kong to find his missing sister, Lianne, who disappeared after leaving him a voice mail pleading for his help. Unfortunately, the Hong Kong police are unwilling to help him, so Noah has to find her himself.
Noah’s search for his sister brings him across Wei Tseng, leader of the Dragons, a group of dedicated men and women willing to do whatever it takes to keep their district safe from the violence and triads that plague the rest of the city’s underworld. Wei is a man of violence but also one of incredible compassion, and his history is one that resonates with Noah, igniting a passion neither man expects.
Together they search for Lianne, a search that will lead right into a conflict with the Dragons’ greatest rivals in the city.


A Matter of Duty, the first book in the Hong Kong Nights series, is my first book by author J.C. Long, but it will not be my last. The author pulled me into the story from the very first page and my attention stayed on the book till the very end.

Noah comes from a rich but dysfunctional family. The only one he is close to is his sister, even though they are two different people. When his sister goes missing while traveling around Hong Kong, Noah takes off to make sure that everything is being done to find her. Noah is out of his comfort zone from the beginning. Nothing is like he expected and he fears he will never find his sister alive.

Wei is leader of the Dragons, one of the many gangs that run Hong Kong’s underworld. Wei, and the other Dragons, are different from the other gangs. True they are violent but that violence has a purpose. When girls in his district go missing, only to be found dead later, Wei and the Dragons are determined to find out who is behind it.

It is during this time that the two men are thrown together. Readers will see the attraction that exists between the men from the beginning. Although the circumstances are far from normal, I liked watching them come together and grow as a couple. I also liked the way Noah stands by Wei even though he skirts the law and occasionally crosses the line.

The mystery aspect of this story is also very well written and one that will keep the reader turning the pages to see what is going to happen next. There is so many twists and turns and I do not want to give anything away, but I will say that there were many parts that I did not see coming. While parts of the mystery are cleared up, and Noah and Wei have their HEA, not everything is resolved.

I cannot wait to see what happens in the next story, and as there are several members in the Dragons, I hope this series has many more books to go.

Reviewed By: Lydia

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Check out Tal Bauer’s EXCITING new release The Enemy Within!!

Title:  Enemy Within

Series: The Executive Office, Book 3

Author: Tal Bauer

Publisher:  Self-Published

Release Date: 3/28/2017

Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 176K

Genre: Romance, Thriller/Suspense

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The White House, infiltrated.
The president, running for his life.
A traitorous general, intent on burning the world to the ground.

When everything falls apart, who do you trust?

President Jack Spiers fled Washington DC on the heels of a devastating attack on CIA headquarters, masterminded by one of America’s own, former General Porter Madigan. While the world believes Jack was killed in the bombing, he embarks on a wild infiltration mission, smuggling himself into occupied Russia to rescue the love of his life: former Secret Service Agent and First Gentleman Ethan Reichenbach.

Reunited, Jack, Ethan, and deposed Russian president Sergey Puchkov, along with President Elizabeth Wall—the only person left in Washington DC who Jack trusts—must work together. They piece together a desperate plan, hunting Madigan to the ends of the earth and the bitter frigidity of the Arctic, where Madigan’s world-shattering doomsday plan comes together.

Outnumbered, outmaneuvered, and outgunned, Jack, Ethan, Sergey, and the rest of the team struggle to put a stop to Madigan and his army. In the desolate extremes of the Arctic, their resolve, their strength, and even their love is tested, pushed to the absolute limits as choices must be made: choices that pit the fate of the world against the love in their hearts, and the loves of their life.

As the world crumbles around them, Jack and Ethan find themselves waging a war on two fronts—against an enemy they can see, and another, hiding within their ranks.

Who can be trusted when the enemy is within you?


The sounds of the convoy coming alive in the frosty morning started clattering through their patch of snowy forest. Grumbled Russian, slamming doors and squeaky metal hinges, the crackle of logs in a fire, and the clang of pots and pans that Vasily insisted on bringing from Volga.

Jack nuzzled at Ethan’s neck, and the roughness of his beard, grown thick in the five days they’d been on the road, scratched over Ethan’s skin just before Jack dropped a kiss beneath his jaw. “Morning, love.”

Ethan smiled down at him, de-cocked his pistol, and slid it into his hip holster beneath their blankets. He wrapped both arms around Jack as Jack turned and faced him. “How are you? Are you warm enough?” As Ethan spoke, his breath clouded the air between them.

“I’m good.” Jack peeled off his gloves beneath the blankets and snaked his warm hands up under Ethan’s jacket and sweater. His gentle, searching fingers found the long line of ragged stitches in Ethan’s side.

Ethan flinched.

“Sorry. You know we need to check them.” Carefully, Jack felt around the stitches, testing the skin, and then rested his palm over the top of the mostly-healed wound. “No heat. No swelling. No pus. No infection.” He smiled. “You had me worried after yesterday.”

Ethan ducked his head, his cheeks warming. While rummaging through an abandoned barn, he’d walked right through a rotted-out baseboard and fallen into a cellar, into the rough, loose earth. Not his finest moment. They’d wrangled some supplies, but he’d come away filthy and bruised, his ego smarting. Jack’s worried eyes and his gentle ministrations after they’d stopped for the night had helped sooth the ache.

Jack’s gaze darted over Ethan’s face, searching. He frowned. “Did you get any sleep?”


“Liar.” Arching an eyebrow, Jack sat back but kept his hands under Ethan’s clothes and on his skin. “You should let me watch over you at night, too.”

“I’d rather do it. I have you close to me.” He patted his hip and his holstered weapon. “I have constant protection on you all night long. There’s no way anyone can get to you. Not without going through me.”

“Literally.” Jack smiled, but it faded fast. “I’ll drive during the day again. Rest, and let me watch over you.” He squeezed Ethan’s hip as if to emphasize his point.

Ethan nodded, and the corners of his lips quirked up. This was new, this give and take of caretaking and watching out for each other. In DC, at the White House, there had been their jobs and their duties and the world to react to. They took care of slights and wounds inflicted by the press, their suits and ties a kind of armor against the world. Out in the wilderness, in the forest, they’d fallen into a different kind of caretaking. A sharing of two lives, each supporting the other’s existence. It was primal, in a way, how they had fused together. Half of his life was in Jack’s hands, and instead of feeling vulnerable, it was the most natural feeling in the world. “Deal.” Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to Jack’s lips.

A question hovered in the forefront of Ethan’s mind, weighing on his thoughts. Every morning, he felt the weight of his secret resting over his heart: two rings, made before the world fell apart around them. Some moments, asking Jack was on the tip of his tongue, ready to tumble from his lips with his next breath. He forced himself to swallow the words. Not yet. It wasn’t the right time. Not yet.

Jack leaned into Ethan, and his hands wound around Ethan’s back beneath his sweater. “At some point, we won’t be sleeping in this jeep anymore,” he whispered into their kiss. “We’ll have room to stretch out… share a sleeping bag…”

Smiling, Ethan pulled off his gloves and brought his hands up to Jack’s face, his thumbs caressing Jack’s cheeks. “We don’t need a sleeping bag…” One hand snaked around Jack’s neck, and the other dropped to his hip.

In a flash, he flipped Jack, laying him on his back across the bench seat. Jack wrapped his legs around Ethan’s waist as Ethan slid his hands through Jack’s blond strands.

Jack grabbed his shoulders and pulled Ethan closer, his legs tightening and holding Ethan in place. He captured Ethan’s lips, kissing greedily as his hips rocked upward. Even through the layers they wore, Ethan felt Jack’s hard cock, pressing against his own.

“I want you,” Jack breathed.  “I want you to make love to me.”

Ethan’s blood burned, searing through his body from his head to his toes, and part of him wanted to tilt Jack’s head back and ravage his throat, work his way down, unwrap him like a present until he found his cock. Suck him deep. Work him open with his tongue until Jack begged for more, and then sink his cock into Jack’s warm, tight body. Jesus, he wanted Jack. So much.

The springs on the jeep’s suspension squeaked with their rocking, and the tires groaned and crunched against the snow on the ground. In the distance, low chuckles sounded, and one catcall.

Deflating, Ethan dropped his forehead to Jack’s chest. He rode Jack’s deep, heaving breaths and listened to his racing heartbeat. “I don’t want an audience when I make love to you again.”

Jack’s legs dropped, one falling over the back of the front seat, and the other squishing against the window. His hands stroked over Ethan’s back and tangled in his hair. “I don’t want to have to be quiet.”

“Jesus.” Ethan gripped Jack and surged against him, thrusting against his hard cock once more. “That’s not helping.”

Smiling, Jack rocked his hips up once and then scooted backward, propping himself up on his elbows as Ethan sat back and tried to straighten out his clothes. A prominent bulge strained the front of his cargo pants. He ached, nearly painfully hard for Jack.

From the center of the camp, Scott called, “Coffee’s ready if you are!”

Rumbling laughter, deep and throaty, from nearly all the men.

Shaking his head, Jack started to pull himself together next to Ethan and fished out his balaclava from the pocket of his cargo pants. Outside of the jeep, he wore a full-face balaclava and, on their drive, he kept everything but his eyes covered. Ethan insisted, and Scott and Sergey both backed him up. The members of their convoy, of course, knew who Jack was, and just after Jack had shown up, Sergey had delivered a scathing speech in Russian to his people that had had even Ethan flinching, though he didn’t understand a word that had been said. But, they were traveling through a war zone, parts of Russia that were contested in the coup, under attack from Moroshkin’s forces, and that had been bombed by the United States and other nations, all trying to stop Moroshkin.

Who knew what was out there, or who was out there. Jack was, to the world, brain dead in Bethesda Naval Hospital. A front-page picture of him alive and well in Russia would go over as well as a nuclear bomb.

“Scott came by?” Jack tucked his undershirt into his pants, taking a moment to readjust. His cheeks were dusted crimson, a faint flush that Ethan wanted to nibble.

“Yeah.” He tore his eyes away from Jack and fanned the bottom of his sweater, trying to cool his body.

“How’d the scouting go?”

“The route is clear for the morning. More abandoned villages. They found fuel and some supplies. Vasily is cooking eggs.” Ethan reached out, and his fingers traced Jack’s spine through his sweater and jacket. “And you should talk to Sergey.”

Turning, Jack stared at Ethan.

“I think Scott’s worried about him.” A tight, strained smile, curved his lips. “And that’s saying something.” Scott’s trust in Sergey, and in their Russian allies, extended from meal to meal. Day to day, hour by hour. If everything came apart, Scott would be the first to say “I knew it”.

“He hasn’t wanted to talk to me.” Swallowing, Jack leaned back with a sigh. His hands dropped to his lap, and he picked at the wool fibers of the balaclava. “He’s kept his distance since Volga. I’m not sure I’m the person he wants to see right now.”

Nodding slowly, Ethan frowned. Sergey’s harsh accusations, thrown at Jack at Volga air base, had been the last direct contact the two had. “After all this time, you think he’s pulling away because of…”

Because of their love? Because he and Jack were together? Because Sergey had been loved by a gay man? Was this some kind of reaction, a fear that falling in love with another man “was contagious”, as he’d hurled at Jack?

“He’s pulled back before.” Jack sat forward, slipped the balaclava over his head. He tugged it down around his neck. “I want to do the right thing by him. I don’t want to piss him off.” He frowned, deep lines furrowing his brow. “But, no matter what else is going on, he’s devastated about losing Sasha. I remember what it felt like when I thought you were dead. I can at least try to talk to him about that.”

Ethan’s chest constricted, and his heart almost seized. Was it only a week ago that he’d thought Jack was dead and gone as well? Never, ever, again. He’d do everything in his power to keep Jack safe, keep him from ever coming to harm. And, he’d never lose faith like that again, either. The darkness that had swallowed him on his race from Saudi Arabia to Russia. The emptiness, the silent scream within his soul. The way he had wanted to die, had begged the world to kill him.

Together. They’d face everything together from now on. No matter what.

Adjusting the balaclava, Jack leaned over and pressed a chaste kiss to Ethan’s lips. “Time to face the music, love.”

Ethan pulled out his own balaclava, tugged it down around his neck, and gripped the door handle. They piled out of the back of the jeep, and Ethan caught the smothered grins and barks of laughter sent their way. Scott raised a dented metal mug toward them both. Jack headed for him, and for the small fire on which Vasily was cooking.

One of the Russians who went out with Scott every morning, Aleksey, slid up to Ethan. Middle-aged, Aleksey had been a federal police officer in Sochi and had fought back with Sergey against Moroshkin and Madigan’s forces the night of the coup. Now, he was one of Sergey’s officers in the insurgency. He had a small beer gut and a thick salt and pepper mustache beneath ruddy, pockmarked cheeks, a quick, sharp smile, and perpetually messy hair.

His eyes glittered as he clapped Ethan on the back. “You are good Russian lover!” he crowed. “Quick!”

Others laughed, and Ethan spied Jack smothering his grin and rolling his eyes as he took the coffee Scott offered. Scott shrugged and hid his smile in his next sip.

Ethan clapped Aleksey on the upper arm, smiling along with the others. When he and Jack had first met the men in Sergey’s insurgency, they’d worried about how they would be received. Two men in love in a country where only months before, Sasha had almost been killed for being gay. Another man, Evgeni Konnikov, had been murdered.

Sergey’s men, however, had been nothing but accepting. They were believers in Sergey’s government, after all, and Sergey had made equality a foundational platform of his politics and administration.

They just showed that acceptance through good Russian ribbing and teasing. The more ribald the better.

“If we had actually got going,” Ethan began, winking first at Jack and then sending Aleksey a grin, “we’d be here for days.”

More laughter. Aleksey wagged his finger in Ethan’s face and squeezed his elbow before handing him a cup of bitter, sludgy coffee. Vasily waved him and Jack over, and he scooped the last of the eggs into a scavenged plastic bowl they shared. “I save for you,” Vasily said, pointing to them both.

Jack thanked him. As they ate, Ethan spotted Sergey standing in front of his jeep, his hands resting flat on a spread-out map of Russia draped over the hood with his head bowed low. He looked up, and his piercing gaze fell on Jack. There was a moment where his face flickered, something dark passing through his eyes, but it was gone before Ethan could catch it.

And then, Sergey folded up his map and climbed into the driver’s side of his jeep. He kept his eyes downcast, not once looking at Jack again.



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Tal Bauer is an award-winning and best-selling author of LGBT romantic thrillers, bringing together a career in law enforcement and international humanitarian aid to create dynamic characters, intriguing plots, and exotic locations. Tal is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Mystery Writers of America.

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Gabbi Reviews: Fangs Like Me by Lyssa Dering

Title: Fangs Like Me
Author: Lyssa Dering
Publisher: Nine Star Press
Pages: 120
Characters: Lane, Parker
POV: 3rd
Sub-Genre: Paranormal Romance
Kisses: 4.5


Lane, a newborn vampire, still feels the pain of betrayal. Two years ago, a faithless boyfriend took his life, and now, Lane’s Maker has also left him behind. The pain of separation burns strong when all Lane wants are arms to hold him and enough warm blood to satisfy his voracious appetite. At a shifter party, Lane is drawn to a hunky Alpha werewolf who tries to console him.

Parker is more than a thoughtless hookup. Since his family disowned him for finding boys just as hot as girls, all he wants is someone to love and look after. The sweet little vamp calls to his protective instincts, but he sure is jumpy. Cuddling with boys is new and delicious, but when this boy also wants him as a food source, things get complicated.

Vampires and shifters aren’t supposed to get along, and Parker’s rough dominance triggers bad memories for Lane. But Parker’s wolf wants Lane, and he knows he can give Lane what he needs. Can Lane learn to navigate his past and give the thing growing between them a chance? Or will the very real possibilities of heartache, abandonment, and even death, keep them apart?


Fangs Like Me is the first book I’ve read by this author and it won’t be my last. I really enjoyed the dynamics between the characters and the world they lived in.The blurb does a great job describing the story so I won’t rehash it. Instead, I thought I’d write about why I liked this book and why I recommend it to those who love a well-written paranormal romance.

Lane is considered a very young vampire. He has only been turned for a couple of years and still has a lot to learn when it comes to living and surviving as a vampire. Though he lives in a home with other established and older vampires, Lane suffers greatly because his maker has left him and has no intention of coming home anytime soon. Because of this, Lane lives with the thought that his maker doesn’t care for him and in many ways he feels unwanted and unloved. He truly struggles to live with the newness of being a vampire and is often confused and emotional because of it.

Sparks fly when Lane meets Parker. This is a surprise for him because Parker is a shifter…and an alpha shifter at that and in many ways any kind of relationship between them is forbidden. But, Parker is just as drawn to Lane and feels a deep connection and need to take care of the young vamp. As the two men begin to allow their guard down and get to know each other, they are soon faced with the difficulty of being with someone who is not the same species and some of the prejudices from it.

I liked this book a lot. I enjoyed the chemistry between Lane and Parker. It was easy to believe that they genuinely care for one another and I liked the way their relationship develops as the story unfolds. Parker really looks out for and takes care of Lane. I thought that was both sweet and an endearing part of his character.

The only reason why this book is not a five kiss read for me is because there is some things that were left unresolved. Also, I really would have loved to more about the backstory between the characters. (Parker in particular) In my opinion, this book needs a sequel BADLY. Plus, Parker is NOT immortal…so I see that as a problem in the future. There were many loose ends that needed to be resolved for me, but having said this…I really liked this book and I hope the author continues their story.

Fangs Like Me is a well-written, thought-provoking story with a fresh take on a paranormal romance. I loved the creative storytelling ability Ms. Dering has and can’t wait to read more
stories by her.


Reviewed By: Gabbi

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Gabbi Reviews: To Steal His Heart by Alec Nortan

Title: To Steal His Heart
Author: Alec Nortan
Publisher: Nine Star Press
Characters: Matt Glenn, Jordan Cobbers
POV: 1st
Sub-Genre: Contemporary Romance
Kisses: 2


The best way to catch a thief is to act like one—or at least that’s how Matt Glenn operates. He’ll protect your valuables, but the one thing he can’t protect is his own heart. His life is looking up when he meets hot client Ben on his latest assignment. But when Matt comes back into contact with police lieutenant Jordan Cobbers, the man who could have been the love of his life, things get complicated. As the danger rises and lives are placed at risk, will Matt survive?


I hate writing reviews on books that I, for some reason or the other, do not care for. When I read a book, I expect to like the characters, enjoy the chemistry and emotional connection they have together and read a story-line that I like. Whether it’s a mystery, sweet romance, paranormal or filled with angst, I look forward to enjoying the ride the author takes me on.

Unfortunately, I struggled reading through this book.

I honestly did not like the main character Matt very much. Although I though his profession was interesting, I thought his wishy-washy feelings toward Jordan and even Ben bothered me. I wish I could get into it more, but I don’t want to spoil it for those of you who haven’t read it, so I’ll thread lightly. I just didn’t connect with him as a reader.

Jordan has been in love with Matt for some time. I thought he could do better than Matt. I didn’t like the way Matt treated him at times and I didn’t understand why Jordan didn’t tell Matt to bug off and mean it. I thought the chemistry they had together wasn’t natural, more stilted. They just didn’t mesh well with me. I’m sorry. I’m sure other readers will feel differently than I do, but I just did not connect with either hero.

I thought the ongoing plot was interesting, but it could have been more developed. Maybe if the book had been in 3rd person instead of 1st person, I would have liked it better? I just don’t know. Maybe if I saw Matt through Jordan’s eyes I would have liked him. Maybe, maybe not.

But… in saying all this I do want to end this review on a positive note. I think the author has a creative imagination and I will give him another shot. I truly think he deserves it.

To Steal His Heart wasn’t my cup of tea, but it just might be yours. I’m sure there will be people who will love Matt and Jordan and really love the story Matt had to tell.

Reviewed By: Gabbi

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Gabbi Reviews: His Vampire Lover by Pascaline Lestrange

Title: His Vampire Lover
Author: Pascaline Lestrange
Publisher: Nine Star Press
Pages: 29
Characters: Beau, Christopher
POV: 3rd
Sub-Genre: Vampire, Erotica
Kisses: 4.5


Beau went to the club looking for one thing. He knew what he wanted—who he wanted: Christopher. His lover, his companion, his vampire. Together they played a dangerous and erotic game of cat and mouse, one that only heated up more when it entered the bedroom.


Whew! His Vampire Lover is a sizzling, hot read from start to finish. I knew upfront that this was going to be an erotic romance and did it deliver!

First, I must warn you…make sure you’re in a nice cool room before you start this novella. Why? Holy smokes this story is definitely sexy and very erotic. From the moment we meet Beau and Christopher the chemistry these two men shared together practically steamed up my computer screen! I literally had to stop and take a drink of iced tea to cool off as I read their sexy encounter. Even now, I feel flushed.

When it comes to writing sultry, sizzling sex with a deep physical and even emotional connection, Pascaline Lestrange has a true knack for making her readers’ sweat. It was so easy to get wrapped up into these two characters’ lives, even for the few scenes they are in. I wish so much this had been a longer story. I truly found myself wishing I knew more about them. How did they meet? What kind of life they live…omg…I wonder if Beau always more dominant over Christopher? My questions go on and on. Which is a good thing for this author because I will be looking out for more books by her, but bad for me because I’m anxious to know more about them…ugh!

If you are looking for a sultry, stimulating and sexy short story then His Vampire Lover is definitely the book for you! *Just keep a cold drink and fan blowing on you while reading it*

Highly Recommended!

Reviewed By: Gabbi

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Gabbi Reviews: There’s Something About a Kilt by Schuyler L’Roux

Title: There’s Something About a Kilt
Author: Schuyler L’Roux
Publisher: Nine Star Press
Pages: 38
Characters: Gerry, Thom
POV: 3rd
Sub-Genre: Contemporary Romance
Kisses: 4


It’s a hellaciously hot day in Minneapolis and all Thom wants to do is enjoy his ice cream and forget about the stacks of essays waiting for him back in his stifling apartment. Until he meets Gerry, a kilted, tattooed Welshman. The conversation is smooth and the attraction immediate, but Gerry is only in town for the night and isn’t down for anything quick and forgettable. When they meet again, hours later, Gerry knows there’s something in the air and all bets are off. Including his kilt.


Whew! Who doesn’t love a man in a kilt? There’s Something About a Kilt is the first book I’ve read by Schuyler L’Roux and it won’t be my last. Although this is a short story, the chemistry between Gerry and Thom was hot enough to steam up my computer screen. It was so hot, I found myself truly wishing the story was longer and felt a little cheated when the book came to an end. Although there is a promise of more books to come, I was still disappointed when the short story came to an end.

Gerry and Thom meet on a hot summer’s day. After exchanging a flirtatious banter at the ice cream pallor, both men are clearly interested in each other.

There is only one problem. Gerry is from L.A. and will be returning home the following day.

Because of this, they decide to not give into their attraction for each other and instead they go their separate ways. Soon, Thom is regretting his decision to not pursue Gerry and he finds himself at the club, determined to dance the night away…but when he is pleasantly surprised to run into Gerry again, the heat between them turn up.

I liked this story. The heated exchange between Gerry and Thom was well-written and I easily found myself envisioning why Thom would be so taken with Gerry and his kilt. I liked how they seemed to genuinely like one another and could easily see them working toward something special, and I’m anxious to read more about them.

When it came to rating this story I went back in forth between 3.5 and 4 Kisses. In the end, I picked 4 Kisses because I did like the characters and the heated moments they shared in the book. Plus, the cover is gorgeous! *Fans Self*

If you are looking for a quick read where the physical chemistry sizzles and burns between the two heroes, then There’s Something About a Kilt is definitely for you.


Reviewed By: Gabbi

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