Release Blitz and Review~~Fervent by Claudia Burgoa @Author_ClaudiaB
for a high intelligence, private security company, I’ve seen my fair share of
death, betrayal, and pain.
only my brothers, and my best friend.
like that. Everything changed the day my parents died and my nation was
comes first. Work is my mistress.
into my life.
tanned legs, and honey eyes that make me weak.
to walk away from her?
Kerry’s 3.95 Blush Review
The Everhart boys are back!!! Harrison is the oldest of the brothers. He’s been their caretaker. Each brother is so different. Harrison loves his family and job. He’s overprotective, sweet. What he doesn’t need is to be knocked down by Luna.
Luna is fierce, a force to be reckoned with. She doesn’t need anyone to protect her. She can handle herself. Luna’s job is everything to her. It holds a part of her past. Luna lost her mom as a baby and it haunts her every day. Luna is very close to her family. The banter between them is hilarious.
Harrison and Luna paths crossed when they have a job to do. Neither one needs a distraction but the connection is explosive. The sexual tension and banter had me laughing… each one is fun. Their relationship is a slow burn.
Claudia writes a story you can fall so deeply and emotionally with each chapter. I loved seeing the crossover of characters from previous books. I can’t wait for Scott and Fitz’s book. The Everhart men will have you falling for them all. There’s not a part of each we don’t want.
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t-shirt, dry blood and badass attitude looked good on him. That’s nothing
compared to Harrison Everhart wearing a suit. His tall, broad, body wrapped in
a dark gray is a site I want to photograph, frame and stare at it forever. He’s
the type of man who behaves differently depending on the place and time. For
the past five hours, we chatted pleasantly about our families. Nothing too
superficial but nothing too intimate, either. If I had time to date, he’d be
the kind of man I’d choose. Easy to talk to, funny, and a gentleman.
refreshing touch from the guys who I hook up with when I have time to go out
with my friends. Which lately it’s been never. Maybe I have time, but I don’t
want to waste it by doing the same thing over and over again. Meeting a guy who
has little social skills, only talks about himself, and by the end of the date
is the only one who is satisfied isn’t great. I have my little friendly toys
that to do a better job and I don’t have to listen to nonsense.
be a great subject for a sociology class; the interactions between humans, and
how out of touch they are with one another that dating has become a joke. What
happened to love letters? The chase is so much different now than it was back
when my parents dated. I should quit the Bureau and go back to school. Finish
my psychology degree, go into anthropology or sociology. I would enjoy doing
that more than having to jump through hoops to show that I’m capable of more
things than my superiors like to acknowledge. If anything, I can write a book
with Mom’s letters and notes.
how it’s done.
okay?” Harrison asks when the service car stops, and the driver opens my door. “You’ve
been quiet since we left the party.”
touch me. Your deep voice makes me shiver, and dancing in your arms was a bit
torturous because everything inside me wanted you to touch more than my bare
shoulders and my waist. But yeah, I’m cool.
brother and Hazel never arrived at the party,” I comment, not disclosing that
I’d like to find out how my fake future boyfriend kisses. “Gia wasn’t there
to find out her whereabouts. My people can hack her phone and track her daily
activities. He smirks and winks. “We can start stalking her.”
I boom, laughing and covering my mouth when a couple walking close to us turns
to glare at me.
that’s the word and you know what they say, ‘couples that stalk together stay
together.’” He grins, his blue-crystal eyes shining with the post light.
is addictive. I shouldn’t mind pretending to be with him while I’m working. A
little fun on the side, some sexy times. Sex. I haven’t had that in a long
time. So long that I can only remember what my toys can do for me. But I care.
He’s a distraction. Each time he smirks, touches me or talks with the
low-bedroom voice I want to jump him. That’s not only unprofessional but also
for the sake of the case, right?” My voice comes out a little throaty, needy.
his throat, looking around and poking the elevator. “We should do this again,”
he says, leaning closer to me.
we have to do it again.”
mentioned this is the best case I’ve ever worked on in my entire life.” He
leans forward, kissing my cheek. His lips lingering close to my ear for one too
many seconds. His musk-wood scent making my stomach flutter.
you,” I swallow hard, turning around and stepping into the elevator. “We can
discuss our next move tomorrow.”
elevator, looking at the doors that start closing his gaze locks with
mine. His eyes darken, the intensity of
that gaze makes me feel vulnerable, bare. I imagine my skin searing with the
touch of his big hands. As the doors close, my phone rings. An incoming
message. Unknown number reads the screen.
the best first date I’ve had in a long time. Thank you.
caffeine-injected soap opera.She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household
filled with three confused dogs, her geek husband, two daughters wrought with
fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works
continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she
consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity