Sometimes in life, choices just aren’t part of the plan. When fate interferes and bulldozes right over you.That’s how I felt the first time I saw him. Standing in my kitchen, soaking wet, hotter than a man has the right to be, and holding a knife.
Declan’s cold, stone-cold. I can’t help but want him. His presence stirs up some raw emotion within me. He seems so…alone. But is he here to kill me or save me?
He’s the one man I should never want…and the one I can never forget.
Silent brooding Mercenary. Check. Damsel in distress. Check. This book gave us a good mystery all the while setting us up for a good romance along the way. Madelyn is a bit naive when it comes to what her sister has been doing. She is planning on going to college and getting out of Oklahoma. Little does she know her sister is part of a black-ops military type company and is now running because they think she has betrayed them. This now puts Madelyn in danger. Fortunately for Madelyn, the baddest of the bad has been sent to look for her sister, but finds Madelyn instead. Declan is the one that is sent in to do a quiet job. He is sent to find Kylie and bring her in. Instead, he finds Madelyn and ends up protecting her from the local mob. He doesn’t understand the reasons for his actions other than a deep seeded need to protect Madelyn. He goes against orders and helps Madelyn escape. Madelyn doesn’t know that Declan is Mercenary, a ruthless killer. She thinks that he is her hero.
Despite all of his help, Madelyn finds herself in some trouble and calls on Declan for help. Declan comes her aid, but has an ulterior motive. He intends to use Madelyn to flush out and find Kylie. Well, that is the plan until Declan’s need for Madelyn takes over. How is his boss going to react when he learns that Declan is defying orders to protect Madelyn?
Mercenary is a good hot, erotic mystery. The chemistry between Declan and Madelyn is super charged. I loved the story line of the book. We were on this mysterious adventure throughout the whole book. There was a lot of cunning and deceit. Declan was a hard egg to crack, yet Madelyn was just the character to do that. I am still not sure what game the boss was playing in this whole operation and I want to know what happened to make everyone think that Kylie is a traitor! I will definitely be reading the next book to check out what happens.
Reviewed by Shannon
LLEP Review Team
Spice Level HOT
SET UP: Madelyn is in hiding from an unknown threat and she calls the one man who can help her, a handsome, frightening stranger who has already helped her once. A man who left her his phone number in case of an emergency. The man of her fantasies who is now standing before her.
“Why (call) me?” he asks.
I blink, his question catching me by surprise. “I, um, needed you . . .” I forget what I’m about to say, forget everything as I feel his hand skim across my abdomen.
Oh my God. His touch is just as I imagined it . . . maybe slightly rougher with the friction.
“This why…?” I swallow hard. It’s like I’m an open book and he’s reading the naughty, dirty descriptions I’ve written about him…about us. And now, he’s putting my words, my desires, into action.
“You called me?”
I gasp, as his palm presses against my skin, firmly like there’s no mistaking it’s there yet not hard enough to be a punishing touch. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Just as well.” He slides his hand lower, his fingertips dipping beneath my bikini bottom.
This is what you want from me? To get you off with my fingers. To make you come from my touch. Make you whimper my name and beg for more. Finish what that punk couldn’t manage to do?”
My mind races in a mad dash with my heartbeat. Is this what I want? Now, under these circumstances? “I can’t whimper your name,” I remind him. “I don’t know your name.” And there he goes again…what does he mean by “that little punk?”
I stiffen with surprised excitement mixed in with a hell of a lot of well-earned nervousness when he rubs me there, circling around my sensitive hood and causing a tingle to spread throughout my body.
But he doesn’t stop there. Oh. My. God. He’s moving lower, arching his finger so the tip pushes into my entrance…penetrating me a fraction of an inch.
“I don’t know anything about you,” I whisper, “and you wrote to call in case of an emergency. I have no one else to turn to…”
He freezes, suddenly tense. Then he shakes his head. Abruptly, his hand is gone, leaving me cold where a second ago I was warm. Wickedly, wildly warm. With a swift kick, he knocks my duffle bag out of his way and stalks into the bathroom.
I hear water running, and I bite my lip.
Nothing is clear. Everything is twisted…even my allowing him to touch me like that. What’s come over me?
Minutes pass before he reenters the bedroom. His hair is wet yet again. But his manner is different. Frigid. Ice cold, as he stands beside the bed, scowling down at me.
“What’s going to happen next is your own fault.”
I blink, fighting against the glare from the lamp that’s reflecting off the cool metal object he’s holding in his hand.
Shit. Oh. Shit.
He’s picked up the knife.
Michele Mannon creates characters who are far from perfect; who are likely to be knee-deep in trouble, heart-first in love and at wits’ end when life unexpectedly, unequivocally turns to hell. Her debut series, Worth the Fight, received two Romantic Times Magazine Top Picks.
Her new sexy romantic suspense series with St. Martin’s Press, Deadliest Lies, releases in August 2016, beginning with ROGUE, a story about what happens when your own organization sends a hit man after you mistakenly, heart-wrenchingly kill your lover.
Michele lives in Pennsylvania but likes traveling to exotic places, including the NJ shore. She’s fond of Skinny Cinnamon Dolce Lattes, quick-witted, Irish-accented men, a good story, and lots and lots of laughter.
For more information about Michele, please visit her website: http://www.michelemannon.com