Book Description:
My name is Drexel Wolfe and I’m a private investigator. Nothing ever stands in the way of what I want because when I see something I just take it. All of that changed the night my life collided with Gemini Sheridan’s and now everything is one hot damn mess. And the worst part of it all is that I’m trying to save her ass and I don’t know why the hell I’m even bothering. Well, that’s not exactly true. Fact is, I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s crawled into every thought I own, asleep or awake. I have serious plans for her that include making her mine. What she doesn’t know is that when I play, I play for keeps. Nothing and no one will get in my way or stop me… not even Gemini Sheridan herself.
My Review:
Tragic Desires by A.M. Hargrove
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
A.M. Hargrove has yet again written another outstanding novel. Her writing is what I would say is outstanding! In my opinion A.M. Hargrove's writing is only getting better with each new book she publishes. The characters in this story are well written, plot is fast paced and filled with an intriguing story line. Tragic Desires is one of those books that you cannot stop reading, even though you have to work in the morning the story is too compelling to stop. I stayed up pretty late trying to finish this book. Tragic Desires has everything you want in a great novel; mystery, suspense, murder, fear, sexy alpha males and an added bonus is the steamy romance that takes place. This by far the best book I’ve read recently.
We meet Gemini Sheridan who has just recently had a horrible bike accident that has left her with headaches/migraines that are debilitating. Losing her boyfriend and her plans for her future she comes to the decision to leave school and move on. To cope with the pain she suffers Gemini turns to using drugs and alcohol. The internal pain of losing her mom, boyfriend and her future leaves her with not much of a will to live.
Then in comes Drexel Wolf who has been hired by a friend to help find some missing young women. While he is on a stake out he sees Gemini in one of the bar’s they are watching, he believes this striking woman could be the next target for whoever is taking these women. Keeping his distance he decides to keep an eye on her.
Upon saving Gemini he realizes he has to have her, but first he needs to figure out what exactly going on and who is after Gemini. The chemistry between these two is off the charts and Drexel Wolf will do anything within his power to keep her out of harm’s way.
Tragic Desires was a fantastic read, it is by far the best book A.M. Hargrove has written to date. I have rated Tragic Desires a 5 star rating and if I do say so myself I would rate it 10+ stars if I could.
I recommend this story to anyone who loves a great, hot, sexy, steamy, mystery, suspense romance novel, you will not be disappointed!
Tragic Desires Excerpt 6—Language Sexual Content
THIS IS NOT good. I know better than to start this, but something pulls at me from down deep and for once in my life, I’m not in control of my actions. Oh, I suppose I could stop. But that’s the last damn thing I want to do. Her long hair is nothing but wet tangles hanging down her back. Her gorgeous black fuck-me eyes stare straight into mine and I want to tumble head first into them and never crawl out. And don’t even get me started on her mouth. When her tongue flicks across her lower lip, there’s no doubt I have to taste her again. Oh, fuck me now. Please.
She’s in my arms and her mouth is on mine before I can think twice. There’s no hesitation, either. It’s me, her, and nothing but the skimpy scrap of cloth between us. And that’s where I have to draw the line. I don’t want to. God, I don’t want to. I’d like nothing more than to jerk that towel away from her and see what lies beneath, but I refrain. It would be wrong on all kinds of levels, but God help me, it’s all I can think of right now.
And then she lets the damn thing go to put her arms around my neck so I know that with one tiny movement, it would fall at our feet. Give me some damn strength because I sure as fuck need it.
My cock is nearly busting through my jeans and I’m kissing her with a ferocity I need to tame. But it’s impossible because her passion matches mine. It’s like I’m back in high school again, hormones raging, making out with my latest girl. But this is way more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. Unfortunately, my need for oxygen necessitates that I break off the kiss. When I do, I rub my cheek against hers and move my lips close to her ear.
“Goddamn, Onyx. I need a minute here.” My breath comes in rough bursts. Her fingers tighten in my hair and I feel her tug, so I lean back to look at her. “Everything okay with you?” I want to make sure she’s good with this.
“More than okay, I’d say.” Then her hand moves to my cheek in a tender caress, her thumb tracing my brow. She looks as though she wants to say something but isn’t sure if she should. Then that same thumb travels to my lips and she traces my lower one until I capture it with my teeth and give it a gentle bite. She studies me intently and finally says, “I’ve never been kissed like that before.”
“Like what?”
She shakes her head a little. I’m not sure if that means she doesn’t know or if it means something else.
Then she lets out a tiny laugh and says, “I don’t know. I guess so thoroughly. Or maybe so passionately.” And then she kisses me and we’re at it again. And I know that I want this girl. I want inside of her. I want her on top of me and underneath me. But I won’t take her. I can’t. At least not here or now. My dick is not happy about this, but too bad. I can’t let her go just yet, so I hold her even tighter and move my hand into her wet hair as I cup the back of her head. I imagine what it would feel like to sink my fingers into the cheeks of her sweet ass.
Our tongues twist and play as we discover all the hidden secrets of each other’s mouths until we’re both breathless once again. Of all the women I’ve ever been with, she has the power to brand me with just her soft touch and her mouth. Oh dear God, that mouth of hers. I know it will be the only thing I can think of for days on end … how those lips would feel wrapped around my dick and her tongue working me over. That, and how I want to be inside her.
When we break, I say, “Don’t move, Onyx, or you’ll be naked.” Why do I have to be such a fucking gentleman now?
Her sigh is so damn sexy, I want that towel to fall away, just so I can glimpse her. “Thanks for reminding me.” Her voice is breathy and my damn pants grow tighter, if that’s possible.
“Gemini, I wish I could photograph you right now because I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.”
At first she gapes and then lets out a hearty laugh. “I’m a mess! My hair is lopsided. I didn’t brush it. I have bruises all over my face. I must look awful.”
“No, you don’t. Awful doesn’t exist when it comes to you. You look sexy as fuck, bruises and all.” I take her hand and put it on me. “See what I mean?”
She stills and our eyes meet. “I … I think you’re sexy too.” Her voice is so husky, my dick jerks when she speaks.
“I think you need to get dressed because if you don’t, I may stop acting the gentleman.”
Her face falls. Was that disappointment? I hope so because I don’t want her to get dressed. I want her naked as hell.
My arms tighten around her for a second and then I kiss the top of her head, right before I lift her chin. “My men should be here any second.”
“Oh! I forgot all about that.”
I take her hand and put it on her towel. “Hold on to this unless you want me to see you naked.”
“I don’t mind if you see me naked. I’d love to be naked with you, Drex.”
One day, on her way home from work as a sales manager, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast forward and if she didn't do something soon, it would quickly be too late to write that work of fiction she had been dreaming of her whole life. So, she rolled down the passenger window of her fabulous (not) company car and tossed out her leather briefcase. Luckily, the pedestrian in the direct line of fire was a dodge ball pro and had über quick reflexes enabling him to avoid getting bashed in the head. Feeling a tad guilty about the near miss, A. M. made a speedy turn down a deserted side street before tossing her crummy, outdated piece-of-you-know-what laptop out the window. She breathed a liberating sigh of relief, picked up her cell phone, called her boss and quit her job. Grinning, she made another call to her hubs and told him of her new adventure (after making sure his heart was beating properly again).So began A. M. Hargrove's career as a YA/NA and Adult Romance writer. Her books include the following: Edge of Disaster, Shattered Edge and Kissing Fire (The Edge Series); The Guardians of Vesturon series (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent and Beginnings); Dark Waltz and Tragically Flawed.
Other than being in love with writing about being in love, she loves chocolate, ice cream and coffee and is positive they should be added as part of the USDA food groups.
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