In the four years since her turning, Phoebe Allen has centered her world on her son Danny and running the Old Sass Cafe. But her newest employee Connor Ballard has livened up the nights for the past month. He really knows how to flirt, and the honey-rich brogue doesn't detract a bit. It is a bit of harmless fun, until his first kiss blows her socks off and moistens her panties. Well, why not? A little almost- nooky won't hurt, and as long as they stay far from a true mating it will be safe (and satisfying) romping without the permanent binding that results when vampires go 'all the way'.

Phoebe wakes with a good appetite for breakfast, and Connor. Before she can enjoy either, two strangers and a demon show up in her kitchen and all Hell breaks loose, so to speak. Her Durga Vampire gifts of Demon control don't come with a training manual, but reliance on skills learned from her mother's Hoodoo journals manage to save the day, but open a huge can of worms. Turns out the world is in danger of being overrun by the dark side, and ready or not, Phoebe is the only one who can save it.

Connor the Scottish hottie is both more and less than he appears, but sexy enough to significantly affect global warming. He has his own raft of troubles including a demon half-sister and a stepmother who wants to rule the world.

COME HELL OR HIGH WATER, the sixth book in the Broken Heart series, is just as hilariously satisfying as all the rest have been. The sex scenes are molten, the main characters engaging yet deliciously flawed, and the storyline keeps you hooked from first page to last. add in a teenage prophetess doomed to die, a talisman in pieces, and a demon-eating hell-hound Chihuahua named Scrymgeour and you have plenty of plot to go on with.