"Both stories are scorching hot and clever with yummy heroes and strong woman who love them."
Reviewed by Mandy Burns
Posted August 9, 2010
NAUTI KISSES by Lora Leigh: John Walker, Jr. is a
successful lawyer in Boston with a debutante fiancĂ©e, but
happiness is eluding him in the worst way. John can't help
but think that his life is turning out all wrong. Then one
night, while forcing himself through a dinner with his
future wife, John is handed another option via his longtime
friend and his father's goddaughter, Sierra Lucas.
Apparently the soon-to-be Mrs. John Walker is having an
affair with his best man right under his nose. This allows
John to end the engagement and get rip-roaring drunk. His
mood is dark and dangerous as Sierra steps into his
penthouse to check on him, igniting the sexual spark for
her that he's kept hidden from everyone. One thing leads to
another, but to beat it all, he doesn't remember a thing
and Sierra avoids him like the plague. Leaving Boston, he
goes back to his roots, until his world is shaken by a
RIDING THE EDGE by Jaci Burton: Agent Rick Benetti
is ready for a genuine case from his secret covert
government group, the Wild Riders. Instead, he is being
sent to babysit a Senator's daughter, who doesn't have
enough sense to stay away from the notorious and dangerous
biker gang, Hellraisers. Rick can understand why this is
his assignment, since at one time he was a member of this
gang and his cousin is now their leader, but still...
Infiltrating shouldn't be all that hard, but Rick has had
absolutely no contact with his old life since hooking up
with the Wild Riders. However, cozying up to Ava Vargas to
figure out what she's up to may be more of a challenge. To
his utter delight, Ava is practically thrown at him just as
Rick catches up with his cousin, since she doesn't have
anyone to ride with -- absolutely perfect. To Rick's trained
eye, everything is not what it seems with either the gang
or the delicious Ava.
This anthology contains two of my favorite authors blessing
us with additions to two of my favorite series.
Unfortunately, it marks the end to the Nauti series, which
is sad; but both stories do not disappoint, as they are
scorching hot and clever with yummy heroes and strong woman
who love them. Never a dull read from these authors!
seen them. Looking for trouble, and looking
irresistible, riding into town, straddling 73 cubic inches
of throbbing horsepower.
Boys so bad it takes a special kind of woman to satisfy
them. But some women are made for high speed
Lora Leigh, the New York
Times bestselling author of Nauti Intentions
Dreams revisits that sultry and â€śsinfully goodâ€ť*
with a story of a good girl gone bad--and doing it for all
reasons. But sheâ€™s not the only one going down that roadâ€¦
Jaci Burton, the national bestselling
author of Riding Wild and Riding Temptation,
in a story of a hot biker hired to keep an eye on the
of a Nevada senator. Sheâ€™s hooked up with a rival biker
move that makes the wild beauty more vulnerable than she
ExcerptRiding The Edge by Jaci Burton
â€śIâ€™ll fit right in, huh?â€ť
Lacey giggled and threw herself on Avaâ€™s bed. â€śWell, at
least physically. Itâ€™s a unique lifestyle, Ava. It might
take some getting used to. Itâ€™s not all five-star hotels
and room service.â€ť
Ava glared at Lacey in the mirror. â€śIâ€™m hardly spoiled,
Lacey rolled her eyes. â€śPlease. Senatorâ€™s daughter. Only
the finest schools. And the idea of sawdust and peanuts on
the floor, not to mention spilled beer, probably makes you
want to faint. Look at this place. No knickknacks or art on
the walls.â€ť Lacey ran her finger over the bare tabletop
next to the bed. â€śNot even a speck of dust. You have no
clutter. Youâ€™re a clean freak.â€ť
Ava lifted her chin. â€śI am not. I just like . . . order
in my life.â€ť
Lacey laughed. â€śThatâ€™s exactly what Iâ€™m talking about. A
biker lifestyle is anything but orderly. Are you sure this
is what you want?â€ť
Lacey used to like things orderly and neat, too. Ava
went and sat next to Lacey on the bed, surprised that the
leather she wore was soft enough to give when she
sat. â€śYes. Itâ€™s what I want. Iâ€™ll give it a try, anyway. I
think itâ€™ll be fun.â€ť
Lacey grabbed her hands. â€śOh, Iâ€™m so glad youâ€™re going
to be riding with us. Iâ€™ve missed you so much.â€ť
â€śIâ€™ve missed you, too. We donâ€™t see each other enough.â€ť
â€śI was afraid weâ€™d drift apart. But youâ€™ve been busy
with school, and thatâ€™s just not my life anymore.â€ť
Ava wanted to ask her why it wasnâ€™t, but Lacey had made
it clear she didnâ€™t want to talk about school anymore, so
she let it pass. â€śWhereâ€™s your boyfriend?â€ť
Lacey grinned. â€śHeâ€™s on the Strip now. Probably getting
drunk with all his friends.â€ť
She said it with such pride. Ava resisted wrinkling her
nose. â€śUh, great.â€ť
Lacey looked at her watch. â€śWe should get going. Weâ€™re
meeting them at eight.â€ť
â€śOkay.â€ť Despite only being here for Lacey, Ava ran into
the bathroom to take one last look. She had no idea if she
looked appropriate or like a fish out of water. She
supposed sheâ€™d have to take Laceyâ€™s word for it.
Finally sheâ€™d get a chance to see Laceyâ€™s world. Spend
more time with Laceyâ€™s boyfriend.
Then sheâ€™d find out if she had anything to worry about.
Riding again with Bo and the Hellraisers was a lot like old
times, and then again not. Last time Rick had ridden with
Bo and the gang, theyâ€™d been kids and low on the totem
pole. Ten years later and Bo was in the upper echelons of
the organization, riding lead in this particular group.
That said a lot about what Bo had been doing for the
past ten years. And that meant whatever the Hellraisers had
been doing, Bo was really good at it. They rode the Strip
for a while, and Rick realized it really had been ten years
since heâ€™d been there. A lot had changed. Growth had
exploded the Strip. There were more casinos, hotels, and a
lot more to do than just gambling now. He gawked while he
rode, barely noticing the throng of Hellraisers adding to
their numbers until the congested group pulled to a stop in
the older part of town. Bike upon bike pulled into the
parking area. It looked like a freakinâ€™ parade. There must
have been a hundred Hellraisers by the time the last one
â€śDamn. The Hellraisers have expanded.â€ť
Bo nodded as they walked from the parking area to the
street. â€śMembership grows by about ten to fifteen every
year. Weâ€™ve gotten really popular.â€ť
â€śYeah? What do you attribute that to?â€ť
Bo grinned. â€śWe get laid a lot. Guys notice all the
chicks that have joined the club.â€ť
Rick laughed. â€śI guess I came back at just the right
Bo slung his arm around Rickâ€™s shoulder. â€śYeah, you did.â€ť
They got to the corner and a flash shot by Rick. A
skinny female leaped onto Bo, wrapped her legs around him,
and planted one hot, tongue-involved kiss on his lips. Bo
grabbed the woman by the ass and held onto her, returning
When he broke the kiss, the woman squealed. â€śI missed
you today, baby!â€ť
â€śMissed you, too,â€ť Bo said, letting the woman slide to
the ground. He wound an arm around her waist. â€śLacey, this
is my cousin, Rick Benetti. Rick, my girlfriend, Lacey.â€ť
So Bo had a girlfriend, huh? Interesting. And a pretty
one at that. Not at all like the skanky girls he used to
hang out with. This one had straight brown hair, a nice
body, and pretty blue eyes.
â€śYour cousin? Wow. I didnâ€™t know you had a cousin.â€ť
Lacey held out her hand. â€śNice to meet you, Rick.â€ť
Rick shook her hand. â€śNice to meet you, too, Lacey. And
Iâ€™ve been out of town the past few years, so thatâ€™s why you
didnâ€™t know about me.â€ť
â€śReally. Are you joining the Hellraisers for bike week?â€ť
â€śHave a girl with you?â€ť
â€śNo. I ride solo.â€ť
She grinned. â€śThatâ€™s perfect. My best friend is here and
she doesnâ€™t have anyone to ride with.â€ť
â€śUh, I donâ€™t thinkâ€”â€ť
The woman had been standing behind Bo. With all of
Laceyâ€™s flash and exuberance, he hadnâ€™t even seen her. He
did now as Lacey pulled her in front.
Wow. To Rick, one woman was just as good as another.
This one was different. She was stunning, with rich
black hair, silvery gray eyes, and a lush body that rocked
his dick into shocked awareness.
And she looked damned familiar.
â€śRick, this is my very best friend, Ava.â€ť
This was Ava Vargas? It had to be. She looked a lot like
the picture heâ€™d been given, only the picture must have
been a few years old. This Ava was a hell of a lot sexier
now that she was gift-wrapped in leather.
And sheâ€™d just been dropped right into his lap.
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