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Two warrior angels. First friends, now lovers. Their future? A WILD UNKNOWN.

Jaguar's Kiss

Jaguar's Kiss, June 2014
Lone Pine Pride #1
by Vivi Andrews

Samhain Publishing
Featuring: Santiago Flores; Lila Fallon
102 pages
ISBN: 1619220245
EAN: 9781619220249
Kindle: B00I5LA4T8
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"She has the choice of duty or love ... which will it be?"

Fresh Fiction Review

Jaguar's Kiss
Vivi Andrews

Reviewed by Annetta Sweetko
Posted May 31, 2014

Romance Paranormal

Lila Fallon is the Lone Pine Pride Alpha's daughter. She has been a good, obedient daughter even so far as accepting the betrothal to her father's handpicked successor. It was designed for the protection of the pride. Her family, her home all depend on this match. She has no way of knowing that her doubts about her life could be brought out by a JAGUAR'S KISS. Can Lila turn her back on everything she has ever known or ever believed in for love? Santiago Flores, a black panther, is less than suitable for the purebred lioness but that doesn't change how he feels. For five years he has been a member of the pride and for five years he has been in love with Lila. Now that the wedding date has been set, he must try to see if there is anything there for him except a broken heart. JAGUAR'S KISS gives readers an intriguing and steamy look into the world of a pride. It is a well written look into the life of a dutiful daughter and the love she might have to pass up if he will let her. From the beginning of the book you can see that Lila is not really happy about the wedding plans, but has grown up being the dutiful daughter. She knows such marriages work ... her parents are the perfect example ... but is that what she wants out of life? One kiss from Santiago and her heart starts thinking along lines of fairy tales and forever after. I enjoyed JAGUAR'S KISS but I thought the ending seemed a little rushed. She, of course, gets her happy ending but leaves a lot of questions to be answered. This is the first book of Vivi Andrew's Lone Pine Pride series and I hope Lila and Santiago are in the next one to add a bit more closure, but another look into this world will be enjoyable.

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To get what he wants, he’ll have to rattle her cage… Lone Pine Pride, Book 1 Lila Fallon, the Lone Pine Pride Alpha’s only daughter, has been betrothed since childhood to marry her father’s chosen successor. The match is designed to maintain peace by shoring up any cracks in pride solidarity. She’s always known she would do her duty—she just never expected to meet a man who would tempt her to throw it all away. As a black panther, Santiago Flores couldn’t be a less suitable mate for the Alpha’s purebred lioness daughter. But that doesn’t change the fact that for every one of the five years he’s been with the Lone Pine Pride, he’s been head-over-heels in love with her. And when the Alpha announces that Lila’s indefinite engagement is about to end in a very definite marriage, Santiago is through holding his peace. From their very first kiss, Santiago rattles Lila’s neatly ordered world. But can a lioness who’s always lived to please everyone else risk everything to please herself? Warning: This book contains tempting lone-wolf jaguars, lionesses who long for fairy tale endings, arranged marriages, tangled emotions and a pride full of trouble.

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To get what he wants, he’ll have to rattle her cage… Jaguar’s Kiss © 2014 Vivi Andrews Lone Pine Pride, Book 1 Lila Fallon, the Lone Pine Pride Alpha’s only daughter, has been betrothed since childhood to marry her father’s chosen successor. The match is designed to maintain peace by shoring up any cracks in pride solidarity. She’s always known she would do her duty—she just never expected to meet a man who would tempt her to throw it all away. As a black panther, Santiago Flores couldn’t be a less suitable mate for the Alpha’s purebred lioness daughter. But that doesn’t change the fact that for every one of the five years he’s been with the Lone Pine Pride, he’s been head-over-heels in love with her. And when the Alpha announces that Lila’s indefinite engagement is about to end in a very definite marriage, Santiago is through holding his peace. From their very first kiss, Santiago rattles Lila’s neatly ordered world. But can a lioness who’s always lived to please everyone else risk everything to please herself? Warning: This book contains tempting lone-wolf jaguars, lionesses who long for fairy tale endings, arranged marriages, tangled emotions and a pride full of trouble. Enjoy the following excerpt for Jaguar’s Kiss: Maybe Lila was a coward after all. There really wasn’t any other explanation for the fact that she was fleeing from her fiancé. She slowed to a walk, stumbling a little as the alcohol sloshed through her bloodstream. She was almost back to where she’d shattered the beer bottle. She was really having a bang up night. Temper tantrums, running away— The thought evaporated as she saw the figure standing in the darkness next to the fence post with her hair ribbon tied around it, staring out over the elk enclosure. For a second she was terrified Roman had circled around them and she would have to face him after all, then she realized the form didn’t have the bulk to be the future Alpha. No, this shadow was all sleek strength, dark hair, and the smoky scent of a jaguar teasing her as the wind shifted. Santiago. Oh mercy. She wasn’t prepared to deal with him any more than she had been to face Roman with that hops-induced honesty in her bloodstream. But it was either talk to him, turn back and face Roman, or march on past, pretending not to notice him there—which would be just another cowardly, childish move in a night that had already proven her pathetic. She refused to be a coward in front of him. Lila marched over to the fence, trying to sway her hips but fairly certain her va-va-voom was more than a little alcohol impaired. “What are you doing here?” He turned his head, looking at her for the first time, though he had to know who she was the second she came into range. In answer, he lifted his own bottle for her to see—tequila—and she saw he had the end of her hair ribbon curled around his little finger. “Me too,” she said in response to the alcohol. The world dipped unexpectedly and she reached out to steady herself on the fence, hoping it looked like she had intended to lean against it shoulder-to-shoulder with him. “Patch and I ran out so I’m headed back for a refill.” “Shouldn’t you be with your fiancé? Celebrating the upcoming nuptials?” The growly quality in his voice made something warm stir low in her abdomen. She cleared her throat. “He’s out there with Patch.” “Ah.” The alcohol honesty chose that moment to rear its ugly head. “You aren’t much of a conversationalist, are you, Santiago Flores?” She wanted to hear more of that rumbly voice. “You want conversation?” The words sounded like a threat. “Then by all means, let’s converse. Do you really want to marry Roman?” This conversation again. Joy. Lila sighed, resigned. “It’s doesn’t matter what I want. It’s what I’m going to do.” “Are you really such a martyr?” That lovely growl was back in his voice. “It’s not martyrdom.” She was certain it wasn’t. She just couldn’t seem to think past all the alcohol to figure out why precisely. “So you don’t think you’re giving anything up, is that it?” That was it. No sacrifice. How helpful he was. “Exactly. What would I be giving up?” “A thousand opportunities.” He spun to face her, dark eyes flashing in the night, all that contained ferocity suddenly erupting with startling intensity. “The chance to be something more than what others would make you.” “So I can be what you would make me instead?” She turned to face him head on, throwing her chin back to growl up at him. “Everyone wants me to be their version of what I should be. Even you.” “Then what do you want? Who do you want to be?” “I don’t know! Don’t you see? If I wanted something more than this life, maybe I would go after it, maybe I would be brave, by your definition of the word, but I don’t. I never have. So what’s so terrible about what I’m doing? What am I giving up, Santiago Flores? What is supposed to stop me from doing what I’ve always known I would when the time came? What is it you think I’m supposed to want?” “Me.” He gripped the nape of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her toward him, his other hand cupping her jaw, tipping her face up to meet him as his lips closed over hers, firm and fierce and demanding and—oh my God, so exquisitely perfect. She’d been kissed before. Of course she’d been kissed before. In twenty-three years as the pride’s resident flirt, she’d kissed dozens of guys in a sort of playful almost-platonic way that was all the other shifters would dare. She’d even gone a bit further with a few humans who didn’t know Roman to be afraid of him—until her instincts had reared up and put a stop to it. She knew perfectly well what lips were for, thank you very much. But all those kisses. All those affectionate buses and eager lip locks. They had never been this. The rest of the world simply melted away until there was only Santiago. He nibbled, sucked, coaxed and teased until she opened for him and his tongue stroked into her mouth, a question she answered with her own, angling her head for more. She’d ceased to exist outside this kiss. There was only his heat, his strength, the pull of his body, and her need. God, her fierce, impossible need for more of him. She wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling herself against him so their bodies aligned, a gasp escaping her mouth at the feel of all that delicious heat. Her other hand slid up his chest and around to palm the back of his neck, holding him there in case he had any rogue thoughts about pulling away. Away wasn’t allowed. Only closer, harder, deeper and more. And he was very good at those words.

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