"A whirlwind of sensuality and suspense!"
Reviewed by Miranda Owen
Posted March 24, 2015
Romance Suspense
BROKEN is Book one in Cynthia Eden's LOST series
about a
group of investigators who try to find missing people when
everyone else has given up looking. Although I don't
normally read romantic suspense, I love Cynthia Eden and
am
intrigued by missing person stories and the detectives and
searchers who look for them. BROKEN pulled me in right
away
and I couldn't stop reading this incredibly exciting
story.
BROKEN is Alfred Hitchcock meets Criminal Minds with a big
helping of erotica thrown in. BROKEN is told primarily
from
three points of view -- Gabe Spencer, Eve Gray, and the
unknown serial killer. For me, Eve Gray is the classic
Alfred Hitchcock blonde. She goes to Gabe's organization,
LOST -- as a woman suffering from amnesia and with reason
to
suspect that she is a woman who might be "the one who got
away" from a notorious serial killer. Throughout BROKEN,
Eve proves to be a fighter and a stronger person than
others would first believe. Cynthia Eden does a wonderful
job of creating all kinds of tension -- both sexual as
well
as the more spine-chilling variety.
BROKEN is a fantastic balance of intense, thrilling scenes
and extremely passionate ones. I love the relationship
that
develops between Gabe and Eve. Despite being unsure about
a
lot of things due to her amnesia, Eve is sure about her
feelings for Gabe. I like that she doesn't let anybody
push
her around. I also like that what Gabe likes about Eve is
the strength and bravery he sees in her. Although she is a
woman who is often in dangerous situations, she exhibits a
lot of courage and quick-thinking.
BROKEN is a whirlwind of sensuality and suspense that is
highly addictive. Cynthia Eden succeeds at creating
another
red hot romance with a compelling mystery. There are
enough
tantalizing clues littered throughout BROKEN to keep
readers guessing the identity of the mysterious killer.
Gabe's partners at LOST are equally interesting and I look
forward to reading their stories in the future --
especially
Sarah and Wade.
Learn more about Broken
SUMMARY
The first novel in New York Times bestselling author
Cynthia
Eden's sizzling LOST series introduces the Last Option
Search Team, an elite unit that must protect the only
surviving victim of a serial killer. Ex-SEAL and LOST founder Gabe Spencer is accustomed to
the
unusual in his job. But when knockout Eve Gray steps into
his office, he's rattled. For the mysterious woman is a
dead ringer for the heiress thought to be the latest prey
of
the serial killer who goes by the name Lady Killer. When Eve awoke in an Atlanta hospital, her past was a
blank
slate. Then she recognized her own face in the newspaper
and
vowed to learn the truth. Determined to confront the
nightmares hidden in her mind, she never expects to find
a
partner in Gabe. As Gabe and Eve work together, their explosive attraction
becomes irresistible. Gabe knows that his desire for Eve
is
growing too strong, bordering on a dangerous obsession,
but
nothing pulls him away from her. And when another Eve
lookalike disappears, Gabe vows to protect Eve at all
costs.
While Eve may have forgotten the killer in her past, it's
clear he hasn't forgotten her.
Excerpt“Do you think I’m a con artist or a victim?”“I think you’re a woman who has been hurt.” No denying
that. “One of my team members, Wade Monroe, is contacting
the Montgomery family. We’ll get DNA from them and find
out—” “If I’m Jessica.” There was hope in the words. Enough
hope to break his heart. Gabe nodded. “When will we know?” It would take a few days, even with the strings that he
could pull. “As soon as possible,” he said, not wanting
to give her a specific timetable. “Thank you.” Then, just like that, she was across the
car, giving him a tight hug. “Thank you.” His arms wrapped around her, an instinctive response. She
smelled faintly of flowers, a sweet scent that teased his
nose, and her body was soft against his. She tried to pull away, as if realizing what she’d just
done. For an instant he was tempted to hold her, to keep her
close. She’s a client. Focus. He let her go, but his body ached. “I … um … I should get inside.” Yes, she should. While he was still clutching tight to
his control. The control that said he shouldn’t push her.
Shouldn’t want her so much. Not when she’d already been
hurt so badly. Her fingers reached for the door. “Let me,” he said, voice rumbling, and Gabe climbed from
the Jag. In seconds he was on the passenger side, opening
her door for her. She rose, and her body brushed against
his. He stepped back. Distance. He seriously needed to put
some distance between then. But even with some fast steps
back, he could still smell that light and sexy scent that
clung to her body. And he still wanted her. “Your shrink asked me a lot of questions about you,” Eve
told him as she stood temptingly close. Gabe inclined his head. “I’m sure—” “I think she wanted to know why I respond so much to
you.” Oh, hell, she’d just said … He cleared his throat even as
part of his body surged in quick response to her. “It’s a
tense situation, you’re—” “You don’t look at me as if I’m a victim.” He stopped talking. “I mean, you know what I am, but you still look at me and
seem to just see me … as a woman.” “Others see you the same way.” Doc Tyler sure did.
Bastard. “It’s different with you,” she murmured as she stepped
even closer to him. Her head had tilted back so she could
look into his eyes. “I don’t know what I’ve felt for
other men before.” Why did the idea of others have his body knotting with
tension? “But I know that when I see you, I want.” A hushed
confession. “I just … I needed to tell you that.” And he needed to make his self-control a hell of a lot
stronger. Her lips were just inches from his, and he
wanted her mouth beneath his. Wanted her lips open.
Needed to taste her. “You’re the first man I’ve wanted since I opened my eyes
in that hospital.” He could actually feel his control splintering. Client.
Cli— “You probably don’t want me. I—I might not be your type.” Now her gaze had fallen, as if in embarrassment. Had she
really just asked if she was his type? She was probably
every damn man’s type. “But you make me feel normal again, so I had to tell you
—” His fingers curved under her chin. “Eve …” Her smile was a little too big. Too bright. “I don’t
think I can handle anything else right now, I’m …” She
pulled away. Stumbled onto the sidewalk. “I just wanted
to tell you how I felt,” she told him again. Then she walked into the shelter, her steps hurried. As
if she were running. From him. He stared after her. She wanted him. And she was so beyond his reach.
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