Dog With A Bone

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Expected Release Date: October 30, 2014
Publisher: Hailey Edwards
Imprint: N/A
Author’s Website: haileyedwards.net
My Source for This Book: Gift from the author
via Bippity Boppity Book Tours
Part of a Series: Yes, Book 1, Black Dog Series
Series Best Read In Order: N/A
Steam Level: Chaste
Pet Peeves: Cockblocking
Favorite Tropes: Workplace Romance, Forbidden Romance, Reformed Rake

Official Blurb:

Half-bloods with Thierry’s skill set are given two options. They can join the conclave’s marshal program, or they can pack their bags. Turn down the job offer, and you’ve just shredded your residency pass for the mortal realm and booked yourself a one-way ticket to Faerie.

Texas is the only home Thierry has ever known, and she’s not going anywhere. Even if it means following in her notorious father’s footsteps as a peacekeeper. But pinning on the badge opens her eyes to the fact sometimes fae need protection too, and that sometimes humans are the real monsters.

What Worked For Me:

  • I thoroughly enjoyed the first-person point of view. I think it was an excellent choice on the author’s part to help the reader get into Thierry’s mind, as well as to really be a part of the action.
  • Theirry’s passion for seeing justice met for both humans and immortals both is one of the things that made ma fall in love with her.  It’s natural considering her own half-blood status, but even so, her determination that human deaths be treated as just as heinous helps highlight her underdog status (no pun intended), which I enjoyed.
  • Shaw. *fans self* Shaw was just delicious.  The chemistry between him and Thierry was scrumptious of course, but more than that, I liked him on his own merits. He was honorable, snarky, and not afraid to bend the rules.  Throw in just the right amount of insecurity as far as relationships and his own incubus identity goes and…. *fans self some more*
  • No slut-shaming! Okay, okay, I know this isn’t that unusual when the promiscuous character is the male, as it was in this case, but even so, there was the perfect opportunity for this particular character to be bashed for his past, and it was handled beautifully. I highly approved.
  • loved the action in this story. Thierry’s power is so cool, and while I won’t spoil anything, I loved the final confrontation and the unexpected way her power came into play.

What Didn’t Work For Me:

  • As you all know by now, I like my stories a little more on the steamy side. So, imagine my frustration when there’s this truckload of chemistry between Thierry and Shaw throughout the entire story, and yet no actual doing of the do. *dramatic sigh*  Surprisingly though, this was actually a fairly small negative for me.  I’m so excited about this series, and the main storyline was so good, that even though I was disappointed in the lack of actual love scenes, it’s an easy thing to overlook.

The bottom line for me is very simple — I’m obsessed with this series already. From the characters and their powers, to the chemistry, to the world they live in, to the pulse-pounding action, and all the way through to the teaser ending that hints at the next book.  While I won’t deny I was a bit growly at the fact that there was no actual love scene, that ended up being a minor complaint because my adoration for the rest of it was so overwhelming.  In fact, I’ve already read it twice, and my long-time readers should know, that is not something I do often.

5stars5/5 Stars, and I think I’ll go read it again while I stare forlornly at the calendar waiting for the sequel. 

 

EXCERPT:

Burnt ozone tingled in my nose. I inhaled deeply, but all I scented was the coming storm.

Thunder boomed overhead, rumbling through the ground under my feet. I was still hunched behind a twisted metal sculpture of a giant rooster when the first lukewarm raindrops splattered on my cheeks.

Movement on my right slammed the brakes on my heart. I squinted where I thought I glimpsed a pale blur, but the sun was too far gone and the scrapyard too dark for me to tell what it had been.

My left palm tingled with suppressed energy. My kind of magic wasn’t allowed at the marshal academy.

I had to go. Every second I stood here exposed on three sides was an opportunity to get caught.

I filled my lungs until they burned then exhaled slowly, hoping for a clue. Nothing.

It’s now or never.

Shoving off the rooster’s metallic wing, I ran as fast as I could toward the tower at the center of the rusting maze. Even this far away I spotted the white flag plastered against its pole. If I could just reach it, all this ended. Done. Over. If I had that flag, I could go home. If I got there first.

That was a whole lot of ifs.

“Cadet Thackeray,” a low voice rumbled.

My pulse leapt. New plan. Forget the tower. If Shaw had my taste in his mouth, he would not let me reach it. I needed a new hiding spot now before he got close enough to use his lure on me.

Once I drew in the hot scent of his skin, it was over. I was lost. His heat would snare me, and I would be his.

As if I wasn’t already.

After darting past a promising heap, I hesitated until spotting a pair of large red ears sticking up from behind the twisted carcass of what once was a desk. Mei. Best friends shared a lot of things, but their hiding place during final exam was not one of them. I left the small fox to her den and kept running.

Sliding around the corner, I left the small-parts section of the yard and headed toward the stacks of crushed vehicles and rusted-out skeletons of construction equipment. I always avoided this section and the prickly sensation it inspired on my nape. Granted, the odds of the stacks falling and crushing me to a half-blooded fae pulp were pretty slim, but I didn’t want to be the exception that proved the rule.

Mud splashed up my legs and soaked my sneakers. I paused to scent the wind, gulping a lungful of patchouli-and-bergamot-flavored air. My skin sizzled and my head whirled as I fought the urge to follow that hot fragrance to the even hotter man producing it. Bastard. He wasn’t playing fair. Incubus lures were too damn tasty, and I was already nursing one hell of a sweet tooth where my instructor was concerned.

Excerpt from: Dog With A Bone Copyright © 2014 by Hailey Edwards used with permission of author.

About the Author

Born in the Deep South, Hailey is a lifelong resident of Alabama. Her husband works for the local sheriff’s department and her daughter is counting down the days until she’s old enough to audition for American Idol. Her doxie, Black Ilex, helps Hailey write by snoozing in his recliner in her office.

Her desire to explore without leaving the comforts of home fueled her love of reading and writing. Whenever the itch for adventure strikes, Hailey can be found with her nose glued to her Kindle’s screen or squinting at her monitor as she writes her next happily-ever-after.

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