Review: I swear I love Noella and Drake!! These two detectives and their shenanigans make reading a whodunnit so much fun. If you’ve read my reviews of the other books you will understand that their love/hate/hot sex relationship makes for a great read.
This go round Drake finds himself on the outside of a murder case since the prime suspect is…his MOM! Yeah. I’m sure you can suspect that this didn’t go down to well with our controlling alpha male lead. Noella again finds herself in the thick of things but instead of proving guilt, she is trying to prove Mama Drake didn’t do it.
Nonna (crazy Italian granma) and her crazy pet parrot keeps the histerics going as only they can in this series. I can’t give enough kudos for these characters because everyone from the pets to the people have such character that you cannot help but fall in love with that all and this series. So 4.5 stars for this crazy detective series.
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Blurb: Holly Woods is going to hell in a handbasket—but this time, Satanists aren’t to blame. Halloween is.
Nonna doesn’t understand why there are skeletons and demons everywhere. Mom is threatening to stitch a devil into Nonna’s pillowcase if she doesn’t shut up. Bek is bumbling over a date with Jason, the handsome FBI agent who conveniently got himself relocated to Austin, and I… Well. I’m considering running away to a town without the crazies.
Nothing new here.
Everything is going smoothly—too smoothly—and I can’t shake the feeling that something is about to happen. Drake insists I’m being paranoid… But when a body turns up at the Holly Woods Halloween party, we have a whole lot more than a murderer to worry about.
Because the prime suspect is his mom.
And it’s my job to prove she’s innocent.
(Tied Bond is the fourth full-length book in the Holly Woods Files series and does not stand alone.)
I pinch her. “Don’t you have a date to be on?”
“A date? You have a date?”
“That’s the third time someone has asked me that. Why is that so surprising to everyone?” Bek holds out one hand, fixing wide eyes on Drake.
“Because your last ‘date’ was signing up to Match-dot-com,” he reminds her.
Looks like he’s dropped the arresting thing.
“It was right after Tinder Dick turned out to be fifty years old and cheating on his wife,” he goes on.
Ah. Yeah. My bad on that one. I had a gut feeling that Tinder Dick wasn’t the hunky summin’ summin’ in his picture. Let’s just say Carlton was pretty scared and tried to get a day off after being subjected to the horrors of a fifty year old man’s penis.
Not that I’m saying fifty year old men have horrid penises. I guess cock shots while the Viagra is still in the shot would be pretty damn scary to a twenty-something guy in the prime of his life.
Bek shudders. “Thanks for the reminder.”
“Who’s your date with?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Who has a date?” a familiar voice interrupts.
“The hell did you come fro—what the fuck are you wearing?” I stare at my youngest brother.
“I’m Thor. You know. The superhero.” Brody tugs on the cape.
“Doesn’t he have a hammer?”
“Yep. But he isn’t the only one that can lift it.” Brody grins, prompting Drake to laugh next to me.
“I’m not even dignifying that with a response, Brodes. That’s the worst pick up line I’ve ever heard.”
“That’s what she said before she picked it up.”
“How old are you?” I wrinkle my face up.
“Can we get back to the question? Who has a date?”
“I have a date!” Bek snaps. “Yes. I have a date. It’s not that surprising.”
“You have a date?” Brody frowns. “Since when did you date?”
“Since before you knew how to get your cock hard, idiot.”
“Oooh, damn,” Drake hisses under his breath. His fingers twitch against my waist.
No shit. It’s like tension is carpet bombing the fuck out of us. I feel like an intruder, and that’s saying something.
Brody’s eyes narrow. “You’re starting to piss me off, Bek.”
“I’m sure Melanie will cheer you up when you show her your hammer.”
“What is your problem?”
“Apparently my problem is that I have a date!”
Yeah. If that’s the problem, I’m a drunk, lesbian nun with triplets and a pet skunk.
Brody looks at the glass in her hand. “How much has she had?”
“Not enough for your bullshit, clearly,” Drake claps him on the shoulder. “You should go find Melanie before whatever is in Bek’s glass ends up on you, man.”
Smart man. That’s why I like him.
That and he hasn’t run away screaming yet.
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Author Bio: By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies – usually wine – and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy – unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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