Series: SWAT #6
Published by Sourcebooks Casablanca
Publication Date: June 6th 2017
Genres: Romantic Suspense, Paranormal Romance
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Disclaimer: I voluntarily reviewed a copy of this book. All opinions stated are solely mine.
A STORM IS BREWING…
Remy Boudreaux is back in his hometown, New Orleans. He’s there with three of his fellow Dallas SWAT officers for a week of training with the NOLA PD. On the eve of a tropical storm, Remy and his buddies prowl the French Quarter. One tantalizing scent captures Remy’s senses, forcing him to follow until he is face to face with Triana Bellamy—his beautiful high school crush.
After reconnecting, Remy and Triana are close—very. Remy struggles to keep things casual. Ever since his partner—and first love—was killed on the job, he’s kept women at a distance.
But when a mysterious wolf pendant ropes them both into danger, Remy’s protective instincts kick in. He may have to reveal his true self…and hope Triana accepts him.
This series is still as engrossing as it was when I read the first book but I’m really glad that the story moved from Dallas to a new location and what better setting than sultry, sexy and mystical New Orleans. As usual, Ms. Tyler combines fast-paced action with sizzling hot chemistry in this installment and will leave you itching to get your hands on the next book as soon as possible.
Remy Boudreaux is back in New Orleans after a long time for a training with the city’s SWAT unit and ready to enjoy the pleasures of the city with his team mates but fate throws a wrench in those plans almost immediately when he reconnects with his high school crush, Triana Bellamy. Even though he intends to keep their reunion casual and lighthearted, nothing seems to be going according to plan. Could Triana be The One for him? Besides, after the loss of his girlfriend and partner, Remy has no intention of falling love ever again, but fate has other things in store for him.
With Triana and her mom in the cross-hairs of a mob boss looking for immortality and her father’s death linked to this quest, Remy finds himself embroiled in a game of cat and mouse where he’s not sure which he is, a game that will reveal even more sinister secrets and he will need the help of his team to defeat this enemy.
I liked that Triana and Remy’s relationship was mostly easy and straightforward, and the drama was focused on other things, but my favorite character was Triana’s mom and I would love to see her in future installments. I did have a few misgivings about how neatly their past and present as well as Remy’s relationship with his late girlfriend lined up, but it was still a very enjoyable read and I definitely will recommend this to lovers of romantic suspense or paranormal romance.
I love the buildup of suspense that spans the whole series and putting together the tiny clues the author doles out in each installment. It’s obvious that there is about to be a big showdown between the wolves and a rogue group and I can’t wait for the next book to get here!
Triana was having so much fun, she was disappointed when they finally reached her mother’s voodoo shop and the apartment over it. Even though it was after two in the morning, she didn’t want the evening to end yet.
“The shop hasn’t changed much, but do you want to come in and look around anyway?” she asked hopefully.
He grinned. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
Triana unlocked the door, then closed and locked it behind them quietly, so she wouldn’t wake her mom. When she turned back around, Remy was already walking around the dimly lit shop, taking in the shelves upon shelves of knickknacks that had mesmerized her since childhood. The overhead lights were off, so the red, green, and purple neon tubes that edged the display windows were the only source of illumination, but it was more than enough to guide her steps as she moved to Remy’s side. She watched as he picked up the various dolls, candles, beads, tarot cards, potions, books, and other trinkets that filled the store. For such large hands, he handled everything he touched with a surprisingly gentle touch.
“Everything is exactly the same as I remember it.” He turned to smile at her, a warm glint in his eyes. “Well, not everything. You’ve changed quite a bit.”
The heated way he looked at her made her tummy quiver. “Really. How so?”
Remy took her hand and tugged her closer. The tips of her nipples grazed his muscular chest, sending tingles spiraling through her. “I tend to remember you as a shy, somewhat awkward girl who was all knees and elbows back then.”
She laughed softly, a little embarrassed. Yeah, that was a pretty good description of her when she was in high school. She had been what her mom called a late bloomer, so everything had changed her freshman year in college, when her body had made up for lost time.
“And now?” she asked in a near whisper.
He bent his head until his face was so close to hers that she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin. His left hand came up and found her hip, slowly gliding back and forth across the silky material and heating the skin underneath.
“And now, you definitely aren’t shy, you move like a cat, and all those knees and elbows have turned into some serious curves I’d love to explore, since I’m smart enough to know what I want.”
She blushed at hearing him put all that into words. “No one’s stopping you.”
The glint in his eyes flared brighter for a moment as the neon lights caught them. Then, one of Remy’s hands was in her hair and he was kissing her. A moan involuntarily escaped her lips as his mouth came down on hers and his tongue slipped inside. He tasted so delicious she couldn’t help it.
She slid her hands up the front of his shirt and grabbed his shoulders, squeezing hard as she pulled him even closer, urging him to kiss her harder.
Remy must have understood what she was trying to say because the hand in her hair tightened possessively and his tongue teased hers more aggressively. At the same time, his free hand moved around from her hip to her lower back, fitting her against him so firmly she could feel every ripple and bulge in that perfect body of his. And one of those bulges suggested he was enjoying the kiss just as much as she was.
Triana melted against him, surrendering to a kiss she’d been fantasizing of for over a decade. She’d heard women talking about going all weak kneed from a great kiss, but she’d never experienced it or even believed it. She believed it now. If Remy hadn’t been holding on to her so tightly, she was sure she would have just collapsed to her knees right there in front of him.
Isn’t that an interesting thought?