I always felt a little bad that Jacob Black was so young. Well, and moody but I won't address that here. What if he was older so I could look at him, pant, and not feel like a cradle robber?
Masked by Moonlight introduces the reader to the underbelly of New Orleans with crime lord, Jimmy, and his beautifully sculpted and exquisite lap dog, Max. The story is that Jimmy found Max as a little boy out in the swamps with his dead mama, half starved and mostly mad. He brought him home and trained him to always watch Jimmy's back. Rumor has it that Max is also a ruthless killer. An exquisite and magnificent ruthless killer.
Then we have New Orleans Police Department's, Charlotte, who verbally spars with Max on every occasion. For some reason she and her partner, Alain, find themselves at Jimmy's place often questioning them about the latest criminal activity.
One of these characters possesses the same outstanding characteristic of Jacob Black sans Twilight. Another of the characters finds herself drawn to him as he sniffs her out wherever she may be. I'm not going to lie to you. It's a sensual book. Not the passive innuendo type book but the in-your-face-sexual-description and husband-is-going-to-get-lucky-tonight kind of book.
It's the first of a series, setting up a good New Orleans cop as the girlfriend of a very powerful underbelly criminal
who definitely knows how to please a woman and does so over and over and over again.
Want it? I have a copy up for grabs. Have an address in the U.S. (no P.O. box) and someplace to hide it when your mother-in-law comes over. Give me a comment with your email address. Extra entry (in separate comment) if you tell me who you would choose to play an irresistible werewolf in a movie.
Contest ends June 28th.