I received this book for free from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.The Secret Thief by Nina Lane
Published by Snow Queen Publishing on April 1, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Source: InkSlinger PR
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Behind his beautiful eyes
Lay a thousand secrets and lies.
But my own secrets are all laid bare
The twisted reality of a disgraceful affair.
I once deciphered the mysteries hidden in art
Then mistakes and desire tore me apart.
Now I'm shipwrecked at the end of the earth
Desperate again to prove my worth.
The lighthouse keeper is a stranger to me
Yet one night with him sets me free.
We find ourselves united by the stars above
Both of us needing the salvation of love.
Until our secrets and shame continue to build
And what was flourishing will soon be killed.
Also by this author: Sweet Dreams, Sweet Life
Contemporary Romance; stand-alone novel.
- Addictiveness: This book was intriguing and the mystery kept me going and trying to guess until the end.
- Character: hero 5/5, heroine 4/5, secondary characters 4/5, growth 5/5, real 5/5 Yes! My favorite part about Ms. Lane’s stories are her characters development. They are all multidimensional and easy to love, connect and understand. Flynn and Eve were another great example of that. They both had reasons to hide from the world. They both lived in pain. They both regretted past mistakes and were coping with those mistakes daily. They felt real and believable.
- Cover: art 5/5, title 5/5, subtitle 5/5, color-font 5/5, buy 5/5 Other obsession of mine with Ms. Lane’s books are her book cover. This one is another winner! I can see Eve and Flynn inside the tower here in this picture. It takes me to the story. The title is fitting and the color/font enhances the overall effect. I would buy this book without reading the blurb!
- Freshness: O.M.G.! This is a one-of-a-kind story. Nina uses all her creativity here and brings an amazing plot with so many details into a contemporary world that leaves me breathless.
- Plot: believable 5/5, conflict 4/5, dialogue 5/5, ending 5/5, enjoyment 5/5, opening 4/5, pace 4/5, setting 5/5, subplots 4/5, twists 5/5 Slow opening and wonderful ending. Perfect conflict and dialogues written by a wordsmith. Steady pace with a few subplots to enhance the story. A couple twists that makes the story even better. There is angst here and a lot of heat. Different!
- Romance: believable 5/5, chemistry 5/5, description 5/5, development 5/5, steam 5/5 Yes! This is a winner. The couple chemistry in undeniable. Their scenes are hot and steamy. They are explosive together. The way they learn each other and how their love developed was really great.
- Writing Style: We all have our favorites, Ms. Lane’s has for a while been one of mine. She writes love stories that feel real. She is wonderful with words and her character development is superb. There are never loose ends in her books. This plot is creative and has enough mystery to keep the reader entertained. Her smut is always classy and hot.
- Maybe some of the sexy thoughts Eve had felt unnecessary. I mean, sometimes it was hard to believe.
I believe I have read all or almost all books from Ms. Lane. This is different from the rest. It has her trademarks like fabulous characters and perfectly written smut, but it also has a key of mystery and a dash of fairy tale.
I’ve enjoyed this new side of the author.
33/35 STARS – 4.5 STARS (4.5 stars between 31.5 and 33 stars)
Addictiveness: 4 Character: 5 Cover: 5 Freshness: 5 Plot: 4.5 Romance: 4.5 Writing Style: 5
- Action 2/5
- Angst 4/5
- Darkness 0/5
- Humor 2/5
- Romance 5/5
- Suspense/Mystery 4/5
- Would I recommend? I would recommend this book for everyone that enjoys steamy romance.
- Would I re-read this book?Yes
- Would I re-read this series? This is a stand-alone.
- Would I read more from the author? One of the authors that I buy the book without even reading what it is about.
You MAY read this because you are a fan of the author; you SHOULD read this because you enjoy amazing characters; you MUST read this for a steamy romance with a dash of mystery!!!
The minute Flynn opens the workroom door, my whole body zings with excitement and anticipation. Even with his dark frown, the remoteness surrounding him like an aura, the clipped tone of his voice, I react to him as if he were stroking my hair and whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
Jeremy hadn’t come close to eliciting anything even close to this…which is exactly the reason I’ll go out with him again, if he asks me. Jeremy is solid, grounded, honest. Everything about Flynn is a mystery and a fantasy. I’d gotten caught up in a fantasy with David—whose “mystery” had been a lie—and I’d paid the price.
“How was your weekend?” I set my satchel and lunch bag on the desk.
“Great.” I give him a once-over, looking for evidence of an encounter with a chick, but while he looks edible in his worn jeans and T-shirt, like a warm, rumpled bed I could nestle right into, his demeanor is as impassive as ever.
Does he ever smile? Every now and then I’ve caught a glimpse of amusement, a twitch of his mouth, but I’ve yet to see him fully smile.
“Any special instructions for today?” I turn on the laptop computer and open my notebook.
“Stay away from Jeremy King.”
Shock bolts down my spine. I jerk my head up to stare at him. He’s watching me with a narrowed gaze, his mouth set in a stern line.
“Um…what?” I can’t get another word out.
“Stay away from him,” Flynn repeats. “He’s not good for you.”
Irritation breaks past my shock. “How would you know who is or isn’t good for me? You’ve barely said twenty words to me the whole week I’ve been working here.”
“I don’t need to say anything to know the facts.” His tone hardens. “I don’t want you around him.”
“Well, you have no right to tell me that,” I retort. “How did you know I went on a date with him anyway?”
His jaw tightens. “You think people around here don’t take notice when their favorite son is out having dinner with the new girl in town?”
Christ. I experience a sudden longing for the cold anonymity of a big city.
“I know people are talking about me,” I snap. “But I refuse to let gossip dictate what I can and can’t do. And for your information, Jeremy knows about what happened to me, and it didn’t seem to bother him.”
“That’s not the point. You can’t work for me and see him.”
My shoulders tense. I focus on the computer, hitting the key to bring up the database software.
“My date with Jeremy has nothing to do with my work here,” I reply stiffly. “I didn’t, and won’t, tell him anything about the job or the fact that you’re my employer. You don’t need to worry about breach of contract.”
“This isn’t about the damned contract.” His voice is suddenly sharp.
He steps closer to me, his soapy, warm scent filling my nose. I hold my ground, not wanting him to see me weaken even though I’m melting inside at his nearness. Impassive though he is on the exterior, I can almost feel the energy coursing through him, his heavy strong heartbeat, the rush of his blood.
“I don’t want you around King,” he repeats.
“Does your animosity have something to do with him wanting to sell the lighthouse?”
“I’m not answering questions.” His gray eyes turn the color of metal. “I’m telling you to stay away from him.”
My pulse races. “You don’t have that right.”
“I’m your boss.”
“That doesn’t mean you can make that demand.” The words snap out of my mouth without thought. “And if you think you can threaten to fire me over this, then step back, mister, because I’ve been through the worst wrongful termination I can imagine. And even though my employer fucking won that battle, I still have plenty of fight left in me. I’ll put on my gloves and go another round with you, if I have to.”
Wow. Go, Eve.
I’m breathing fast, and my knees are quaking with sudden fear that he’ll make me prove my bold statement. I dig my fingernails into my palms. The air between us sparks with electricity. I force myself to hold my ground, to look directly at him and—
Admiration flashes in his eyes, like a silver comet streaking across the sky. His stern expression doesn’t change, but that brief glimpse of warmth eases the tension knotting my shoulders.
“I’m not going to fire you.” His voice is measured and controlled. “But I will not have you seeing King.”
“You don’t like him, so that means I have to stay away from him?” I ask. “Sorry, no. He’s one of the few people in this town who has been nice to me, and I enjoyed our date. I refuse to discount the possibility of Jeremy being my first real friend here.”
Flynn’s jaw clenches. “He wants to be more than your friend.”
“I know.” I put my hands on my hips and look him in the eye. “He even kissed me.”
Anger crashes over his features, and a vein throbs in his forehead. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was jealous.
But I do know better. He’s mad because I’m refusing to do something he wants me to do. Despite, or maybe because of, his isolated lifestyle, Flynn is clearly a man accustomed to getting what he wants.
“He kissed you.” The word grind out of his mouth like broken glass.
“Yes. And I kissed him back. Like our date, it was nice. Nice hasn’t been the norm in my life lately.”
“I could kiss you,” Flynn retorts, his hands fisting. “But it wouldn’t nice.”
“Oh yeah?” My heart kicks into gear, blood rushing through my veins. “What would it be, then?”
He pulls in a breath, his gaze settling on my mouth. “Hot.”
“Prove it.” Borne of my endless nighttime fantasies, the dare flies out of me without thought of the potential repercussions.
Before I can take another breath, he grabs my shoulders and pulls me against him. I freeze, stunned by the reality of a moment I’d imagined more times than I can count—the sensation of his body against mine. And God, he feels exactly the way I’d imagined, a solid wall of heat and muscle pulsing with life. Rock-hard arms that could wrap around me so tightly nothing would get past them.
He stares down at me, his steel-like gaze sparking with intent like iron striking stone. I can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t think.
Then his mouth crashes down on mine, an onslaught, a possession, a claiming. Hunger bursts through me, a desire so sharp and intense it destroys all my defenses in one fell swoop. I moan, everything inside me weakening and aching for more. He slides a hand to my lower back, fitting our bodies together. I yield everywhere, my curves softening against him, any thought of resistance dissolving in a haze of disbelief and craving.
I part my lips tentatively, let him inside. My head spins with the taste of him—something decadent and forbidden. Our tongues touch, breath mingling. Arousal floods me, swift and hard, as if all the fantasies in which I’ve indulged have primed me for this moment. I bring my hands up to his face, his stubble coarse against my palms, slide them down to the sides of his neck where his pulse throbs heavily. He’s like the sea—mysterious, unpredictable, powerful. I could get lost in him, drown, let him sweep me away to a distant land where no one knows who I am and what I’ve done.
He lifts his head, breaking our kiss and stepping away from me at the same time. Heavy breaths saw from his chest, and his eyes are darkened to black. I bring a shaking hand to my mouth, suddenly unsure if the kiss just happened or if I’m like Alice in Wonderland, spinning downward, lost in my intricate imagination.