Sunday, February 27, 2011
Random Books from the Bookshelf
Random Books from the Bookshelf is weekly feature hosted by Cookies, Books and Bikes. This weekly feature was created to showcase the first few paragraphs from books that have been sitting on the bookshelf patiently waiting for their turn to be read. I’d like to send a big THANK YOU to WonderBunny for letting me use her awesome feature on my site. Please stop by and visit her blog. Aside from this cool feature, she also posts great book reviews and shares AMAZING cookie recipes!
I’m deeming today ‘Steamy Books Purchased during a Barnes & Noble Sale’ day. What? Yes, that’s the best title I could come up with. C’mon guys! I haven’t had my coffee yet. Cut me some slack. *mutters* On to the stash, shall we?
By Appointment Only by Janice Maynard
Even mines the requisite white wedding dress, the woman fleeing down the fronts steps of a large, imposing church in downtown Orlando had a definite runaway bride vibe thing going on. Morgan Webber was minding his own business as he strolled along the sidewalk when she literally slammed into his shoulder, threatening to send them both crashing to the pavement.
Only his bulk and her quick footwork saved them. She tossed out a muttered apology, evaded his grasp, and darted out into the street. He watched aghast, wincing at the cacophony of blaring horns and screeching brakes, as she danced between the vehicles.
When she made it safely to the opposite curb, he actually glanced over his shoulder expecting to see a distraught groom in hot pursuit. But at the top of the steps, the sturdy oak doors, both decorated with large white ribbons, remained firmly closed.
Hot Property by Susan Johnson
“Ask him AGAIN where the goddamn Serb paras are! Don’t look at me like that! That’s a fucking ORDER!!”
“He doesn’t know anything! How many times to I have to tell you—he’s just a farmer! Give it up you SICK SON OF A BITCH!!”
The two men shouting at each other had been on opposite sides of the interrogation issue from the moment they’d met three months ago. Harry Miller thought you could beat the truth out of people, and after the defeats at the Marine barracks in Lebanon and then again at Mogadishu, he was the first one to point out the military annex to the Balkan peace accord. “We have the authority,” he would remind anyone daring to question his brutality, “to use force if necessary to carry out our responsibilities.” For Harry that meant coming down like a ton of bricks on anyone who got in his way.
Riding Wild by Jaci Burton
As assignments went, this one was odd. But as a private investigator, Lily West did what she was hired to do. Her latest mission was to attempt to break into the museum, test the night security team, and see if they were doing their job.
Easy enough. She’d been casing the museum for the past week. The day shift was tight and doing a fine job handling the large crowds coming in to see the traveling Star of Egypt exhibit of artifacts. The day crew was also busy enough to allow her to wander around and study everything, map it all out, so she’d know what to look for at night.
She’d gotten her answers. The night crew was severely lax, and the museum’s overall security system sucked. No one patrolled outside, and the guys mostly sat on their asses in the front lobby and talked to each other instead of making rounds. Lucky for them, not a damn thing had been going on.