From New York Times Bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken, comes ENVY, a new novella in her Eagle Elite Series, brought to you by 1,001 Dark Nights! Be sure to grab your copy today!
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes a new story in her Eagle Elite series…
Every family has rules, the mafia just has more….
Do not speak to the bosses unless spoken to.
Do not make eye contact unless you want to die.
And above all else, do not fall in love.
Renee Cassani’s future is set.
Her betrothal is set.
Her life, after nannying for the five families for the summer, is set
Somebody should have told Vic Colezan that.
He’s a man who doesn’t take no for an answer.
And he only wants one thing.
Somebody should have told Renee that her bodyguard needed as much discipline as the kids she was nannying.
Good thing Vic has a firm hand.
The Eagle Elite
series is one of my absolute favorite mafia series, I just can’t get enough of
it and I absolutely LOVED Envy. Since
this is a 1001 Dark Nights novella
you could technically read it without reading the previous books, but the
characters from previous books play a part in this story between Vic and Renee
and I personally think you will enjoy Envy
more if you have read the Eagle Elite
I DEVOURED Envy; I
did not want to put it down. Blood In. No Out. If you have read the previous
books you understand the significance of those words. They play an important
role in this book as well. Vic has made an oath, one that he can’t break, for
him there is no falling in love, no distractions, no time for anything else
then performing his duty to the families. While he may not be allowed to touch,
he can watch and watch Renee he does. The chemistry between them was off the
charts and the emotional pull was also prevalent because both have reasons to
not get involved but that pull between them is getting stronger and stronger.
Will Vic break his oath for a taste of happiness with Renee, or will he stay
away and keep the oath but lose a chance at love? Well you know I am not going
to tell you, you have to read the book to find out but be prepared to not doing
anything until you finish.
Envy is packed
with all the things I love about the Eagle
Elite series. The action, the moments of hilarity, the sexiness, the
danger, the characters we love and a story that is always one that draws me in
and holds me hostage from beginning to end. Envy
is a must read book if you are a fan of the Eagle
Elite series and if you are new to the series and Ms. Van Dyken’s books
then I think you will be hooked like I and so many others are. Blood In. No
Every family has rules, the mafia just has more…. Do not speak to the bosses unless spoken to. Do not make eye contact unless you want to die. And above all else, do not fall in love. Renee Cassani’s future is set. Her betrothal is set. Her life, after nannying for the five families for the summer, is set Somebody should have told Vic Colezan that. He’s a man who doesn’t take no for an answer. And he only wants one thing. Her. Somebody should have told Renee that her bodyguard needed as much discipline as the kids she was nannying. Good thing Vic has a firm hand.
I tasted his fear.
It mingled with his lust.
I wanted him.
So I took him.
Because waiting for him to snap was like watching someone slowly burn from within until they lash out at everything around them. He felt the attraction. We were heat, we were untamed, we were greedy.
He reached for the front of my shirt and ripped it with his right hand. I gasped as he exposed my bra and then ripped that too, like I could go out and find another one just like it.
It would be easier if he was clumsy…
If he didn’t know exactly what he was doing when his tongue slid past my lips and teased every inch of my mouth.
He knew my body better than I did.
I arched into him wantonly.
He responded by lifting me with one arm and bracing me against the tree, running his wicked mouth down my neck and licking one nipple, only to go to the other like he’d been waiting to do it all day.
Each moan was swallowed by more deep kissing.
More, more, more.
“You’re bad for me,” he whispered against my neck. “I want you anyways.”
“You’re bad for me,” I admitted. “I’ll take you any way I can get.”
He growled against my mouth, and the vibration of it sent shivers down my spine. Abruptly he pulled away.
I wanted to protest, to tell him not to run.
I didn’t have to.
He threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and carried me into the house, slamming the door behind him, locking it to keep bad guys out—or maybe to keep the baddest of them all…
He tossed me onto the nearest couch and attacked. His mouth came down hard, next his body, until all I knew was him.
The weight of him pressed against me.
I opened my mouth to him as he deepened the kiss. His rough hands cupped my breasts, weighing them, squeezing, as he sucked my tongue with his lips, bit down with his teeth.
Heart racing, I couldn’t even form a logical thought beyond how good he tasted and how hot his skin was.
“This happens once.” He pulled away abruptly. “Promise me.”
“Renee.” It was his tone, the sound of my name falling from his lips like he was tortured by my name—by me. I knew that kind of torture, I knew what it was like to kiss my enemy and want him in my bed.
To hate myself for wanting the murderer.