The Sydney Storm MC are back and war is coming.
Dating the sister of a friend is a bad move, but falling for the sister of your club’s greatest ally is the absolute worst move.
Especially when he makes it clear he doesn’t want a biker anywhere near her.
This story contains all the panty-melting sexiness and alpha goodness that Nina Levine books are known for.
This series is best read in order
Panty Scorching 5
Overall Rating 5
Reviewed by Lindsey
Nina, Nina, Nina. What am I going to do with you lady? Honestly…. Nothing. Because you write amazing books and they are completely addictive. This one is no different from the rest. When it comes to biker men… You’re in a class of your own. Loved Devil!
Hailee is a sassy sweetheart. I love her. Shes so funny and super light. No matter what is eating at her shes always trying to find the good in everything. It takes a strong person to do that. I really admired that most about her. Shes not really into dating or finding a man. But, when Devil makes himself known shes a goner. I loved it! I loved that shes very adult about things. Not one to just blame others or even push the burden on other people. Shes a mature woman. Beautiful inside and out.
Devil. He is one smooooth operator! Gahhh. This man had one liners through out the whole book that had me giggling like a schoolgirl. He is funny! I love his humor. I also loved the fact that there was no beating around the bush with him. He set his sights on Hailee and that was that. Poor girl didn’t stand a chance with his charm. Not only is he smooth as butter but he’s a good man. He knows how to take care of a woman outside of the bed and very well inside. WOWZA!
Nina takes you on a journey that is so addictive you will not want the story to end. I loved this book as much as her others. The way she hooks you from the beginning is simply amazing. She really makes this writing business seem effortless. Loved this book and I cant wait for more. And for the record…. Kings book isn’t even out yet and I’m calling dibs officially.
Here’s a taste of Devil & Hailee
I decided to be completely up-front with my thoughts. “Are you just after sex here? I mean, if you are, I’m on board with that, but I’d rather know going in what this is rather than thinking it could be more when that’s not what you’re thinking.”
He smiled harder and leant forward so he could kiss me. His lips on mine blazed a line of hunger along my skin. Every inch of me wanted more. And he didn’t disappoint.
Parting my lips, he deepened the kiss, his tongue searching for mine. He took my face in his hands, and his body slid across the lounge towards mine until we were touching.
I wanted to crawl into his lap and never let him end this kiss.
I wanted to rip his shirt off and put my hands all over his body.
God, I wanted to do so many dirty things to him—things I’d never done to another man, but had dreamt of.
“Darlin’,” he rasped, pulling his mouth from mine, which made me want to cry out my disappointment. “We need to stop this now or else I’m not gonna be able to stop. I’d happily fuck you on this lounge if it’s what you wanted, but I doubt it is.”
I took hold of his face. “I need your lips on mine for at least another five minutes, and if you can’t control yourself, that’s on you.” My words came out on a huff of bossy breathlessness, because that’s what a kiss from Devil did to me. I could only imagine what sleeping with him would do. Hell, he might cause me to stop breathing all together.
His eyes widened a fraction before he grinned. “Jesus, you’re something else, woman.”
And then he gave me what I wanted.
And I knew what his answer would be about whether this was just sex or not.
This was never going to just be about sex.
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Gypsy at heart.
USA Today Bestselling author who writes about alpha men & the women they love.
When I’m not creating with words you will find me planning my next getaway, visiting somewhere new in the world, having a long conversation over coffee and cake with a friend, creating with paper or curled up with a good book and chocolate.
I’ve been writing since I was twelve. Weaving words together has always been a form of therapy for me especially during my harder times. These days I’m proud that my words help others just as much as they help me.