Title: Bonded in Shadows
Series: Shadow Unit#2.5
Author: Tigris Eden
Published: May 6th 2014 by Kats Kreative Ideas
Length: 158pgs
Format: ARC ecopy
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Shelf: review
Rating: ★★★★★
Blurb:
After fighting almost impossible odds, Jes and Draven are finally together, but emotions are high strung now that Asia has shown up unannounced with the intention to take what she thinks she’s entitled to, including Draven.
Dealing with the protocol of Draven’s pack leaves a sour taste in Jes’ mouth. She’s battled every inner demon she has in order to be with her man. She wants their family to be first, not second which is easier said than done when she feels Draven is choosing his pack over family.
The pack has a way of digging their claws into their happily ever-after, pulling Draven further and further from his family’s needs. With Asia’s manipulative schemes combined with the conflict over their daughter’s birthday ritual, the couple’s bond is truly tested.
Join the members of Shadow Unit as they celebrate Family, in Bonded in Shadows a Shadow Unit Novella.
Excerpt:
Ronin grabbed Belinda around the waist and walked her through the aisles, arms snug around her waist he kissed her on the side of her neck. She tasted good. Too good. He was all for being late to Faith’s party. The little monster would understand. Besides, if he missed the first get-together, he wouldn’t miss the second one. It was too bad that the Agency felt now of all times was a good time to start tailing them.
“You’re all hands today.”
“Everyday.” He said against the side of her jaw as he nipped the skin there. Ronin squeezed her gently and released her.
“We gotta ditch the truck Deva.”
“Figured,” was her response.
The corners of Ronin’s eyes crinkled as he arched his brows.
“You knew?”
“Hmm.” She nodded. “Since we reached the Louisiana border.”
Gods, he loved his woman. She didn’t miss anything.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Hey, you two are the hulks. I figured you had it under control.”
“You trust us that much?” It floored him that she had so much faith in him and his brother.
“Duh, I fucking love you two.”
Every time she said the words, his heart wept with joy. There were too many times over his long life, he thought the organ was dead. He wasn’t human, but he did have a heart, and it felt as much as any other heart that beat inside a chest, be it animal or man.
Belinda looked around the store with glee. She was like a kid in a candy store, and Ronin had no clue why she was so excited all of a sudden.
“Whose car we jacking?”
There it was. She was excited about stealing a car. Figured.
“Trading.” Ronin whispered, so no one would know what the two of them were talking about.
“Jacking.” She said back.
“We’re trading Deva, not jacking. My excited criminal.” Ronin chucked her under the chin, the corners of his mouth tilted up in the beginnings of a smile. Belinda did that for him, made him smile when he would normally be serious.
She threw her head back and laughed. He loved that sound. It was musical and filled with happiness. Ronin turned her towards him and slid his hands in her hair pulling her head back, so her face was close to his. They stared at each other intently until she whispered against his lips.
“I’m not a criminal. But I’ve always wanted to hotwire a car.”
“Hellion.”
“Sex fiend.” She shot back sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. His jeans tightened painfully, and he stifled a groan. He wanted her again, just like that. Didn’t matter where they were. It only took moments like this to undo him completely.
“Temptress.”
“Rogue.”
His face split into a grin at their banter. He could be himself, and she’d still love him no matter what. One more thing to love about her.
“Pick a car princess, any car.”
Belinda turned to look out the window at their limited selection. Some were getting gas, others were parked while their patrons were inside buying snacks. Her eyes roved over her choices from right to left and back again. He watched her with a keen eye and noticed she kept coming back to the same RV.
“That one,” she said pointing at the RV where a family was all standing outside talking while the father checked the pressure in the tires. It was a newer model RV and would probably go anywhere from fifty to sixty miles an hour. It was doable.
“They’re going to be okay right?” Her voice held concern for the family, and Ronin understood. They were about to relieve them of their car. But the switch would serve its purpose. The Agency would follow their car and observe the wrong parties actions. There would be no contact between the Agency or the family.
“Yeah, baby. Our tail are a bunch of looky-loos. They observe and report back. The family will come to no harm, by my hand or theirs.”
“Groovy! Let’s go hotwire us an RV.”
“You’re all hands today.”
“Everyday.” He said against the side of her jaw as he nipped the skin there. Ronin squeezed her gently and released her.
“We gotta ditch the truck Deva.”
“Figured,” was her response.
The corners of Ronin’s eyes crinkled as he arched his brows.
“You knew?”
“Hmm.” She nodded. “Since we reached the Louisiana border.”
Gods, he loved his woman. She didn’t miss anything.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Hey, you two are the hulks. I figured you had it under control.”
“You trust us that much?” It floored him that she had so much faith in him and his brother.
“Duh, I fucking love you two.”
Every time she said the words, his heart wept with joy. There were too many times over his long life, he thought the organ was dead. He wasn’t human, but he did have a heart, and it felt as much as any other heart that beat inside a chest, be it animal or man.
Belinda looked around the store with glee. She was like a kid in a candy store, and Ronin had no clue why she was so excited all of a sudden.
“Whose car we jacking?”
There it was. She was excited about stealing a car. Figured.
“Trading.” Ronin whispered, so no one would know what the two of them were talking about.
“Jacking.” She said back.
“We’re trading Deva, not jacking. My excited criminal.” Ronin chucked her under the chin, the corners of his mouth tilted up in the beginnings of a smile. Belinda did that for him, made him smile when he would normally be serious.
She threw her head back and laughed. He loved that sound. It was musical and filled with happiness. Ronin turned her towards him and slid his hands in her hair pulling her head back, so her face was close to his. They stared at each other intently until she whispered against his lips.
“I’m not a criminal. But I’ve always wanted to hotwire a car.”
“Hellion.”
“Sex fiend.” She shot back sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. His jeans tightened painfully, and he stifled a groan. He wanted her again, just like that. Didn’t matter where they were. It only took moments like this to undo him completely.
“Temptress.”
“Rogue.”
His face split into a grin at their banter. He could be himself, and she’d still love him no matter what. One more thing to love about her.
“Pick a car princess, any car.”
Belinda turned to look out the window at their limited selection. Some were getting gas, others were parked while their patrons were inside buying snacks. Her eyes roved over her choices from right to left and back again. He watched her with a keen eye and noticed she kept coming back to the same RV.
“That one,” she said pointing at the RV where a family was all standing outside talking while the father checked the pressure in the tires. It was a newer model RV and would probably go anywhere from fifty to sixty miles an hour. It was doable.
“They’re going to be okay right?” Her voice held concern for the family, and Ronin understood. They were about to relieve them of their car. But the switch would serve its purpose. The Agency would follow their car and observe the wrong parties actions. There would be no contact between the Agency or the family.
“Yeah, baby. Our tail are a bunch of looky-loos. They observe and report back. The family will come to no harm, by my hand or theirs.”
“Groovy! Let’s go hotwire us an RV.”
My Review:
I love this series. Eden combines the best of the supernatural with the best of humanity then contrasts it against the worst of both in a uniquely fast paced story. Eden returns to the world that she has created in a seamless manner. As a reader, it’s like you never left. Everything is vividly larger than life and easy to picture and immerse yourself into.
There are very few characters in this novel that we haven’t met in previous instalments. That said, you really get to know the characters of the series more intimately in this one. There is more family and less action, allowing their personalities, preferences, and idiosyncrasies to shine through. This goes for the main characters and the supporting cast.
My overall thoughts? Finally! It finally happened. And now, I can’t wait to see what happens next.
About the author:
One of Tigris’ fondest memories, was in the sixth grade, when her teacher read her story, “The Case of The Missing Pepperoni”, out loud to the class. It was then she decided she wanted to be a writer when she grew up. But like all childhood dreams, reality has a way of crashing in and disrupting plans. But her imagination and the voices inside her head never stopped talking. Every dream she could remember was jotted down in her dream journals.
Tigris is currently working on the Shadow Unit Series, Romantic Tales: Bedtimes Stories, and has expanded on the Genesis Project which will now be a trilogy introduced in 2014.
Tigris is a military brat who’s done her fair share of travelling, thanks to her Army father. She’s married to the infamous LL and has three boys. She currently resides in Houston and is actively seeking a book-buddy for the end of the world.
You can find Tigris on Twitter, Facebook, and at her website.
There are very few characters in this novel that we haven’t met in previous instalments. That said, you really get to know the characters of the series more intimately in this one. There is more family and less action, allowing their personalities, preferences, and idiosyncrasies to shine through. This goes for the main characters and the supporting cast.
My overall thoughts? Finally! It finally happened. And now, I can’t wait to see what happens next.
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|One of Tigris’ fondest memories, was in the sixth grade, when her teacher read her story, “The Case of The Missing Pepperoni”, out loud to the class. It was then she decided she wanted to be a writer when she grew up. But like all childhood dreams, reality has a way of crashing in and disrupting plans. But her imagination and the voices inside her head never stopped talking. Every dream she could remember was jotted down in her dream journals.
Tigris is currently working on the Shadow Unit Series, Romantic Tales: Bedtimes Stories, and has expanded on the Genesis Project which will now be a trilogy introduced in 2014.
Tigris is a military brat who’s done her fair share of travelling, thanks to her Army father. She’s married to the infamous LL and has three boys. She currently resides in Houston and is actively seeking a book-buddy for the end of the world.
You can find Tigris on Twitter, Facebook, and at her website.
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