Oh ... oh oh oh. Do I have a TREAT for you today, kiddies! Grab a cup of coffee, a drool bib and find a cozy spot because this entire post is going to be devoted to my favorite hunky wolf.
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For Ethan Holloway, his mission to find a missing werewolf should be simple. Crack a few heads, bust a few chops and the solution always reveals itself. Always.
Not this time.
Ethan’s reputation precedes him, and because it does, someone is ready. Waiting. Unbeknownst to Ethan, he’s about to go down. Hard. Against a foe he never suspected and in a world he never imagined could be real.
What awaits Ethan is a fight not only for his reputation, but also his pack, his female, and his life. If he survives, damage control will become priority number one.
If he survives.
Because even Ethan’s not sure he’s strong enough to take on an entire race all by himself.
Especially one hell bent on exposing who and what he is in the name of sport.
“… from the Shropshire area. Following Carly McDowd’s disappearance on the fourth, and Andrew Doherty’s on the seventh, this is the third incident this month …”
I turned from the square-jawed newswoman on TV to Dad, where he sat in his corner armchair.
His attention remained on the screen, a frown across his brow.
“… the duo of friends were first reported missing late last night by their parents, after they discovered neither of the teenagers …” The newscaster’s voice infiltrated once more.
Images of a couple of lads flashed side by side on the screen. The one on the left had the appearance of any late teen, with shaggy overgrown hair and the twinkle of mischief in his expression.
From the other image, brilliant blue eyes stared out at me from beneath a shock of pale blond curls.
“Oh, shit!” I pushed to my feet, took a step forward. “That’s …”
“Nineteen year old Gabriel Lewis was believed by his mother to be staying at Colum Delaney’s since Friday evening, whilst Colum’s parents …”
Dad stood, his fingers retracting his mobile from his jeans pocket as I worked my own out. He paused, nodded to me. “Go on. You make the call, Ethan.”
Shelley Lewis’s number had been saved in my phone book since the beginning of the year, right after we met for the first time. I hit dial and paced to the window. September sunshine, of the early morning variety, blinded me as my phone rang.
It took only a few trills for her to answer. “Ethan?” Her voice held hope, as well as a heavy weariness and the thickness of tears.
“Is it true?” I’d promised to support her—a lone parent, a female no less, raising a werewolf son with no guidance. So far, I’d delivered on that promise.
The sob hitting my ear gave confirmation enough. “Oh, Ethan.”
“Hold tight, Shelley. I’m on my way.”
“I’ll come with you,” Dad said, as I hung up and spun to him. “Shout Sean, too—in case we need to do any scouting. I think I heard him stir upstairs.”
“What about Connor’s lot?” The Larsen’s made up the other half of our eight-wolf pack, but lived separately to us on the south side of the forest.
Dad shook his head. “I’ll update Connor whilst you deal with Sean—”
“And Jem?” I asked with a lifted eyebrow.
Dad’s lips twitched, but he continued as though he hadn’t noticed my reference to his buck-passing. “Just the three of us will go. Connor and his boys can spend the morning here and stay close to Jem and your mother unless we need them.”
One day, a character and scene popped into J. A. Belfield’s head, and she started controlling the little people inside her imagination, as though she were the puppet master and they her toys. Questions arose: What would happen if …? How would they react if …? Who would they meet if …?
Before she knew it, a singular scene had become an entire movie. The characters she controlled began to hold conversations. Their actions reflected the personalities she bestowed upon them. Within no time, they had a life, a lover, a foe, family … they had Become.
One day, she wrote down her thoughts. She’s yet to stop.
J. A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her husband, two children, four cats and a dog. She writes paranormal romance, with a second love for urban fantasy.
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I’ll just start out by saying when I first sat down to this book, before I even pulled the first page on my Kindle, I had a nervous feeling in my gut. Have you ever fallen for a character, one you weren’t necessarily supposed to fall for because he doesn’t really have that big of a role in a story, but had so much charm and sexiness, you couldn’t help but become enamored?
Yeah, this is what happened when I read Darkness & Light. The star of the book was clearly Sean. And he’s the guy J. made so damn irresistible that I really should’ve been knocking Jem right off the pages just so I could steal him away from her.
Instead, I felt happy and content at the end of their story. One of those, *sigh* good for you, moments.
Because I’d just been introduced to my newest book boyfriend, the brooding Ethan Holloway. The not-so-star of the book and Sean's brother who had my fangirl flags waving full speed by the end.
So when J. announced that he’d have an ENTIRE book all to himself and that it’d be all Ethan’s POV I was both out-of-my-mind excited and biting-my-nails terrified.
What if I don’t want to be inside Ethan’s head? What if I like him always being the not-so-attached guy who always has everyone’s back? The silent hero in the background that you don’t realize has been watching you the whole time until you’re smack in the middle of a deadly situation and he’s all kicking some antagonist’s ass all over the page to save you, then leaving you with nothing more than a nod and a wink before he sets off into the woods for a night run.
I really should’ve known better …
This book is action-packed and chock full of mystery that had me turning the pages for more than just detailed descriptions of Ethan’s bod. J. didn’t disappoint with this story as there were moments that I found myself tense and biting my lip waiting to see how the hell Ethan would get himself out of some pretty frightening predicaments.
Ethan was … amazing. Like, I need to scour Youtube to find a guy with a deep, British accent just to imagine what it would sound like being sweet-talked by this guy amazing.
Oh baby ... keep talking. Tough. Protective. Wounded.
And his leading lady?
Well, yeah, I was a little jealous, but I gotta admit, I liked her.
If you’re looking for a great paranormal romance with sexy alphas, kickass fight scenes and some steam to top it off, you need to pick up this series! And okay, a little biased but particularly this book. You’ll not be disappointed. It has a great plot, well-developed characters and a whole lotta heart. At the last page of the book, I kept swiping my finger across the Kindle screen, desperate for the next scene, bummed when I realized I'd reached the end of the story.
Trust me, you’ll be one of the fiending females who wants to get Caged with Ethan Holloway.
My Rating: 5 Stars
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