Remembered
By Moonlight
By
Moonlight
Book
9
By
Nancy Gideon
Release
Date: October 13, 2014
Genre:
PNR
Book
Description:
Because
the road to . . .
Clever,
cool and preternaturally lethal, Max Savoie is leader of a secretive
shape-shifter clan, heir to a mobster’s legacy, and the love of New
Orleans’ top cop . . . but he can’t remember any of them. The
only way to recover his past, and his rightful place in the arms of
the woman who risked all to save him, is to surrender to a mysterious
visitor who could use him as a weapon against all he’d loved.
Happily-Ever-After
. . .
After
rescuing her mate from his ruthless captors in the North,
hard-hitting Detective Charlotte Caissie is now painfully
vulnerable—a stranger in his eyes . . . and in his bed. The key to
his memories is locked in a tortuous past. To reclaim the strength
of their passionate bond, Max must learn to trust her enough to face
that darkness at her side before the threat it hides exposes the
secret Cee Cee carries.
Is
never smooth.
When
an investigation into grisly deaths in an underground Shifter fight
club points to more than just dangerous clan rivalries, Cee Cee
enlists Max’s help to find a traitor in their midst while there’s
still time to turn a deadly invading tide. But the cost of saving
their treasured future may mean sacrificing his past. Especially when
the enemy they pursue . . . might be Max, himself.
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“Every
delicious word Nancy Gideon puts on the page
exhilarates
with a sensuous ferocity. Hopelessly addicted.”
—Darynda
Jones, NY Times Bestselling Author
Praise
from Publisher’s Weekly for the “By Moonlight” series:
“A
paranormal romance series with intriguing characters and zippy action
. . . Gideon masters the tension required to keep her complex and
engaging story moving.”
“Vivid
writing, plot twists and a satisfying ending will keep readers coming
back to Gideon’s magical NOLA.”
“Rich
and complex. Enticing new dimensions to the Shifter world keep things
fresh. Gideon delivers well-crafted prose and page-turning tension.”
All
the fear and tension of the past hours rattled through her. Cee Cee
hugged her arms about herself to still the shivering. The events
emphasized her fragile hold on those she cared about. For all her
best and bravest intentions, she couldn’t protect them, especially
within the often-lethal uncertainty of their preternatural sphere.
One she was now a part of by choice and by recently-discovered
heredity.
Still,
she wasn’t doing Max any favors by keeping him isolated in
emotional bubble wrap. If he was going to recover any sense of
normalcy, he needed to get out into the world and out of her panicked
grip. Almost losing her partner made that all the more painful to
accept. To be alone again. To not share her life, her thoughts, her
heart with another . . .
What
did she have to lose? She had none of that now in her despondent
dream that all could go back as it was.
Her
system gave a jolt when she realized Max had come up behind her to
make amends.
“You
weren’t being foolish.”
The
rumble of his deep voice caressed over her nerve endings, quieting
them like a balm. “Yes, I was. If you and Giles hadn’t been so
close by, MacCreedy would be dead, and I wouldn’t have been able to
live with that. I should be thanking you, not treating you like a
runaway child who broke curfew. I’m sorry.”
His
hand settled on her shoulder, and the weight and warmth of it had her
dying inside. “Don’t apologize. I know how hard this is for you.
I appreciate all you’ve done for me.”
Past
tense. A bittersweet twist shaped her mouth. “All I’ve done has
been for me, not you. I haven’t given you much consideration at
all. I’m selfish that way.”
His
palm rubbed over the cap of her shoulder, fingers gently kneading.
Leaving her needing as he objected quietly, “There’s not a
selfish bone in your body, cher.”
A
laugh. “How would you know? You’re hardly an expert on what I am
or I’m not.”
“I’m
a fast learner.”
She
wasn’t sure if he stepped forward or she leaned back. Their bodies
bumped, and the shock of it undid her.
Cee
Cee turned right into his arms. Hers circled him in a frantic clutch.
Cheek pressed to the hard wall of his chest with only a thin weave of
white linen between them, she squeezed her eyes shut and simply
breathed him in. Love, longing, desire all quivered through her, a
bouquet so potent he couldn’t be unaware of it. This was where she
belonged, where everything made sense.
And
then she realized he no longer held her, that his arms had dropped to
his sides, as his breath suspended. She knew if she looked up, she’d
see that horribly familiar blankness in his eyes, that stiff distance
in his expression, and suddenly that hurt worse than the thought of
his absence.
She
pushed away with a crisp, “I’m sorry. I’m breaking the rules. I
forgot we were strangers.” She turned to her dresser to snatch up
those things that defined her: shield, cell, holster and gun.
“Consider yourself off the leash, Savoie. You’re capable of
handling your own affairs. I’ll stick to mine. If you’ll excuse
me, I’ve got a report to file.”
He
didn’t move to stop her.
About
the Author:
Nancy
Gideon is the award winning author of over 55 romances ranging from
historical, regency and series contemporary suspense to paranormal,
with a couple of horror screenplays tossed into the mix.
She
works full time as a legal assistant in Southwestern Michigan, and
when not at the keyboard, feeds a Netflix addiction along with all
things fur, fin and fowl.
She’s
also written under the pen names Dana Ransom, Rosalyn West and Lauren
Giddings.
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