Published by Self-published Genres: Romantic Suspense
Format: eARC
L. Wilder definitely sucked me in with this new hitman romance. This fast-paced romantic suspense will keep you on the edge-of-your-seat until the very end. ~Author RB Hilliard
OMG!!!! Five stars +! What a fantastic read. Day Three is the first book in a new series and it is everything you want in a L. Wilder book. ~Brenda (Amazon reviewer)
That prologue – wow!!! If the blurb didn’t already hook you, that sure will! Or maybe it’s the sexy man on the cover???! I absolutely loved everything about this story! It’s unlike anything I have read before. ~Jessica (Goodreads reviewer)
Our lives are defind by moments, especially the ones we never see coming. For me, that moment came when I was given the opportunity to take from those who’d taken from me. I became a hitman-killing mob bosses drug lords and everything in between. With judges in their pockets, these men were untouchable by everyone-except me. With every hit, my plan was always the same. Day one: receive the target. Day two: acquire the location. Day three: plan the kill. Day four: complete the hit. On day three of my latest assignemtn everything changed. The moment I saw her, I knew she was different from the others. Madison Brooks wasn’t a hardened criminal with blood on her hands. She was innocent, untouched by my world and undeniably beautiful. ON day three, I couldn’t get her out of my head I kept imagining what it would be like to hold her, touch her, and claim her has mine. On day three, I found myself questioning whether or not I could complet my assigment. In facet, I found myself quesitoning everything.
This book is not a dark romance like it kind of sounds like in the description. It is a good read though but a little bit predictiable. Jasper and Madison were great characters but the book didn’t leave me on the edge of my seat like it could have and it sure didn’t leave me guessing. I have read L Wilder before but this one just didn’t do it for me for some reason. I felt like so much more could have been down with the story that just wasn’t.
“What do you mean I wouldn’t let you?”
“Let me rephrase.” He turned and looked at me. “You asked me to stay with you.”
“Oh. I don’t remember that.”
“Happened just the same.” Concern flashed through his eyes as he sat up and asked, “How’s the ankle?”
I tried to move it a little. “I can’t say for sure, but I think it’s better.”
“Good.” Jasper got out of bed and my breath caught when I noticed he was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs. I could feel the heat rush to my face as my eyes skirted over his muscular chest and drool-worthy abs. I couldn’t imagine how often he’d have to work out to get such a perfectly defined physique. Whatever the answer, it was worth it. With his chiseled jaw and broad, powerful shoulders, he looked like a Greek god as he walked over to the end of the bed. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he eased the comforter back and exposed my ankle. I was too busy gawking at him to realize what he was doing, but at that moment, I just didn’t care. He could’ve thrown the covers to the floor and had his way with me. I wouldn’t have protested. He lowered his hand to my foot, and a rush of heat surged through my body when he ran the tips of his fingers along the top of it and over my ankle bone. It was at that moment I started to silently curse myself, wishing I’d been better about shaving my legs. He was still studying my ankle when he said, “The swelling has gone down, but it’s still pretty bruised.”
“It’ll be fine.”
“You’ll need to stay off of it for a couple of days.”
“Okay.”
As he pulled the covers back over my foot, he told me, “I’ll be right back.”
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