Happy Hunky Days #8

DAY EIGHT...Happy Hunky-Days!

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Greetings! I have returned full swing from my "girl" surgery. That was a long 4-6 weeks. So many rules. I couldn't handle it. I got lots of stuff done around my house and did some stuff I didn't know I wanted to do because I was board. I also realized that there is nothing on TV worth watching except Ink Master and Duck Dynasty. Although it was a little disturbing when my kids said, "hey mom you carry a plastic cup of tea with you everywhere just like Si." Not sure how I wanna take that statement?? I will own a duck call of my own. I see trouble brewing already with that. I got a ton of reading done AND by some amazing miracle my old Kindle came back on (remember... it went for an unsupervised swim a couple of months ago). All and all I survived everything and am very thankful to have my chaotic schedule back. Let me share with you what I read before my return to the real world.....

Rogue Rider by Larissa Ione
Jillian Cardiff came to this remote mountain town to forget the demon attack that almost killed her. Instead, she rescues-and falls for-a gorgeous stranger who has no memory of anything other than his name. Handsome, charming, and protective, Reseph seems like the kind of man whom Jillian can trust. But with hints of a troubling history of his own, he's also the kind of man who can be very dangerous . . .
Reseph may not know why he mysteriously appeared in Jillian's life, but he knows he wants to stay. Yet when Jillian's neighbors are killed, and demon hunters arrive on the scene, Reseph fears that he's putting Jillian in danger. And once it's revealed that Reseph is also Pestilence, the Horseman responsible for ravaging the world, he and Jillian must face the greatest challenge of all: Can they forget the horrors of a chilling past to save the future they both desire?



Excerpt:

It was cold. So fucking cold.

He opened his eyes, but he saw…nothing. Groaning, he shifted, because he seemed to be face-down. Yeah…he was doing a face-plant, all right. But where was he? All he could see was snow. No, that wasn’t true; he could see trees laden with snow. And snow banks laden with snow. And snow laden with more fucking snow.

So he was in a forest…with snow. But where? Why?

And who the hell was he?

Reseph.

The name slurred through his ears as if uttered by a drunk man.

Reseph.

Sounded vaguely familiar, he supposed. Reseph. Okay, he could work with that. Especially since no other names popped into his head.

Weakly, he tried to push himself to his knees, but his arms wobbled like rubber, and he kept falling on his face. After four tries, he gave up and just lay there, panting and shivering.

Somewhere overhead, an owl hooted, and a few minutes later, a wolf howled into the growing darkness. Reseph took comfort in the sounds, because they meant he wasn’t alone. Sure, the owl might fly over and shit on him, and the wolf might eat him alive, but at least he’d have company for a little while.

He didn’t know much about himself, but he knew he didn’t like to be alone.

He also did not like snow.

Curious then, how he’d ended up alone in the snow. Had someone abandoned him here? A tremor of anxiety shook his insides as hard as the cold was shaking him on the outside. Surely someone was looking for him.

He held onto that hope as he gradually became aware of a gnawing ache in his bones, accompanied by a stabbing pain in his head. Looked like he was in for a little unconsciousness. Cool. Because right now, he was both freezing and burning up, hurting and numb. It sucked.

Yep, passing out would be a good thing.

Real. Fucking. Good.

Review:

Holy cow! So much to talk about with this book! I love this series and if you read them you will know why. I was wondering how they were going to bring Reseph back to himself. Nothing says happy holidays like being dropped in the current world naked and in a snow bank without your memory. Merry Christmas Reseph! Then again lucky Jillian who finds him in the snow. Not in her stocking but why be choosy. If i could find something like that in the snow i would totally go outside more often. The plan is for Reseph to stay and heal his mind with Jillian and for them to start a new life over the upcoming holiday. Does that work? of course not. It's not long before everyone figures out that Reseph is still alive but Pestilence is still in there as well. Slowly small things start to peek thru in his memory but once his brothers and sister locate him and come for him it all comes back. All the terrible things he did comes back larger than life detail and sends him over th edge. While all this is going on Lucifer is coming to attack Reseph to bring Pestilence back out. As usual the Horseman's Watchers are breaking Watcher rules left and right. Harvester is softening???Really??? Reaver... how they haven't taken his wings and beat him with them is beyond me.

I give this book 5 chocolate dipped strawberries and some hot pjs for Jillian. If you're best friend tells you they suck then it's true girlfriend!
PEACE

P.S. The Horseman finally find out who their father is.