"Another book for my Bangs keeper shelf"
Okay, I'm in love with this one before cracking page one.
Connall O' Roarke. Sigh...Nina Bangs tends to conjure
devoted acolytes and naysayers equally, and I am not sure
why. She always delivers. Very few authors can make me
laugh aloud. Lynsay Sands, Katie Macalister, Kate Angell,
and Jayne Ann Krentz always tickle my funny-bone. But
queen of the giggles is Nina Bangs. She never fails to
have my side hurting from laughing so hard. She isn't
offering rocket science. Hey, Sparkle, Ganymede and pals
are a hoot. Sometimes I don't want heavy heavy hangs over
my head, but instead, want to escape into FUN, and Bangs
has never failed to do just that for me - take me on a fun
adventure, whether it's Castle of Dark Dreams or Woo Woo
Inn, check the seriousness at the door, kick back and have
The third installment for the Castle, this time it's sexy
bad boy Connall taking the showcase. He made the bad
mistake of offing one of Morrigan's fav fellas, and
suddenly in return, he finds himself cursed. Go figure.
There's just no pleasing some people! His charge - to
protect the descendants of the man he killed, and he won't
be released from this middle life until the last one
dies. Only, things are getting a bit demanding since the
last descendant is a sexy vampire, Gerry. Connall might
yet get that one way ticket to lalaland, because someone
is out to kill Gerry who is hot on the trail of a serial
killer. Connall is just hot for Gerry!
Another book for my Bangs keeper shelf. Her brand of zany
humor gave me the perfect escape for an evening. Better
than a pound of Godiva chocolate and less fattening.
Reviewed by Deborah Macgillivray
Posted June 30, 2007
Their bloodlines made them enemies. Their fantasies made the lovers....
Welcome to the Castle of Dark Dreams, the yummiest attraction in an adult theme park where only dangerously tempting men play. Wicked Fantasy is the final book in a series that stars three extraordinary brothers—each promising ultimate fulfillment for any woman bold enough to accept his sensual challenge.
Conall O’Rourke learned the hard way that goddesses kick butt when you tick them off. After killing an Irish deity’s favorite in battle, he’s cursed to protect his enemy’s descendants down to the last arrogant jerk. Now there’s only one left, and Conall can almost taste freedom after endless centuries. But who knew the remaining descendant would be so beautiful, so sexy, and such a . . .
Vampire? Gerry Kavanagh hunts nonhuman entities that break Texas laws. But she finds more than the sneaky shape-shifting snake she’s after at the Castle of Dark Dreams. The most hated member of the O’Rourkes expects to follow her around so he can “protect” her. Protect? She’s a fanged creature of the night, for crying out loud. Nope. Never going to happen. Too bad he’s a major wow on her personal sizzle meter.