Review: One Wild Night by Summer Alan
Six months was too long to pine over a jerk like Richard. Ava would stop the madness tonight by meeting an eligible, sexy man at the party come hell or Halloween. She had the costume, the hair and the attitude. All she had to do was get there.
The forces of nature and Goodyear must not have liked this plan. In a desolate nowhere amidst a torrential rainstorm, her tire blew out. This night like so many others was a bust…or was it?
From the dark, wet distance, a six-foot tall solution wearing black leather and riding a kick-ass bike arrives. He can change a tire, and he doesn’t mind the rain. He even likes her costume…as long as he can tear it off.
I just HAD to quote this. I mean, does this not say it all or what?
"His kiss was desire. It was heat and longing and desperate need. It was possession."
Dayum. One Wild Night rocks, y’all. ROCKS. Any book that makes you talk about it out loud regarding its hotness is all of that and some more. No woman who has ever been crushed by an ex-lover’s words should miss out on this. And any woman who loves the hawtness of vamps will definitely not want to miss out.
BTW, the ending is WICKED. Smokin’ and WICKED. Loved, loved, loved it! Summer, you listening to me girl? I better be the first on the list to read the sequel of which there’d better be one!
Summer packs a huge punch in this vignette. I heart them Steel City Vampires.
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