Reviews
“With suspense, humor and sex, Dangerous Grounds is an enthralling read, with enough depth of emotion, heat and tension to engross anyone…. With a voice and style all her own, Ms. Stevens has yet again proven her worth with Dangerous Grounds…” 5 Angels Recommended Read, Rachel C, Fallen Angel Reviews
“Blended seamlessly the action and sexual chemistry jump off the pages of DANGEOUS GROUNDS and make Ms. Stevens’ latest novel a recommended read.” 5 ribbons, Romance Junkies
“Shelli Steven’s Dangerous Grounds is one sexy read! …Wonderful sexual tension, witty dialog and a well written suspense backstory team up to give readers a thrilling ride.” Lauren Dane, author of Samhain’s Chase brothers series
“…The suspense, mystery and holy smokes—the heat between Gabe and Madison would cause spontaneous combustion without flicking an eyelash… Dangerous Grounds has become the latest keeper in Shelli’s works as far as I’m concerned.” 5 flags, Melisa, Euro Reviews
“Dangerous Games is another great story by author Shelli Stevens, so I’ll say up front that I loved it. The storyline is fast paced, and it’s filled with passion, sizzling hot sex, suspense, danger and a little intrigue…I eagerly await the next addition to the Seattle Steam series, Tempting Adam.” Rating: 5, Literary Nymphs
Excerpt
Maddie laughed as she bantered cheerfully with the customer, and then she waved goodbye.
“Jeez, we barely get a second to eat, do we?” She grinned and walked past him to the back room again, plopping herself down in the chair.
“I feel like some kind of celebrity,” she said breathlessly, her cheeks flushed. “Maybe getting robbed was a good thing. Business has been great.”
What? He narrowed his eyes, annoyance drawing his mouth into a frown. She had to be joking. “I hope you’re kidding.”
“Well.” She blushed, but raised her chin. “I mean, of course it was a bad thing. But no amount of money could have bought this kind of advertising.”
He leaned forward and looked her straight in the eyes. “He would have killed you, Maddie. That’s not worth selling a few extra mochas. It’s not a good thing that you got robbed.”
“But he didn’t kill me, Gabe.” She folded her arms across her chest and gave him a defiant glance. “I’m fine. I’ve got round-the-clock protection, and soon you’ll have the Bandit. If my business profits from this, I’m not going to complain.”
She tossed her head and went to the doorway to look out front.
Gabe blinked, made himself count to ten. He kicked his feet up on the desk, smashing the empty chowder bowl between his hands. He tossed it into the garbage can a few feet away, his jaw tight.
“Shit, Maddie. For a while, you had me convinced that you’d grown up.”
“Grown up?” She turned around, her expression taut with resentment. “I’ll have you know—”
The bell dinged, signaling another customer.
“Never mind.” She gave him an overly sweet smile. “I have another supportive customer to attend to. They just adore me and my shop now.”
“Don’t go up there without me.” He jerked his legs off the desk, but wasn’t fast enough. She’d already rounded the corner.
Damn it. He strode after her. He should have known better than to have gotten sexually involved with her. Maddie Phillips was still as spoiled and naïve as ever. Maybe more so.
“Gabe!”
The hysteria in her tone nearly catapulted him around the corner, just as a gunshot sounded and Madison screamed.