Fantasy in Death / Indulgence in Death / Treachery in Death

In Death #30-32

by J.D. Robb

In a New York City of the near future, the streets are as tough as ever—and so are the cops. Especially Eve Dallas, the homicide detective who has made a name for herself solving the most challenging cases. Don’t miss these three action-packed novels in this
#1 New York Times bestselling series.
Fantasy In Death
Indulgence In Death
Treachery In Death

Genres: Romance, Fiction, Mystery, Science Fiction, Procedural, Crime, Romantic Suspense

960 pages, Kindle Edition

First published November 29, 2011

About the author

J.D. Robb is the author of the #1 New York Times bestselling In Death series and the pseudonym for #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts. The futuristic suspense series stars Eve Dallas, a New York City police lieutenant with a dark past. Initially conceived as a trilogy, readers clamored for more of Eve and the mysterious Roarke. Stolen in Death (St. Martin's Press, February 2026) will be the 62nd entry in the series.

Reviews

[Catherine Darsey]

Loved it.

This series is one of my all time favorites. The characters are so complex and the story lines gripping. Every book gets better than the one before it.

[M · Rating 5 out of 5]

Fantasy in Death: Love how Eve figures out how Bart was killed and has to convince all the e-geeks how it went down. My favorite moment was when Eve and Roarke are fighting the game and He takes the knife for Eve --White knight saves the day.
Indulgence in Death: Eve and Roarke going without sleep trying catch the rich murderers. The BBQ at E and R home. Pizza date.

Treachery in Death; This has got to be my favorite book in the series, for the pace and the action and the fights between E and R and the of course for the make up sessions. Peabody is so fun and full of life at the beginning then she is so brave when she confronts her fears. The fight scene at the end of the book between Eve and Renae is just so perfect--Great reads.

[Cammy Walters · Rating 5 out of 5]

I loved all of J.d Robb in death books. I think she does a great job in developing the characters from the first book until now. I feel like they are real people with real emotions. I love Eve, Rourke, Peabody and the rest of the cast.

[Trish Vogel · Rating 5 out of 5]

I really enjoy this entire series. There are over 30 books. A couple of the books are not as good as the other but overall..love em. I have read all at least twice & often listen to CDs in car. Eve, the main character, is my kind of girl.

[Crystal]

awesome these are my favourites

[Monisha · Rating 5 out of 5]

i loveeeeeeee the in death series it is a must read for those who like a combination of romance and mystery. i love all the characters

[Sammyd · Rating 5 out of 5]

all these books are brilliant just get better and better (and there are a lot ) :) keep it up ms roberts brilliant stuff......

[Sammyd · Rating 5 out of 5]

brilliant as always 10/10

[Erika Hayes · Rating 5 out of 5]

Always fun entertaining books with excellent characters! One of the best authors of the genera!

[Anna · Rating 3 out of 5]

Fantasy in Death
read June 12-13, 2015
Review 3 stars
Eve enters the world of super e-geekdom with this murder

"That was another thing about partners, she (Eve) decided. They knew what would make you laugh, often before you did."
― J.D. Robb, Fantasy in Death
--------------------
Indulgence in Death
Read June 17-18, 2015
Review 3 stars
In the beginning, Eve must overcome her fear of the Irish countryside -- and sheep -- cows!
“Didn't people consider what could happen if armies of farm animals united in revolt?”
― J.D. Robb, Indulgence in Death

She and Roarke are actually taking an extended vacation starting with a couple of days visiting his family ... then, of course, reality sets in.
Another set of murders, but these one feature hunters and stolen identities.

Eve and Peabody:
"You know what happens to people who longingly imagine having things they can't afford?"
"Happy dreams?"
"A life of crime."
― J.D. Robb, Indulgence in Death
--------------------
Treachery in Death
read Oct 8-9, 2015
Review 3 stars
(no review?)

[Amanda · Rating 5 out of 5]

I love love love this series. Some of the filler books I found a little wanting but overall great series. Eve and Roarke are definitely my kind of people. My husband, mother, sister, sister-in-law and I have all read the complete series some multiple times. One day my son Rourke will probably end up reading this series as well.

[Sheri Ferguson · Rating 5 out of 5]

Wow. Excellent storyline.

Love these series of books. This one is just another great story. I can't wait to read the next to see what happens with these characters.

[Betsy Hendley · Rating 5 out of 5]

Another masterpiece

New characters to like and old characters to love
Fun read and I love the humor between characters
Time for Dallas to have her own Baby Bella

[Oyinkansola Awolo]

These collection of books were Mind blowing. They each took a piece from me and gave back so much in reture.

[Noel · Rating 5 out of 5]

Awesome

Wow, wow, wow! Man, this one was good beginning to end and satisfying all the way. One couldn’t hope for a more entertaining story.

[Christy · Rating 5 out of 5]

Fantasy in Death:

I’ve been waiting for this book. I couldn’t remember which one it was but it’s definitely one that’s stayed in my memory. Bart is killed by the female partner in his business. I do remember that part!

A victim secured, alone, in his own holo-room, beheaded by a sword, potentially with electric properties. Which made no sense.

Peabody KILLS me…

“DO YOU THINK THE PENIS EVER GETS TIRED?” As she drove, Eve turned her head toward Peabody, tipped down the shades she rarely remembered to wear. “Whose?”
“Anybody’s. I mean anybody with one. Does the penis ever just think: For God’s sake, pal, give it a rest? Or is it all: Woo-hoo! Here we go again!”
“Is this germane to the case, or have you lapsed into girl talk?”
“It springs from the case. I was thinking about that asshole Dubrosky. There he is banging away at Britt Casey yesterday afternoon. A triple-header, according to her. Floor,” she said, ticking it off on her fingers, “bed, and against the door. Then last night he’s bucking with Roland in fantasy game-play. Pirate captain and cabin boy.”
“Stop.”
“Wait. And this morning? He sneaks in a coffee and a quickie with Chelsea Saxton, then gets a follow-up bj in the shower.”
“Jesus, Peabody.”
“Well, I didn’t ask for the dirty details, but all three of them just splurted it all out when they found out about the others. I really think most ginnies would say: Hey! Don’t even think about putting anything in there for a while.”
“Ginnies?”
“It’s a nice name for vagina. And I really think after a couple rounds, under most circumstances, your average ginnie would say, okay, that’ll hold me for a while. But does the penis just keep searching out the next orifice? I wonder since I don’t have one.”
“In case you’re wondering, neither do I.”
“I’ve seen you naked so I know this. I think even the most stalwart and energetic penis would, at some point, say enough’s enough for today or tonight, and since, hey, I’m all relaxed now, I’m taking a little vacation. Or just a nap.”
“See now I’ve got this image of some cock sitting at a swim-up bar at a resort, wearing sunshades and drinking one of those stupid drinks full of fruit and paper umbrellas.”

I’m not a gamer, but I’ve always found this story fascinating on so many levels.

The hillside vanished, the sounds of war faded away. She watched the blood on her palm do the same. She picked up her shirt, studied the ragged tear down the back.
“There was no dagger,” Roarke explained. “So essentially I tore the shirt you actually had on to remove the tunic you didn’t.”
“Different cause, different method, same result. That’s what we’ve got here. Somehow. A mix of illusion and reality combined to murder.” She held up the ruined shirt. “Essentially someone did this to Bart Minnock.”

Eve and Trina are always hilarious together!

“I’m not late because everybody goes late, which is only another reason why—” She broke off in sheer horror. “What’s she doing here?”
Trina, all slitty eyes and exploding red hair, lifted what sure as hell looked like a glass of champagne. She sipped, long and slow. “If you think you’re going to this shindig wearing that hair, somebody must’ve stunned you with your own weapon. We’re set up in that palace you guys call a bathroom.”
“I don’t have time. We’re going to be late.”
Trina’s smile sent a fast chill down Eve’s spine. “Everybody goes late,” she said, echoing Eve’s initial excuse. “It’ll take me about twenty minutes, because I’m a frigging genius.” She pointed a silver-tipped finger before Eve could speak. “I’ve got a rep. I’ve got a salon. I do Nadine’s hair for Now—and I finished her about an hour ago. Most who know anything know I have your hair.”
“I have my hair.” Eve tugged it. “It’s attached to my head.”
“You skated out before I could take care of it at Louise’s deal—murder and all that,” she added. “And it looks like somebody hacked it with an ice pick. Are you going to this mag deal with that hunk of superior man-flesh looking like you’ve been in a fight with a farm animal?”
“I thought it was an ice pick.”
“A farm animal with an ice pick. Do you look better when I’ve worked you or not?”
Eve opened her mouth, tracked her gaze over to Roarke. Let it burn there.
“I have nothing to say, whatsoever.”
“Superior man-flesh with a brain,” Trina said approvingly. “You hit the jackpot squared, Dallas. Now get your skinny ass in that bathroom.”

“I trust she didn’t knock you unconscious to ...” Roarke paused in the doorway, then stepped in for a closer study. “She is very good at her work. It’s a different look for you, but lovely and a bit elegant. Very suitable for the occasion. Here, I thought you’d need this after your ordeal.”
He handed her a glass of champagne.
“I guess I’m now worthy of superior man-flesh.”
“I feel so objectified,” he said as she took the first sip.
“You ate it up with a spoon.”

Oops. I think I remembered wrong who the killer is. I thought it was Cill, but she just tied in my head with some of the other more nefarious female killers in this series. Nope. I think it’s Var. He wasn’t part of the core group from elementary school. He came later, in college. Yeah, I think that’s who it is.

I love Morris 😍🥰😘

She walked over to answer the knock on the door. “Thanks for coming, Morris.”
“It’s nice to get out of the house now and then.”
He wore black, as he had every time she’d seen him since Coltraine’s death, but Eve took hope from the flash of the shimmering red tie that the leading edge of his grief had dulled.
“I need you to look at these pictures and the medical data, and give me your opinion on the cause.”
“I’d do better with the body.”
“Well, she’s not dead yet.”
“That’s fortunate for her.”

HAHAHA

“Roarke might be late. He’s working on something for me.”
“Wouldn’t mind him working on something for me.”
“Excuse me?”
“Hmm? Oh, just talking to myself,” Peabody sang. “You know how it is.”
Eve strolled over, clipped the back of Peabody’s head with the flat of her hand.
“Ow.”
“Oh, sorry, just an involuntary reflex. You know how it is.”

Such a crazy story with gaming, holo-rooms, and all kind of geek speak! I love it!!

Indulgence in Death:

Eve’s thought processes actually crack me up!

Rural Ireland, she thought, holding her breath as they zipped around the next turn on the Journey of Death. Where the towns were barely a hiccup on the landscape, and where she was pretty damn sure the cows outnumbered the people. And the sheep outnumbered the cows.
And why didn’t that cause anyone concern? she wondered. Didn’t people consider what could happen if armies of farm animals united in revolt?
When Murder Road finally carved its way out of the blood-drop bushes, the world opened up into fields and hills, green, green, eerily green against a sky stacked with clouds that couldn’t decide if they wanted to rain or just sit there ominously. And she knew those dots all over the green were sheep and cows.
Probably discussing war strategy.
She’d actually seen them hanging around those weird—and okay, a little bit fascinating—stone ruins. Towering, tumbling places that had maybe been castles or forts. A good place for armies of farm animals to plot their revolt…
She’d even seen clothes hanging on lines like executed prisoners. It was 2060, for God’s sake. Didn’t people out here own drying units?

I remember this one. Roarke and Eve are on a two-week vacation for their honeymoon, and they’ve taken a few days side trip to Ireland to visit Sinead and family. Eve has a lovely gift for Roarke in memory of his mother. But, of course, Eve being Eve, she also runs afoul of a local murder.

Once again she heard rustling, footsteps. A uniformed cop came into view on the path. Young, she thought, and nearly sighed. As young as the dead with the open, pink-cheeked face of innocence.
“I’d be Officer Leary,” he began. “You reported a bit of trouble? What . . .” He trailed off, turned the same pale green as the light, when he saw the body.
Eve grabbed his arm, turned him away. “Soldier up, Leary. You’ve got a DB, and don’t want to compromise the scene by booting on the vic.”
“I’m sorry?”
“You would be if you puked. Where’s your superior?”

Ah, but when she gets back home… the limo driver shot in the neck with a crossbow. A thrill killer with more bodies piling up

Aw, Morris, starting to move forward after Amaryllis

She found him at work, a protective cloak over his sharp suit. The midnight blue color rather than the severe black he’d worn since his lover’s murder told her he’d gone to the next phase of grief. For the first time since spring, he’d added a bright touch with a tie of strong, vibrant red. He’d braided his hair with a cord of the same color, drawing it back from his striking face.
He worked to music, she noted, another good sign.

Grief isn’t linear, however…

She walked into Morris’s suite, and there he was, putting on his protective gear with the body already prepped and on his table. “Did you catch the night shift?” she asked.
Then she saw it, the sadness, the signs of a sleepless night. He wore black again, stark and unrelieved.

The two wealthy assholes who create this game, competition, whatnot for fun and to see who can win. Killing people. That’s just sick. But a cool story! The method of murders is rather fascinating, but it’s Eve killing them in interview that makes it even better.

I honestly adore Eve and Morris’s relationship

“Before we get into this, I want to thank you for arranging this gathering tomorrow.”
“Oh. I think—”
“I find myself pulling back, too often, from friends. It’s easier, and more self-indulgent, to be alone. I need a nudge out of that cycle from time to time.”
“Yeah.” And there went her very rational, reasonable plan to postpone the whole deal. “Well.”
“Can I ask a favor? I’d like to bring someone.”
Her jaw nearly hit the floor. “Ah, sure . . . I didn’t realize you were . . .” “Not that sort of someone. Chale—Father Lopez. He’s a good friend now, and I know you think highly of him. He’s fond of you.”
A lot of fondness going around, she thought. A priest at a cop party. Mostly cops, she corrected. What the hell. “No problem. It’ll be good to see him again.”
“Thanks. And now for your doubleheader.”
“Ha. I called it a two-for-one sale. We’re both sick.”

“That’s not your usual line. You verified with Dickhead?”
“We’re all pulling a bit more. And I was curious. He’s in love, you know.”
“Yeah, I heard.”
“It’s a bit disturbing.”
“Yes!” She gave him a shove of solidarity. “Thank God. It gave me the serious creeps.”
Humor lit his dark eyes, and gave Eve her first lift of the day. “Which is unkind, but I confess to the same.

Here, at book thirty, we’re really getting the core group in her bullpen… Baxter, Trueheart, Reineke, Jenkinson, Carmichael, both detective and officer, and I love that feeling of family.

I’d forgotten this ending where Eve and Roarke, plus the team, set up the two rich fuckwits…such fun!

Treachery in Death:

YES! I’ve been waiting for this one. This is the book where Peabody overhears the cops, including superior officers, plotting and turns out they’re really bad (IAB needs to take them down), bad cops!!

I really, really, really love this evolving family they’ve made.

“Commander Oberman. He’s like a legend. Like a god.”
“I don’t care if he’s the second coming of Jesus. The daughter’s dirty. She’s a wrong cop, Peabody, and the blue line breaks for wrong cops. Let’s get started.”
“You haven’t eaten,” Roarke interrupted, smoothing a hand over Peabody’s hair.
“No, guess not.”
“She’ll do better with some food in her,” he said to Eve.
“You’re right.” She buried impatience as she’d buried the raging fury during Peabody’s report. “We’ll get some fuel, then we’ll lay it all out.”
“I got the shakes,” Peabody confessed. “After. They keep wanting to come back, but it’s better…
Now Roarke draped his arm over Peabody’s shoulders when she rose. “How about a steak?”
“Really?”
He kissed the top of her head, made her flush. “Leave the menu to me. You’re a brave soul, Peabody.”
“My soul was scared shitless.”
He kissed her again. “You don’t want to argue with a man who’s about to fix you a steak.”

This is the book where Webster meets Darcia Angelo, chief of PD for Olympus Resort.

Mavis working a grift for Eve!

Scuze.” A tiny woman with shoe-black hair in hooking pigtails poked her head in. She snapped bright pink gum and gave the two lieutenants a bored look out of chocolate brown eyes. “Either of you LT Renee Oberman?” Brooklyn drenched her voice.
Renee gave the woman a quick sweep, from the pigtails, over the cheap white polo shirt, the baggy pants, the dull gray skids. “I’m Lieutenant Oberman.”
“Candy, Requisitions.” Candy’s ID badge bounced between enormous breasts as she walked to the desk.
“It’s about time.”
“Yeah, well, we get backed up, you know. Cops’re hard on their rides. Gotcha a spank-new Torrent. That’s an upgrade, as requested. Got your codes and whatnot here.”
Renee held out a hand. “Well?”
“Jeez, can’t hand ’em over till you sign. Whatcha think? We just pass out rides? Sign, date, initial both pages—that’s in dupe.” Candy laid the forms on the desk, tapped them with a bright—and chipped—pink fingernail. “Said you were in a big-ass hurry, so they sent me up. Nice office.”
“Just give me the codes,” Renee snapped as she dashed her signature on the forms.
“Don’t have to get huffy about it.” Candy passed her a sealed card. “You want to change the codes, you gotta notify—in trip—so’s we got it on record.”
“Fine. That’ll be all.”
“Nope. You gotta sign my screen here, verifying acceptance of the new vehicle and codes. You don’t verify, somebody could say I boosted the ride, turned it on the street.” Renee snatched the little screen, scrawled her name on it with the attached stylus.
“Get out.”
“Jeez.” Candy gathered the forms, sniffed. “You’re fucking welcome.”

And baby Bellamina!

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Dumped her in my lap and poofed.”
Mavis giggled, lifted her shoulders. “Busted. But I did pee.”
“Why?”
“Because my bladder asked me to.”
“Mavis.”
“Because she loves you, and because you’ve pretty much stopped holding her at arm’s length like she’s a boomer full of poop.”
“Poop is sometimes involved.”
“True.” Mavis took a quick sniff. “But not now. She can say your name.”
To prove it Mavis gave Eve a kiss on the cheek. “Dallas.”
“Das!” Bella squealed and stroked a gooey hand where her mother had kissed.
On a strangled sound, Eve started to swipe the goo off with the heel of her hand, but Mavis pulled a damp wipe out of a packet. “That’s my name?”
“It’s the closest she can come to Dallas right now. She can’t manage Peabody, but she’s got McNab.”
“Nab!” Bella waved her dripping biscuit in triumph.
“And she’s got Roarke.”
“Ork!”
“Ork.” That tickled a laugh out of Eve, and the sound had the baby sending out a chant.
“Ork! Ork! Ork!” Then damned if the kid didn’t take a bow.
“Jesus, Mavis, she’s you all over.”

Aw, this sums up so much

”I didn’t want the rank for the office, for the pay raise.”
“You’ve got one of the crappiest offices in Central,” Peabody told her. “It makes us proud.”
“Seriously?” Surprised, then foolishly pleased, Eve shook her head.
“You don’t care about the fancy, you care about the job. And your men. Everybody knows it.”
And that, Eve realized, didn’t merely please. It warmed her, in the deep.

Peabody rose. “You were my hero.”
“Oh, Jesus.”
“When I was at the Academy, when I got into uniform, I studied you, your cases like you were some mythical figure, and I was on a quest. I wanted to be like you. When you took me on as aide I was so happy, and I was so fucking scared.” Remembering, Peabody let out a half laugh.
“Those were the days,” Eve said, and made Peabody’s laugh full.
“It didn’t take long for me to learn you weren’t a mythical figure, or the kind of hero who stun streams bounce off of. You bleed just like the rest of us, but you still go through the door. That makes you, and the rest of us who do the same, damn good cops. I learned I’d rather be a damn good cop than a hero. I learned I didn’t want to be like you. You taught me to want to be me. You taught me and helped make me a damn good cop because you’re the lieutenant.”

This book absolutely ranks up there in my very favorites. So much deception, betrayal, and just…gah, the oomph of it all. Yowza.

“I’d kick your ass for putting your weapon down,” he murmured, “except as I said before, I’m fond of it. And because at the core, I agree with Whitney. Besides”—he took the towel, dabbed at her face himself—“I took fifty off the new guy.”
“What? Santiago?”
“I wagered him you’d bait her into a fight so you could pummel her a bit. He was the only taker.” He leaned down, softly, softly kissed her swollen mouth. “But he doesn’t know you as well as the rest. Yet.”
She might’ve smiled, but knew it would hurt. “Well, he’s the new guy. I’ve got to ...” She trailed off, noting the room was still full of cops. Thinking of the kiss she would’ve scowled, but that would hurt, too.
“What’re you all still doing here? Don’t you have homes? Dismissed.”
To her utter shock Baxter shifted to attention, snapped a salute, held it. “Lieutenant,” he said, and every cop in the room followed suit.
She forgot every ache, every pain, every bruise and cut. There wasn’t room with the pride. “Good work. All of you. Good work.” She returned the salute. “Dismissed.”
As they filed out, Feeney walked to her. He laid a hand on her shoulder, and he nodded. “Not bad,” he said. “Not bad at all.” When he walked off, it was with a strut in his step.
Eve let out a breath. “I have to sit down a minute.” She did, then lowered her head into her hands. “God. Oh, God.”
Hearing the tears in her voice, Roarke knelt. “You’re in pain. Baby, let me get you to the hospital.”
“It’s not that. Or yeah, it’s a little that. But it’s mostly . . .” She dropped her head on his shoulder, smearing blood on his beautifully cut jacket. “What they did. All of them. How they stood up. All of them. Knowing what I have in them. I can’t ... I don’t know how to say it.”
“You don’t have to. I think I know.”
“They’re everything she’s not. Everything she abused, raped, killed, exploited. They’re the reason I . . . not the reason I do it, but the reason I can.” She lifted her head, swiped at tears and blood. “You’ll buy that drink for the house?”

“One minute.” Eve crouched down, painfully, bent close to Renee’s face, and spoke for only the two of them. “You see that cop, Renee? The one who’s about to take you? She’s the reason. She’s the reason you’re down and you’re out. She’s more of a cop, more of a woman, more of a human being than you ever were. And she’s my partner.”

[Lucinda G. DeLap · Rating 5 out of 5]

One of the best or thee best detective series I have read

I want to describe the Eve Dallas series however, I don't think I have words to do it justice. Eve is a homicide cop so there obviously has to be a murder or two in the book. What I enjoy is how she solved the mystery, how her mind works and what her past has taught her. I will say it again, the humor between her and her squad is terrific, especially with her partner Peabody. They make a great team. It's so funny how Eve can't stand the mention of sex between Peabody & McNab and Eve expressing how she wants to poke her own eyes out to get the visual out of her head. I'm going finish this series no matter how long it takes.

[Elaine Kirby · Rating 5 out of 5]

Excellent!

This story brought all of it together as to why Eve is a very good cop.

Peabody hears something about the Illegals department & goes straight to Eve about what she heard & this starts the looking into not just 1 bad cop but almost a whole squad of them.

Eve with the help of not only her squad but with Roarke, Feeney, Mira, Webster of IAB, McNabb, Mavis, Commander Whitney & Chief Tibble they take down a bunch of dirty cops & get justice for the dead who also helped them.

[Cheryl · Rating 5 out of 5]

I love all the books in the Death series. I have read every one. I eagerly look forward to the next one. As soon as the book is out, I order it. I love all the characters. Once I start these, don't bother me. I can't put them down. Probably my favorite author.

[Cathy P · Rating 5 out of 5]

Each one I read is my new favorite

They just keep getting better and better. Loved the storylines, character building and the built in humor. There is so much dark, Robb balances it greatly with that humor. Highly recommend.

[Mary Ann · Rating 5 out of 5]

Great Read as always

Dallas and Roark do it again. Great story lots of action lots of cop procedures The co-op of all the whole department and all others involved. Sad at times too.

[ree · Rating 5 out of 5]

Love all the books read 1 through 32 but can't find 33 through to "54 could anyone help with that

Because I enjoy all 32 books then looked for more only find book 54wish i could find the others if they have been written

[Nancy Argo · Rating 5 out of 5]

Treachery in death

I am totally going to fan girl for just a minute. Needless to say I am a huge fan of Eve Dallas and her maker Nora Roberts. This book though is one of my favorites.

[Jeri Smith · Rating 5 out of 5]

Review of In Death Collection

OMG!! She is an amazing writer! I will definitely recommend her books to anyone who loves suspenseful, romance novels. She keeps you turning the page until the end.

[Millie · Rating 5 out of 5]

Yay, now I have three books at a time!

As always, intrigue., justice, the good, the bad, the ugly, each book similar but oh so different where it County! So long for now my friends, I have three more books on the way!!

[Debby Runyon · Rating 5 out of 5]

She is the Greatest

The 3 books in this set are intriguing and fast paced with humor snark action murder solving romance and characters you fall in love with from the beginning of the first book

[Jennifer McFayden · Rating 5 out of 5]

Great especially if you get it on sale!

Great continuation of Eve and Roarke's story love the secondary character growth. Very few series run this long and get you as hooked on the secondary character as much as the main. So much fun!

[Linda Calnan · Rating 5 out of 5]

Love this series!

Yet another engaging page turner that makes you laugh, cry and cheer. I have read 32 books in this series and every story is as good of better than the previous one. On to book 33!

[gloria pagan · Rating 4 out of 5]

Love the characters

[Shawna · Rating 5 out of 5]

4.5 stars - Futuristic/Romantic Suspense/Mystery/Crime/Science Fiction/Thriller