Kimmie Sue's Book Review And More: *** Review Giveaway & Tour Of SEAL Wolf In Too Deep (SEAL Wolf 4) By Terry Spear ***

Title: SEAL Wolf In Too Deep

Author: Terry Spear

Series: SEAL Wolf, #4

Publication Date: February 2, 2016

ISBN: 9781492621836

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Oh My What a book!!! I love Shifters, but through that Navy

Seal element to it and wow.I love The hero of the story Allen,

but the man was clueless that he was in love with Debbie.

He Knows he wants her, but cant see past that she is

human. Wolves mate for life yes but they know their mates.

I wish he could see that.Debbie is a intriguing heron she is

a police diver and though and nails. She is so in love with

Allen, and dose the quirky things to get his attention. And

he still dose not see it. But when she sees something she

should not her whole wold is upended. Now they just have

to see if they can still love one another. Now before I ruin

this for you I will leave off here. I hope you enjoy this book

as much as I did. If you do like this book, please consider

leaving a review. The Authors really like it when you do,

they value your opinions too.

Love spells danger for an alpha SEAL wolf and the
woman who steals his heart in this steamy shifter
romance from USA Today bestselling
author Terry Spear

His love is dangerous

As a Navy SEAL and police diver, alpha wolf shifter Allan
Rappaport knows how to handle tough situations, but the
arrival of a human diving partner—especially one as
attractive as Debbie Renaud—is a whole new challenge.
Getting involved is dangerous, but Debbie’s offers are hard
to resist. As the heat between them rises and a murder plot
thickens, Allan is on the brink of exposing his biggest secret.

But she’s diving in headfirst

For Debbie, working with another top-notch diver like Allan
is too good to be true, and their mutual attraction is hotter
than she could have dreamed. Debbie suspects he’s hiding
something, though, and she’s set on figuring it out—one
off-duty rendezvous at a time. But when Debbie gets
between a werewolf hunter and his intended victim,
suddenly she is plunged straight into the heart of Allan’s
world—a world she never knew existed.

USA Today bestselling author Terry Spear has written over
fifty paranormal and medieval Highland historical romances.
In 2008 Heart of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly
Best Book of the Year. A retired officer of the U.S. Army
Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears
that have found homes all over the world and is raising
two Havanese puppies. She lives in Crawford, Texas.

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He pulled out a couple of mugs while she warmed up the cocoa. He chuckled and she turned to see what was funny and nearly had a heart attack.

He was holding one hot pink and white mug while reading it, the other sitting on the counter: Men should be like my curtains, easy to pull and well hung.

Her lips parted, she had to have turned cherry red, and she turned away quickly before she burned the cocoa. Now what? Explain that a friend had given them to her when her last boyfriend and she had parted company? Or just ignore the fact that they were drinking out of those cups while she was having hot cocoa with him and pretend she wasn’t embarrassed to the tip of her toes?

He brought the mugs over. “Anything else?”

“There’s a can of whipped cream in the fridge, if you want some.”

“Real cream,” he said, eyeing the can. “Looks good.” He gave it to her, and he lifted the mugs.

She shook up the can and pointed it at the right mug, pushed the nozzle, and the cream dripped and fizzled. Not to be thwarted, she shook it again, hoping that it wasn’t defective. And then the whipped cream swirled around with perfect ridges in a twirl on top with a cute little pointy peak. Perfect.

Then she turned to the other mug, shook the can again, and pushed the nozzle. It was working great until halfway through her little mountain of whipped cream twirling to perfection, when the nozzle malfunctioned again and spewed whipped cream everywhere.

In horror, she stopped what she was doing and stared at the white cream splattered all over Allan’s chest and a few that had dotted his boxer briefs. Her mouth agape, she glanced up at him.

His eyes sparkled with mirth and he laughed.

“Oh, oh, let me get something to wipe it up,” she said, belatedly, and set the can of whipped cream on the counter.

She grabbed some paper towels and wetted them, then rushed back to wipe the mess up. He was still holding onto both hot pink mugs of cocoa. She had every intention of taking one of the mugs and letting him clean himself, but he just moved his arms apart as if to say she made the mess, she could wash it up.
She thought she was going to die. Yes, he was totally hot. And yes, she’d fantasized about making love to him—since they were both unattached, and she truly liked him. But in her wildest dreams she would never have imagined making him cocoa in the middle of the night in her duplex while he stood in sexy silk briefs, not baggy, but nice and form fitting, and then she proceeded to splatter him with whipped cream. All over his tanned chest and those black briefs.