Tuesday, September 15, 2015

*** Review Of A Tiger’s Bride ( A Lion’s Pride 4) By Eve Langlais ****


Title: A Tiger’s Bride
Series: #4 A Lion’s Pride
Author: Eve Langlais

  Publication: September 15th 2015

This tiger is determined to make her his bride,

 even if he has to kidnap her.



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 There are so many good point in the book, I am at a 
loss as to what to say. Eve is a phenomenal writer, I have 
not read anything she wrote, that i have not loved. 
These books just keep getting better. This one is about
 Teena, Meena's twin and the man that chased her to the
 pride. Now he has kidnapped Teena, But she may just like
 being kidnapped by Dmitri. But in ture Teena fashion bad
 things seem to happen around her. But Dmitri's reaction 
to this, is not what you would expect. The man is simple
 amazing character. I loved all the action in this book, 
don't get me wrong there is a good dose of funny and sexy,
 as is in all Eve's books. So go grab this book, you will not 
be disappointed. And 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.


When at first you don’t succeed–turn to abduction.
It’s all in a day’s work when this Russian Siberian tiger 
meets the woman he wants.
An accidental kidnapping? Check.

A forced marriage? Check.

A virgin bride? Damn. There go his plans for seduction 
and here comes the pressure into making her first time
 perfect. Because everyone knows that’s the one she’ll remember, forever.

Add in a plane crash as well as hunters out to capture them
 and the heat is truly on.
Can this suave Russian mobster meet the challenge?

Awareness came with the speed of cold honey spooling 
from a dangling spoon. Slowly. So slowly, and that was 
why it took the third time for her to grasp someone spoke.
“Say I do.”

“Hunh?” Eyes closed, and the lids too heavy to lift, her 
mouth a fuzzy peach in need of water, Teena’s mind
 struggled to wake from the most molasses sleep ever.
“Say I do,” hissed an accented voice, a voice that 
seemed familiar. But it was the scent that made her 
smile. Manly musk intermixed with a spicy cologne. 
It seemed her Russian admirer was still at her side. 
Had she fallen asleep on him at the party?
It was so hard to remember.
“Repeat after me. I. Do.”

What did she do? Forcing her brain into gear, 
she strove to recall events. Last she remembered, 
she was weaving back to the house after her sister’s 
wedding—drunk as hell because she was so mad 
at her interfering family—when Dmitri, that sexy Russian,
 waylaid her. He’d made sure the ground didn’t get fresh 
with her body parts. Instead, he let them get fresh with 
his solid frame.

He held her in his arms. Said stuff. Nice stuff. 
But forget that and fast forward to the exciting 
part where he kissed her.
Oh my. Upon her he bestowed a masterful kiss 
that melted her. She remembered the sense of 
weakness in her limbs. The roam of his hands, then…?
Her brow wrinkled. She couldn’t recollect anything
 past the amazing kiss.

Nothing. At all.

Had she seriously fallen asleep during the most 
intense embrace of her life?
Was this why Dmitri held her in his arms, his musky 
scent surrounding her? “Wake, little kitten. Just for a moment. I need you to say I do.”
“I do?” Do what? Surely he didn’t demand permission to 
kiss her again? Was he after something else? Blerg. 
She wished her brain wasn’t such a sluggish mess.

Giving her cobwebbed thoughts a mental shake, she pried 
her eyes open in time to see Dmitri’s handsome face 
hovering close to hers. She also heard the words, 
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”


Before she could grasp what had happened, lips pressed 
against hers in a molten touch that melted her questions
and awakened a fire. The kiss didn’t help her regain her 
senses. On the contrary, she slipped into a pleasurable 
state with only one real thought in mind—more.

More kisses. More heat. More Dmitri.

The arms wrapped around her body held her upright 
and a good thing, too, seeing as how her legs had the 
consistency of soft rubber. A tiny part of her remarked 
she should protest, or at least make an effort to assert 
some kind of control.
She wasn’t firing on all cylinders. A sluggishness still 
held her. It occurred to her she should cry and be 
frightened, and yet…
She truly was enjoying the soft mesh of lips and the 
warmth of his breath. Or she was until she found herself
 deposited in a chair. Talk about a rude awakening.

Her body lamented the loss of the warmth from his while 
her inner lioness meowed in frustration. A frustration
 she understood all too well, given the ardor he woke 
refused to settle so easily.
Struggling against the lassitude in her body, she managed 
to flutter her eyes open, not that it helped her 
comprehension much. She didn’t recognize her surroundings.

A pen was pushed into her hands. “Sign here,” 
Dmitri’s accented voice purred in her ear.
“What is it?” she muttered through numb lips as 
she struggled to remain awake. She peered blearily 
at the white sheet in front of her, to no avail. The words 
on the paper wavered.
“It is what you want.”
Truly? Because…I want him.
Without giving it a second thought, she signed.
Then he did too, using the same pen she had, his bold
 signature alongside hers on the marriage certificate.

Nope, the words on the paper hadn’t change.
She stabbed a finger at the paper, not trusting herself to 
speak. But if she had, it might have sounded a lot like her
 father, but with fewer swear words. What the fuck just 
He answered her unspoken question. 
“We are husband and wife, little kitten.”
Oh my. How unexpected.
Married. She was married. To Dmitri. 
I am married to the tiger.
Hunh, a coerced wedding, a first for the family and 
certainly never a disaster her sister had ever managed.
Point for me?
No, because Meena evaded Dmitri’s plans.

I, on the other hand, fell like a domino. Worse, I didn’t see it
 coming. I really thought he liked me. Thought he’d meant it
 when he said he would woo her and prove his intent.

What a jerk, kidnapping her like this and marrying her on 
the sly. Making her his wife.

His wife?

Could a lioness giggle? Her inner feline certainly seemed 
a tad too pleased.
His mate. The mental rumble vibrated through her body 
like a ghostly purr, one that left her senses alive.

Are you going to stand up and assert your rights?

“You can’t force me to marry you. Tell him.” She addressed 
the latter to the man dressed in a suit with a clerical collar
 of black and white, some kind of religious guy.  Surely he 
wouldn’t condone this farce. “Tell him it doesn’t count 
because I didn’t agree.”

“You said I do,” Dmitri reminded her.

“Because you told me to while I wasn’t even awake. 
It doesn’t count. And why is that priest ignoring me?”

“Little kitten, if you calm down, we can—”

“I will not calm down.” She lunged from the chair, 
only belatedly realizing the flimsiness of it.

The plastic bucket chair with its metal legs, a relic from the
 seventies, cracked. The hand she’d used to push off slid 
as the plastic snapped, and she lost her balance. Tipping 
sideways, she threw out her hand, but her reflexes were still
 kind of woozy and she missed, hitting the floor with her 
shoulder then a ricochet of her head. Damned industrial 
marble floor.
She lay there, at an angle, stunned, and also exposing 
a lot more leg than she should. Through squinted eyes,
 she noted her skirt riding high on her hip.
Dmitri noticed too. Interest smoldered in his gaze, a gaze 
stolen by the collared man, who cleared his throat.

How dare he steal Dmitri’s attention?
Who growled?

“Now, now, little kitten, give me a moment to deal with this 
obviously brave man, daring your vicious rage.”

“I am not vicious.” Vicious was her sister.

“I think you’re tougher than you know.”

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Alien Abduction (6 books) 
Accidental Abduction Intentional Abduction Dual Abduction Mercenary Abduction Heroic Abduction Holiday Abduction

Kodiak Point (5 books) 

Kodiak's Claim Outfoxed by Love Polar Bared Wolf's Capture Grizzly Love
Welcome to Hell (4 books) 

A Demon and His Witch A Demon and His Psycho A Demon and Her Scot Hell's Kitty
C791 F814 B785 Aramus Seth Adam Avion

Pack (4 books) 
Defying Pack Law Betraying the Pack Seeking Pack Redemption New Pack Order
Alien Mate (3 books)
Alien Mate Alien Mate 2 Alien Mate 3
                                            Princess of Hell (3 books) 

Lucifer's Daughter Snowballs in Hell Hell's Revenge

A Lion's Pride (4 books)
When an Alpha Purrs When A Beta Roars When An Omega Snaps A Tiger's Bride

~*~*~ Eve Langlais ~*~*~


~ A New York Times & USA Today Bestselle ~ #1 Amazon Paranormal Romance Bestselling Author
~ Top 10 AllRomance Bestselling Author 2013

Hello, my name is Eve. I’m a stay at home mom who writes 

full time in betweenjuggling my three kids, hubby, and 

housework, I write really raunchy stuff–usually with 

werewolves lol.

I am a bestselling Amazon author, ranking often in their top 

100 romance authors. But I’m not just popular with Kindle 

readers. I was one of the top ten selling authors on 

AllRomance for 2013 and have had numerous of my books
 hit the top 20 books over all on Barnes & Nobles as well. 

I am the first person to admit I am totally boring and lead 

a mundane life. Seriously. My idea of fun is shopping at our 

local Walmart lol. I like to play video games, cook, and read.

 My inspiration, hmm, I guess you could say hubby as he is 

a total alpha male which means I often want to club him over

 head with a frying pan. But, despite his ornery, ‘I-am-man’ 

nature, I love him dearly.

I’m writing romance, my way. I do have a twisted imagination 

and a sarcastic sense of humor something I like to let loose

 in my writing. I like strong alpha males, naked chests and 

werewolves. Lots of werewolves. In fact, you’ll notice 

  most of my multi partner stories revolve around great, big, 

overprotective Lycans who just want to please their woman. 

I am also extremely partial to aliens, you know the kind who abduct their woman and then drive them  insane…with pleasure of course.

My heroines, they kind of run the gamut. I have some that 

are shy and soft spoken, others that will kick a man in the balls and laugh. Many of them are 

  chubby, because in my world, girls with curves ROCK! Oh 

and some of my heroines are a teeny tiny bit evil, but in their 

defense, they need love too.Some of my work does push 

boundaries and cross lines. Good and evil aren’t always clear 

in my tales, and in some cases, I’ve stomped on well known 

 religious ideologies. Have I mentioned my imagination is 

a tad bit warped?I tend to have a lot of sexual tension in my 

tales because I think all torrid love affairs start with a tingle in 

our tummies. And when my characters do finally give in to 

the needs of their flesh? Well, let’s just say, you shouldn’t be reading  
 my stuff at work. The door is wide open, explicit and hot.

 Really, really hot. I love to write, and while I don’t always 

know what my mind is going to come 

  up with next, I can promise it will be fun, probably humorous

 and most of all romantic, because I love a happily ever after.

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