In a world of danger and deception, she walks the line between seductive passion and scandalous murder...
Eve Dallas is a New York police lieutenant hunting for a ruthless killer. In over ten years on the force, she's seen it all -- and knows her survival depends on her instincts. And she's going against every warning telling her not to get involved with Roarke, an Irish billionaire -- and a suspect in Eve's murder investigation. But passion and seduction have rules of their own, and it's up to Eve to take a chance in the arms of a man she knows nothing about -- except the addictive hunger of needing his touch.
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1 . Good read
Posted March 26, 2011 by Russell , GrandviewVery well written, this book kept me coming back for more. After reading this book I started on the second one right away.
2 . Great read
Posted September 06, 2009 by clkcrk , TustinI have never read this series and after reading the first one went on line so I could read in order only to find book store does not carry book 2. What a disapointment. I have sent email asking to stock this book. There are like 35 to date and had planned to but them all but will put this on hold until the get book 2 in stock.
3 . Addictive
Posted July 12, 2009 by Resa , Little RockFirst in a long and highly addictive series. It kicks off Robb's well-liked and much loved character Eve Dallas. Even her secondary characters make the reader want to stick around just to see what happens to them. Great book and a must read!
4 . Entertaining suspense!
Posted March 08, 2009 by Winnie , SingaporeI love it! Great book! Suspense and romance masterfully written into one good book! First in the series.
August 03, 2004
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Excerpt from Naked in Death by J. D. Robb
She woke in the dark. Through the slats on the window shades, the first murky hint of dawn slipped, slanting shadowy bars over the bed. It was like waking in a cell.
For a moment she simply lay there, shuddering, imprisoned, while the dream faded. After ten years on the force, Eve still had dreams.
Six hours before, she'd killed a man, had watched death creep into his eyes. It wasn't the first time she'd exercised maximum force, or dreamed. She'd learned to accept the action and the consequences.
But it was the child that haunted her. The child she hadn't been in time to save. The child whose screams had echoed in the dreams with her own.
All the blood, Eve thought, scrubbing sweat from her face with her hands. Such a small little girl to have had so much blood in her. And she knew it was vital that she push it aside.
Standard departmental procedure meant that she would spend the morning in Testing. Any officer whose discharge of weapon resulted in termination of life was required to undergo emotional and psychiatric clearance before resuming duty. Eve considered the tests a mild pain in the ass.
She would beat them, as she'd beaten them before.
When she rose, the overheads went automatically to low setting, lighting her way into the bath. She winced once at her reflection. Her eyes were swollen from lack of sleep, her skin nearly as pale as the corpses she'd delegated to the ME.
Rather than dwell on it, she stepped into the shower, yawning.
"Give me one oh one degrees, full force," she said and shifted so that the shower spray hit her straight in the face.
She let it steam, lathered listlessly while she played through the events of the night before. She wasn't due in Testing until nine, and would use the next three hours to settle and let the dream fade away completely.
Small doubts and little regrets were often detected and could mean a second and more intense round with the machines and the owl-eyed technicians who ran them.