Title: Mohawk Moon
Author: N. Kuhn
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Blitz Host: Lady Amber's Tours
Janelle hasn't been home in ten years. All of a sudden, she has to deal with her mothers death, her broken relationship with her sister, and some sexy stranger following her. She doesn't know whether to be scared, or excited.
Damien needs to restore his families honor. He needs to use Janelle to do it, there's one problem. There's someone standing in the way. He's vowed that no one will stand in the way or getting what's his.
Together they must save what's left of both their families, and along the way, deal with what's going on between them. Join them on the beginning of their journey, under the Mohawk Moon.
This book by N Kuhn was an intense ride. It was a unique story with believable and well rounded characters. The plot of the story kept you moving along and kept you turning the pages. There is quite a bit of suspense and drama in this book. And it left me wanting to read more from this Author.
I do have to say that there were some MAJOR issues in the editing, and paying for a good editor can repair these issues. There were quite a few times that I found myself re-reading a line that I had just read because it was repeated. So due to those issues I can't give this 5 stars because it literally made me stop and make notes in my kindle. So many notes were taken of issues in the books.
I do have to applaud the author on creating such fabulous characters. The relationship between the sisters was so realistic. There are characters in this book that you will HATE and ones you will LOVE, and that shows that the Author has created a well thought out story. I just wish the author had stayed in one tense or voice. That did get confusing at times. But it all worked out in the end.
I give this book 3.5 stars. I wish I could have given more stars but I think that while the characters were engaging, and the storyline itself was well developed the lack of editing detracted from the finished product to a degree that many will not appreciate.
Details/Disclaimer: Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
“Come in,” I say. Sammy opens the door and enters. “The funeral is in forty minutes, get ready.” She turns and leaves, not even waiting for me to answer, slamming my door behind her. I’m left alone again. I sigh and get up. So much for the loving family reunion.
I pull the only dress I own out of my suitcase. I had gotten this little black dress when I thought I would try to date seriously. It was a soft satiny material, hung off the shoulder, and accentuated my curves in all the right places. Not very appropriate for a funeral, but it’s all I had. I slip into it, not bothering to do much with my hair. It’s always been long, thick and straight as a stick. I slide on my black stilettos and stand at my window. I don’t know what possessed me to buy these items. They are so unlike me. I prefer jeans and t-shirts, sneakers, boots, casual clothing. I hated shopping. Seemed a waste when I didn’t need anything.
Not like I ever met any guys worth dating. Most men I met were losers. Criminals, married men looking to cheat, or violent. I wonder which category that man from the station fits into. Why can’t I get him out of my head? What was it about him that worries me? Besides the fact that I believe it was him following us last night. It’s not like I can’t handle dangerous men. Between work and my personal life, I’ve seen it all. I always pick the worst ones to date. I was raised seeing a man treat women like garbage. I know it’s wrong, but I guess I craved the confrontations. I wanted to prove to myself I was stronger than Ahi. Unlike her, I fought back. I slip my .22 short into the small leg holster. I gaze at myself in the mirror. Old habits die hard I suppose. Back in
I won’t go anywhere unarmed. I smooth down the sides of my dress, unnoticeable.
Good. I pick up my large black Coach purse, one of the few indulgences I
allowed myself, sling it over my shoulder, and I’m ready to go. Chicago
The N in N. Kuhn is actually Nicole. She was born and raised in western
Nicole survives on coffee alone. Mostly Tim Hortons. (It’s a NY thing.) A fan of drinking it from the time she gets up, until she finally rests. When not writing, she crochets and spends time with her beautiful daughter and her husband. Her friends call her Octo-Mom because she multi-tasks so well. Between her full time job, family, crochet and writing, it’s a wonder she ever sleeps.
Mrs. Kuhn feels that reading in our youth is a very important trait to instill. She reads with her young daughter as much as she can. “It’s the most important thing a parent can ever do with a child. Read, teach them to read. Don’t buy them toys, buy them books,” She says.