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Aisling Grey is back-and in more trouble than ever. She thought being a courier would be easy. It's not. She thought being a Guardian would come naturally. It doesn't. She thought she could get out of being a wyvern's mate. She can't. And she never thought she'd be irresistible to men. But she is.


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Aisling Grey is back-and in more trouble than ever. She thought being a courier would be easy. It's not. She thought being a Guardian would come naturally. It doesn't. She thought she could get out of being a wyvern's mate. She can't. And she never thought she'd be irresistible to men. But she is.


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Katie MacAlister fires on all cylinders in this funny, sexy paranormal romp starring Aisling Grey, single girl turned novice Guardian, first introduced in You Slay Me.

\ \ In her day job as a courier, Aisling goes to Hungary to deliver a priceless amulet, but her real intent is to attend the 128th International Conference of Guardians, Oracles, and Diviners -- and to find a mentor. Accompanied by her smart-mouthed demon companion, Jim, who poses as a Newfoundland, Aisling encounters her destiny once again: Drake Vireo, a seriously handsome dragon in human form, who broke her heart in Paris. Forget about sparks: Their sexual encounters literally start fires, leaving burned doors and singed sheets in their wake. Aisling's search for a mentor coincides with the mysterious murders of two Guardians. As she tries to solve the murder, Aisling is abetted by an outrageous cast of characters, including the helpful cabdriver from You Slay Me, a professional virgin, a lost hermit, naked male incubi, and many quarreling dragons. Ginger Curwen

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781101097939
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 5/3/2005
  • Series: Aisling Grey, Guardian Series , #2
  • Sold by: Penguin Group
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 71,372
  • File size: 318 KB

Meet the Author

Katie MacAlister lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and dogs, and can often be found lurking around online game sites.
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Fire Me Up

Aisling Grey, Guardian, Novel
By Katie MacAlister

Signet

ISBN: 0-451-21494-3


Chapter One

"You'd think that Hungary would see the light as far as secondhand smoke is concerned, wouldn't you? I probably lost at least thirty percent of my lung capacity on the trip from the airport."

I didn't even glance at the massive hairy black form at my side as we disembarked from the train on a cloud of cigarette smoke. Instead, I said through my teeth, "Language!"

Two big brown eyes opened wide with surprise.

"Stop it," I hissed, glancing quickly around us to see if anyone had overheard. We were elbow to elbow with what appeared to be half the population of Hungary, all intent on going to the same place at the same time as us. Luckily, no one seemed to be paying attention to a huge black dog and its unexceptional owner. I took a firm grip on Jim's leather leash, wrapping it around the wrist on my left hand as I used my right to tug on the big suitcase on wheels that kept clipping my heels.

"Oh, right, I forgot. Ixnay on the alkingtay. Bowwow. Arf. Bark bark. Hummina hummina hummina."

I glared at the demon in Newfoundland dog form that stood beside me as we struggled through the huge crowds at Budapest's main train station. We moved slowly forward with the rest of the lemmings, part of the shuffle, stop, shuffle, stop pattern of movement that characterized a large number of people trying to pass through a narrow opening.

Jim's eyebrows rose at my look. "What?"

"You are talking," I answered, more or less grinding the words. "Dogs don't talk, so just shut ... up!"

"Well!" Jim sniffed in an injured manner as we shuffle-stopped our way forward a few more feet. I knew from the experience of having lived with Jim for the past month that my furry little demon would have an expression of profound martyrdom on its face, an expression not at all common to most Newfies but one that Jim had perfected during our relatively short time together. "That wasn't a direct order, was it? Because you didn't say, 'Dammit, Jim, I said shut the farking haitch up!' which, of course, is what you normally say when you want me to shut up. And I know that's a command, because you only say 'farking haitch' when you're really PO'd. So I thought I'd better check whether or not that last 'shut up' was a direct order or just a hopeful desire on your part."

I stood in the center of the Keleti train station surrounded by hundreds of people-nice, normal people, people who never once thought about things like demons, and demon lords, and Guardians, and all of the strange beings that populated the L'au-dela, the Otherworld-and I wondered for the hundredth time whether if I tried really hard I could send Jim back to the fiery depths of Hell.

"No," it answered my unasked question before I could do so much as level another squinty-eyed glare at it. "You tried three times to send me back. The last time cost me a toe. My favorite one, too. How you can make a toe disappear right off my foot is beyond me, but the point is that I'm not going to risk another unbalanced paw just so you can play Junior Guardian. I'm staying put until you get yourself a mentor and figure out that whole sending-me-back thing."

"Will you stop answering questions before I ask them, stop telling me what to do, and above all, stop talking?"

As crowded as the platforms were, the air filled with fumes from the fast-food restaurants that lined the main section of the station, not to mention the ripe odor of a couple of hundred people who'd been crushed into a busy train on a hot August day, as well as the noise those very same hot, sweaty people made as they tried to escape the station-despite all that, my words managed to penetrate the miasma of sound and echo with a strange piercing quality off the tiled walls.

Several heads swiveled to look back at us. I smiled somewhat grimly at all of them. A hurt look filled Jim's brown eyes as it sniffed, with studied indifference, the butts of the man and woman in front of us.

We shuffled forward another few feet.

"So, that was an order?"

I sighed, my shoulders slumping in defeat. I was hot, tired, jet-lagged from the flight from Portland to Amsterdam to Budapest, and to be honest, Jim's presence-although annoying in many ways-was more than a little reassuring considering just who else was occupying the same continent on which I now found myself.

The memory of glittering green eyes filled with smoky desire rose with no difficulty to dance before me but was squelched with a much greater effort. "No, it's not an order," I said softly. "At least not until we're through this crowd. I doubt if anyone can even see you, let alone notice that your mouth is moving."

"I told you to get me that ventriloquist tape I saw on TV."

The mass of humanity rippled forward, then halted again. I stood on my tiptoes and peered around the big sun hat of the woman in front of me and caught sight of what was holding us up. At the far end of the platform, where the passage narrowed to one open exit to the taxi ranks and passenger pickup areas, several men in security uniforms had stopped the crowd as a couple of VIPs were escorted off the train.

"What is it?" Jim asked. "Dead body? Someone throw himself in front of the train? Are there splattered body parts everywhere? Did you remember to bring your digital camera?"

"You are a sick, sick demon. There are no body parts, splattered or otherwise. It's just"-I craned my neck-"just a woman and a couple of guys in really expensive-looking designer clothes. They're probably movie stars or politicians or something." The crowd shimmered as a second exit was opened up, the mass of travelers undergoing mitosis as one part of the crowd headed for the new exit. Sweat trickled down my back, dampening the tendrils of hair that had escaped my ponytail until they clung to my neck. I was starting to get light-headed from the heat, the pressure of so many bodies, and the lack of sleep during the twelve hours it had taken to get from Portland to Budapest. I had to get out of there.

"Come on. I think I see a break." I pushed Jim toward the slight opening next to a couple of kids decked out in Goth gear who were sucking the tongues out of each other's head, jerking the suitcase behind me, apologizing under my breath as I jostled elbows, backs, and sides and squished forward. "Why I thought coming here was such a good idea is beyond me."

"Makes sense to me," Jim answered a bit distractedly as it smelled people, luggage, and the litter on the ground with the same unbiased interest. The crowd thinned dramatically as people scattered once they made it past the bottleneck of the exit. "You need training. Budapest is where it's happening. Hey, when are we going to eat?"

"I could have had a nice vacation in the Bahamas, but oh, no, I had to come-" My feet stopped moving. They simply stopped moving as my eyes bugged out of my head, my heart ceased beating, and my brain, usually a reliable and trustworthy organ, came to an abrupt and grinding halt. With no obstructing crowd remaining, the group of people standing just outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the west side of the train station was perfectly visible to me.

Jim stopped and looked back at me, one furry black eyebrow cocked in question at my abbreviated statement. "You aren't using crude sexual slang, are you? No, you can't be, because I know for a fact you haven't been gettin' any since we left Paris."

Slowly, I blinked to make sure I wasn't seeing things, my stomach turning somersaults, my whole being riveted on the scene just outside the station.

Jim turned to see what held me in such thrall. "Wow. Talk about speaking of the great horned one. I must be psychic or something. What's he doing in Budapest?"

It hurt to breathe. It hurt to think. It just hurt, period. I felt like someone had used me as a punching bag for a few hours, every atom of my body pulled so tight I thought I was going to explode into a million little pieces.

Outside the window a small clutch of people stood before a long, glistening black limousine, evidently there to welcome the VIPs from the train. They consisted of three men and one woman-all Asian, all dressed in red and black. The men wore black slacks with open-necked shirts in different shades of red, while the woman looked as if she'd just stepped from the cover of Beijing Vogue. She was tall and willowy, had long, straight glossy black hair that reached to her waist, wore a black miniskirt and a red leather bustier, all carried off with an effortless grace that spoke of years spent in expensive Swiss finishing schools.

But it was one of the men greeting the VIPs who caught and held my attention. The wind rippled the dark forest green silk of his shirt so that it outlined the lovely curves of his muscular chest and arms. That same wind was responsible for his dark hair, longer than I had remembered it, ruffling back off a brow graced by two ebony slashes that were his eyebrows. Despite the heat of the August afternoon, he wore leather pants-tight leather pants-the garment glistening in the sun as if it had been painted on his long legs and adorable derriere as he made a courtly bow to the VIPs.

"Drake," I said on a breath, my body suddenly tingling as if it was coming to life after a long, long sleep. Even his name left my lips sensitized, the sound of that one word strange after its banishment from my life four weeks ago.

Four weeks? It seemed more like a lifetime.

Jim gave me a long, appraising look. "You're not going to go all Buffy/Angel on me, are you? Mooning around bemoaning the forbidden love that cannot be? Because if you are, I'm finding myself a new demon lord. Love I can take, but mooning is not in my contract."

I started toward the window, unable to help myself, my body suddenly a mass of erogenous zones that wanted more than anything on this earth to place itself in Drake's hands. His lovely long-fingered, extremely talented hands.

"Aisling Grey."

The sound of my name brought me out of the trance. I swallowed hard and looked around, my mind a muddle of desire and lust and erotic memories that damn near brought me to my knees. Names, as I have had opportunity to point out, have power, and Jim's invoking my name had the ability to snap me out of something I had spent every night praying for strength against.

"Thanks, Jim." Slowly I gathered my wits and determination, thankful that in the hustle and bustle of the train station no one had noticed a deranged, lust-crazed woman and her demon in talking-dog form. "I don't quite know what came over me."

It raised an expressive eyebrow. "I know."

I dragged my eyes from the sight of Drake and his men waving the VIPs toward the limo. I hauled my wheeled suitcase forward and out the doors, purposely turning my back to the scene that had held such interest, Jim pacing silently beside me. "I'm OK now. It was just a little aberration. I told you when we left Paris that things between Drake and me were over. It just took me by surprise seeing him here, in Budapest. I had assumed he'd still be in France." Safe. Several hundreds of miles away. In a completely different country, living out his life without me.

"Uh-huh. Right. Tell it to the tail, Aisling."

I ignored my smart-mouthed demon as we joined the end of a queue for taxis. The handful of people ahead of us laughed and chatted gaily, just as if their world hadn't come to a grinding halt, whereas mine ... I glanced back at the limo. Drake was overseeing Pal, one of his men, loading the matched set of luggage in the back of the glossy car. Bustier Woman was speaking to one of her contingent, suddenly calling for Drake. I narrowed my eyes as he strolled toward her with the same fluid, coiled power that sent shivers of delight down my back.

Had. Once. Now, of course, it did nothing for me. Nothing at all.

I sighed. Jim stuck its snout in the bag of the elderly couple in front of us, saying softly, "That was a pretty pathetic sigh. It had a lot of meat to it."

"I know," I answered, trying not to grind my teeth as the woman put her hand on Drake's silk-clad arm, no doubt caressing his wonderful steely bicep. "It's really bad when you can't even lie convincingly to yourself."

Jim pulled its head from the bag to look at me, its eyes opening wide suddenly as it made an odd combination of a bark and a warning. "Behind you!"

I dropped its leash and spun around in a crouch, half expecting an attack of some sort, but finding instead that my suitcase had attracted the attention of three street gypsies, all of whom obviously had the intention of lightening the load of my possessions. "The amulet!" I screeched, throwing myself on top of the half-opened bag.

The biggest of the thieves, a young man who looked to be about nineteen, jerked the bag out from underneath me, his accomplices pulling on the outer flap so that it peeled back like a ripe banana. I lunged toward the small brown leather amulet bag that was stuffed into my underwear. "Hey! Let go! Police!" My fingers closed around the bag just as the youngest thief, a girl of about fifteen or so, grabbed it, but I had not survived my Uncle Damian's wrath concerning the loss of a valuable antiquity for nothing. I had to save this one at all costs. I jerked the amulet free just as someone behind me shouted. The street gypsies snatched up handfuls of my things-pants, shoes, and my cosmetic case-before racing off in three different directions.

The wind, coming off the nearby Danube, flirted with the opened suitcase, decided it liked the look of my newly purchased satin undies, and scooped up several pairs, sending them skittering down the sidewalk. The elderly couple who had been in front of us helped me gather the remaining clothes that had been knocked out as the gypsies made their snatch and grab, repeating soft assurances that I didn't understand. I left Jim to guard the luggage as I ran down the sidewalk, the amulet still in my hand. I plucked my underwear from a phone booth, a magazine stand, and a newspaper box. One last pair, trembling next to a garbage bin, suddenly spun upward in a gust and flew a few feet down the sidewalk, their flight coming to a swift end as the pink satin and lace material wrapped itself in a soft caress around a man's leg.

A man's leather-clad leg.

"Oh, god," I moaned, closing my eyes for a second, knowing exactly who owned that leg. Why me? Why did this sort of thing have to happen to me? Why couldn't anything in my life ever be simple? When I looked again, Drake was holding my panties in his hand, his head slowly turning as he scanned the crowd until he saw me clutching a handful of underwear.

Any thoughts of escaping undetected died in that moment. The woman who had been about to get into the limo paused and raised a beautifully arched eyebrow at him, her dark eyes sliding over me in cool consideration.

Continues...


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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 24, 2012

    Great follow up to You Slay Me!

    Loved this follow up story. The story line develops, the love affair is hot! Can't wait to read the next one!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 19, 2012

    Welcome!

    Allo

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  • Posted June 24, 2012

    vERY GOOD BOOK 2

    vERY GOOD BOOK 2

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  • Posted July 10, 2011

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    Strong Sequal

    I enjoyed You Slay Me, the first part of the Aisling Grey, Guardian Novels, and looked forward to reading Fire Me Up. This book was a real treat and I had a difficult time putting it down. It is not as good as You Slay Me, but that is not saying much because this one is a keeper as well. Aisling has accepted her status as a Guardian, which is why she travels to Budapest to search for the perfect mentor. She is also there to deliver a sacred amulet to a homeless hermit. All she has to do is search for him at every park in Budapest. Talk about finding a needle in a haystack! Aisling also comes face to face with Drake Vireo -- wyvern of the green dragons and the bane of her existence -- who is more determined to make her his mate for life than ever. Things get more complicated for Aisling when the amulet she carries around has some strange effects on mortal men and summons gorgeous incubi. Her search for a mentor isn't going so well either, for each potential mentor has turned up dead. She has to put up with all of that and carry around the smart-mouth dog-slash-demon Jim. There are various fun twists throughout the novel.

    I like the fact that Aisling is a feisty, independent, I-am-in-charge-of-my-own-life type of heroine. She does get a bit over the top and downright irritating at times, especially when she banters and bickers with Jim and Drake respectively, but I admire the fact that she is a no-nonsense, independent woman. Her brazen personality gets in the way of surrendering to gorgeous, sexy Drake -- who is the proverbial alpha male. Their scenes together are amazing. MacAlister created two characters that have a chemistry that is almost palpable. Drake is incredibly hot; the perfect anti-hero for this sort of series. I hope we will see more of him in future installments. Jim is hilarious as usual. I do love his sharp lines and wonderful quips. MacAlister has succeeded in creating an irritating, albeit lovable sidekick. The humor in this offering exceeds the one in You Slay Me and indeed all of the other Katie MacAlister novels I have read thus far. Her writing style reminds me of MaryJanice Davidson's work in that she blends romance, comedy, action and paranormal elements together quite well. All in all, Fire Me Up is an excellent follow-up to You Slay Me. The intro to this series was awesome and the second book has guaranteed a faithful and avid reader of the Aisling Grey world in me. It is not necessary for me to say that I recommend this book, but I nevertheless do so most highly.

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  • Posted February 21, 2010

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    Not as Good as Book One

    Not as good a story as the first book in the series, but worth reading if you read book one and liked the characters.

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  • Posted July 11, 2009

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    Humorous, pulls you right in and holds on

    Aisling is a novice Guardian/Keeper of the Gates to Hell. If that doesn't get your attention... Any of you Harry Potter & Twilight fans looking for some more mystical reading material? Here's a sure to please.... Kinda girly though....

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  • Posted March 23, 2009

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    i think it was great!

    i LOVE aisling and drake!! her entire series is so good!

    her writing style is so funny and original! it's a really good combo of comedy, fantasy, and romance! i love them! most of the time, when i see 'comedy' mixed w/ 'romance', i wouldn't read it--but this is a very nice balance of both!

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  • Posted February 9, 2009

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    "Fire Me Up" is a must for any reader!

    "Fire Me Up" is action packed and keeps you wanting more. It contains amazing characters and exhilerating plot twists that leave you breathless. I highly recommend this book for any reader, as it contains romance, humor, suspence, and amazing fantasy!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 6, 2008

    THIS IS GREAT!!!

    enjoyed You Slay Me, the first part of the Aisling Grey, Guardian Novels, and looked forward to reading Fire Me Up. This book was a real treat and I had a difficult time putting it down. It is not as good as You Slay Me, but that is not saying much because this one is a keeper as well. Aisling has accepted her status as a Guardian, which is why she travels to Budapest to search for the perfect mentor. She is also there to deliver a sacred amulet to a homeless hermit. All she has to do is search for him at every park in Budapest. Talk about finding a needle in a haystack! Aisling also comes face to face with Drake Vireo -- wyvern of the green dragons and the bane of her existence -- who is more determined to make her his mate for life than ever. Things get more complicated for Aisling when the amulet she carries around has some strange effects on mortal men and summons gorgeous incubi. Her search for a mentor isn't going so well either, for each potential mentor has turned up dead. She has to put up with all of that and carry around the smart-mouth dog-slash-demon Jim. There are various fun twists throughout the novel. I like the fact that Aisling is a feisty, independent, I-am-in-charge-of-my-own-life type of heroine. She does get a bit over the top and downright irritating at times, especially when she banters and bickers with Jim and Drake respectively, but I admire the fact that she is a no-nonsense, independent woman. Her brazen personality gets in the way of surrendering to gorgeous, sexy Drake -- who is the proverbial alpha male. Their scenes together are amazing. MacAlister created two characters that have a chemistry that is almost palpable. Drake is incredibly hot the perfect anti-hero for this sort of series. I hope we will see more of him in future installments. Jim is hilarious as usual. I do love his sharp lines and wonderful quips. MacAlister has succeeded in creating an irritating, albeit lovable sidekick. The humor in this offering exceeds the one in You Slay Me and indeed all of the other Katie MacAlister novels I have read thus far. Her writing style reminds me of MaryJanice Davidson's work in that she blends romance, comedy, action and paranormal elements together quite well. All in all, Fire Me Up is an excellent follow-up to You Slay Me. The intro to this series was awesome and the second book has guaranteed a faithful and avid reader of the Aisling Grey world in me. It is not necessary for me to say that I recommend this book, but I nevertheless do so most highly.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 4, 2008

    Amazing Katie!

    Wow! i read that book, god knows how many times, katie has done it again!! Aisling is soo hilarious, so is Jim the demon dog, i wish i had one, i was cracking up throughout the book!! and dat hunk of a Dragon, Drake Vireo, the wyvern of the greens dragons. She is so lucky!! the sex sences is also hot and amazing

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 12, 2008

    Loved it

    My headline says it all. I love this series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 20, 2007

    Wonderful, Wonderful!!!

    First off, I LOVED the setting, in Drake's homeland. I was delighted by the return of characters that were spontaneous and suprising. This is one of my favorite series. The sharp sarcasm never fails to make me laugh, and the relationship between Aisling and her demon is so refreshing...I couldn't stop laughing! The humor of the story acts like a catalyst to the mystery surrounding the plot. It was amazing! I would recommend reading the first in the series before this one, so the plot line can be fully appreciated and so there can be an understanding of the relationships that have already developed between the characters.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 31, 2007

    I'm in LOVE!!!!!!

    Katie Macalister has found a fan in me forever!! The Aisling Grey stories are the funniest romantic novels that I have ever read. If you like books about the 'otherworld' this is the book for you. All the novels make you want to go out and buy all of them!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 18, 2006

    Excellent

    Its a great book. ya will never put it down.its great:) Drake Vireo(a green wyern drangon)is really cool .the whole book is kinda of like a mystery about a murder. its when Aisling Grey is trying to solve a murder that she have not done. and she ends up as drake's mate.Her day is not going well. she just there to deliver a packet to a woman(that i don't know her name. its been a while that i read this book):) :p :-) ITS A WONDERFUL BOOK IT DON'T WASTE YA TIME. GO AND BUY IT WON'T WASTE YA MONEY. ITS PERFECT AMAZING:) :P :-) THE LOVES SCENE IS PRETTY COOL!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2006

    Another Great One!!!!!!!!!!!

    This here is another great book by Katie MacAlister! It was absolutly amazing i recommend by the whole aisling grey series. It is worth it trust me.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 6, 2006

    Couldn't Put It Down!!!

    This book was awesome!!!! This is one of the few books that I will give five stars!! Everything about this book was awesome!!! If you read the first one, than you must read this one. You will not be able to put it down it is that good!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 9, 2006

    Was a fun read

    I did like the book but I found that at times the humor was a bit over the top, but I also found my self laughing out loud at times as well. In my opinion this book is more of a comedy, mystery than a romance like I had first thought it would be, hence the 4 stars instead of 5, it would have been a good idea to read You Slay Me first as I couldn't find Drake's character all that appealing, sure there were some steamy moments but the time they spent together was so short and bland, it was like Drake tolerated his time with her until he could actually get her into the bedroom, you would only get a incy bincy glint of any feeling he might of had you were left with an impression that he just excepted things as they are with no real passion. I may be wrong in my assumption that is why I am going to read the first in the series and hopefully get a better outlook of his character. But the story line was good and am looking forward to see what Drake will do now.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 16, 2006

    Sassy, Sexy and Laugh out loud fun!

    I picked up the first Aisling Grey book on a whim and ran out to get this one the minute I put 'You Slay Me' down. Love the story and really love the characters. I'm particularly fond of Jim. Can't wait to see what keeps developing for Aisling and Drake...and the other dragons!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 8, 2005

    Left blinking away tears!

    So our beloved heroine Aisling Grey finds herself in yet another jam. She can't seem to leave the country without someone showing up dead. Next thing you know she finds her self neck deep in doo doo (and it's not Jim's this time). I'll be honest I found myself crying all through this book. Yes I laughed so hard I cried. I felt so flustered for Aisling I cried. When is this poor girl gonna get a break? If you read 'You Slay Me' which came before this you have to read 'Fire Me Up' It will leave you crying for the next book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 14, 2005

    Superb!

    I love this whole series. It's a fun fast thrill ride of a read that will tickle your funny bone. You should definitely give it a whirl.

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