New neighbors are bad news in Samantha Harper’s experience. Especially ones as suspicious and brooding as the guy who just moved in next door. So when the dangerous but sexy stranger seems to be involved in something illegal—the aspiring cop in her takes action. If only she could stop thinking about how he looks naked...
All DEA agent Ash Cooper wants to do is lay low and survive this crap surveillance assignment. But after a run-in with his attractive neighbor, he realizes that’s going to be much harder than he planned. Keeping the woman out of trouble is hard enough, but keeping his hands off her is near impossible.
Each book in the Under Covers series is STANDALONE:
*On Her Six
*In Walked Trouble
*The Man I Want to Be
About the Author
Christina believes that laughter really is the best medicine, which is why in her writing she adds a healthy dose of hilarious hijinks with gritty suspense. She lives near Baltimore with her husband and two sons, who give her an endless supply of humorous material to write about.
When she’s not writing fun contemporary romance or quirky romantic suspense, Christina can be found devouring books in every genre, watching Chris Hemsworth on TV, playing board games with her family, working out, watching Chris Hemsworth on TV, napping, baking, watching Chris Hemsworth on TV, and shopping...for Chris Hemsworth’s latest DVD.
She is a member of Romance Writers of America and Maryland Romance Writers. This is her first novel.
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On Her Six
An Under Covers Novel
By Christina Elle, Alycia Tornetta
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2016 Christina Elle
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This was so not the way Samantha Harper wanted to start her day. Running late to work again, she had just gotten her car door open when someone came up behind her.
"Gi-give me your ma-money," a gravelly male voice stuttered. Something cold and hard dug into her lower back. "Now."
A gun. Inhaling a long gush of hot July air, she worked to slow her racing pulse and allow her training to kick in.
Keep him talking. Distract him. Buy some time to get out of the situation.
When she didn't move, he spoke again, "Di-did you h-hear me?"
"Yes, I heard you," she said.
"Then hand it over." She attempted to peer over her shoulder at the assailant, but the man pressed the gun harder into her spine, causing a slice of pain to the bone.
Wincing, she said, "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Wha-what?" the man said, surprised.
"There are less criminal ways of making a living. You don't have to do this." She'd met plenty of people at the station who had forgone crime and now lived respectable lives. "I can help you."
"Shut your m-mouth and gi-give me your goddamn m-money!"
Something in the way the guy spoke told her this wasn't a regular mugging and he wasn't a regular criminal. No, he didn't seem like the usual drug-addicted men she'd helped book at the precinct. This one was more desperate. Frantic. Confused even.
"Are you okay?" she asked, once again trying to look over her shoulder.
There was a blip of silence where she didn't think he was going to answer. The pressure against her back lessened, before he came to. "I ... I d-don't know what's wrong wi-with me." A slight tremor thrummed from where he held the gun. She caught sight of him rubbing his forehead as if suffering from a severe migraine.
She glanced up and down the vacant city street. No one outside due to the early morning hour. Only a handful of other cars parked along the curb. It was normally a quiet street. Neighbors took care of their houses, kept their hedges trimmed, and waved to one another when passing on the street. Things like muggings hardly happened in this part of the city.
The aggressive neighborhood watch group didn't hurt either.
The sun beat down. Her skin felt clammy. Her pastel yellow blouse suctioned to her skin like plastic wrap. The stifling air mixed with the adrenalin coursing through her veins made it difficult to breathe. And to think.
How was she going to get out of this? She didn't stand a chance against this guy without her weapons, which were currently locked in her Honda's trunk.
"Way to go, stupid." Next time try listening to Grandma Rose when she tells you to carry some items in your purse.
"Did you just call me st-stupid?" He growled and pressed the gun harder against her, causing her to take a small step forward. Then the gun full-out shook against her body, making it feel as if a mild earthquake was happening. "Two seconds," he grunted. "Or I'm gonna b-blow y-your brains out!"
"My back," she said without thinking.
"The gun's pointed at my back. So technically you'd blow my back out." She immediately snapped her mouth closed and gritted her teeth. Stupid, big mouth.
The gun left her lower spine and landed along the base of her head with perfect precision. No shaking this time. "Better?" the man asked.
She glanced up to the heavens and exhaled through her nose. "Not really."
"C'mon, lady, d-don't make me do this. Just give m-me your purse." He grabbed hold of the strap on her shoulder and started to pull.
She gripped her purse and hugged it against herself. Not that it was expensive or contained anything besides her license and credit cards. Lord knew she didn't have much money in it. It was the fact that one day she would put away dirtbags like him. And what kind of future cop would that make her if she gave in to him now? If he got away, he would just be a statistic. One of the many addicts who died on the streets without proper help.
Just like Dad ...
He pressed the gun firmly against her skull, cutting off that unpleasant memory. The dull ache increased into a slice of blinding pain, making her close her eyes.
Gritting her teeth, she prayed for Grandma Rose or one of the other members of the watch to look out their neighboring row house windows. Someone. Anyone.
Not that she'd want Grandma running out guns-a-blazin'. But she could call Martinez or Sinclair at the station. Webb was doing his rounds about this time. He could pop by.
No one came. No screaming, no sirens, nothing. Just the sounds of the city in the distance as people went about their day.
Oh God. She had to handle this thug by herself. This was really happening. And she didn't have anything at her disposal aside from her two hands.
She bit her bottom lip. If she flung her purse into the middle of the street, enticing him to chase it, it might give her enough time to distract him. She could jump on his back, maybe knock him unconscious, and try to disarm him. Or make a run for her car and get the trunk open.
The plan wasn't promising, but it was better than nothing.
Click. The gun's hammer pulled back.
This was it. It was now or never.
She prayed for courage and strength from her father and grandfather — two of the bravest cops she'd ever known.
Heart thundering in her chest, blood pounding in her ears, she fingered the smooth leather hanging near her waist. As she started to turn, a second voice spoke.
"Put your hands up and back away slowly." Deep. Ominous. No- nonsense. One did not want to mess with the man who belonged to that voice.
Her eyes widened, body stilled. The ground seemed to shift beneath her sandals, but she didn't dare move.
Where did he come from?
She didn't stand a chance against two thugs — knowing at least one was armed — so she shot her arms toward the sky.
"Not you, Blondie," the no-nonsense voice said. "Him."
Him? So the two men weren't working together? Relieved, she released the breath she'd been holding and dropped her arms.
"Do it now," the voice spoke again, even more fierce, almost a snarl.
The gun lifted from the back of her head.
She spun. As she'd been trained, she took in each man's identifying characteristics.
Not much taller than her, her attacker was nondescript at about five-seven. He had dark hair from what Sam could tell by his eyebrows and wore a gray sweatshirt with the hood covering his head.
A sweatshirt in this heat?
Shaking her head, she continued her perusal. Eye color was hard to make out given his face was angled toward the street. He appeared around twenty years old. Gangly and pasty white, his body hunched over still shaking. Stark white hands were hoisted in the air, gripping a 9mm. What could make someone his age so desperate for money?
Then she zeroed in on the mountain of a man behind him.
Quite descript indeed. Well over six-feet, piercing blue eyes, military-cut dark brown hair, and strong jawline. The black tattoo on his neck was something. It dipped below the neckline of a white T-shirt that stretched across his broad chest. She took in the full view of his pecs, which appeared to be double the size of hers. Ignoring that fact, since really, a toddler had bigger boobs than she did, Sam focused closer on the tattoo. It was tough to decipher what it was. It looked like feathers. Maybe from a bird. She'd need to see him without his shirt to determine —
Wait a minute. What the hell was she doing? She blinked to clear her thoughts away from the man's chest and dragged her gaze up to his.
Dark. Sinister. Like he thought he was the only person in the universe who mattered.
"You okay?" her rescuer asked. One eyebrow quirked, and he wore an expression that said saving her had been a huge inconvenience.
Plus, the looker of a man held a 9mm of his own, pressed against her assailant's head.
"Who are you?" she asked.CHAPTER 2
The woman wasn't wearing the pale, frightened expression Ash Cooper had expected. In fact, her eyes were strikingly clear and her skin flushed.
Her light-colored eyes glanced at the kid between them and a myriad of emotions crossed her face. Surprise. Curiosity. Interest. This chick was going to be trouble. She was perceptive. Too perceptive.
Her gaze locked on Ash, staring in a way that made him feel exposed. Naked, even. Her eyes widened, and she inhaled a quick breath of surprise. The pink on her cheeks deepened as her gaze traveled down his neck and chest. It had been too long since a woman looked at him that way.
He almost choked on a laugh. Yeah, like that was gonna happen.
Ignoring her question, he growled in a low voice and held out an impatient hand. "Give me the gun."
The thug's shoulders dropped as he released a ragged exhale.
"Nice and slow," Ash said. "That's it." He snatched the weapon and stored it in the back waistband of his cargo shorts. "Who are you? What do you want? And where'd you get the gun?"
"N-no one, man," the thug spoke, gripping the hood covering his head. "M-money. I just need m-money."
"Money, huh?" Ash laughed, thrusting his handgun against the back of the kid's skull. See how he liked it with the roles reversed. He pushed a little harder, satisfied after the kid grunted in pain. "Hell of a way to go about getting it. Ever heard of getting a job?"
Christ, it was hot. Sweat dripped from Ash's forehead and down his cheeks. The idiot in front of him shivered and clutched his midsection as if a few feet of snow lay on the ground.
Dealing with this shit was the last thing he needed right now. He'd been given strict instructions to stay hands-off on this assignment. Ash's DEA teammates were assigned to discover, track down, and take out the Vamp drug supplier by any means necessary. No clue as to who the dealer was yet, so the team was spending most of its time collecting intel on the big dealers around the area. Ash's bullshit job was to observe any unusual activity in the city and report it to his new acting team leader, Bryan Tyke. No action. One more wrong move and Ash would be demoted from field agent to trash collector. He'd already been demoted from team leader, for shit's sake.
"Just give me m-money, m-man." Tremors shook the kid's body. "Then I'll le-leave. I-I swear. I just need money. Just m-money. Plea- please, man."
"Oh my God," the woman gasped, her hand covering her mouth.
Now what? Ash tightened his grip on the gun.
She cocked her blond head, and her nose wrinkled as she leaned toward the kid. "What's wrong with you?"
Keeping the gun pointed at the attacker, Ash circled to stand next to her.
Blood red eyes with black pupils. Shit. "A vamp." A user of the drugs Ash's team was trying to stop.
Ash quickly glanced around the street. They usually didn't travel in packs, but he needed to be careful. Especially if the kid was as desperate as he appeared.
"Vamp?" Blondie asked, her eyes growing wider than the rusted hubcaps on her Honda. "As in vampire? But — but —"
Ash shook his head. "Drug user."
Vamp — more potent than heroin and a hell of a lot more addictive. The official name of the drug was a lot longer and more scientific sounding; Ash could never remember it. Vamp was the street name, because that's what addicts looked like: vampires. He cursed himself for not picking up on the kid's cues earlier. After extended use, the drug took over the body to the point that the user appeared more monster than human. Shaking. Desperate. Confused. Pasty skin with a dry, chalky texture. The whites of the eyes a deep red color as if filled with blood, pupils so dilated there wasn't any color around them. No blue, brown, or green. Just black.
"Drugs? What kind of drugs do that?" He didn't think it was possible, but her eyes grew even wider. "I don't understand. I've never heard of Vamp." If he wasn't mistaken, she sounded kinda pissed about it.
And I'm going to make damn sure no one around here ever does. He shifted his weight on his feet. "You complaining?"
She stiffened at his comment. "Well, no. I just —" He didn't like the way her eyes suddenly narrowed in his direction.
The addict's trembling spasms increased. His gaze darted around as if he couldn't control it, and he licked his chapped lips repeatedly.
Blondie leaned even closer to the guy.
Did she have no common sense? He was dangerous.
"Why do his eyes look like that?" she asked.
The Vamper's attention went everywhere — the cloudless sky, the unevenly paved street, the line of brick row houses behind Ash. He was in need of a fix soon, or it would be a short withdrawal period.
The drug was constructed so users lasted a matter of hours between fixes. Without another taste of the drug, their organs started to fail. Talk about dependency. At this stage, vamps were uncontrollable and unstable, willing to do anything — even kill — to get their next hit. Ash couldn't think about what would have happened to the woman if he hadn't shown up when he did.
Whatever made the drug so addictive — the DEA was still trying to figure it out — made the body crave it so bad that, after one direct taste, it couldn't live without it. Like air in the lungs and food in the stomach, the body physically couldn't function without Vamp in its system. There had yet to be any medicinal assistance to wean users off the drug.
Once a Vamp addict, always a Vamp addict. Until death.
Blondie took a step back and inched toward her car.
He leaned into the addict's face, using his height as intimidation, and bared his teeth. "Where'd you get it?"
When the kid hesitated, Ash hardened his stare and all but shouted. "Where?"
"Clu-club Hell. 27th St-street!" he barely got out as a wave of violent spasms took over his body. "C'mon, m-ma-man!"
The addict didn't seem to know what he was begging for — money, another hit, or to be put out of his misery.
Now the dilemma: try to apprehend and get more information out of him in front of the woman? He wanted to laugh. Right. That would go over well. She'd be all up in his business while he interrogated the addict. It wasn't worth risking it just to torment the fool. And if the kid remained silent, he'd be dead in a matter of an hour or two anyway. "Damn it," Ash said under his breath. He lowered his weapon and reached in his back pocket, pulling out two fifties. He tossed them into the street. "Get the hell out of here. And don't come back."
"Wait, what?" Blondie surprised him by saying. She took two commanding steps forward. "You're letting him go?"
The vamp leaped forward to retrieve the cash.
"Yeah," he said. Blondie was saved. The addict was retreating. Mission accomplished. Ash could get back to his boring-ass surveillance assignment in peace.
Ash started to turn toward his row house —
"Oh, no, you don't." Blondie leaped forward and caught the kid by his hood. She yanked his head free of the cover, making him scream in more pain.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he clawed at the air around him. "What are you doing? Get the fuck off me!" The addict yanked at his dark, shaggy hair as if he would take pleasure in pulling every strand out by the root.
Ash found it pretty damn interesting the kid didn't stutter when the sun's sharp rays stabbed his eyes.
Since the addict was only a hint bigger than Blondie — he was scrawny, really, and incapacitated by the sun; plus she had the element of surprise — she easily snapped his arms behind him.
She shoved the kid toward the back of her car and popped open her trunk.
What the fuc —
Ash's mouth actually dropped open when she pulled out a pair of handcuffs. What the hell was she doing with those in her car? Who was this chick?
Probably out of mercy for her ears, she flipped the man's hood over his head. "Oh, hush." She latched one of the thug's wrists and then the other. "I'm taking you in. It just so happens I'm on my way to the police station right now."
Ash continued to gape, a ridiculous thing for someone with his skill and training. This woman was beyond anything he'd ever seen. Anyone else would have run in the other direction. Not her. She faced danger head-on. Seemed to welcome it. Panic and exhilaration overcame him as he watched her. His pulse quickened, but all he could do was stand there and blink like an ass.
"I'll need you to make a statement." Her long slender neck turned to face him as she shoved the kid into the passenger side of her gold POS car. "Once I get Dracula here settled into the backseat, the front's all yours." When he didn't respond, her eyebrows rose in question with a look of, Yo, dumbshit. Anybody home?
"What?" His mind recapped. Handcuffs. Police station. Statement.
No way. He grabbed the woman around her upper arm, causing her to jump. "No cops." That's the last thing he needed. If he went to the precinct or any cops came around here, his cover would be screwed for sure. Not only his cover, but the entire investigation. The DEA had discovered enough dirty BPD cops that they had to be on guard. No telling who was clean or who could be trusted within BPD. This was strictly DEA territory now. All it would take was one leak to alert the dealer that the team was onto him and he'd go underground. They couldn't allow that. They were too close to nailing the son of a bitch.
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This book was a great read and hard to put down. Wanted to shake some sense into heroine Samantha at times but loved the book.
Hilarious mix of suspense, crime thriller and romance! This is a brilliant suspense, action packed and SO funny - I loved it! Samantha Harper (Sam) is desperate to follow in the family tradition and become a cop, but keeps failing the exam. She’s feisty, fun, determined and tenacious. She also has a back up team of her gran and other elderly ladies with a useful range of skills, knowledge and connections! They’re brilliant at finding things out, making their own weapons and providing an incredible neighbourhood watch for their area. When the handsome new neighbour moves into the house across from Sam’s, little does he realise just what he’s getting into! He’s an undercover DEA agent, Ash Cooper, and the first encounter between him and Sam is hilarious! You’ll just have to read it yourself to appreciate how the author has so skilfully written maintaining the suspense but also adding humour and romance into this thoroughly enjoyable story. The team work of Sam and the elderly sleuths is great, their interactions and resilience make them a true force to be reckoned with! Poor Ash just doesn’t know what’s hit him when he tries to misdirect their attentions and strives to rescue Sam from the sticky situations she keeps finding herself in. The characters and events are superbly portrayed, being brought to life in the readers’ imagination by this talented author. With international terrorist drug dealers determined to bring down the US, Sam’s Dad being missing in action, Ash’s ex girlfriend making an unexpected reappearance and so many twists and turns, this is an exciting, enthralling read that I have no hesitation in highly recommending to anyone who enjoys well crafted suspense along with laugh out loud funny interactions and a healthy dose of romance! Thanks to the author, publishers and NetGalley, too, for letting me read this in exchange for my honest review.
A truly awesome read! The perfect blend of humor, suspense, action, and romance. There was great chemistry between Ash and Samantha. Samantha was quite the character and although you had to question some of the things she chose to do, you can't help but love her. Loved her team of little old ladies that always had her back. This is a book I highly recommend.
This was so stupid I couldn't finish. Sam had the impulse control of a ten year old and as a cop wanna be would be a danger to herself and any partner she had. Waste of time.
but as i read i became much more interested in the outcome.
On Her Six is the first book in Christina Elle’s Under Covers Series. The title of the book definitely sums up this story. Ash Cooper is a man on a mission. He’s an undercover DEA agent working in Baltimore, attempting to get a lead on the supplier of a very dangerous and deadly new drug called Vamp. He’s also licking his wounds and biding his time, hoping to get the team lead position back, after he allowed his heart to compromise a mission in Argentina that turned deadly. Samantha Harper is a spitfire. She currently works as an administrative assistant for the Baltimore PD. However, her dream is to follow in the footsteps of her father and grandfather and actually become a police officer. The only problem is that she’s taken the exam six times and has failed each time. Sam lives on a quiet working class street a few doors down from her grandmother and her grandmother’s friends known as the 19th Street Patrol. These women may be in their sixties, but they should definitely not be underestimated. Ash happens to be hiding out on the same street and draws the women’s attention as they’re trying to figure out if he’s a friend or foe. As fate would have it, Sam and Ash are both looking for the same man for different reasons. Sam wants to find Viktor Heinrich in order to find out what happened to her father and if he’s still alive. Ash and his team want to find Viktor in order to stop his drug shipments and find out where the drugs are coming from. Sam is small but tenacious. She’s like a Chihuahua who thinks she’s a Pit Bull. She thinks with her heart instead of her head. She’s not afraid to run into danger, but always sees the error of her ways too late. As Sam and Ash embark on a relationship, Ash once again allows his feelings for a woman to interfere with a mission. The result once again is deadly, but the consequences this time will put Ash’s best friend in the line of fire. On Her Six is a full and complete story. However, due to certain events, a part of the storyline continues to be played out in the second book, In Walks Trouble. I’ve read the books out of order so I knew what was going to happen. For that reason, I kept waiting for things to happen. I truly feel this took away from my enjoyment of the story. One of the reasons I love Christina’s writing is because she writes vivid, detailed scenes that allow you to truly picture the action. That’s definitely in this book. I can’t wait to see what’s in store next for this series. **Personal Purchase**
Loved the story
This book had some funny scenes but for the most part just left me wanting more. Samantha is a secretary for the local police who wants to follow in her father's footsteps and become a cop, only problem is she can't pass the firearm test. Sam lives with her grandmother and has helped form the neighborhood watch, a group of grandmas determined to keep the peace in the quiet neighborhood. When a druggie attempts to rob Sam in front of her own home her new neighbor comes running to the rescue. When undercover DEA agent Ash moves in next door everyone assumes he is up to something so the ladies decide to put him under surveillance. Unfortunately they don't realize he is on to them and turns the tables. When Ash confronts Sam and tells her she needs to let this mugging go she fears he may be part of a cover up. Sam’s investigating leads to all sorts of trouble for both her and Ash. The book seemed a little too unbelievable to me at times and had a hard time staying interested enough to finish the book. Not a horrible book by any means just not one I would read again if given the opportunity. I received an eARC of this book in exchange for my honest review and opinion. All ratings and opinions stated are my own.
Samantha Harper is determined to find her father. He was working undercover to bring down a local drug dealer when he disappeared. She'll find her dad and make the bad guys pay. Right now she's suspicious of her new next-door neighbor. Ash Cooper is hiding something. What's he up to? She and the neighborhood watch are on the case. I love these no nonsense ladies. They are feisty and funny. Sam is a strong, brave woman who wants to be a police officer just like her father, but she's having a few problems. I loved her spirit and her determination. Ash has his hands full. He's a DEA agent trying to stay under the radar. Falling for the wrong woman almost destroyed his life. He won't let that happen again. That's not going to be easy with Sam around. These two make a great pair. Things happen when they are together. I enjoyed the non-stop action. The characters and the dialogue grabbed my attention. Their attraction kept me reading. This story is filled with so many twists. I didn't know what would happen next. Baltimore will never be the same. Christina Elle's writing was excellent. I enjoyed On Her Six. I received a copy in exchange for an honest and unscripted review.
I have to say, I have not read a book with this much humor in it in a long time and it was so refreshing and enjoyable. Christina Elle has done an awesome job of mixing romance, suspense and humor all together. You will not be upset that you decided to read this one!! Sam is a young lady that is determined to take care of herself, but always ends up needing a little help getting out of sticky situations. When Sam is held at gunpoint one day and has no way of defending herself, she meets the new neighbor that has moved in across from her in an unexpected way. Ash shows up to help her get out of the stick up. Sam had no idea what she was going to do but when Ash shows up, he is her savior. After they scare the perpetrator off, Sam and Ash get to meet each other. Sam thinks that there is something strange about the new guy but she just can't put her finger on it. She doesn't want to pry right away so she lets Ash go and decides to get the ladies of the neighborhood watch group in on this with her. They are going to figure out what is going on with the new guy! Ash is trying to be on an undercover mission to get information about a drug that they are seeing an increase in at this particular location, but when he meets Sam he doesn't know how long he can stay undercover with her. Sam is always trying to get Ash to spill the beans about what he is doing in their neighborhood. Ash had no idea how Sam would push his buttons though. There is no denying Sam when Ash is put in certain situations. He can not control himself. The adventures that these two end up on and the crazy situations that Ash has to bail Sam out of keep you turning the pages to find out what is going to happen with them both. Will Sam blow Ash's cover? This story will leave you longing for more from Ash and Sam. I am excited that this is a series and that this is only the first book! I can't wait to see what is next in this series. Keep up the great work Christina Elle and thanks for a great read!!
I have to say, I really liked this story. Just based on all the action and crime solving theme this book is a winner! Of course, add to that some suspense, romance and let's not forget the sweet but tough as a cookie ladies from the neighbourhood watch and you know you're in for a good time. I mean, just the bada**ery of the elderly women will have you laughing your a** off! I definitely loved them!!! So, let's start with the blurb. "New neighbors are bad news in Samantha Harper’s experience. Especially ones as suspicious and brooding as the guy who just moved in next door. So when the dangerous but sexy stranger seems to be involved in something illegal—the aspiring cop in her takes action. If only she could stop thinking about how he looks naked..." Now, if that alone doesn't already make you curious enought to at least take a peak at Ash and Samantha's story, then I don't know what will. Seriously, you get a sexy, brooding, dangerous undercover guy with a serious six pack and you're not jumping at the chance to get to know him better? Not to mention that he can be a real gentleman when needed... Yeah,I don't think so. I know I wasn't strong enough to resist him, not that I'd ever tried to. As said, Ash definitely scorred some good points in my book. The only negative I could say about him was that he let his past influence his time with Samantha a little too much for my taste. He's been burned badly by his previous love interest and the consequences have been pretty bad, almost lethal. So, I kinda get why he way behaving the way he did with Sam but after a while it just got too repetitve for me. Thankfully he's got a great team that tell him straight. As for Samantha, I loved her fiery spirit. She has so much passion and drive that I felt like nothing could stop her. But she also has a part of her that likes to bring her into trouble. Big trouble! Luckily she has such awesome friends and family, including Ash, that would do anything for her. The way she was treated because of something others thought her dad did was just so stupid and uncalled for. But in the end that only made her stronger and be someone who could stand her ground. Both main characters and their friends and family were awesome and so likable. I could see myself read their stories, that's for sure. I could go on and on but all that's left to say is that I loved the story and it's definitely worth reading. So, if you want to know Sam and Ash's story in full, go and get their book!!!
I received an ARC of this title in exchange for an honest review and here it is: 4.5 stars. How nice to have a chance to read a new-to-me author and the first book in her new series, and thoroughly enjoy both. First, I expected to be reading a romantic suspense novel, and this one had all the sizzle, action, drama and suspense a reader could want. What came as a very pleasant and welcome surprise was the humor in this novel. The ladies of the 19th Street Neighborhood Watch group were an absolute hoot--every last one of them, and they'd make an amazing TV series too, in my humble opinion. Look out Jessica Fletcher! As for the main characters, DEA agent Ash Cooper is new to 19th Street. He's there only to observe and report back to his team about the proliferation of an instantly addictive, and, fatal to withdraw from, new drug that's hit the street, called Vamp. It earned the name because once taken, the addict's eyes turn red and black. He's been given "sit, watch and report" duty because his emotional involvement with a woman on his last assignment nearly cost him his life and the live's of his teammates, as well as the death of a child. No sooner does he move in when he's stopped and questioned by one of the 19th Street Watch ladies, and, of course, he has to maintain his cover so he lies about his identity--they don't believe him and they set up surveillance. Also living next door is Sam (Samantha) Harper, whose grandmother Rose is a member of the Watch group. Sam works for the Baltimore Police Department as a clerk and has passed the physical and written exams to enter the police academy, but has failed at marksmanship six times. She desperately wants to follow in the BPD footsteps of her grandfather as well as her father, who has been missing and believed to have been killed while investigating drug runner Viktor Heinrich. When Sam and meets hunky Ash, who's well-aware that the old ladies are monitoring him (he gives them quite a show), he finally admits who he is and why he's there. The attraction between these two is obvious, but Sam is brave and headstrong and so wants to prove that rumors that her father is still alive are valid that she wants to be in on the action. Ash is afraid that she'll both blow his cover and get herself and him in a whole lot of trouble, and boy is he ever right. I won't spoil your fun, but can tell you that this novel was an exciting, sexy, funny and hard-to-put-down treat. I'll be looking forward to following this series, hoping for more humor, suspense and romance with Ash's teammates.
Ok so lets do this. The writing in this was well done. No big errors screaming at the reader. The characters are rather well developed, and so is the storyline. No big gaping time frames. No places that really left me thinking WTH? That being said, the storyline was familiar to me. I just recently read another book about a virus(This is a drug) causing "Vampireness"....(yeah I know its not a word). Some of these characters and their interactions felt off to me. Sam was a little too rush in gung-ho, forget the consequences, for me. I like her personality for the most part, just felt a little too careless to me at times. Its a good thing Ash isnt a "bad" guy or the whole 19th street crew could have been in trouble. Luckily hes there for the same reason more or less. I LOVE the street watch crew. They are so funny, and remind me of every group of busy bodied neighborhood silver haired gang..... They are so in your face. Overall I enjoyed the read, and had trouble putting it down. It wasnt a keep me up all night, but fairly close.
There is one thing that didn't sit right with me about Sam, her headlong rush to right what she perceived as wrongs, without forethought to the consequences...creating more trouble for everyone around her. I get that the author was attempting to create a strong woman, but the character's personality (her selfish need to always do what SHE thought was right) just didn't come across that way. It's a good thing that Sam always had someone, mainly Ash, come to her rescue, because she would have met with a dismal fate many times over if that had not been the case. The believability factor of how Sam thought she could take on a major drug supplier all on her own, was nil at best. I also just didn't feel the chemistry between Sam and Ash, perhaps it's because I found Sam so disagreeable that I didn't give them a chance. The storyline was an interesting one, nevertheless, with all the supporting characters playing interesting roles in the overall HEA of the story. The elderly ladies were a hoot and the best part of the story...I'd like to see more written about their adventures in the future. This book was provided by Netgalley for my honest review.
4.5**** Christina Elle is a new author to me, but she is one I will definitely be reading again. Her characters in this story are full of sass, spunk, a need to protect, and pushiness. They were very entertaining the entire book. I absolutely loved the 19the street ladies group. I so want to be them when I grow up. Sam got her bravado from her Grandma Rose. She was fiercely brave, despite the danger, and thrust herself headfirst into any situation where she felt she needed to be. With no thought for the consequences, she was all in. And in some circumstances, this worked for her and in others, not so much. But it made me love her anyway. And then there is the hotness, sarcasm, alpha protector known as Ash. He was good. I enjoyed his reawakening and his return to normalcy journey in this story. And I really liked the initial banter between Ash and Sam. They were funny! I hope we get more from these characters because I really liked Ash's teammates. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
Very well thought out and written book for a new author. Just the right amount of humor, mystery, suspense and romance to hold the reader's attention and create intrigue. Ms. Elle shows a lot of promise with this very enjoyable story. I look forward to reading more about Ash's teammates in future novels by Ms. Elle. ARC received from Entangled Publishing in exchange for an honest review.
***ARC Provided by the Publisher and NetGalley*** I enjoyed this book. It was what you want in a suspense, a hot capable hero, a heroine who can handle herself, a sinister someone causing issues, and a reasonably believable romance. This was well written. The initial meeting with Ash and Sam was beyond funny. You feel his frustration, and hers, in everything that happens...and you actually feel a little sorry for Ash. He was right, Sam was wrong, but she REALLY doesn't appreciate his perspective. The "neighborhood watch" is a hoot. Absolutely the best. And, Ash's response to the discovery they are watching him? Best. Ever. The pacing was good, the writing was polished, and the story was fun. The drug storyline may have been a little far-fetched...but who cares. It was fun.
On Her Six was an interesting kind of story. Sam wants to be a cop, just like her Daddy and Grandpa were. Her only problem? She’s taken the admission exam for the academy 6 times, and she still can’t pass. So now she works as an administrative assistant at the police station by day but after her nine to five, she protects her neighborhood along with the Neighborhood Watch league of elder ladies. To add fuel to the fire, her dad has gone missing while working undercover for a drug kingpin and she’s the only one still looking for him. Ash, an undercover agent with the DEA moves next door on a surveillance assignment that he is not excited about at all. He finds himself in the position of needing to do his job while keeping her and the elderly neighborhood watch ladies out of his business, and out of trouble. Plus he needs to quit fantasizing about her. None of this works out well for him. As Sam and Ash start to get in deep with each other, things start to get more and more complicated. When things from the past come to light I began to wonder if their feelings for each other would be enough to pull them through. While I liked both Sam and Ash, Sam had some very TSTL moments. Even with having had some training and being an aspiring cop she’d still go into dicey situations without backup and virtually weaponless. This started to get on my nerves when it kept happening. Ash had the whole bossy alpha vibe at the beginning but then didn’t quite deliver on it, so this too was a bit of a letdown. Though that nude workout routine? That was brilliant material. On Her Six was a suspenseful story with some steam to it and great banter plus Sam and Ash’s ability to get on each other’s nerves was at times hilarious. The Elder Ladies League was a fantastic addition: meddlesome, opinionated and resourceful. They were simply badass grannies and I loved them all. The resolution of the plotline was a bit too easy and convenient, but still the story made for quite an entertaining read. *I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review*
DEA agent Ash Cooper never expected to be met with so much trouble in what was suppose to be a low key surveillance assignment, but the moment he moves in next door the beautiful, and oh so noisy, Samantha Harper he's finds a lot more than he bargained for...and it begs the question how can someone so gorgeous be so much trouble? Samantha Harper normally isn't too fond of new neighbors, but the moment she spots the sexy hunk moving in next door, she can't help but be intrigued!! There is an mysterious air floating around him though, and her cop instincts start to kick in and have her moving in for a closer look...and finding a whole lot more than she bargained for!! This was my first time reading a book by this author, and I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised with it, it kept me on my toes from start to finish! I definitely foresee myself reading more from Ms. Elle's books in the very near future!! It had everything you could possibly want in a story; edge of your seat suspense, an addictive story line, well crafted characters with smoldering chemistry, and plenty of toe curling romance to boot!! Highly recommend it!!