"The sassy witch from Sweet, Texas is back"

September 2006
Realm of Paranormal Romance
Sassy witches: 1
Charmed reviewers: 1

Bronwyn has recovered from the evil wizard's attempt on her life and she is all about nursing Dr. Sam back to health. She has adjusted her busy schedule to avoid leaving Sam while he recuperates, but when the Prime Minister asks her to provide protection for a famous rock star as a personal favor, how can she refuse?

Rock Star, Zane, has had some creepy warlocks and demons wrecking havoc with his performances and quite possibly worse. Bronwyn is determined to get to the bottom of it, and hey, if she can have a little fun while she's at it, what harm can there be? Well, when her shenanigans with Zane inadvertently land her in the spotlight with the fervent paparazzi, she also finds herself in hot water with her sexy doctor. Now she has to make nice with Sam, and try to keep Zane and herself from being fried by warlocks, and that's just in the first week! And to top things off, the sexy Sheik Azir is making her crazy, what's a witch to do?

The sassy witch from Sweet, Texas is back and more powerful than ever. Ms. Havens' follow-up to Charmed & Dangerous is a wonderfully witty tale narrated by our much loved heroine, Bronwyn. The story is light hearted fun with a lot of heart. Readers will sympathize with Bronwyn's trials of juggling her career and love life. She has an uncanny knack for attracting trouble, and Murphy's Law seems to follow her wherever she goes. The author does a wonderful job of bringing this quirky cast of characters to life, and what a life it is! Readers are sure to enjoy this second book in the "Charmed" series, it's magically delicious.

©Desiree Gentle
Paranormal Romance Reviews
September 2006

Reviewed by Dee Gentle
Posted September 5, 2006

Summary

Monday, 5 PM - Greenwich Mean Time
Bournemouth, England
Spells: 2
Sexy rock stars: 1
Jealous boyfriend who's not returning my calls: 1

I'm so bad at this man thing. After spending most my life single (for witches it's practically an occupational hazard) I finally found someone to love. OK, so then he got killed, but he's recuperating nicely. And I should be home, nursing him—maybe just a little bit naughtily—back to health.

But no. The Prime Minister asked if I could look after this rock star buddy of his, Zane. Creepy Goth guys in cloaks keep showing up at his concerts and zapping his mojo. Hmm, smells like teen warlock to me. Anyway, I owe the PM, and Zane is fun, too—I mean, what girl wouldn't want to hang with the hottest man in music? How was I to know the press would be lying in wait when we stumbled out to his limo?

Look, everyone has vices. Right now, I'd like to indulge in one of mine and blow some people up so I can get back to my sweetie in Texas. But if these caped dudes don't show themselves before another paparazzi shot of Zane and me hits the tabloids, I may not have a boyfriend to go home to...