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Reviewing the Black Hills Wolves #24: Dangerous by D.L. Jackson


Black Hills Wolves #24
DL Jackson


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Eleven years from the day he left, Xan Davis returns to Los Lobos a changed Wolf. After promising his insane Alpha, Magnum, that no one will ever know who he really is, he is forced to endure unspeakable torture in distant lands. The Black Hills call to his tormented soul, so he goes, hoping the familiar forests will soothe his suffering inner beast.

Liv Dunn, born a coyote but living as human, constantly looks over her shoulder. Less than a year before, a former patient attacked her, leaving her emotionally devastated. Hoping for a fresh start and the chance to find the coyote who’s remained elusive since childhood, she travels to the Black Hills.

Suffering from PTSD and no longer able to shift, Xan loses it in Gee’s Bar, Drew intervenes, forcing him into therapy with a human doctor living near Los Lobos. But just when their professional relationship blooms into more, Xan’s past arrives on his doorstep. This time, his enemy has set their sights on his mate, knowing he will do anything to protect her.

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Xan Davis feels the call of the Black Hills even stronger after he almost kills an innocent human during a PTSD black-out. Arriving at Gee’s even before he can eat or drink anything he is fighting off the invisible. He has one chance to get this right and she is more than he bargained for.

Xan tugged on the cuff securing his left wrist and then turned and tugged on the right. His bladder seemed damn near ready to burst. He couldn’t hold it much longer. “Woman!”

“The name is Liv.” Back in her seat, watching him as he slept? This time in flannel pajamas and fuzzy duck slippers. And she still looked like dynamite with a short fuse. Awoooo, get you some of that.

She sat up and yawned, stretching her arms over her head and exposing a sliver of pale skin on her belly, lickable bare flesh, and all alone. His mouth watered. Nothing better to do at oh dark ugly, Doc?

He watched her, soaking in her every detail, from the curve of her cheek to the sky blue of her eyes. Xan yanked hard on both cuffs at once. “I need to take a piss.”

She nodded, rose, and ducked out of the room, disappearing down the hall. As her footsteps faded, he yanked harder. “Did you hear me?” Moments later, while he contemplated whether he should pee the bed or not, she reappeared, holding an orange jug.

He eyed it. “Oh, hell no. I’m perfectly capable of taking a leak on my own.”

“Give me your word you won’t hurt yourself or anyone else and you can.”

“Lady, I’m not letting you hold my dick while I take a leak in a jug.” Xan growled low in his throat and stared her down, daring her to take a step toward him and try it.

“I can get Ryker to help you.”

“Oh, fuck no.” He yanked even harder on the restraints. “He’s not touching my dick. He’s likely to rip it off.”

“Stop behaving like an animal.”

“I am an animal.”

“No, you’re a shifter, and I find it interesting you haven’t changed to get out of those cuffs. Maybe, like Gee said, you can’t.”

“What? Who the fuck told the bear I can’t shift.” He arched, gaining nothing but growing a shade angrier. “Set me free. This isn’t right, and you know it.”

“Give me your word.”

He opened his mouth and snapped it shut. If he didn’t have to piss so bad, he wouldn’t even think about it. But he did, and he sure as hell wouldn’t let her take Mr. Happy out so he could finish the mission. His damned cock was already way too excited at the prospect. “Fine. Let me go.”

“What did you say? Are you agreeing to my terms? Will you hurt yourself or anyone else?”

“I just told you.”

“No, you only asked me to let you go. You didn’t make any promises. Say it. I, Xan Davis, will not hurt myself or anyone else.” She jiggled the piss jug before him. “Say it, or I’m reaching down the front of your pants.”

“I may not hurt myself or anyone else, but this promise doesn’t mean I don’t have other ways to make you pay for holding me hostage.” On her back. Against the wall. From behind. Doc would pay.

“On your Alpha’s orders. I don’t make a habit of keeping prisoners in my home.”

He growled. And she better not hold any other wolves in her home. Her Alpha’s orders or not.

“He’s not my Alpha,” Xan snarled.

“Are the Black Hills not your home and the Taos your pack?”


“Then he’s your Alpha. Give me your word.”

“I, Xan Davis, will not hurt myself or anyone else. Now unlock these damn cuffs and point me to the bathroom.”

“Under one condition.”

“More? You’re shitting me?” He groaned.

“No, I’m not. Promise to stay with me until you’re better…in this house.”

He slowly scanned the room and frowned. “With all this pink?”

“What’s wrong with the pink?”

“It’s disturbing.”

“What’s disturbing is how you’re fighting the help we’re offering. A smart man would take it.”

“Whatever. I’ll do it. Even if your home-decorating choices could be considered acts against the Geneva Convention.”
Jackson, D.L.. Dangerous (Black Hills Wolves Book 24) (Kindle Locations 482-487). Decadent Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Some might say this doesn’t have very auspicious beginnings, but believe me when I say this book gets hotter in more ways than one.

I absolutely love the Black Hills Wolves and this book is no exception.

5 Contented Purrs for DL!

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DL Jackson D.L. Jackson

D. L. Jackson is an award-winning author of urban fantasy, science fiction, military romance and erotic romance. She loves to incorporate crazy plot twists, comedy and the unexpected into her worlds. As a U.S. Army veteran, she naturally adores men in uniform and feels the world could always use more. She does her part by incorporating as many sexy soldiers in her novels as she can. When she isn’t writing or running the roads, you can often find her online chatting with her peers and readers. Grab a cup of iced coffee, pull up your virtual chair and say hi. She loves emails and blog visits from her readers.

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It is with great pleasure that I introduce you to DL Jackson today.  She has a very special message and a book to share with you. Welcome!



This is no joke.

Every 65 minutes, a military veteran commits suicide.

I’m going to be honest here. Finding Mercy took a lot out of me when I wrote it. I had so much to say and there was no other way I could think to show you what I felt. Finding Mercy is not a warm and fuzzy romance. It is a struggle for one man to learn to love again, himself, and someone else. It is a book about hope, when all seems hopeless. It is a book about choosing to step out of the dark, no matter how impossible it seems.

Combat medics have a dangerous job, and part of that job is dragging wounded off hot battlefields. They have hearts for healing and helping, and because of this, cannot help collecting a few scars of their own, both physically and mentally.

If you haven’t read Finding Mercy, I’ll warn you, it probably has one of the most grisly battle scenes I’ve written. The hero is damaged—searching for peace and a way to start over. He is at a crossroads in his life that many vets face every day. He’s in pain and a very dark place. He has a weakness for the bottle, desperate to drown memories he can’t forget. For some readers, I’ve been told, the scenes are hard to stomach. What the hero goes through is too painful to read. I am aware I was pretty brutal to my hero, but I needed to paint a realistic portrait of the face of PTSD in our active duty military and veterans. This story has been called everything from graphically violent to an anti-romance.

So be it. It got your attention.

We cannot erase PTSD or injuries caused in battle by pretending they don’t exist. But we can move forward by supporting our military and vets, as they face those crossroads. Here’s a link to some facts about veterans and active duty military featured on PBS, Public Broadcasting System: http://www.pbs.org/coming-back-with-wes-moore/about/facts/

I’d like you to join me in raising some money for a great cause. I’ve asked my publisher to track all sales for this book for the month of April, May and June 2015. I’m not asking for reviews or a bump in the ratings. You don’t even have to like this book, but I hope you do. What I am asking, is that you buy this book April 1st- June 30th 2015, and share the link. It costs $2.99, the price of a cup of coffee. Not a huge chunk of change. We spend more than that on a salad or burger at any given time.

Starting April 1st and running through June 30th, I will donate my total royalties from the sale of Finding Mercy, an erotic military romance, to Wounded Warrior Project. Buy the book, help a warrior. It’s that simple. This is about something I strongly believe in. You see, I’m a vet. My husband is a vet. His grandfather served in the Navy in WWII, my father in the Air Force during Vietnam. My mother-in-law is a Marine, and both of my sons are active duty. My oldest is currently on his third deployment. My youngest, a Combat Medic, is preparing for his first.

I’ve seen the face of PTSD. It belongs to our sons and daughters, wives and husbands, fathers and mothers, grandmothers and grandfathers. It is our neighbors, friends and co-workers. It doesn’t discriminate, and it doesn’t just go away. Wounded vets need help.

Help me, help them.

If you’d like to make a donation instead of purchasing Finding Mercy, that’s awesome too. Please go directly through the Wounded Warrior Project here: http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/

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