Trancing The Tiger by Rachael Slate my review
Review Courtesy of April Hollingworth
This is the first book in the, A Chinese Zodiac Romance series, and it is brilliant. It is a fabulous addictive start to what promises to be an amazing series. It drew me in and wouldn’t release me until I’d read every last wonderful word in the book. I can’t wait to read the next book.
Opening Scene:
Penang, Malaysia
554 days since the first outbreak of the Red Death
I can’t let her die alone.
The Review:
Delve into a world steeped in tradition and superstition.
After her parents died from the Red Death, Lucy Yeoh flees to Malaysia seeking answers. Being closed off from the rest of the world Malaysia is like a Paradise to Lucy, from the beautiful tropical climate to her stunningly sexy neighbor, Sheng. Only thing is he might be delusional, or crazy. Sheng, claims the Plague God unleashed the Red Death, and only a circle of Zodiac spirit animals can cleanse the plague from the world. He believes he’s the Tiger, and she’s the Rabbit, long furry ears and cute fluffy tail included.
Li Sheng is the Chosen of the Tiger, and it’s his burden to restore balance to the world. He must gather the Chosen and secure their allegiance. He’s waited a long time for the Dragon to arrive; only to realize it’s the Rabbit spirit who has chose Lucy, not his anticipated partner the Dragon. The Rabbit is the weakest link in the Zodiac spirits, and Lucy is a temptation he could do without. Sheng can’t dismiss her, and the Rabbit proves to being uncooperative. His desire for her becomes unbearable and all he wants is Lucy.
Sheng’s enemies close in, and not all of them want Lucy alive. Together they must learn to trust one another and fight side by side. Working together they must navigate a treacherous world where their hearts and duty are on opposite sides of the lines. And they must choose whether to sacrifice their burgeoning love to save the world, or find away to surrender to both.
Notable Scene:
The fluttering in her stomach spiked and then sank lower as he continued to stare at her, unspeaking.
“I’m Lucy,” she tried in Mandarin, since maybe he didn’t speak English. “I just arrived from America. This is my uncle’s condominium.”
The words rambled out of her before she slammed her mouth shut. Next, she’d be telling him about the private jet’s food and what movie she’d watched.
Witch on that censor, Luce.
He might not be a nut job but, by now, he likely concluded she was one. Especially since she continued to gawk at his muscular body.
“Um, what’s your name? Should I go? I should probably go, right?” Pivoting, she winced at the desperate tone of her voice. It’d been so long since she’d chatted with anyone, and this new freedom was…even lonelier.
“Don’t leave.” The smooth, sexy, accented voice stopped her retreat.
A command? Sure sounded like one. Despite the stiffening in her muscles, she obeyed. She swiveled around, her eyes widening as the man rose with effortless, smooth grace, mimicking the tiger on his back.
He kept on rising, stretching at least six and a half feet tall, his body so much bigger than what she’d pictured at first. Her foot inched backward.
High, youthful cheekbones accented a robust, square jaw, obscuring her ability to tell if he was in his twenties or forties. His irises weren’t brown, but a deep, jet black, matching his straight hair. Longer pieces slashed across his eyes, and she curled her fingers into her palms to combat the urge to brush aside those locks.
FTC Advisory: Suleika Santana through Book Ninja Reviews provided me with a copy of Trancing The Tiger by Rachael Slate. Kindle Edition. No goody bags, sponsorships, “material connections,” or bribes were exchanged for my review.
