the God of Truth who refuses to follow the rules, there’s more to him
than meets the eye. Literally. Because Maáx is invisible! Which is
probably why, after seventy-thousand years, he’s still unable to find a
Ashli Rosewood was never meant to die. In fact, her death
might be the very reason the gods are now faced with stopping that pesky
doomsday right around the corner. If only there was a way to undo the past.
Máax. Seven feet of divine masculinity and the unruly god charged with
saving Ashli. With a little help from an ancient Mayan tablet, Máax will
travel back in time and set things right.
Máax has one teensy challenge. He’s invisible. And every time this
impatient, powerful deity gets anywhere near Ashli, he spooks her right
into harm’s way. Meaning…she dies, and he has to start all over again.
banana peel, runaway storage container filled with Belgian chocolates,
bee sting, the list goes on and on. Does the Universe have it out for
this girl? Sure seems that way. But why? And what will Máax do when he
begins to suspect that not only is Ashli the key to stopping the
apocalypse, but she may be “the one” he’s been waiting seventy-thousand
How will he save the one woman the Universe insists on killing and who wants nothing to do with him?
of this series since I first found it, and I have been dreading, I mean
DREADING this book to be released because I knew there was no way that Mimi was
going to be able to do the characters justice. I had serious doubts about it to
be honest, but thankfully, even though she ended the series, I do believe that
she did a great job with ending an amazing series.
wrong, I’m so upset that this series is over, but I do forgive her a little
bit. I have to say though that this is
probably my favorite book in the series because so many questions were
answered. So many of the characters true colors came out, and there was just so
much awesomness that happened, I couldn’t help but enjoy the book while reading
did a great job at wrapping up the loose ends that were left behind from the
other books in the series. There weren’t any questions that I had left
unanswered by the time I finished, and I felt very satisfied about what was happening
while this is the last book in the series, you could read it as a
standalone. There might be some
questions that you may have while reading it, but for the most part they do
answer themselves as you get further along.
But in that case, why would you want to just read this book? Honestly, you are going to want to read the other
books in the series, so you should go ahead and get them now! They are really that great!
taking up a permanent residence in the San Francisco Bay Area, Mimi
spent time living near NYC (became a shopaholic), in Mexico City
(developed a taste for very spicy food), and Arizona (now hates jumping
chollas, but pines for sherbet sunsets).
Her love of pre-Hispanic culture, big cities, and romance inspires her
to write when she’s not busy with kids, hubby, work, and life…or
getting sucked into a juicy novel.
She hopes that someday leather pants for men will make a big comeback
and that her writing might make you laugh when you need it most.
Máax’s head throbbed with a pain so severe it reminded him of the time he’d
accidentally been stepped on by Cimil’s unicorn. Giant fucking thing thought it
was some sort of lapdog but weighed the same as an elephant.
what had that bloody woman hit him with? A garbage truck? No way was that a
any case, it knocked a few of his marbles loose because he didn’t recall
freeing himself or making his way inside her house. But he had. In fact, he’d
made it to her bed, and now Ashli lay beside him, sound asleep. How long had he
been out, and how the hell had she fallen asleep without noticing a very large
man in her bed?
were lucky enough to pass out on the side of the bed she doesn’t use.
he edged off the bed, trying not to disturb her. Ashli rolled over and flung
her arm over his chest. Deorum inferorum.
Máax sucked in a deep breath.
smell so good,” she mumbled.
cologne is that?” she added.
natural scent. All gods produced a pleasing aromatic cocktail of pheromones. He
supposed it was nature’s subtle way of disarming humans, making it less likely
for them to freak out and realize they were in the presence of something not
he felt like the one being lulled by Ashli’s scent. He’d never smelled a more
enticing fragrance: tropical flowers mixed with a slight hint of those roasted
chili peppers from her kitchen and fresh ocean air. Gods, the scent was just as
exotic as the woman. Add to that, Ashli seemed to enjoy the ocean, his passion,
as much as he did. If he could live his entire existence on the beach, he
would. The air, the tropical breeze, the soft sand . . . there was nothing
better than swimming in the waves or surfing when the opportunity arose, though
it had been a very long time. Isn’t such a smart idea to surf when you’re
invisible. A lone surfboard, carving a wave on its own, looks a bit strange.
Nor was it smart to lay next to Ashli, enjoy the warmth of her touch while
sniffing her hair, or allow himself to grow extremely aroused. Which he had.
could remind himself what he was missing out on? Once this was all over, which
it would be because he never failed, they’d both move on. Him to some cold,
dark tomb probably buried somewhere in a remote swamp where no one would find
him for a million years. And Ashli—she would find some nice human to spend her
mortal days with.
After all, Cimil prophesied that twenty years from now, Ashli would broker
peace between his brethren. That meant she’d meet them all. And Ashli was a
catch, not to mention the one person on the planet destined to save them all.
How? He had no clue. Yes, clearly the woman had her attributes—sexy as hell
attributes—but aside from that, she seemed quite normal. Nevertheless, being
savior of the planet would grant her instant celebrity status and boatloads of
attention. She’d have men lining up around the block.
balled his fists, then let go. All for
the best. Because he didn’t want her. Much.
And he certainly didn’t need the distractions; this was one mission he couldn’t
afford to fail.
sighed and Ashli flinched. Máax lifted his head, ready to make a mad dash from
the room if she woke up, but found himself entranced. Her plump lips and golden
skin; her dark lashes, fanning along the crease of her catlike eyes; her hair a
wild mass of thick black curls. He had no idea of her heritage, but never had
there been a more seductive female in existence.
eyes swept down the length of her small athletic frame covered only in a flimsy
white sundress. Next to his large body, Ashli appeared more petite than she
urge to dominate her, to take her right there, sparked.
he’d enjoy the feel of her lithe, lean figure straddling him, riding his cock.
this,” he hissed and slipped quickly from the bed before he did something he
regretted. Like kiss her.
needed to go for a swim. Yes, the ocean water would cool him down. The ocean
always made him feel better, like being home.