Official genre of book: Romantic Suspense with paranormal elements
This was a great beginning to what promises to be a very enjoyable series. Victory is a strong character and I loved how very intelligent and capable she is. She was put in a bad situation, but she decided to use it as a chance to help those who were being experimented on instead of laying down in misery over being basically kidnapped by murderers. There was also a wonderful romantic aspect with Tristan, who was also a great character. I’m glad that we will get to see more of Victory and the other Winters sisters in the follow ups.
Faced with her new roles, Payton realizes her life is based on half-truths. Now she’s compelled to pursue her mother’s research to understand why she and her two sisters were genetically altered before birth. Payton’s pursuit embroils her in a world of secrets, lies, kidnapping, and murder, but her future depends on deciphering the lies of the past.
Wyatt Farraday is a military liaison to the Winters Corporation. Consumed with keeping Victory and Payton Winters alive, he’s had no life of his own. Now the third triplet has returned home and his job just got exponentially harder. Willow outdoes her sisters in the hardheaded department. She’s independent and can take care of herself and she doesn’t need Wyatt to watch out for her. But Wyatt’s determined to watch her in every way he can.
Will corralling Kenzie become Logan’s full-time mission?
Corralling Kenzie is the fourth book in the Winters Sisters Series. This is a gripping romantic suspense featuring Kenzie and Logan. When Logan is assigned to protect Kenzie, he has no idea he will be attracted to her. Before meeting Logan, Kenzie thinks she has everything she wants–her ranch and horses–and is surprised when she starts to fall for him. The twists and turns of the plot are typical of Jaytanie’s stories. She keeps the reader turning the page! This book can be read and enjoyed as a standalone book, but for maximum enjoyment read Books 1-3.
He heard a soft creak and whipped around, gun aimed dead ahead. He held his body rigid and listened. A pop rang out, followed by a knocking sound. He ran out of the room and down the hall. As he got close to the doorway of the last room he was hit with a blast of frigid air.
In one smooth, swift motion he entered the room, scanning it wall-to-wall. The window stood wide open, the shade bouncing off the window. He stepped to one side as he approached the open window. Logan saw the boot print in the snow on the exterior window sill. He inhaled and stepped squarely in front of the open window. No one was there and there were no boot prints on the roof of the first floor. He looked out over the blanket of fresh snow and saw no signs of boot prints anywhere. Then he saw something at the far edge of the illuminated ground. He jumped on to the roof and then down to the ground. He ran to find out what he’d seen. The intruder had landed on all fours on the snowy ground and disappeared into the night.
“What the hell?” he said as he walked in a circle, making sure he hadn’t missed any boot prints between there and the house.
Joanne was born and raised in Sherburne, New York, a quaint village surrounded by dairy farms and rolling hills. From the moment she could read she wanted to explore the world. During her college years she slowly crept across the country, stopping along the way in Oklahoma, California, and finally Washington State, which she now proudly calls home. She lives with her husband and Dobermans, in their home located on the Kitsap Peninsula with a panoramic view of the Olympic Mountains.