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Thursday, June 25, 2026

🌈⏳Throwback Thursday's Time Machine⏳🌈: Secret Simon by Davidson King




Summary:

Haven Hart Universe #8
Simon
Being the nephew of one of the most infamous mob bosses in the world isn’t easy. Our family has enemies everywhere, and no one is safe without protection. Here I am at college with a fresh start, a new last name, and secrets hidden from those around me—life is going according to plan. Then one day on campus, I see him…and I want him to strip me bare…in more ways than one.

Rush
Abernathy is more than just the university I attend. It’s my destiny, my namesake. Singing and entertaining are who I am, but my father wants me to major in something more appropriate for the name I carry. I’ve resigned myself to being who my father wants, doing what he wants. Then Simon comes into my life…and turns everything upside down. Now I have a reason to fight for what I want.

Who knew our love story would lead to secrets revealed, murderous plots, and finding our forever buried under so many lies? Hopefully we’ll live long enough to see it.

(While Secret Simon is a Haven Hart Novel it is not linked to the 7 book story arc)

*Warning: Violence and mention of suicide*


Original Review June Book of the Month 2021:
HOLY HANNAH BATMAN! OMG! The Force is with us all!  We have a new Haven Hart book by Davidson King!!!!!!

Okay, I got that out of my system, lets continue.  

I should start by pointing out as the author mentions at the end of the blurb, Secret Simon is not linked to the original 7 book arc, story-wise at least.  We see a few of the characters and of course "Simon" is Eight all grown up(he's still Eight to Snow but I have a feeling Snow will still be calling him Eight when he's 60).  So if you haven't read Davidson King's Haven Hart universe you can start here although I don't know that I would want to, you won't be lost in any way, shape, or form.  To be honest, I am a series-read-in-order kinda gal and Haven Hart is one of my all time favorite series of all genres.

Secret Simon.  Flat out brilliant!  This story has it all(okay there's no sci-fi or apocalyptic end of the world stuff although going after Christopher Manos' family probably won't end well for anyone) romance, mystery, heat, action, friendship, danger, love, family, and it wouldn't be Haven Hart without mayhem and plenty of well . . . heart(see what I did thereπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰).

Lets talk characters.  Simon has become as wonderful an adult as he was when we first met him at 8.  He may be blood to Christopher but Snow has made a lasting impression on him as well, which will only enhance his future role in the Manos family.  Now, in case you haven't read Haven Hart's original 7 book arc, I won't go into too much detail for the I'm-a-spoiler-free-zone kinda gal but I will say there is a very important reason the book is titled Secret Simon.  Don't worry, just because I won't spoil anything, the author doesn't leave you up in the air with a hundred questions of "why? what? who? or where?", King makes sure you got a feel for what's going on.  As for Rush?  He has a future written for him but is it the future he wants to write for himself?  Yeah, you know what's coming:  you have to read for yourself to find out.  Trust me you will enjoy every minute of finding out.  Put the two together and the chemistry just screams out at you.

What more can I say?  I could say a lot but I'm going to end here or I'm afraid the longer I go on the more chance I'll get loose lipped(or loose fingers) and reveal more than I want.  So I will just say this: Secret Simon has reinforced my love of Haven Hart and proven to me that it is an author's universe that belongs on my short list of "Whether they write a 4 paragraph holiday coda or 100 full length novels I'll be first in line to gobble them up".  Davidson King once again provides her readers with an unforgettable tale that entertains and captures their attention from beginning to end, further cementing her place in the world as a topnotch storyteller.


Original Audiobook Review April 2022:
How in the world has it taken me so long to listen to Secret Simon?!?!?!?! The audiobook was released last October and here it is nearly May, again HOW?  Oh well, no matter how long it took for me to listen, I've listened and once again I fell even further for Haven Hart.  Having recently read book 2, Head Rush, everything was fresh in my mind but that didn't lessen the depths I fell again for Simon and Rush.  Truth is, there's not much more I can say to the story itself or the storytelling genius that also goes by the name of Davidson King.  

What I will say is this: I never listened to a dual narration before King's audios and was leery going in but loved it instantly.  I'm not sure why I had any hesitancy because I love the old radio shows of the 30s and 40s and a good audio portrayal always reminded me of the classic radio platform.  Truth is John Solo and Alexander Cendese bring so much passion and strength to the characters that I can almost hear Harlow Wilcox breaking in with the ad for spark plugs he pitched on Suspense all those years ago.  Not only do they bring Simon, Rush, and all the characters to life, I can hear the sound effects, I can hear the studio audience gasping with "oohs" and "ahhs" with each new revelation.

Another winning combination of author's words and narrators' voices to heighten the enjoyment of Secret Simon, the new Haven Hart-connected journey.

RATING:




Prologue 
My name is Simon, but you can call me Eight—I’ll explain that later—and this is the story of how my hope for a quiet drama-free college life blew up in my face…all because I fell in love. 

Yes, I know, cheesy. But here’s the thing—it really is true. It’s more complex than that, and it wouldn’t be much of a story if it was all, “Met a boy, he was cool, we fell in love, the end.” 

Truth is, I chose to go to college five hours from Haven Hart, where I grew up, not because I had a bad childhood or hated my family, but because everyone knew who I was there…Hell, everyone knew who I was for miles and miles from there. If you don’t know why, let me fill you in real fast. 

I’m the nephew of the most powerful mob boss in Haven Hart, Christopher Manos. He isn’t your typical mobster, though. I’ve seen the documentaries on Al Capone and Joe Bonanno, and yeah, sure, my uncle killed and isn’t clean in a lot of ways. But he’s also the best man I know. My mom died when I was a baby, and he loved me as a son and raised me as far away from his lifestyle as possible…Or at least, he tried to. No matter how hard he tried, though, there was no way to hide that kind of stuff forever. 

As a child I saw a lot of things I shouldn’t have, but when I was eight everything changed. There’s that number again. See, I got bored waiting in a car while my pops’s driver—Pops is what I call my uncle—went into the ice cream shop to get me some rocky road. So, I left the car and wandered around. That wasn’t a good idea, and yet it kinda was. 

A couple of guys started hassling me. One was named Roy Sokolov, and he tried to kidnap me. But from the depths of a dark, dank alley came my guardian angel. His name is Snow. He saved me that day, and we saved him too. He and my pops fell in love, and that’s how I found the second-best person in my life. Snow, he calls me Eight—the age I was when he saved me—and because when he asked me what to call me, I wouldn’t give him my name and only my age…I think you get the picture. 

After that night, I saw so much more. Years later, my pops and I were actually kidnapped. There was no escaping the life he lived and so, when it came time to go to college, I decided it should be far away in the hopes that no one would know who I was. 

Snow suggested I use a different last name, and while it hurt my heart to do it, I knew he was right. There were forgeries made, and abracadabra! I became Simon Mancia.

Thankfully, I got through my first year of college easily. No one knew who I was—at least no one said anything. I dated a few people. Penelope for about six months, but we didn’t click the way a boyfriend and girlfriend should…Instead, she became my best friend. Then there was Raul. He was amazing, but he cheated on me after two months, and yeah…that sucked. I hadn’t been with anyone since. That was, until I saw Him. He was singing karaoke on the green at campus when I returned my second year. It was some welcome-back thing, and he was right there and…Wow. 

Penelope told me his name was Rush, and that was all she knew. I decided it would be my mission to find out more and hope beyond hope that he’d take me up on an offer for coffee. 

Well, there’s something to be said for falling in love with someone; you will risk it all. I did just that and more. 

So, sit back and find out how my finally calm life was turned upside down…all because I fell in love.



Saturday's Series Spotlight
Haven Hart
Part 1  /  Part 2  /  Part 3

Joker's Sin

October 2022 Book of the Month

Westford
🎧Monday Mysterious Mayhem🎧



Davidson King
Davidson King, always had a hope that someday her daydreams would become real-life stories. As a child, you would often find her in her own world, thinking up the most insane situations. It may have taken her awhile, but she made her dream come true with her first published work, Snow Falling.

She managed to wrangle herself a husband who matched her crazy and they hatched three wonderful children.

If you were to ask her what gave her the courage to finally publish, she’d tell you it was her amazing family and friends. Support is vital in all things and when you’re afraid of your dreams, it will be your cheering section that will lift you up.


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Thursday, March 26, 2026

⏳Throwback Thursday's Time Machine⏳: Raven's Hart by Davidson King




Summary:

Haven Hart #7
Haven Hart stands on the edge of good and evil. Having balance between the two is the only thing keeping the town from crumbling to the ground. For years, one man has been charged with maintaining that balance. Poe.

The air of mystery surrounding Poe is one of necessity. He’s the keeper of secrets and for good reason. He’s stood alone against the most ruthless men and women, always hiding behind the curtain to help his friends defeat what seeks to destroy them.

Now, after all this time, the city he loves, the people he has protected, and the secrets he’s kept hidden are in serious jeopardy. Poe will need the help of his friends to fight the ultimate battle; not just save Haven Hart but everything and everyone he holds dear to him.

When the dust settles, will betrayals be forgiven? Will the city still be standing? Will Poe’s beloved be at his side or will everything crumble? One thing is for certain, everything will be tested, and questions will finally be answered. Raven’s Hart is the final installment in the Haven Hart Series.

***IMPORTANT***
This is the 7th book in the Haven Hart Series it is NOT a standalone and all others need to be read before this one.




Original ebook Review October Book of the Month 2019:
First, I have to give myself a big hand of applauseπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ because I managed to do something I have never done before with a book that I have anticipated as much as I have with Raven's Hart: I savored the read!  That's right, you heard me, I savored the read.  Normally, my biggest tell as to whether it's a winning gem is I just have to know how it ends so I read the book as I quickly as life allows but then when I get to the final page I kick myself for not reading it slower to prolong the amazing goodness.  HOWEVER, I knew Raven's Hart was the finale to Davidson King's Haven Hart Universe so I forced myself to "linger" so I could put off that final page and the goodbye as long as possible.  So excuse me a minute while I give myself another round of applauseπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘.

Now on to Raven's Hart.  What can I say without spoilers?  Very little actually so as to the plot:  HOLY HANNAH BATMAN!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!! THE FORCE IS STRONG WITH THIS ONE!!!!  Can you tell I liked it?  We finally learn Poe's story and what a story it is!  Poe, a man who went from yoga-in-the-park BFF to the-man-with-access-to-the-vaults to THE MAN! and he did it all with heart, a heart that beats, breaks, and bleeds.  We finally learn what keeps that heart going.  That's it, that's all the plot points you are getting from me, any more would just give too much away.  Sorry, not sorryπŸ˜‰.

Everyone returns to rally around the man who has helped them(albeit reluctantly at times).  I was going to say "the entire cast of characters returns" but I changed it to just "everyone" because to say "cast of characters" puts a spotlight on them being fictional.  And yes, I know they are fictional, Haven Hart is fictional, but Davidson King has done such an exceptionally amazing job at world building and character development that they seem so real, that you could meet them pumping gas, getting milk, returning books to the library, etc.    I've said it before and I'll say it again: Davidson King is more than an author or writer, she is a storyteller, an attention-grabbing, heart-pounding, adrenaline-pumping storyteller.

If you have been reading Haven Hart from the beginning then you probably already have Raven's Hart in your sights and on your list but if you haven't now is the perfect time to start.  As I started with, Poe's story is the finale to this amazing journey so you can read from beginning to end and you really do need to read this series in order.  Yes, each entry focuses on a different couple(or throuple in Triple Threat and Snow Storm features Snow and Christopher from Snow Falling which started this amazing journey) with it's own beginning and ending but each book also holds clues to the full mysterious journey.  I really can't recommend Haven Hart Universe enough and I'll fill you in on a little secret, if they ever made this into a film series Haven Hart would be a very close second to the Star Wars Saga on my favorite films of all time list(and if you know me then you'll know how huge that is because I've been a SW fanatic since I saw the original back in 1977 when I was only 4 years old)πŸ˜‰.

One last note: I said Raven's Hart is the finale to Haven's Hart and it is but we do get to see more of Simon's story in 2020.  Who knows maybe if we are super, duper, uber nice Miss King will write a holiday novella/coda some dayπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰. Either way, its been onehelluva ride, Davidson King and Thank You for this amazing world you gave us.


Original Audiobook Listen May 2020:
I'm going to start by saying: WOW! HOLY HANNAH BATMAN! THE FORCE IS STRONG WITH THIS ONE!  Now, I've used all those terms repeatedly to express my absolute and complete love for both Davidson King's art of storytelling and the Haven Hart Universe but this time I'm adding it to express my love for Joel Leslie & Philip Alces narration.  I've loved their portrayals from the beginning but in Raven's Hart, they are not only telling Poe & Phin's story but all the characters return in this amazing series conclusion(😭BOO! to the ending of this amazing series😭 but 😍YAY! to the brilliance of it's telling😍).  Personally, I'll confess I was worried how well the individual characters from past entries would be differentiated.  I need not have worried because there wasn't a single second where I wasn't sure who was who.  Talented narration, talented storytelling, what more could a person ask for? Maybe moreπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰lol.

RATING:






PROLOGUE
1999
Poe
The last few days had been strange but today, July 22, 1999, was by far the strangest and most unforgettable. It was the day He spoke to me for the very first time.

My mother and father were in the clubhouse with the rest of the Hart family’s staff watching television. It had been that way every day since the announcement that JFK Jr’s plane had crashed. Today they found the bodies and no one left their televisions, perhaps hoping it wasn’t them at all.

I was spending the hot summer day doing what I did pretty much every day. Drawing. There was a wonderful weeping willow tree that cascaded over an oak bench along the glistening pond in the Hart’s backyard. The shade it provided was perfect for me.

I always knew I was different, and my mother often told me my life wouldn’t be easy. At ten years old, I had to wear thick black glasses and avoid the light if I didn’t want raging headaches. It was explained to me I had achromatopsia. In short, they told me I could only see in black and white and shades of gray. Light was not my friend and to be a good boy and listen to the doctors.

Being unable to play in the sun like the other kids often had me enjoying my own company. The Harts weren’t mean to me, they mostly just ignored me. That, coupled with the fact there wasn’t anyone who wanted to play with me, brought me to this very spot where I found peace. But on this day in July, I became some awful kids’ entertainment. But not for long.

“Look, Evan, it’s the vampire,” one boy, who was stocky and had freckles, said with a chuckle.

“Be careful, Jimmy, if you get too close, he’ll bite you,” the other boy, I assumed was Evan, responded.

“Should you be out in this, freak? You might combust.” Both cackled at their unoriginal comment. I just went on drawing and ignored them.

“Shit, you deaf too?” I wasn’t looking at them now, so I didn’t know which spoke, but a second later, I felt something hit my leg. A rock. They threw a rock at me.

“I’m not a vampire, nor am I target practice. Just go back and find Mas—” Another rock hit, this time at my side making me flinch.

“Oh no, Jimmy, he’s gonna charge us.” Evan’s tone was dripping with sarcasm, and if I didn’t want to get seriously injured, I’d have to abandon my favorite spot.

As quickly as possible, I gathered my sketch pad and pencils and began walking the other way. Another rock hit me in the back, and my feet tangled together. My sketch pad went flying as did my pencils.

“Careful, vampire, you don’t want one of those pencils stabbing your heart.” I believed that was Jimmy’s voice. I was getting better at identifying them without looking.

If I didn’t get back inside, I was surely going to start bleeding. Being bullied wasn’t a new thing for me. When I’d lived in Russia with my parents, I remember being teased because they’d dress me in long coats and dark glasses; while I’d liked it, it was forever weird to others. At six, that wasn’t easy to deal with, but the fact it was adults being cruel was shitty. At least they didn’t throw things at me like Thing One and Thing Two here.

I’d just gathered my things and was rushing toward the house when I heard his voice. He was two years younger than me, but he was big. I could tell his hair was light in color—my mom said it was blond when I asked. I didn’t know the shade of his eyes, but they glittered like the pond. Whenever I looked at Phineas Hart, the air left my body for the briefest of moments.

“What do you two morons think you’re doing?” He was racing toward us, anger showed in his beautiful features. Evan and Jimmy weren’t laughing anymore, and when I peered over my shoulder, I’d say they seemed terrified.

“We were looking for you,” Jimmy said with a shrug, trying to play off his obvious nervousness.

“Is that right?” Phineas said as he stood next to me. For the briefest moment, I thought he was going to lay into me, too, but through my thick glasses, I saw the hint of a smile. It was as warm as the summer sun and I was no longer afraid.

“Yeah,” Evan said as he toed the grass.

“Well, here I am.” He held his arms out. He didn’t look like he was eight, he looked more like eighteen. His presence was powerful. Like all the Harts, it was like he was touched by God himself. He was taller than Evan and Jimmy, not taller than me, but he was two years younger and I had my father’s genes, so I knew I’d be close to six feet when I grew up, maybe bigger.

“’Kay, so wanna see the PokΓ©mon cards I got today?” Evan took out some cards from his back pocket and approached Phineas. He held them out and just as he was about to say something more, Phineas smacked them to the ground.

“I don’t want you coming by here anymore, Evan. You neither, Jimmy. Poe lives here at this house and if you’re gonna be jerks, then you can’t come by. Take your stupid cards and get out of here.” He didn’t yell because he didn’t have to. His hands were clenched, and his eyes narrowed in obvious rage… for me.

“Seriously, Phin? But he’s so weird,” Jimmy said, and immediately took three steps back as Phineas took three steps forward.

“You best be leaving, Jimmy, before I ask my father to make the bad people go away. I said you aren’t welcome here anymore, so either get outta here or I’m going to scream.” He cocked his head to the side. “How many people you think will come running when they hear me yell for help?”

Evan was halfway down the lawn before Jimmy tuned into what was happening. Once the two of them were out of sight, Phineas turned to me.

“Sorry about that, Poe. They’re jerks and won’t be coming here anymore.” His smile was almost too bright for my eyes.

“Oh, um, it’s okay, Master Hart. I…” He cut me off with a laugh.

“God, please don’t ever call me that again. Just Phin.”

I nodded but felt like I shouldn’t be in his presence. My parents told me once they were hired by the Hart family to run the household that I was to stay out of sight. I was homeschooled here, and my best friend was a boy who tended the horses with his father. I rarely saw him, so it was just me and my shadow.

“Wanna play?” Phin asked, and I felt my eyes widen. No way he could see the shock through the darkness of my glasses, but it was there.

“Play?” I looked around wondering if maybe someone else was behind me.

“Yes, it’s what kids do. We’re kids.” He swiped his finger from me to him. “We can swim in the pond, or watch a movie, or I dunno, anything.”

“You want to play with me?”

He chuckled. “’Course I do, Poe. Come on. You’ve been here like a year and I never see you. Finally, I got up the nerve to ask you to play.”

Got up the nerve? He was afraid of me?“Why do you call me Poe?” I asked finally, wondering.

His brows shot to his hairline. “Well, I dunno. I heard your name was Raven but I saw on the papers, when I snuck into my parents’ room, that your middle name was Poe. My tutor forced me to read ‘The Raven’ by Edgar Allan Poe. Didn’t understand, like, any of it.” Phineas shrugged. “I mean I’m eight, what was she thinking? Anyway, it was kinda creepy and whatever. I liked the name Poe, though, and I thought Poe was more you. So, yeah, I can call you Raven if you want.”

Suddenly, I didn’t want that. I loved that he saw me differently, and I wanted to be called Poe more than anything.

“I like it, thanks.”

He smiled again. “So you call me Phin and I call you Poe. P and P.”

I laughed then. “Just not peepee.” Now we were both laughing hysterically.

“Yeah, that’s not good. Come on. Let’s go inside where it’s cooler and watch a movie. My dad got The Blair Witch Project. Looks scary, wanna see it?”

I wasn’t sure I did. Movies were sometimes hard to see, but Phineas Hart wanted to hang out with me and I wasn’t saying no.

“Sure. Didn’t that only just hit the theaters the other day?”

He nodded as we walked back toward the house. Well, castle really. It was massive and had towers and everything.

“Yeah, but when my dad wants something, he usually gets it.” He shrugged like that wasn’t a scary thing to hear. The Harts ran all of Haven Hart. I didn’t understand exactly what they did, but my mom told me they made sure everything ran smoothly. They weren’t flashy and often avoided the limelight. Dad said it was for safety reasons. I couldn’t understand not wanting to venture out and see all the good they were doing. At least I assumed it was all good.

“I see,” I said as we stepped inside. The cool air slammed into me and relief washed over my body.

“Theater room is this way.”

I followed him through the long hallways and down several flights of stairs. I’d never been on this side of the house before and was excited and nervous. What a wonderful feeling.

“Jana, can you pop us some popcorn, please?” he asked one of the staff. I knew Jana. She was from England and started around the same time my parents did.

“Surely, Master Hart.” She winked at me as she passed, and I wondered what my parents were going to say to me later when they found out.

The seats in the theater room were like clouds. It was dark, quiet, and comfortable. The perfect room for someone like me.

“I can adjust the brightness on the screen if you want. I know light bothers you, and I want you to see some of it. A lot of it’s dark, though, I’m told.” He was pushing back a velvet curtain exposing a huge screen. “I don’t know much about you, Poe.” He turned and smiled again. “Can’t wait to find out, though.”

Phin was like sunlight and warmth. I’d seen him all over the place, even if he never saw me. He was always laughing, and I suddenly wanted to know everything about him, too.

“I can’t wait to find out all about you, too,” I answered, earning me an even bigger smile.

That summer was the best I ever had. And the years I was with Phin in that house growing up were everything to me. It was us against the world he’d always tell me when one of us was upset. He’d try and make me feel better, and I’d do my best to make him feel better.

I learned so much about Phin the boy and grew to love Phin the man. And then, as suddenly as he stormed into my life, he was gone, and I was left with a life I never thought I’d have.



Saturday's Series Spotlight
Haven Hart
Part 1  /  Part 2  /  Part 3

Joker's Sin

October 2022 Book of the Month

Westford
🎧Monday Mysterious Mayhem🎧



Davidson King
Davidson King, always had a hope that someday her daydreams would become real-life stories. As a child, you would often find her in her own world, thinking up the most insane situations. It may have taken her awhile, but she made her dream come true with her first published work, Snow Falling.

She managed to wrangle herself a husband who matched her crazy and they hatched three wonderful children.

If you were to ask her what gave her the courage to finally publish, she’d tell you it was her amazing family and friends. Support is vital in all things and when you’re afraid of your dreams, it will be your cheering section that will lift you up.


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Raven's Hart #7



Thursday, September 18, 2025

⏳Throwback Thursday's Time Machine⏳: Triple Threat by Davidson King



Summary:

Haven Hart Universe #6
Lee, Jones, and Ginger deal with dangerous situations and mounting stress daily working for the most powerful assassin organization in the world. All of those things seem like a walk in the park compared to the friction that sparks between them. When all three are assigned to the same job, ignoring the heat from the inferno of desire becomes impossible.

Lee is a master at deciphering codes, skilled in hacking complicated systems, and never misses a target, even from over fifty miles away. His feelings for Jones and Ginger, however, may be the first code he’s unable to crack.

Jones deals in absolutes, but the road to his past is paved with bodies and regrets. Getting Lee to acknowledge the pull they both feel toward Ginger may be the hardest mission he’s ever had to face.

Ginger struggles to cope with the overwhelming guilt that accompanies this new job. Falling for these hired killers will be a risk—one that could wind up with him losing in the end or gaining everything he’s ever wanted.

As the three work together to take down a human trafficking ring—and save a desperate soul—time is of the essence. Their lives are on the line as mysteries unfold and unexpected encounters throw them off course. Will Lee, Jones, and Ginger let doubts come between them, distracting them from their mission and blocking any hope of love? Or can they face the toughest challenge of their lives and become…a triple threat?



Original ebook Review July Book of the Month 2019:
I should start by saying M/M/M is not my go-to trope, I don't go looking for them HOWEVER, if one turns up in a series I'm reading or mysteriously finds its way onto my kindle I won't turn away from itπŸ˜‰.  Now because its not my normal trope of choice, I don't have a wide variety of experience when it comes to the accuracy to how its written, nor do I know anyone in a poly relationship to make any realistic comparison.  So because of my "lack of knowledge" I can only go by how each one is written and how it sucks me in.  Well, Triple Threat is A-FREAKIN'-MAZING!!!!

For those who think M/M/M, menage, or poly romances are just porn without plot than you are in for the shock of your life when you open up Davidson King's newest Haven Hart entry, Triple Threat.  Oh, sure there's heat, there's lust, there's sexy times that will set your kindle on fire but there is just so much more than the between-the-sheets(there's some fumbling without the sheets tooπŸ˜‰) moments.  As with the whole series, there is crime, drama, action, violence, drama, humor, mystery . . . well pretty much everything but sci-fi.  So sit down, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

Let's take a look at the threesome, triad, throuple, or whatever label you choose to use.  Lee and Jones have been around Haven Hart more than once and called in when their expertise is needed and lets face it, Haven Hart is in dire need of their services.  I don't think anyone was surprised to see them connected in more ways than on the job but Ginger on the other hand doesn't exactly fit in on paper.  Miss King made it reasonably clear in Snow Storm that the boys weren't exactly unaffected by the younger man so it wasn't a complete surprise to find him as the third side of their trio.  As I said, on paper he doesn't seem the type to connect with them but after only a page or two you know that he is exactly what Lee and Jones were missing to make them complete.  Whether or not, they come to the same conclusion is something you have to read for yourself but I warn you once you start Triple Threat you won't want to put it down.

Now I have personally made references in my previous reviews to the Star Wars saga and you're probably wondering "you said this has everything but sci-fi so how can you connect them?"  Obviously it isn't a literal connection but the passion and draw that I always feel whenever I hear Darth Vadar's entrance music or the hiss of the lightsaber or the whoosh as the Millenium Falcon finally goes into hyperdrive pretty much equals the natural high I get when reading Davidson King.  She has this ability to not only create this amazing story with characters who are just out of reach and yet at the same time you feel like you're going to run into them pumping gas and picking up eggs at the store but the city of Haven Hart is so visual I almost feel like I'm living there.  As I've said before, there is a difference between an author and a storyteller, they are both great in their own ways but a storyteller has that extra something special connection with words, well Davidson King is a storyteller and I can't wait to see what comes next.

One last note: Although each entry(except for Snow Storm) has a new pairing at its core, Haven Hart series is definitely a series that needs to be read in order.  There is just too much ongoing plot and information that is underlying everything where each book puts just a little more of the puzzle together.  So if you haven't started this series yet be sure to begin at the beginning with Snow Falling and if you are someone who likes to wait till a series is complete because you can't abide the wait in between releases, there is only one entry left to be written but be sure you put Haven Hart at the top of your TBR list.


Original Audiobook Listen November 2019:
I'll admit, I was curious to see how Joel Leslie & Philip Alces would narrate three main characters to keep them "real", keep them "separate" well I needn't have worried because there is never any doubts between Lee, Jones, or Ginger in Triple Threat.  Just as Davidson King uniquely defined each man, so did the narrators.  We see yet another layer of the horrors lurking in and around Haven Hart but we also see yet another layer of heart and determination to put an end to said horrors.  Again a great combination of storytelling and narration bringing the next chapter of Haven Hart Universe to life.

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Chapter One
Jones
“Iwill never understand how people think,” Black, my boss, said as he sat behind his large oak desk staring at the confirmation of my hit.

“Hartly, Delaware was a bad idea for Lucas Donato.” I shook my head at the memory of finding him sitting on a park bench in one of the least populated places in all the United States. Black leather coat, slicked back black hair, sunglasses, thousand dollar shoes. Fucking idiot.

“I get he likely thought by going there no one would expect it, but come on—”

“Look the part,” we both said at the same time. Black laughed, I grunted.

Black sat back; gray eyes bored into mine. Questions and comments danced in his gaze, and I really hoped this wasn’t going where it always seemed to go every time we were alone.

“How are you and Lee?” he asked, and I let out a frustrated sigh.

“Has there been complaints?” Black shook his head. “Then why is this your topic of choice every time we’re alone?”

He raised his brows and his relaxed demeanor turned dark, and very much the man in charge of the most lethal assassin organization in the world.

“I can ask what I choose to ask, Jones. You both were like fire and gasoline over a year ago. Then when you worked together on the Manos situation a couple of months back, things seemed better. But you’re both still requesting no pair-ups on hits. It raises flags.” He shrugged. “I gotta ask.”

“It’s better as is.” It was all he’d get out of me.

He was about to say something else when the phone buzzed. He held up a finger. His way of saying stay, I wasn’t dismissed.

I sat and waited, thinking about the man Black continually brought up. Lee. When I met him years ago I didn’t like him. Thought he was a geeky, stuck up brat. Mr. Know-It-All. He ended up becoming the only person I ever trusted. That trust turned to lust and lust, well, no good comes from that. He stood by me when the very organization I worked for thought I was a mole and wanted me dead. He got tortured for me and everything. And then after one hot night, he looked at me with his soft, sated eyes and said he loved me.

Every part of me wanted to say it back, but a man like Lee, no, he couldn’t love the man I was. No one could, but he fucking did and wasn’t that a thing. I suspected many who worked for Black felt this way though, unworthy of love, and Lee would hit me if I said that to him. Of course, all my hot and cold mood shifts gave him the wrong impression and led to accusations I was sleeping around with the newbie, Ginger. And yeah, Ginger was hot, funny, smart about odd things. But I hadn’t slept with him. I was just helping him out because he was new, and when someone doesn’t know your past, it’s a clean slate. It was easy for Ginger to just see me and not all I’d done. And even though Lee thought it to this day, that I had sex with Ginger, I hadn’t slept with anyone since him.

I did love Lee; I hated it, but I could admit it to myself. Sex was explosive, we worked in sync with each other. But the biggest issue I had was the weird disconnect. There were so many moments it felt like something was missing. Something connecting us perfectly. Many times, I thought I could see it in Lee’s eyes, like maybe he felt that there was a weak link somewhere in this chain we’d wrapped ourselves in. I would start to ask if he felt it, start to open up, but either I or he would shut it down and lock the door on our feelings because a relationship was not what I ever wanted. I chose not to explore it more. In turn, I lost Lee.

“I have to meet Quill for lunch.” He narrowed his eyes and I braced myself for his next words. “You and Lee work great together and I need to know how civil you can be. I want to start teaming you two up again.”

“Why?”

Black rolled his eyes. “Have you not been listening? You’re unstoppable together. I don’t have a team better than you two.”

“I work better alone.”

The booming laugh from Black wasn’t what I expected. “You sound like every ‘80s action star.”

“What the hell?”

Black stood, his long blond hair was loose over his shoulders. The softer side to the vicious man all thanks to his partner Quill.

“I give a shit about you, but I’ve got a business to run. If I need you two to work together, I have to be sure you’re not going to have some lover’s quarrel in the middle of a hit.”

I wanted to argue, but when everything went tits up with Lee and me, we were at each other’s throats for weeks. I knew why he needed to know.

“Do whatcha gotta. I’ll be a good boy.”

We stared each other down for a moment before he nodded and waved his hand in dismissal. I didn’t need to be told twice; I got out of there as fast as I could.

I didn’t have any other hits scheduled, so I got on the back of my Harley and took the backroads to my perfect little house in the middle of nowhere, on land I owned.

I bought it a few years ago. There were no neighbors, no loud music, no one bothering me. I made great money working for Black and had saved a lot from my past sins, too, but I didn’t need much. Never did. As I stepped foot onto my porch, I took a deep breath. I hated answering questions about Lee. I hated aching for the man. I hated how every inch of my little house reminded me of him.

It was the perfect place for us. It had a kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom. We sat on the porch butt naked many nights drinking beer and laughing. I didn’t laugh with anyone but him.

What the fuck was missing from us then?



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Davidson King
Davidson King, always had a hope that someday her daydreams would become real-life stories. As a child, you would often find her in her own world, thinking up the most insane situations. It may have taken her awhile, but she made her dream come true with her first published work, Snow Falling.

She managed to wrangle herself a husband who matched her crazy and they hatched three wonderful children.

If you were to ask her what gave her the courage to finally publish, she’d tell you it was her amazing family and friends. Support is vital in all things and when you’re afraid of your dreams, it will be your cheering section that will lift you up.


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