Critiques en avant-première

When she gets hot and bothered, things go up in flames.

Quinn Byrne’s fire powers showed up with puberty, and the overheated magic has been giving her hell ever since. Flames randomly sprouting from her skin would be inconvenient in most circumstances, but Quinn is rare even among fire elementals, with her powers hard-wired into her arousal. She can’t touch herself without setting the sheets ablaze. With an incendiary sex drive, Quinn’s dating life is dryer than the desert that surrounds her hometown of Phoenix, Arizona. The fiery accountant would give anything to have a normal romantic relationship, even settle for a water elemental with a frat boy personality. But she knows one thing for sure: human men are off limits. No exceptions.

Can he cool her down?

August Nord built his business on a product that needs to stay cold. His whole life has been a lonely, icy stretch until a smoldering redhead saunters into his ice cream shop. Quinn entices August with her freckled cheeks and take-no-shit attitude. Plus, she’s the hottest accountant he’s ever met, and a small business owner would be shortsighted not to hire a professional to review their finances, right? Even though the ice cream maker has a secret that should keep him far away from the intriguing woman, temptation overwhelms both of their good senses.

As the two approach their attraction with wary steps, the sparks flying between them are all too real. Quinn struggles to keep her supernatural incendiaries from hurting the first man she’s let herself lust over in years, all while August doubts his ability to build anything long lasting after so many failed attempts in his past.

When fire meets ice cream, will passion turn into a melted mess or dessert flambé?