Book Review Virginia Lee (BRVL): Her Hidden Valentine by Monique Moreau

Sunday, February 14, 2021

Her Hidden Valentine by Monique Moreau

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BLURB:

There's a thief in the Demon Squad clubhouse.
Someone has been stealing from the Squad Bar and the brothers can't catch the wily culprit.

Club brother Hoodie knows why.
Because the thief is one of their own.

Having survived a childhood of betrayal, Hoodie learned early on that the worst treacheries always come from within. But even he was shocked when he discovered it's her. Jazz—the sexy, vivacious biker chick who Hoodie secretly craved for years. A gorgeous, vibrant woman like Jazz would never be interested in a scarred beast like Hoodie, and since she was crushing on his best friend, Hoodie chose to stay in the shadows.

After getting over the disappointment of unrequited love, Jazz focused her energy on paying her father's mounting medical bills. Stealing from the club nearly broke her heart, but she was the only thing standing between her father and death's doorstep.

When Hoodie discovers that Jazz is the thief, he makes a bold move to save her. But as Jazz begins to realize that her prince charming was hiding in plain sight in the form of the brooding, silent Hoodie, she's convinced that a noble soul like his could never trust a woman who betrayed the club.

As Valentine's Day approaches, will Cupid have an arrow left over in his satchel for a mismatched love like theirs?

Check out a Valentine’s Day novella like no other!

About Monique

Growing up in New York City, I used to walk the hot pavements in the melting heat of the long summers, and dream. Uptown to downtown, eastside to the westside, and underground to catch a subway racing out into the boroughs.

During my wanderings, my magic pencil spun out fantasies full of romance, with first meetings, heartbreaks, and reunions. Sometimes my boy crush (unrequited, of course) starred as the hero.

I grew up, and after a stint in art school, became a lawyer ‘cuz a woman’s got to make a living. I came from parents who fled to France as refugees, and as an attorney, I dedicated my work to helping survivors of trauma and persecution.

I believe in them. In their grit, in their determination to hold on, to pull through and, somehow, someway, to keep themselves intact, body and soul.
Perhaps that is why I am drawn to writing stories of men and women who live through heart-rending pain, desperate yearnings and, ultimately, reach a place of redemption.

For a long time, I fought the urge to veer off the expected, safe path until I couldn’t go on unless I took a chance and made a change. I began to write, stopped, and began again. Finally, I gave in and here I am.

Come join me on my journey…