Copyright © 2006, Cheri Valmont
Published by Whiskey Creek Press LLC

This is one hot book. The scene where Jubal handcuffs Lizabeth and makes her his sex slave is incredibly arousing. Daniel was a poor sexual mate for Lizabeth and could never satisfy her. He wasn’t aggressive enough. It took a real man to bring her to a shattering orgasm. Jubal was strong and dominating; when he realized that Lizabeth wanted to be handcuffed and dominated, he knew he’d found the perfect mate for him. Lizabeth seems like a spoiled brat at the beginning of this book but Jubal soon tames her. Jubal is strong, sexy and delicious. The plot is interesting. From the moment Jubal and Lizabeth met, I knew they loved each other and were meant to be together. I could hardly wait to turn the pages to see what would happen next. I highly recommend this book.

Cajun Fire continues the saga of the Horville family begun in Sweet Summer Rain. It functions quite well as a stand-alone novel, but the recommendation of this reviewer is to read both, and hope for more in this series. The climate is not the only cause of soaring temperatures in this story; the reader will be well advised to keep a tub of ice and plenty of accessories at hand while reading.

CAJUN FIRE by Cheri Valmont grabbed me from the very beginning. At first Lizbeth seems like a spoiled little girl just using sex as a weapon. And she wields that weapon well. Once she meets Jubal, though, Lizbeth undergoes a change. She craves only what Jubal can give her. Jubal is ex-military and a dominant man who is looking for the perfect submissive. He needs a woman who can give as well as she gets. Lizbeth shows him that she is definitely woman enough, and his brand of loving is exactly what the doctor ordered. The sex between them is sizzling and emotionally charged. But before the two can come clean about their relationship, Jubal must complete his mission, the reason he came to town in the first place, to convince Jonas to meet their father and the rest of the family before their father passes away. Keeping his mind on the task at hand gets harder each time he touches Lizbeth and holds her in his arms. . .
Stimulating, plot-driven, and highly erotic, Cheri Valmont's CAJUN FIRE is not to be missed.

Cajun Fire is a hot, scorching read that brings a variety of characters into play and holds them together like glue until the last page. Lizabeth is a young girl troubled by events in her life and she needs a man to be in charge of her, while searching for her own goals and personality. The stirring conversations with the characters, all play an important role for each member and really makes this one remarkable read. Cheri Valmont details the story of a young girl trying to come to terms with her family and her adoption. She takes a mixture of hunger and envy, along with family secrets to keep the pages turning. The story immediately takes off burning and by keeping the story easily flowing, the reader doesn’t get lost with any of the storyline. The characters emit great emotional sensations, and some hot erotic scenes that smolder the pages.

An excellent tale of lust greed and secrets come together under one young woman's life as she is just discovering who she is and what she wants. Fascinating characters with strong dialog keep this story moving while the discovery of secrets and intrigue keep you riveted to the page. Set at a steady pace you know exactly what is going on, and I like the true emotional feel you get from the characters. Exceptionally erotic sex scenes with a delicious taste of BDSM bring this story together. A sexy energetic tale you do not want to miss.
Wateena, Coffee Time Romance
Rating: 4 Cups

"An excellent tale of lust greed and secrets come together under one young woman's life as she is just discovering who she is and what she wants.
Fascinating characters with strong dialog keep this story moving while the discovery of secrets and intrigue keep you riveted to the page. Set at a steady pace you know exactly what is going on, and I like the true emotional feel you get from the characters. Exceptionally erotic sex scenes with a delicious taste of BDSM bring this story together. A sexy energetic tale you do not want to miss." -- Wateena, Coffee Time Romance

“I hate him, Momma! I swear I do,” Lizabeth Horville’s voice resonated throughout the bedroom.

“Now, Beth—” Nikki Horville began, only to be interrupted from the doorway by her youngest daughter.

An overstuffed pillow sailed through the air toward the young girl, who ducked in time for the missile to brush the top of her head and go sailing past. “Shut up, you little snot. This is none of your business. Momma, please, make her get out of here.”

“Lauren, go play with the new puppy. Supper’s going to be ready in a couple of hours. I’ll call you,” she advised her youngest.

Nikki stood firm in the face of Lauren’s pleading expression. “Absolutely not, little girl, go on, go.”

To hide her tears, Nikki suspected. The oldest child in the Horville household, Lizabeth, at eighteen, was butting heads with her father about her current boyfriend.
Lauren huffed away and left Nikki alone with the miserable Lizabeth.

Lizabeth turned her tearstained face back to Nikki. Tears still swam in her lovely aqua eyes. Even Lizabeth’s distress couldn’t detract from her beauty. With her hip length silver blond hair, her heart-shaped face and pert nose, she reminded Nikki of a fairy.

“Beth, honey, you know your daddy would pull the moon down from the sky to make you happy. But if he has objections about this Daniel boy, I’m sure he has his reasons.”

“What reasons? Has he told you what his reasons are? He hasn’t told me. He just refused to let me go to the Mardi Gras parade with him. Period,” Lizabeth said, in obvious frustration.

Nikki shook her head. She would not be the go-between, because this subject seemed too important to both father and daughter. “I think you should ask him yourself, honey.”

This wasn’t a new occurrence, either. Lizabeth and Jonas had been butting heads since she’d reached the age of sixteen. Nikki longed for the days when Lizabeth adored her father and accepted his guidance without question. She didn’t know what happened to change their relationship but wished she did. Lizabeth was graduating high school in May and was due to start University of Louisiana-Lafayette in the fall. Nikki hated seeing the bickering between two of the people she adored, and prayed father and daughter would come to terms before then.

Lizabeth had just celebrated her birthday a week prior, so legally, she was of age and could do as she pleased. As a result, Nikki was aware of the fine line they all walked. She was afraid if Jonas put his foot down too firmly, Lizabeth would bolt.

“He never listens to me. I feel as if I’m talking to a brick wall,” Lizabeth complained. “Can’t you talk to him, Momma?’

“No, my darling, I’m afraid this is something you and your father will have to work out yourselves.”

Nikki couldn’t help smiling when Lizabeth pouted those full lips of hers as she usually did anytime she didn’t get her way. When Lizabeth had come to her at the age of sixteen to talk about getting serious with her then boyfriend, Nikki, although still worried, had been relieved. They’d had their mother-daughter talk. She’d impressed upon Lizabeth the dangers of unprotected sex and unwanted pregnancies. A responsible girl, Lizabeth asked Nikki to make her an appointment with a gynecologist to get a prescription for the birth control pill. She wondered...that seemed to be around the time Lizabeth and Jonas began their head butting. Nikki discussed the decision with Jonas, of course. He’d been none too happy about the situation, but he knew Lizabeth was growing up and it was better she was prepared.

“Well, I guess I’ll try again tonight. I don’t understand him. I think I’m old enough to make my own decisions.”

Nikki shook her head and smiled ruefully. “Your father will never stop worrying about you, Lizabeth. He can’t help himself. You’re the oldest. He’s been loving you the longest, honey.”

Lizabeth tried to suppress a sniffle, but rushed over to give Nikki a warm hug. “Oh, Momma, I can always talk to you about stuff.”

“Sweetie, you know I’ll always be here for you.” Choked with emotion, Nikki rubbed Lizabeth’s back with maternal affection, and, as always, was touched by her adopted daughter’s trust.