Copyright © 2006, Christy Poff
Published by Whiskey Creek Press LLC

Reviews For ENTRANCED BY JASMYNE by Christy Poff

"Entranced by Jasmyne" was a wonderful read, once you got past the prologue. The prologue was slow and confusing, with only a few characters named, yet many characters present. The prologue almost killed it for me, but I read on and found a diamond in the rough. It turned out to be an excellent read, where the sex is mind blowing, the action and suspense is gut wrenching and the ending is…well I can’t tell you want the ending is, you’ll have to read it for yourself.

Great job, Christy Poff, can’t wait for the next one to cross my desk.
Reviewer: Phoenix Forrester, Realms of Love 4 Stars



3 Pink Hats Salute

"Christy Poff has created a fast paced, sexually charged story, filled with passion, deception and devotion. I would definitely suggest this read."
Reviewed by: WIC From The Pink Posse


"The two title characters experience love at first sight. Yasir would go to the end of the earth for Jasmyne. His character was charming and very intelligent but not arrogant. Two very attractive qualities for a man. Jasmyne uses her educational background and knowledge to try and figure out who the bad guys are. Her character showed a strength within the mind, as she’s suffering at the hands of her captures. Entranced by Jasmyne is full of action and drama. The story shows the world through American politics as well as world politics. If you are a Christy Poff fan then you’ll definitely want to have this book in your collection."

Reviewed by Chantay Euro Reviews Rating 4 Heat Rating 3


"Christy Poff's ENTRANCED BY JASMYNE grabbed me from the very beginning. Jolene and Yasir are two people who care for the well-being of others and in the face of danger will step into the crossfire without hesitation. The instant connection between them was realistic and totally believable. What can I say...I'm a sucker for love at first sight. The sex between them is erotically charged but full of emotion and love. Their relationship is Dominant/submissive, full of love and respect and very well-written. Yasir isn't your typical male, at least in his culture. Yes, he does have a harem, but it's not quite what it seems. Don't ask me to tell you any more. It would spoil the story and I wouldn't do that to Ms. Poff. Several secondary characters who play important but minor roles in the unfolding drama are Sabira, one of Yasir's wives and Maysa, Jasmyne's maid, both of whom become close friends of Jasmyne's, and Rasheed and Hashim, Ardala's Prime Minister, friends of Yasir's. Ah yes...then we have our villians. Yes, there is more than one and when you uncover their identities you will be shocked as I was.

ENTRANCED BY JASMYNE is an action-packed romantic suspense that will tunnel its way into your heart and burrow there. Ms. Poff writes some wonderfully crafted characters that will deeply touch readers, a storyline that will keep you glued to your chair, and sex hot enough to burn."

Sinclair Reid, Romance Reviews Today


"Entranced By Jasmyne is a descriptive, engaging story full of erotic adventures and love. Yasir is a man who knows what he wants. Growing up wealthy and privileged, he’s always had whatever he wants but never seems spoiled or conceited. Instead he is portrayed as intelligent, sexy and very much an alpha male. As for Jasmyne, she is also strong and throughout the story shows that strength as well as compassion and willingness to accept. She follows Yasir into a completely different lifestyle but enthusiastically throws herself into his world. Their sexual chemistry starts immediately and is definitely combustible. Although I enjoyed their interactions, the relationship would have been much more realistic if it had been better developed. Love as well as lust can most definitely occur at first sight but most relationships need more to survive. If you enjoy super sizzling sexual encounters, as well as a suspenseful story don’t miss Entranced By Jasmyne."

Trang Black, Just Erotic Romance Reviews


This book is a wonderful read and full of lush detail and packed with sensuality and adventure. Jolene and Yasir have an explosive relationship, both in and out of the bedroom, and they are not afraid to explore either one. The love scenes are steamy and very intense with plenty of action to keep the reader happy. Yasir is commanding and a total alpha male, while Jolene is completely willing to be and do whatever he wishes. Readers who love suspense and passion will have to pick this book up.

Reviewer: Angel, The Romance Studio



Entranced by Jasmyne was absolutely one of the best books I have read in a long time. It kept me spell bound and on the edge of my seat the whole time I was reading it. I at first scoffed at the notion of falling in love in an instant but after thinking about it, I figured it could happen. From that moment on, I sat back and thoroughly enjoyed Entranced by Jasmyne. Intensely erotic and romantic, I felt Jolene’s love and loyalty towards Yasir. Yasir, in turn, just made me melt. If Jolene hadn’t taken his heart then Yasir would be mine forever!

Christy Poff has a winner with Entranced by Jasmyne and I feel that other readers will enjoy reading Jolene and Yasir’s story. It goes without saying that I highly recommend Entranced by Jasmyne and look forward to reading more books written by Christy Poff.

Reviewed byTalia Ricci at Joyfully Reviewed


A 4 Angel review from Fallen Angel Reviews

"This reader was engrossed by the struggles and danger of the very first page left me unable to put Entranced by Jasmyne down until the very last page. I was pleased with the conflicts surrounding Jolene and Yasir and immensely enjoyed the steam left from the hot passion they find in each other’s arms. Both characters are strong-willed and ready to fight for those they love. Although, I would have liked to have witnessed more relationship building and character development at the beginning, I was pleasantly surprised by their never-ending devotion for one another and their ability to face everything thrown their way. Christy Poff is an author that I tend to grab every new story as it comes out and this one did not disappoint with its gripping plot laced with danger and emotionally-charged erotica. 4 Angels! "

Reviewed by: Jessica


Sample Chapter For ENTRANCED BY JASMYNE by Christy Poff

December, 2004
King Yasir’s palace in Ardala

“Seize her!”

The words stung her senses as the king’s guards invaded the inner sanctum of the royal harem. The others scattered fearing for their lives as they cowered and looked away.

She stood between the four women and a tall, intimidating officer.

“What is the meaning of this? The sheik…”

“…Will not care. He’ll be dead soon enough, so you can save your breath.”

Hearing this, the others gasped. What had she brought into the life they enjoyed? What had their sheik done to them by bringing a Westerner into the palace?

“What about them?” she asked.

“What do you care? You came here to find out who was undermining the sheik’s government. You found me and I thank you for allowing me to finally come out in the open. Now, I need to know how you found out.”

“Found out what?” she asked. “I know nothing.”

“Liar, you are American Intelligence and you…”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Where’s King Yasir?”

“Don’t worry about him. He’s beyond your reach.”

“I want to see him.”

“No, he’ll be with Allah soon and needs to purify his traitorous soul. He wants nothing more to do with you.”

“I want to hear it from him.”

“No.”

“Then allow them to live. Please, they know nothing more than I do.”

“Shut up, infidel. Take her away!” he ordered.

“No,” she begged as one of the guards grabbed her and roughly dragged her from the private quarters specifically designed for the king of Ardala’s harem. She fought him until the sound of rapidly fired gunshots caused her to freeze. She closed her eyes seeing the image of King Yasir’s wives.

“No!” she screamed, overwhelmed by Kedar’s cruelty. She felt faint, her legs weak. The guard dragged her down the hallway, then out of the private royal quarters and outside to a waiting car.

Forced onto the floor of it, the guard held her at gunpoint. She closed her eyes, grieving for the women she’d befriended since her arrival at the palace of Ardala’s ruling sheik, King Yasir Tarek. She wept over their needless slaughter and she mourned losing the king, a man she’d grown to love more than life.

Moments after the driver stopped, the guard yanked her from the car and dragged her to a building she had not noticed before, but then again, she had no reason to. She heard some commotion to the side and saw the king being hustled into another car. She tried to yell to him but a huge hand clamped over her mouth. Once inside, she gasped.

“Why…”

“Come now. If I intend to rule Ardala as it should be ruled, I can’t have any of the king’s supporters or his regime alive now, can I?”

She looked at Hashim, Ardala’s Prime Minister. Horror overtook her as she looked at the obvious results of Kedar’s methods.

“Tell me what I want to know.”

“But I know nothing.”

“Liar,” Kedar stated emphatically. “Maybe Hashim can convince you to talk.” He shoved her across the floor to where the king’s trusted advisor lay dying.

Kedar and his men left them, the lock on the door loudly engaged.

“Hashim, my god, what have they done to you?”

“Don’t tell him anything. I know everything about you and anything you say will endanger our king.”

“You know about me?”

Hashim weakly nodded.

“Where is he?”

“I don’t know. I heard Kedar order his men to bring you both here.”

“I saw someone who looked like him being put into a car…”

“We must protect him. Kedar cannot be allowed to take over Ardala. You may be the king’s only hope.”

“But, Hashim…”

“I’m done in this life. I go to Allah but you still have a chance.”

“Is there anything else…”

“Tell Yasir he made the right choice. You’ve been good for him in every way.”

“What do you mean?”

“As his true wife.”

“But the others?”

“He never married them. His father decreed it but Yasir never went through with the marriage ceremonies.”

“But his father had to know.”

“He didn’t. His death confirmed everything in the people’s minds. His will left Yasir the throne and it will go to his child by any one of his wives.”

“But why did they remain with him if…”

“He gave them a good life in exchange for their silence.”

“His secret’s safe. Kedar had them murdered.”

Hashim closed his eyes.

“I am truly sorry.”

The door burst open. She cradled Hashim’s head in her lap to help make him more comfortable.

“Come here, woman!”

She ignored the general’s command, refusing to leave the Prime Minister’s side. She cried out when Kedar grabbed her by her hair and pulled her away from the dying man.

“Obviously, Hashim didn’t convince you to talk.”

“I…know…nothing… Ow!” she cried out.

Kedar pulled her over to a set of shackles hanging from an overhead beam. Forcing her hands over her head, he locked her wrists into them, then pulled out a switchblade while circling his captive. Her trembling aroused him but he remained cold.

“What do you know?”

“Nothing, I swear,” she stated again.

He accused her of lying once more, then she felt her blouse tighten across her breasts as he pulled it. Ripping material sent chills through her as Kedar cut it, then shredded it, baring her back to him.

“You Americans, no color to you. I don’t know what he sees in you.”

She felt the blade as he traced her spine.

“Tell me.”

“I swear I know nothing.”

“How did you find me out?”

“I don’t know what…” she cried out as he pressed the knife into her skin.

She watched in horror as he went to an ornate box sitting on a desk. Opening it, he pulled out a finely honed epee. She closed her eyes knowing what the expert swordsman had planned for her.

Half an hour later, she hung, limp and nearly unconscious. He yanked her head back forcing her to look at him as she mumbled.

“Tell me and I’ll let you lay down. What do you know?”

“Nothing,” she whispered before jumping at the sound of a gunshot. She looked at Hashim, now at peace with Allah.

“Well?”

“I don’t know what you want from me.”

“Hashim has paid for your stupidity and so has your sheik. Tell me what you know and how you found out I was behind the impending coup.”

“Nothing!”

“Take this infidel out to the desert and stake her to the sands. I want answers.”

“Yes, sir.”

“No…please…”

* * * *

Burning pain woke her. She tried to open her eyes but the overhead sun blinded her. She moved her hand to cover her eyes but couldn’t. She felt the hot metal of the handcuffs around her wrists and panicked, though her weakened body didn’t show it as her mind raced. Hot crystals of sand embedded themselves in the open wounds on her back.

“What do you know, American liar?” a captain interrogated her.

“Nothing.”

“Then you’ll remain here until you tell us. A couple hours in the hot desert sun with no water should loosen that tongue of yours.”

She refused to tell them anything, especially if the information led to Yasir’s death. In a position where no one could help her, she made her peace and waited for death.

They taunted her with promises of water and freedom but she knew better. She mumbled as she became delusional. She sank into her own tortured world, ignoring everything, including the sounds of a hovering helicopter and gunshots. She lapsed off praying for Yasir’s life, her death and her soul.

* * * *

“NO!”

Jolene Winters sat straight up in her hospital bed onboard a naval aircraft carrier weighing anchor in the Persian Gulf off the coast of Ardala. A nurse tried to calm her, but couldn’t. Jolene’s eyes looked like they were held wide open by an unknown terror.

“Please, relax. You’re in the hospital unit and you are safe.”

Jolene didn’t hear her. She tried to cover her ears to shut out the gunshots and the screams but couldn’t since she had to fight wristlets holding her arms to the bed. Restraint made her hysterical because she had not regained her freedom, trading one set of shackles for another.

The hatch opened. A lieutenant commander went to her side, also trying to calm her.

“Let me go,” she demanded.

“Not yet.”

“Who are you?” she asked suspiciously.

“He’s Lieutenant Commander Sean O’Brien, your doctor,” a tall, red-haired man said in a comforting voice.

“Dylan, please, you’ve got to help me.”

“Jo, you’ve been through a lot. You’ve been asleep for a long time.”

“What are you saying? What happened?”

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