Harper Hall finally has everything she ever wanted. Thriving paranormal PI business? Check. At least some control over her psychic ability? Check. Smokin’ hot ex-slayer fiancé? Check.
But Harper’s plans to grab the first ordained Elvis impersonator she can find and marry Noah Riddick on the Vegas strip—sans drama—are shot to hell when her old business partner shows up and makes her an offer she can’t refuse. And if she tries? Well, let’s just say she might not live long enough to regret it.
In the course of their elopement from hell, Harper and Riddick find themselves entangled with the paranormal mafia, dodging creepy vampire ménage action, and participating in the supernatural equivalent of Fight Club. First rule of paranormal Fight Club? There are no rules. And, oh yeah, don’t die.
Seriously, what’s a girl gotta do to get her happily ever after?
Semi-Human can be read as a standalone, but works best if read as part of the Harper Hall Investigations series (Book 1: Semi-Charmed). This book is intended for mature audiences. This book is not intended for anyone who doesn’t enjoy smart, snarky heroines and dark, brooding heroes, and who doesn’t appreciate a plethora of nerdy pop culture references. For the rest of you: happy reading!
Harper is still kicking ass and taking names… except this time she seems to be rescuing Riddick and her ex-partner in the process. Man I love strong female protagonists, and Harper Hall has it all. She doesn’t wait around for the men to save her, she thinks on her feet, she doesn’t mind going up against someone ten times stronger than she is. She has such a great family of friends that is ready to back her up at a moment notice. I love getting side stories with these characters and oh man that ending of this book really gutted me and I need to read book three to see what happens with that character. Of course this story is off the rails crazy and it just has all these plot twists to it, and I think that’s what I love about it.
“The families didn’t care for that display,” Romeo said, gesturing toward Archer and the Lykoi boss, who sat at his right.
Must not have, she thought, noting their dour expressions. Most people would probably apologize or offer some kind of conciliatory gesture at this point.
Harper flipped them off.
Romeo dropped his forehead into his palm with a loud smack. “Jesus, girl, you really are crazy, aren’t you?”
She grinned at him. “Crazy is just a side effect of awesome.”
He rolled his eyes. “Then you are all kinds of awesome, Harper Hall.”
About the Author…
Isabel Jordan writes because it’s the only profession that allows her to express her natural sarcasm and not be fired. She is a paranormal and contemporary romance author. Isabel lives in the US with her husband, 12-year-old son, a neurotic Shepherd mix and a ginormous Great Dane mix named Jerkface. (Don’t feel bad for Jerkface. He really is a jerk.)