Into the Fire

Elizabeth Dyer has written an enticing thriller about a burned female CIA (former military) sniper and a Delta Force Operator who's been held captive in a dirt pit in Columbia for 18 long months with very few individuals knowing he's still alive. While she's been running for her life, he's been wishing for death. They've never met in person, but they've had some interesting conversations both work-related and not. Her skills have helped his team and saved his life, but he doesn't know one of her assignments was responsible for a tragic outcome. She calls in her last favor to find the operator's location hoping to save his life.

Fearless (Somerton Security Book 3) is an exciting, sometimes hopeless, compelling story with determined and mostly likeable characters and a clever, satisfying ending. It's very well written, and I would strongly recommend it with R-rated language warnings, but the intense and explicit sex scenes ruin pages of the novel. It's fairly clear the secular audience – and its publishers – favor these kinds of accounts with intimate renditions of the sexual dance. I can't figure out why. What is it that makes people want to indulge in the written renditions of all kinds of foreplay and sexual intercourse? 

This story would be so much better without pages and pages of intimate details about two lost souls seeking solace in one another while trying to save another's life, fantasizing about their sexual prowess and escapades. Hinting at the extreme attractions and sexual energy is expected but defining it? Is it really necessary? It is not. 

I want to reiterate this is a very well-written good story, but it's overloaded in certain sections with pointlessly explicit sexual encounters. 

Father, we're desperate for you, your truth, goodness, mercy, and grace. Please bless this gift you've given Elizabeth. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.