“Intriguing collection of wonderful romances.” Romantic Times
Dead after Darkby Sherrilyn Kenyon, J. R. Ward, Susan Squires, Dianna Love
"Shadow of the Moon"
Angelia has fought her entire life to make herself strong. Now, with her patria under fire, she has to protect her people from Fury and his werewolf clan. Vowing to bring him to justice, Angelia sets out alone…until the hunter becomes the hunted, and the only way for her to survive is to trust the very/b>/b>
"Shadow of the Moon"
Angelia has fought her entire life to make herself strong. Now, with her patria under fire, she has to protect her people from Fury and his werewolf clan. Vowing to bring him to justice, Angelia sets out alone…until the hunter becomes the hunted, and the only way for her to survive is to trust the very wolf she's sworn to kill.
"The Story of Son"
Claire Stroughton is a beautiful lawyer who would rather spend the night with a legal brief than the man of her dreams. Then a routine client meeting turns dangerousand deeply sensualwhen she is held captive by a gorgeous man with an unworldly hunger…
"Seize the Night"
When Drew Carlowe returns home to win back a lost love, he is quick to dismiss rumors that his estate is haunted by a stunning young ghost...until one passionate encounter leaves him mystifiedand aching for more.
"Midnight Kiss Goodbye"
Trey McCree possesses an insatiable desire for Sasha Armandand supernatural powers that could endanger her life as a human. But when they team up to stop an evil warlord, Trey discovers that Sasha can do way more than
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Dead After Dark
By Sherrilyn Kenyon, J.R. Ward, Susan Squires, Dianna Love
St. Martin's PressCopyright © 2008 Sherrilyn Kenyon
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Fury Kattalakis was about to walk straight into the dragon's lair. Well, not exactly. There was a dragon in the attic of the building he was headed toward, but that dragon wasn't nearly as dangerous to Fury as the bear guarding the door.
That nasty sonofabitch hated his guts.
Not that he cared. Most people and animals hated his guts which was fine by him. He didn't have much use for the world anyway.
"The things you do for family," Fury said under his breath. Though to be honest, this whole family concept was still new to him. He was more used to being screwed over by everyone around him. It wasn't until his brother Vane had taken him in during the summer of '04 that he'd realized not everyone in the universe was out to kill him.
The bear, however, still was ...
Dev Peltier tensed as soon as he saw Fury step out of the shadows near the door of Sanctuary — a rough biker bar and dance club that stood at 688 Ursulines. Like that address hadn't been chosen intentionally by the bear clan who owned it. They were nothing if not ironic.
Dressed in a black Sanctuary staff t-shirt and jeans, the bear looked human at present, complete with long curly blond hair, black biker boots, and a pair of sharp eyes that missed no detail or weakness, not that Fury had a weakness. But for all of Dev's human appearance, to those lycanthropes such as Fury, Dev's alternate form was like a thrumming beacon that warned all otherworldly types that Dev was ferocious.
Then again, so was Fury. What he lacked in magick abilities, he more than made up for in sheer strength ...
And FU attitude and anger.
No one got the better of him. Ever.
"What are you doing here?" Dev growled.
Fury shrugged nonchalantly and decided that a fight wouldn't get him inside — which was what he'd promised to do. Him ... keeping a promise to someone other than himself ... yeah. Right. Hell was freezing over. He still wasn't really sure how he'd allowed his brother Fang to talk him into this act of blatant suicide.
The bastard owed him.
"Peace, brother." Fury held his hands up in mock surrender. "I'm just here to see Sasha."
Dev bared his teeth threateningly as he raked a glare over Fury's body that normally would have caused Fury to slug him for the insult. Damn, his brother Vane was rubbing off on him. "The Kattalakis patria isn't welcome here and you know it."
Fury arched a brow as he looked up at the sign over Dev's head. Flat black with electric blue and brown, it held a motorcycle on a hill that was silhouetted by a full moon. It also proclaimed Sanctuary to be the home of the Howlers, the house band. To the unobservant, it looked like any other club sign. But to those born cursed, like them, the shadows in the moon formed the outline of a dragon rising — a hidden symbol to the preternatural beings the world over.
This club wasn't just named Sanctuary, it was one. And all paranormal entities were allowed inside where no one could harm them. At least so long as they obeyed the first rule of a limani: No spill blood.
Fury tsked at Dev. "You know the laws of our people. You can't pick and choose who enters. All are welcomed equally."
"Fuck you," Dev snarled.
Fury shook his head as he bit back his natural caustic retort. Instead, he decided to handle it with biting sarcasm. "Thank you so much for the offer, but while you do have a certain feminine quality in your demeanor and a remarkable head of hair that any woman would envy, you're far too hairy for my tastes. No offense."
Dev curled his lip. "Since when does a dog care about what it humps?"
Fury sucked his breath in sharply. "I could go so low with that that even the gutter would envy us, but ... I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to provoke a fight with me so that you can legally turn me away."
He clenched his fists, and he made a show of struggling with what he wanted to do and what he'd promised to do. "I really, really want to give you that fight, too, but I have to see Sasha and it can't wait. Sorry. We'll have to hump and fight later."
Dev growled threateningly, a pure grizzly sound. "You're on thin ice, Wolf."
Fury sobered and narrowed his gaze to that of his wolf form. When he spoke, his voice was low and feral and filled with the promise of whup-ass that was waiting if Dev wanted to continue this game. "Shut up, sod off, and let me in."
Dev took a step toward him.
Faster than Fury could even tense in expectation of the hit Dev was about to deliver, Colt was there. A head taller than both of them, Colt had short, jet-black hair and lethal eyes. He put one large paw of a tattooed hand on Dev's chest and held him back.
"Don't do it, Dev," Colt said in a low, even tone. "He's not worth it."
Fury should probably have been insulted, but the truth had never bothered him. "He's right. I'm a worthless bastard fathered by a bastard even more worthless than I am. You definitely don't want to have your sanctuary license pulled over the likes of me."
Dev shrugged away Colt's touch, which caused the sleeve of his shirt to pull up and expose the double bow and arrow tattoo on his arm. "Whatever. But we're watching you, Wolf."
Fury gave him a one-finger salute. "Then I'll try not to piss on the floor or hump the furniture ..." He glanced down at Dev's black, silver-studded boot. "Your leg, though, might be another matter."
Dev growled again while Colt laughed and tightened his hold.
Colt indicated the door with a jerk of his chin. "Get your ass inside, Fury, before I decide to feed you to him."
"I'm seriously not worth the indigestion." With an antagonistic wink at Dev, Fury sauntered past them to enter the bar where the music was loud and pumping, something that made the wolf in him want to whine in protest as it assaulted his heightened hearing.
Since Colt was one of the Howlers, they weren't on stage yet. But there was already a good-sized crowd gathered. Tourists and regulars were dancing or milling about on the first level of the three-story bar. No doubt it was just as crowded on the second floor, too. The third floor, however, was reserved for their kind only.
Fury tucked his hands into his back pockets as he moved through the people. It was easy to spot the bikers from the others since many of them were old school and covered in leather. The younger, hipper crowd wore nylon or Aerostitch suits like his while the tourists and college kids wore everything from short skirts to khaki pants to jeans.
As Fury passed the tables where customers could sit down and eat, he caught the gaze of the beautiful blond waitress who just happened to be the sister of the asshole outside.
Like her brother Dev, her long hair was blond, and she was tall and thin. Lithe. All in all, very attractive except for the fact that when she went to bed at night, she turned into a bear. He shuddered at the thought. His brother's taste in women left a lot to be desired.
Aimee froze the moment she saw him.
He subtly indicated the bar with his eyes to let her know he had a message for her. She was the real reason he was here, but if any of her numerous brothers found that out, they'd both be dead.
So he continued on his way to the bar where three bartenders were making drinks. Since Dev was one of a set of identical quads, Fury felt like he was seeing double as another werebear came over to him. The only reason he could pick out Dev from his other three identical brothers was from the tattoo on his arm. With the other three, well, he really didn't give a rat's ass about who it was.
The quad narrowed his eyes threateningly. "What you want, Wolf?"
Nonchalant, Fury sat down. "Tell Sasha I need to see him."
"Why you need to see him?"
Fury gave him a droll stare. "Wolf business, and the last time I sniffed, which I'm trying real hard not to do 'cause the stench of you assholes is rough on my heightened sense of smell, you're a bear. Grab his hide and send it over."
"Do you have to piss off everyone you meet?" That soft voice went down his spine like a caress.
He turned to find Margarite Neely standing beside him. Tiny and human, Margery had one of the finest posteriors he'd ever seen on a woman. But therein was the problem. She was human, and he had a hard time relating to that breed, or any breed for that matter. Social skills were so not his forte. Like Margery had pointed out, he tended to piss off anyone dumb enough to come near him. Even when he didn't mean to.
"It's a congenital habit that serves me well most days."
Laughing, she held a bottle of beer out toward him.
Fury shook his head, declining the offer. That stuff on his tastebuds ... nasty. He frowned at her. "I'm surprised to see you down here." She was the nurse for the Peltiers, and he normally only saw her when he was injured and in need of care. As a rule, she avoided the bar area and stayed in the hidden hospital that was attached to it.
She took a swig of beer. "Yeah, but there's some bad mojo going down. I had to have a drink to steady my nerves."
Since he'd never known her to drink, that intrigued him. "What kind of bad mojo?"
Sasha joined them and answered for her. "There's a Litarian in Carson's office."
Fury scowled at Sasha, whose face was pale. If he didn't know better, he'd think the wolf was shaken. "Yeah, so? There's a lot of shit in his office most days." Carson was the resident doctor and veterinarian that all the Were-Hunters in New Orleans went to when they were in need of medical services. The fact that he had a lion in his hospital shouldn't even cause an eyebrow to raise.
Margery shook her head at him. "Not like this, Fury. He can't turn human or use his magick."
Now that was shocking. "What did you say?"
"The Arcadians hit him with something," she said in a low tone as if afraid of being overheard. "We don't know what. But it drained his powers instantly. He can't even project his thoughts to his mate."
Fury couldn't breathe at the thought of that happening. Even though his base and primary form was that of a wolf and he lacked a lot of magick control, he still couldn't imagine what it would be like to live entirely as an animal. "And you're sure he's not a regular lion?" It was a stupid question, but one that had to be stated.
They both gave him a "duh" stare.
Fury held his hands up in surrender. "Just checking. You guys could have had an aneurysm or something."
Margery took a deep draught of her beer. "It's been a bad day."
"Yeah," Sasha agreed, taking the bottle from her and duplicating the gesture. "We're all rattled by it. Imagine minding your own business and having a tessera come out of nowhere, pop your ass with something we can't identify, and then losing yourself forever."
Fury let out a long breath. "I saw that movie once. It sucked."
Sasha bowed his head sheepishly as he remembered Fury's past. "Sorry, man. I didn't mean anything by it."
No one ever did. Yet it stung regardless of intent.
"You needed to see me?" Sasha asked, changing the subject.
Fury checked his peripheral vision to make sure none of the bear clan were nearby. Then he gave a pointed look at Margery. "We have a bit of Wolf business, if you don't mind."
"It's all right. I need to get back upstairs anyway. The Litarian's mate had to be tranqed earlier and she should be coming out of it any moment." She stepped past him to slap the bar to get the Bear's attention. "Remi, give me one more bottle and I'm back to work."
Fury choked at her words. "Glad I'm not the patient."
Margery gave him a chiding glare. "It's for Carson."
He snorted. "And I repeat what I said. Just what I need, a bunch of drunk fucks working on me." He met Sasha's amused expression. "Remind me not to do anything stupid tonight. Oh wait, I'm here. Too late for that warning, huh?"
Sasha ignored that question as he crossed his arms over his chest and shifted his weight to one leg. "What do you need, Fury? We're not exactly friendly."
Fury led him a few feet away from where Remi was handing off another bottle of beer to Margery. "I know, but you're the only wolf the Peltiers aren't suspicious of and the only one I could trust to get this to Aimee." He palmed the small note into Sasha's hand. "Make sure you wipe your ass with it or something to get the stench of Fang off it. I did what I could, but he's pretty fragrant."
Sasha looked less than pleased by the request. "You know the last time I involved myself in subterfuge, I was mortally wounded and branded, and saw my entire clan put down over it. Take my advice and don't let your brother drag you down with him."
"Yeah, but I'm not stepping in between two gods." Which was what had almost gotten Sasha killed. "I'm just doing a favor for my brother."
"That's what I told myself, too. But the problem with family, they get you into shit and then abandon you to it. Or worse, get themselves killed off."
It was true, and he knew it. But he owed Vane and Fang for welcoming him in when no one else ever had.
For his brothers alone, he was willing to die.
"So will you give her the note?"
Sasha ground his teeth. "I'll do it. But you owe me."
Actually Fang owed him, but ... they were brothers, and for the first time in his life, he understood what that meant. "I know and I really appreciate it."
Sasha slid the paper into his back pocket. "You know what really kills me over this is that I've never seen two animals act more human. What kind of Romeo-Juliet bullshit are they playing anyway?"
Fury shrugged. "Hell if I know. He says she's the only one who understands him. Given the girly way he's been acting lately, I actually agree with that 'cause I definitely don't get any of it. If he starts wearing lipstick and pink, I vote we take him out and shoot him. Put his whiny ass out of my misery."
The corner of Sasha's lips curled up as if he were trying not to smile.
"What are you doing here?"
Fury tensed at the sound of Nicolette "Mama" Peltier's deep French accent. Since his brother was making time with Mama's only daughter, Aimee, he more than understood her hostility toward their entire clan, but it didn't mean that he appreciated the tone.
He started to tell her what she could do with it, but before he could draw breath to answer, Sasha spoke up. "I asked him to come. I wanted to warn him about what happened to the Litarian."
Mama relaxed a degree, but her expression was still deeply troubled. "That's bad business there." She cast her gaze around the room as if looking for someone suspicious. "May the gods take mercy on us all if we don't stop the ones behind this. I shudder at the thought of what else they might be capable of."
So did Fury. "Are the bears doing anything to find out who's responsible?"
She shook her head. "Non, the laws of sanctuary prohibit it."
"Then I'll do some digging."
Sasha snorted. "You just can't help this kamikaze streak you have, can you?"
Fury grinned. "Not really. I find it easiest if I just go with it rather than fight it. Besides, if someone is screwing with us, I want to know who and how. Most of all, I want their throat for it."
Respect glowed in Nicolette's eyes. She looked at Sasha. "Take him upstairs before too many scents contaminate the lion so that he can track the ones who did this."
Sasha inclined his head to Nicolette before he motioned for Fury to follow after him.
Fury didn't speak as they left the bar and headed through the kitchen and into Peltier House. Once they were out of sight of any humans, Sasha used his powers to vanish and pop into the doctor's office on the second floor. Fury was a little more cautious.
Because no one had mentored him on how to use his magick when he hit puberty, his control of it was less than desirable. More to the point, he refused to let anyone know just how little control he had. No one knew his shortcomings and lived to tell them.
So he walked up the stairs to the rooms that were set aside for medical aid.
As soon as he entered the small office area, he saw Margery, Carson, and Sasha waiting for him.
"Why didn't you follow me?" Sasha snapped.
"Yeah but —"
Fury interrupted him. "I'm not leaving a power trail for one of you assholes to use against me. Walking works for me. So where's this lion?"
Carson stepped to the back of the office where another door led into the hospital area. "I have him in here."
Excerpted from Dead After Dark by Sherrilyn Kenyon, J.R. Ward, Susan Squires, Dianna Love. Copyright © 2008 Sherrilyn Kenyon. Excerpted by permission of St. Martin's Press.
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Meet the Author
In the past two years, New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon has claimed the #1 spot twelve times, and since 2004, she has placed more than 50 novels on the New York Times list. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre she writes. With more than 23 million copies of her books in print in over 30 countries, her current series include: The Dark-Hunters, The League, Lords of Avalon, BAD Agency, Chronicles of Nick and Nevermore. A preeminent voice in paranormal fiction, Kenyon helped pioneer and define the current paranormal trend that has captivated the world. She lives with her husband, three sons, a menagerie of animals and a collection of swords.
J.R. Ward is a #1 New York Times bestselling author of erotic paranormal romance. She lives in the South with her incredibly supportive husband and her beloved golden retriever. After graduating from law school, she began working in healthcare in Boston and spent many years as Chief of Staff of one of the premier academic medical centers in the nation. Writing has always been her passion; her idea of heaven is a whole day of nothing but her computer, her dog, and her coffee pot.
As part of one of many mid-life crises, New York Times bestselling author Susan Squires began writing professionally while still working as an executive at a Fortune 500 company. She still uses tales of romance and adventure to escape budgets and projects. She researches and writes her books at the beach in Southern California, supported by two Belgian Sheepdogs, a warmblood mare, and a wonderful husband named Harry who writes occult mysteries as H.R. Knight.
Dianna Love loves the outdoors and has a passion for fishing and motorcycle riding. She has even water-skiied, scuba divied, snow-skiied, and skydived. She received a RITA award for Best Long Contemporary in 2006. Dianna lives near Atlanta, Georgia with her husband.
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After waiting anxiously for a release from two of my favorite authors I felt disappointed.
I love Fury, but I felt he didn't get his due. He was a character who understand hurt and betrayal however wasn't overly indulging in his pain as some other characters were. The book shows his quality that made him an alpha male and an oddity to the community of were-hunters. However his heroine fell short, as I felt with most of the other recent heroines, this author has put forth. I just didn't like her as a person and a human being despite the pain that she seems to be carrying on her shoulders. There is a new transition that is happening in N.O. and it's up to the next book to expose the bring back all the thing's that made this series great.
JR Ward introduced a new and refreshing story line and plot (Although I had secretly hoped for a BDB story, I'm glad it's not, because to put a reoccurring character and sum his story in less than 100 pages doesn't do him any services). Revolving around a lawyer and her one weekend of captivity, the heroine was someone at first glance cold and not likable, however her human nature allows readers to come to respect her.
I like Susan S. story, back in historical times ghost and superstition and the unjust criminal system, she introduces all of these elements and more and tie up nicely into one good overall read.
Diane's story provided a new aspect to the paranormal community. However, I can't seem to think what it was about.
After reading this book, I had to find more from J.R. Ward. The Story of Son is about a vampire imprisoned in his human mother's basement. He must feed once a year, so his elderly mother and her butler finds a female, locks her in with Son. He feeds, then wipes her memory of the events and free her. The last female is different. The mother is dying so her attorney comes to update her will, but ends up as a meal for Son and they fall in love. This story was so touching, funny, thrilling that I had to have more from Ward. I started reading a book a week from the Black Dagger Brotherhood series also written by her. Her writing keeps you turning the page even when you should be doing something else, ie eating, sleeping, working, cleaning... I so recommend her books--YOU MUST READ LOVER AWAKENEN
Red Alert! Sexy supernaturals ahead!! If you're a paranormal fan, don't miss the "Dead After Dark" anthology with stories by a three well-known names in the paranormal romance genre and one newcomer to watch.
Sherrilyn Kenyon's story "Shadow of the Moon" is about the werewolf Fury and takes places in the Dark-Hunter world. Fury has never let himself get close to a woman because the only woman he ever loved turned on him when his heritage was revealed. Now that woman is back, but this time she's in Fury's power. ***My only beef? Not long enough! Well...and I really wanted Fury for my own :)
"The Story of Son" by J.R. Ward is NOT a BDB story, but it IS a smoking hot contemporary story about a normal woman who gets caught up in an abnormal situation and ends up loving and saving a creature she should, by human standards, hate. ***I think this was my favorite story and I actually had tears in my eyes at one point. I'd like to see more stories from Ward about/in this world. Well...as long as it doesn't delay more BDB stories:P
Susan Squires offers "Beyond the Night" set in her historical Companion series. A man searching for love and revenge instead encounters a vampire who is searching for her own choices after a life of service to the leader of the vampires. Together, they both find the good and bad of what they're looking for. ***A sure winner if you like Squires' series. If you haven't read her series, this will give you an idea of its flavor.
New author Dianna Love rounds out the anthology with "Midnight Kiss Goodbye". A reunion romance of a modern-day warrior and the witch he left behind in an effort to keep her safe. Neither knows about the other's 'special' abilities. But know she's hunting and being hunted by a malevolent entity who's looking to use her as a gateway to unleash unspeakable violence on the world. ***Definitely an author to watch. I really enjoyed this glimpse into Love's intricate, mythical world. Very sexy and very urban fantasy. Hope to see more from her soon.
All in all, well worth the price and the read!
I love the romantic escape books and this is a very good one. I have read Sherrilyn Kenyon and J.R. Ward before and just love their writing. Dianna Love is a new writer to me but I would love to find more of her books..
A nice escape and something a little different from some favoriate
Love the series of the two main authors and their supporting authors were good follow ups for a good escape. I great read
Kenyon & Ward make this book worthwhile.
Love Kenyon and Ward, the other two I am not familiar with. These short stories were okay. I am used to the full lenght stories, so these shorts were okay, passes the time.
Story of Son is super memorable, but I forgot the rest quickly. The five stars are for that story alone, a real page-turner. Wish it was longer.
This was a great read by three really good authors. J R Ward is one of my favs. Loved the stories in this!
This book is so interesting and captivating. It had me changing the pages fast and then hoping for more when i got to the end! J.R. Ward's story was my favorite... but they were all awesome.
If you are a Black Dagger Brotherhood fan then this is a MUST have. You will LOVE "SON"!
Got me interested in J.R. Ward.