Into the Darkness

Into the Darkness

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by Delilah Devlin
     
 

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After arriving in New Orleans-escaping from a tragic past-the virginal beauty falls victim to a series of strange, unearthly attacks. And for the first time in her life, she aches with sexual desire. Now Natalie is confused, frightened, out of control-desperately struggling to understand a world that is transforming around her. But soon she will be powerful and…  See more details below

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After arriving in New Orleans-escaping from a tragic past-the virginal beauty falls victim to a series of strange, unearthly attacks. And for the first time in her life, she aches with sexual desire. Now Natalie is confused, frightened, out of control-desperately struggling to understand a world that is transforming around her. But soon she will be powerful and magnificent in ways she could never have imagined . . .

Detective Rene Broussard knows the hot young woman in despair is trouble. But something about Natalie intrigues and intoxicates the ruggedly handsome Cajun policeman who has come to her rescue in her time of greatest need. And when he inexplicably wakes in bed beside her-both burning with a lust impossible to deny-he doesn't care that a dark and vengeful enemy has brought them to this moment. All that matters is the irresistible curve of her body, the heat of her passion . . . and the forbidden pleasures the night promises.

With one sharp, sensuous, biting kiss, he will be hers for life . . . and beyond.

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780061363436
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
06/26/2007
Series:
Avon Red Series
Pages:
320
Product dimensions:
4.18(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.80(d)

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Into the Darkness


By Delilah Devlin

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2007 Delilah Devlin
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780061363436

Chapter One

"Rene, you dirty bastard, put your tongue back in your mouth."

Rene Broussard lowered his binoculars to watch the enticing twitch of their subject's ass beneath a pink sundress as she walked, carrying coffee and a sugarcoated beignet, toward a bench in front of Saint Louis Cathedral. That dress should have been outlawed—in the muggy New Orleans heat it stuck to her skin in all the right places. His body tightened with the purely involuntary reaction of a healthy male. He pressed the talk switch on the radio clipped to his jacket lapel. "You're just jealous, chère, 'cause you have no ass."

The radio squawked. "Do, too," his partner, Chessa Tomas, replied. "You just haven't taken a good look 'cause you know you can't have it."

"There is that." He shifted his gaze upward to the woman's face.

Even watching through the iron spokes of the fence surrounding Jackson Square, Rene knew this was their girl—only the Tennessee DMV photo hadn't done her justice. The other stats he'd pulled—Caucasian female, 25 yrs. old, 5'6", blonde hair, green eyes, 135 lbs.—also hadn't hinted at the cuteness of her saucy behind, the length of her softly rounded legs, or the shape of her breasts, high and uptilted. Just like he liked them. "Mmmm-mmm."

"Yoo hoo!" Chessa's voice broke in. "Are you gonna ogle her allafternoon, or are we pulling her in for questioning?"

Rene looked up to the balcony over Muriel's restaurant.

Chessa gave him a little wave and tilted her head toward her radio. "It's gonna rain, and I'd just as soon not get soaked."

Rene slid his small binoculars into a jacket pocket, and then glanced up at the sky. Gray clouds, heavy with rain, hovered just above the street lamps. The wind began to whip the colorful beach umbrellas above the street vendors' carts. Mother Nature was giving a preview of the tropical storm the weathermen predicted might hit during the weekend. Time to bring in Natalie Lambert.

Just as he rounded the corner of the fence, a devil wind picked up dirt from the street and swirled toward the row of benches, carrying with it an odd sulfurous odor. "Merde, I wonder if I remembered to latch my balcony doors?"

"That must be one helluva doughnut," Chessa murmured. "The lady seems pretty popular with the pigeons."

Weaving in and out of the psychics' fabric-draped tables and the street artists' booths, Rene kept an eye on his target as she tossed crumbs at the birds gathering around her feet. The little black whirlwind whipped through the crowding pigeons, ruffling their feathers and lifting a few off the ground. "Don't she know we have ordinances against feedin' those birds?"

"Breaking that particular law's the least of her worries."

He paused in front of an artist's stand, pretending to admire the watercolors. "My gut says she's the target, not the perp."

"Sure you're thinking with your brain?" Chessa asked, in her usual smart-ass tone. "Just 'cause she looks pretty in pink doesn't mean she's not a murderer. Why else would she run?"

The lady in question glanced toward the darkening sky and pitched the rest of her meal to the birds.

"Wouldn't you, if everyone around you was droppin' like flies?" Rene nodded to the seller and continued on his way toward the woman who looked like a tasty sherbet.

"I don't know—and right now, I don't care. Let's just pull her in before all hell breaks loose."

"All right," Rene said, injecting false irritation into his voice. "You're just bein' a bitch 'cause I woke you early."

"I don't want the sun peeking out from behind any clouds before we're done."

"Oh, I wouldn't want you to melt, sugar. Get your ass down here now. Let's do it."

"What the hell?"

Rene saw what caught his partner's attention at the same time. More birds arrived with an audible flutter of wings, settling onto the pavement and closing in on the woman who now yelled and kicked at the pigeons crowding around her ankles.

Frowning, he realized what had started as a small flock of birds, now numbered hundreds. Some hopped onto the bench beside the woman, while others surrounded her feet. They all appeared to be pecking at bare skin.

People nearby scattered, vendors abandoned their carts and tables and ran while the pavement quickly filled like an undulating gray sea.

Rene cursed and ran toward her, kicking away pigeons as more arrived in a dark, fluttering cloud to surround the woman who shielded her face and head with her arms, whimpering, while rivulets of blood streaked her ankles and hands.

He plucked her from the bench into his arms.

She swatted blindly, landing glancing blows on his nose and chin, her body arching in his arms, but he clamped her body tight to his and sped toward the unmarked sedan parked along Chartres Street. The beating of hundreds of flapping wings and the birds' harsh, screaming caws pursued them to the vehicle.

Chessa rushed from the entrance of the restaurant and matched his stride.

"The doors, Cheech!" he shouted.

She sprinted past him and flung open the back door.

Rene dove into the backseat, the woman clutched close to his chest, and yanked the door closed. Wings flapped in his face.

The woman on his lap whimpered and pressed her face into his chest.

Rene swung his fist at the kamikaze bird until he smashed it against the rear windshield. Panting, he didn't relax until Chessa slid into the driver's seat and started the engine.

"Du Monde's beignets aren't that good," Chessa said, tearing off her sunglasses. Her green gaze met his in the rearview mirror as she put the car into gear and careened away from the curb. Tires crunched the bones of birds. Two, three, four more slammed into the windshield. Others thudded dully against the metal exterior of the car, until at last they left the menacing flock behind.



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Meet the Author

Always a risk taker, Delilah Devlin lived in the Saudi Peninsula during the Gulf War, thwarted an attempted abduction by white slave traders, and survived her children’s juvenile delinquency. In addition to Saudi Arabia, she has lived in Germany and Ireland, but calls Arkansas home for now.

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Into the Darkness 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 33 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
To Debby: If you don't enjoy erotica, don't read it. It's not fair of you to leave poor feedback for a great book, just because adult language and sexual situations give you the vapors! This is a teriffic read, and I highly recommend it.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Following the murders of her parents, Natalie Lambert comes to New Orleans to uncover the identity of their killer. Instead, she is bitten by a creature of the night. To her chagrin, confusion and euphoria Natalie finds she has radically changed since the assault for she craves sexual passion, an emotion she never felt before the nip on her neck. Other desires are almost as haunting as her sexual appetite. On the down side the animal kingdom has it in for her as she becomes a victim of attacking killer birds and locusts of biblical proportion.-------------- NOPD Police Detective Rene Broussard rescues Natalie from another attack. However, he is unable to remain professionally attached as he cannot resist her lure. The next morning he finds himself in bed with this beauty and a hunger for her like nothing he ever felt before. She reciprocates his feelings as her vampire nature surfaces with his touch. However, one (make that numerous) bites, nips, and caresses, etc. later, the pairs knows they must fight against an evil that is using Hurricane Katrina as a cover to kill vampires especially easy marks like these two in love fledglings.--------------- This is a terrific vampiric erotic romance starring a virgin vampire (making her a unique protagonist) and the cop who rescues her from various attacks and her new sexual cravings. The story line is hot from the first bite to the last bite while the police procedural elements take somewhat of a back seat to the vampiric lust and love of the lead duet. Fans of torrid paranormal romantic suspense will appreciate the two rookies hoping for an eternity of love while praying for surviving a lethal serial killer.-------------- Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Highly rec. it. Adult only please. :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a great book and most of us enjoy reading about love and romance, sex is just a bonus! Trust me its worth a shot
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