Rapture (Fallen Angels Series #4)

Rapture (Fallen Angels Series #4)

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by J. R. Ward

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Out of the wickedly inventive imagination of #1 New York Times bestselling author J.R. Ward comes a world where sin and salvation collide in a battle for the future of mankind—where a cynical fallen angel struggles against the seven deadly sins and a demon’s lure over seven chosen souls…

Mels Carmichael, reporter for the Caldwell

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Out of the wickedly inventive imagination of #1 New York Times bestselling author J.R. Ward comes a world where sin and salvation collide in a battle for the future of mankind—where a cynical fallen angel struggles against the seven deadly sins and a demon’s lure over seven chosen souls…

Mels Carmichael, reporter for the Caldwell Courier Journal, gets the shock of her life when a man stumbles in front of her car outside the local cemetery. After the accident, his amnesia is just the kind of mystery she likes to solve, but she soon discovers they’re in over their heads with his past. Over their heads with passion, too. As shadows walk the line between reality and another realm, and her lover’s memory begins to come back, the two of them learn that nothing is truly dead and buried. Especially when you’re trapped in a no holds barred war between angels and demons. With a soul on the line, and Mels’s heart at risk, what in Heaven—or in Hell—will it take to save them both?

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Praise for J.R. Ward and the Fallen Angels novels:

"Everything J.R. Ward writes is a must read and she never disappoints."-Christine Feehan, New York Times bestselling author

"Fans of the Black Dagger Brotherhood clear a shelf: your next series addiction has just begun."-Publishers Weekly

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Penguin Publishing Group
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Fallen Angels Series, #4
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6.70(w) x 4.20(h) x 1.50(d)
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18 Years

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This was not his house.

As the taxi pulled over in front of a ranch in a modest neighborhood, Matthias knew he didn’t live under its roof. Hadn’t. Wouldn’t.

“You gettin’ out or not?”

Matthias met the driver’s eyes in the rearview. “Gimme a minute.”

“Meter’s running.”

Nodding, he got out and relied on his cane as he went up the front walk, swinging his bad leg in a wide circle so he didn’t have to bend his knee. Things were hardly Home Sweet Home: There was a branch down in the scrubby hedge that ran under the bay window. The lawn was scruffy. Weeds had sprouted in the gutters, reaching for the sun so high above.

The front door was locked, so he cupped his hands and looked into the windows on either side. Dust bunnies. Mismatched furniture. Sagging drapes.

There was a cheapo tin mailbox screwed into the bricks, and he opened the top. Circulars. A coupon book addressed to “Occupant.” No bills, credit card applications, letters. The only other piece of mail was an AARP magazine that had the same name as that of the driver’s license he’d been given.

Matthias rolled the mag up, shoved it into his wind-breaker, and headed back to the cab. Not only was this not his residence, nobody lived here. Best guess was that the person had died within, say, four to six weeks—long enough so that the family had cleaned up the accounts payable issues, but before they emptied the place out to put it on the market.

Getting into the cab, he stared straight ahead.

“Where to now?”

With a groan, Matthias shifted over and got out his wallet. Sliding Mels Carmichael’s business card free, he was struck by an overriding conviction that he shouldn’t involve the woman.

Too dangerous.

“What’ll it be, pal?”

But shit, he had to start somewhere. And his brain was like an Internet connection gone bad.

“Trade Street,” he gritted.

As they headed for the downtown area and got caught in a net of traffic, he stared into the other cars and saw people drinking coffee, talking to passengers, stopping at red lights, going on green. Totally foreign to him, he thought. The kind of life where you nine-to-five’d your way into a grave at the age of seventy-two was not how he’d lived.

So what was, he asked his dumb-ass gray matter. What the fuck was?

All he got back was a headache while he strained for an answer.

As the Caldwell Courier Journal facility came into view, he took out one of the ten twenties in the wallet. “Keep the change.”

The cabdriver seemed more than happy to get rid of him.

Taking up res on the periphery of the front doors, Matthias loitered in the sunshine, being careful not to meet any stares—and there were a lot of them: For some reason, he tended to attract attention, usually from women—then again, the Florence Nightingale stuff was something the fairer sex was known for, and he did have scars on his face.

Ooooooh, romantic.

Eventually, he took cover across the street at the bus stop, parking it on the hard plastic bench and breathing in the secondhand smoke from people impatient for their public trans to arrive. The waiting didn’t bother him. It was as if he were used to lurking, and to pass the time he played a game, memorizing the faces of the people who came and went out of the CCJ offices.

He was extremely good at it. One look was all it took, and he had the person in his database.

At least his short-term memory was working—

The double doors pushed wide, and there she was.

Matthias sat up straighter as the sunlight hit her hair and all kinds of copper showed. Mels Carmichael, associate reporter, was with a heavyset guy who had to hitch his khakis up higher around his hips before they hit the steps. The two appeared to be arguing back and forth about something in the way friends did, and when Mels smiled, it appeared as if she had won whatever debate—

Like she knew he was watching, she glanced across the street, and stopped dead. Touching her buddy on the sleeve, she said something, and then parted ways with the man, cutting through the traffic, coming over.

Matthias plugged his cane into the pavement, and tugged his rags into place as he stood. He had no idea why he wanted to look better for her, but he did—then again, hard to look worse. His clothes weren’t his, his cologne was Eau d’Hospital Soap, and he’d washed his hair with the antibacterial stuff because that was all he’d had.

Naturally, his bad eye, that ugly, ruined thing, was what she looked at first. How could she not?

“Hi,” she said.

Man, she looked great in her normal everyday clothes, those slacks and that wool jacket and the cream scarf she wore loose around her neck looking runway fine, as far as he was concerned.

Still no wedding ring.

Good, he thought for no apparent reason.

Shifting his gaze to the right, so maybe his defect wouldn’t be so obvious, he returned the “Hi.”

Well, shit, now what. “I’m not stalking you, I swear.” Liar. “And I would have called, but I’ve got no phone.”

“It’s okay. Do you need something? The police called me this morning with a follow-up, and I think they were still planning on speaking with you?”

“Yeah.” He let that one stand where it was. “Listen, I?.?.?.”

The fact that he was leaving a sentence hanging seemed very unnatural, but his brain just wasn’t producing.

“Let’s sit down,” she said, gesturing to the seat. “I can’t believe they let you out.”

At that moment, a bus showed up, rumbling to a halt and blocking the sun, its hot diesel breath making him cough. As the pair of them settled on the bench, they kept quiet while the kibitzers filed on their ride.

When the bus kept going, the sunlight reappeared, bathing her in a yellow light.

For some stupid reason, his eyes started blinking hard.

“What can I do for you?” she asked softly. “Are you in pain?”

Yes. But it wasn’t physical. And it got worse whenever he looked at her. “How do you know I need help?”

“I’m guessing your memory didn’t magically come back.”

“No, it hasn’t. But that’s not your fault.”

“Well, I hit you. So I owe you.”

He made a motion to his lower body. “I was like this before.”

“Can you remember anything? Prior to the accident, I mean.” As he shook his head, she murmured, “A lot of servicemen have come back in your condition.”

Ah...as in Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, he thought. And part of that fit. The government...yes, he’d had something to do with the Department of Defense, or national security...or…

But he wasn’t a Wounded Warrior. Because he hadn’t been a hero.

“They found my wallet,” he blurted.

“Oh, that’s great.”

For some reason he gave it to her.

As she opened the thing and looked at the driver’s license, she nodded. “That’s you.”

Focusing on the Caldwell Courier Journal emblem that hung over the door she’d walked out of, he said, “Look, all this is off the record, okay?”


“And I wish I had another option. I wish...I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

“You haven’t asked me to do anything yet.” She stared at him. “What do you have in mind?”

“Can you find out who that is?” He pointed to the driver’s license. “Because it’s not me.”

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From the Publisher
Praise for J.R. Ward and the Fallen Angels novels:

"Everything J.R. Ward writes is a must read and she never disappoints."—Christine Feehan, New York Times bestselling author

“Fans of the Black Dagger Brotherhood clear a shelf: your next series addiction has just begun.”—Publishers Weekly

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I bought a Nook to say money on the cost of books. I love J.R. Ward, but not enough to spend $14.99 on an e-book. If I'm going to spend that much money, I'll spend the extra on the hard cover. I still like the feel of holding a good book in my hands. If the cost of good authors continues to rise, I may have to go back to watching TV.
anita_63 More than 1 year ago
Rapture is another Fallen Angel novel that follows the battle between heaven and hell for seven chosen souls. Winner take all in this battle for the domination of the inhabitants of both heaven and earth. In this book, the soul in question is that of Matthias, who appeared in the book Crave. Does he deserve another chance at salvation? There is Mels Carmichael who literally runs into Matthias and the adventure begins. Their interaction and the mystery of Matthias’s amnesia is the main topic in this book. We visit with the characters of the previous books as they battle for Matthias’s soul. It a book about redemption. I recommend this book. I suggest that you read the previous books in order to understand what is really taking place in this book. I love the Fallen Angel book series. J.R. Ward is an excellent author and I have loved every book she has written.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
JR Ward is my favorite author but there is no way in hell I am paying $15 for an ebook. Especially while it isnt even from the BDB series. Fallen series is good but def not worth that kind of money. It makes me worry about how much they will ask for the next BDB book. Ridiculous.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book the most out of the angel series. The story was well written. The action was through out the book & I could not get enough. Yes this one had romance along with the "game" of good vs. evil. I am excited for the next installment of this series; wonder who the new soul will be. I just hope we do not have to wait over a year for the next book. Thank you JR Ward for another awesome read!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The hard cover is available on sale for $16. The other books in the series are $7.99. Why is this one twice the cost of the others...... this one i will make a trip to barnes and noble so that i can read it in the store. Take that b&n!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
My Fav Fav is Crave the 2nd in the Fallen Angels series. I was into the first one, loved the second, definetly meh on the third,..but I was happy this one picked it back up a notch. It was a enjoyable read. And I love JR Ward so I'm never too disappointed on anything she does.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Book 4 in a series that will keep you up at night! The writing is excellent and keeps the pages turning. I finish each book and wonder how they could get any better. She has done it again!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
J R Ward never lets her fans down, another awesome book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was not bad but not great. I love jr ward and the black dagger brotherood but this series i have found consitently lacking.
booksonmynook More than 1 year ago
Really great book. Kept me entertained all the way.
GDY2SHU More than 1 year ago
In the previous book I felt Matthias and Devina were two peas in a pot, in this story I softened for Matthias. I can't wait to find out if there will be more of Matthias and what Jim and Devina is cooking up for the next
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I was disappointed in this book. It lacked enough romance to keep me fully interested, although the mysterious plot was engaging. I just wish JR had added in more love, romance, and hot, steamy sex!
cloggiedownunder More than 1 year ago
Rapture is the fourth book in the Fallen Angels series by American author, J.R.Ward. With the score between the evil Devina and the saviour Jim Heron now two souls to one in Jim’s favour, the Maker decides to punish Devina for cheating by plucking Jim’s XOps boss, Matthias from Hell for a second go round. When Matthias steps in front of Caldwell Courier Journal columnist, Mels Carmichael’s car outside the Pine Grove Cemetery, she is strangely attracted to this dangerous-looking man with amnesia, whether or not there is a story in it. And the attraction may be mutual, but Matthias knows he is back in the land of the living for a reason, and that being in his company cannot end well for Mels. Devina is confident she can again win the soul of this conscienceless, power-hungry, despotic sociopath but is intent on distracting Jim from his task using tricks with hair dye and mutilated corpses. With Eddie out of action, Jim is a man down, but after faltering initially, Adrian proves to be a selfless warrior. This instalment has quite a few killings and attempts as victims encounter guns, knives and drowning; there are some fairly hot sex scenes; three XOps assassins are drawn to Caldwell; crime scene photos secretly snapped with mobile phones; explosive information passed on via a flashdrive; a bullet casing becomes integral to the story; and there is a cute twist at the end that involves Dog. As usual, fans of Ward’s BDB series will note mentions and cameos of characters from that series. The characters are engaging, the plot imaginative and the dialogue has its own special charm. Readers will eagerly await the next book in the addictive series, Possession.
vhexed More than 1 year ago
Rapture picks up where Envy left off. The story line is wonderful, as is anything, JR Ward puts out. I enjoyed it immensely and cannot wait for the next installment to come in the Fallen Angels series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just bought this at wal mart for 5.99 nothing wrong with an old fashioned paperback.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love, love, love J.R. Ward. A great addition to her work.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
very good book true to jr ward writing stlye cant wait to read next book in series
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love ward's BDB series but this one is just too dry. This latest book was the worst. I actually put it down for week to read 3 books in a different series. Tried to give a chance and I only finished because I paid $15 for it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I agree with others and will wait for library to stock. I bought nook fo space and cost issues. Paying 15 for something that has no raw material costs is not going to happen. Boo on b and n for those of us willing to be green and charging more to do it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Stop complaining you know your going to spend 25 dollars on this book anyway,it is so worth the money!she is fantastic and drawls you into jim's world-a must read!
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