Unleash the Night (Dark-Hunter Series #8) [NOOK Book]

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It's a predator eat predator world for the Were-Hunters. Danger haunts any given day. There is no one to trust. No one to love. Not if they want to live…
An orphan with no clan that will claim him, Wren Tigarian grew to adulthood under the close scrutiny and mistrust of those around him. A forbidden blend of two animals--snow leopard and white tiger--Wren has never listened to anyone when there was something he wanted. Now he wants Marguerite....
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It's a predator eat predator world for the Were-Hunters. Danger haunts any given day. There is no one to trust. No one to love. Not if they want to live…
An orphan with no clan that will claim him, Wren Tigarian grew to adulthood under the close scrutiny and mistrust of those around him. A forbidden blend of two animals--snow leopard and white tiger--Wren has never listened to anyone when there was something he wanted. Now he wants Marguerite.
Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau is the daughter of a prominent U.S. Senator who hates the socialite life she's forced to live. Like her mother before her, she has strong Cajun roots that her father doesn't understand. Still, she has no choice but to try and conform to a world where she feels like an outsider. But the world of rich and powerful humans is never to meet the world of the Were-Hunters who exist side by side with them, unseen, unknown, undetected. To break this law is to call down a wrath of the highest order.
In order to have Marguerite, Wren must fight not just the humans who will never accept his animal nature, but the Were-Hunters who want him dead for endangering their world. It's a race against time and magic without boundary that could cost Marguerite and Wren not just their lives, but their very souls…
"Breathtaking…Kenyon really shakes up the storyline in this latest chapter in her amazing Dark Hunter series."
--Romantic Times (4 ½ starred review) on Seize the Night

Visit Sherrilyn Kenyon's Web site at www.sherrilynkenyon.com and www.Dark-Hunter.com


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Two ultimate outsiders, Wren Tigarian and Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau, are transformed by love in Sherrilyn Kenyon's compelling paranormal romance, another installment in her bestselling Dark-Hunter series.

Wren Tigarian is a forbidden blend of snow leopard and white tiger who can pass as human. Marguerite, a law student and senator's daughter, lives among the rich and the powerful. Both feel alone until Wren saves Marguerite from a mugging. A tentative, passionate romance builds quickly, threatened by the potential impact of hidden secrets and public lies. Will it survive before the Were-Hunters kill Wren or before her enemies kill Marguerite? Kenyon keeps the action at high pitch and the sex scenes even more so, as the plot takes an unexpected turn for her appealing characters. Ginger Curwen
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PRAISE FOR SHERRILYN KENYON

"Kenyon is the reigning queen of the vampire novel."—Barbara Vey, Publishers Weekly

“An engaging read.”—Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry

“Kenyon’s writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative. These are not your mother’s vampire novels.”—The Boston Globe on Dark Side of the Moon

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312362010
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 12/27/2005
  • Series: Dark-Hunter Series , #8
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 12,000
  • File size: 387 KB

Meet the Author

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#1 New York Times bestselling author SHERRILYN KENYON has more than fourteen million copies of her books in print, in twenty-nine countries.  She is the author of the Dark-Hunter novels, which have an international cult following and have appeared on the top-three lists of The New York Times, Publishers Weekly, and USA Today.  Writing both as Sherrilyn Kenyon and Kinley MacGregor, she is the author of several other series, including: Lords of Avalon, BAD, and the Dream-Hunter series.

Near Nashville, Tennessee, Sherrilyn Kenyon lives a life of extraordinary danger . . . as does any woman with three sons, a husband, and a collection of swords on which all of the above have a major fixation.


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Chapter One

"Law, much like life, was ever a study of trials. . . ."

The words from her textbook hovered in Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau's mind and conjured up the familiar phrase of her friend and study partner Nick Gautier: "Yeah, right. Life is a soul-sucking test that you either survive or you fail. Personally, I think failure blows, so I intend to survive and laugh my ass off at all the losers."

A sad smile curved her lips as bittersweet pain lacerated her heart. She remembered Nick and his caustic take on life, love, death, and everything in between. That man had been able to turn a phrase like nobody's business.

God, how she missed him. He'd been the closest thing to a brother she'd ever known, and there wasn't a day she didn't feel his absence to the deepest part of her soul.

She still couldn't believe that he was gone. That on this very evening, six months ago, his mother, Cherise Gautier, had been found murdered in their Bourbon Street home while Nick had mysteriously vanished without a trace. The New Orleans authorities were convinced that Nick was responsible for his mother's death.

Marguerite knew better.

No one on earth loved their mother more than Nick had loved his. If Cherise Gautier was dead, then so was Nick. No one would have been able to hurt her without facing his wrath. No one.

Marguerite was certain he'd gone after whoever had killed his mother and ended up dead himself. Most likely, he was lying in the bottom of a bayou somewhere. That was why no one had seen him since. And that knowledge tore her apart. Nick had been a good, caring man. A trusted confidant and generally an all-around fun guy.

In her formal, stodgy world of having to make sure she never said or did the wrong thing, he'd been a breath of fresh air and a wonderful dose of reality. It was why she wanted her friend back so desperately.

As Nick would say, her life basically sucked. Her friends were shallow, her father neurotic, and every time she thought she liked a guy, all her father could do was run a thorough background check on the man and his entire family and then tell her why he was socially unacceptable. Or, worse, beneath them.

She really hated that phrase.

"You have a destiny, Marguerite."

Yeah, she was destined to either end up in the mental ward or alone for the rest of her life so that she could in no way ever embarrass her father or her family.

She sighed as she stared at her law book on the library table and felt the familiar tears prick at the backs of her eyes. Nick had never liked studying in the library. When he'd been in their group, they had all piled into his house four days a week to study together.

Now those days were gone and all she was left with was vapid, insecure blowhards who could only feel better about themselves by belittling everyone else.

"Are you all right, Margeaux?"

Marguerite cleared her throat at Elise Lenora Berwick's question. Elise was a tall, perfectly sculpted blonde. And Marguerite meant "sculpted." At twenty-four, Elise had already had six different plastic surgeries to correct her body's slight imperfections. In high school Elise had been the premier debutante of New Orleans, and now she was the reigning beauty at Tulane University.

The two of them had been friends since grade school. In fact, it had been Elise who had put together the study group three years ago when they'd all been undergraduates. Elise had never been one to really apply herself to schoolwork, and so she'd conceived this as a way to use them to help her pass her classes. Not that Marguerite minded. She actually admired Elise's ingenuity and liked watching the master manipulator get the others to do her bidding.

Only Marguerite and Nick had ever seen through Elise. Like Marguerite, Nick had been immune to the beautiful blonde's machinations. But that was okay. If not for Elise, Marguerite wouldn't have been able to get so close to Nick, and in her mind that would have been a true tragedy.

Now she, Elise, Todd Middleton Chatelaine, Blaine Hunter Landry, and Whitney Logan Trahan were all that was left of the group. And that hurt most of all.

Why aren't you here, Nick? I could really use your sense of humor right now.

Marguerite toyed with the edge of the book as an image of his face hovered in her mind. "I was just thinking of Nick. He always loved this law stuff."

"Didn't he, though?" Todd said as he looked up from his book. His black hair was cut short and worn in a perfect style around his handsome face. He had on an expensive red Tommy Hilfiger sweater and a pair of khaki pants. "Had he not been a criminal of questionable and shady parentage, he might have given your father a run for his office one day, Margeaux."

Marguerite tried not to let them see her grind her teeth as they continued to use a nickname she absolutely loathed. They thought it somehow made them closer to her since they used it while others didn't. But in truth, she much preferred the plain and simple "Maggie" that Nick alone had used. Of course that was too crass a nickname for such a refined family as hers. Her father would have an apoplexy if he'd ever heard Nick use it.

But she preferred it. It certainly matched her looks and personality a lot more than "Marguerite" or "Margeaux" ever would.

Now no one would ever call her Maggie again. . . .

The grief in her heart was overwhelming. How could anything hurt so much?

"I still can't believe he's not here anymore," Marguerite whispered, blinking back her tears. Part of her still expected to see him swagger through the doorway with that devilish grin on his face and a bag of beignets in his hand.

But he wouldn't. Ever.

"Good riddance to bad rubbish," Blaine said bitterly as he leaned back in his chair. At six feet even and extremely well-built, with jet-black hair, Blaine thought himself God's gift to all womankind. His family was rich and well connected, and they had given him an extremely overbloated sense of self-importance.

He'd hated Nick because Nick had never allowed Blaine to get away with his snobbery and had called him on the carpet for it on more than one occasion.

Marguerite pinned an angry glare on Blaine. "You're just ticked that he always outscored you on tests."

Blaine curled his lip. "He cheated."

Right. They all knew better. Nick had been exceptionally brilliant. Earthy and at times downright crude, he'd befriended Marguerite and helped her with schoolwork even outside the confines of this group. If not for him, she would have failed her ancient Greek civ class with Dr. Julian Alexander, who had been her undergraduate advisor.

Todd closed his book, then pushed it aside. "You know, I think we should do something to say good-bye officially to the old man. After all, he was part of this group."

Blaine scoffed. "What do you suggest? Burn incense to banish his stench?"

Whitney lightly slapped at Blaine's leg. "Do stop it, Blaine. You're upsetting poor Margeaux. She actually considered Nick a friend."

"I can't imagine why."

Marguerite stiffened as she narrowed her gaze on him. "Because he was nice and caring." Unlike them. Nick wasn't pretentious or cold. He'd been real and he cared for people regardless of who they were related to or how much money they had.

Nick had been human.

"I know what we should do," Elise said, shutting her book as well. "Why don't we visit that place that Nick was always talking about? The one where his mother worked."

"Sanctuary?" Blaine looked completely disgusted. Marguerite hadn't even known a man could perfect such a lip curl. Elvis would be envious indeed. "I've heard it's down on the other side of the French Quarter. How positively gauche."

"I like the idea," Todd said as he tucked his book into his designer backpack. "I'm always up for a good slumming."

Blaine gave him a droll stare. "I've heard that about you, Todd. It's the curse of the nouveau riche."

Todd returned Blaine's stare tit for tat. "Fine then, stay here and keep our seats warm while your ass expands to the size of your ego." He stood up and captured Marguerite's attention. "I think we should bid our not quite esteemed member farewell, and what better way than to go and drink cheap alcohol in his favorite place?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "You'll most likely contract hepatitis there."

"No, we won't," Whitney said. She looked up at Todd with fear in her bright blue eyes. "Will we?"

"No," Marguerite said firmly as she packed up her books. "Blaine's simply a coward."

He arched a brow at her. "Hardly. Being a thoroughbred on both sides, I have no inclination to waste time with riffraff."

Marguerite lifted her chin at his low blow. Every one of them knew that her mother was a Cajun from Slidell who had nowhere near the social status of her father. Even though she had gone to college on a full scholarship and had been Miss Louisiana, their marriage had been scandalous.

In the end, that disaster was what had led to her death.

It was something only a true dog would hurl in Marguerite's face.

"Thoroughbred asshole, you mean," she said between clenched teeth as she rose to her feet. She slammed her book into her Prada backpack. "Nick was right, you are nothing but a prickly wuss who needs to have his butt kicked."

The women around her gaped at her language while Todd laughed.

Blaine turned an interesting shade of red.

"I have to say that I certainly love a little Cajun spice," Todd said as he joined her side. "Come along, Margeaux, and I'll be more than happy to keep you safe." He looked at the other two women. "Care to join us?"

Whitney looked like a child who was about to get away with staying up past her bedtime. "My parents would die if they knew I went into a dive. Count me in."

Elise nodded, too.

They looked at Blaine, who made a disgusted noise. "When all of you contract dysentery remember who was the voice of reason."

Marguerite pulled her backpack on. "Dr. Blaine, the resident expert on Montezuma's revenge. We have it."

By the look on his face, she could tell he was dying to let fly a vicious retort, but good manners and common sense kept him from speaking. It wasn't wise to twice insult a U.S. senator's daughter when one had ambitions of gaining an internship with said senator in the fall.

And that was most likely what motivated Blaine to join them as they headed for Todd's SUV.

"Oh my goodness!" Whitney exclaimed the instant they entered the famed Sanctuary biker bar.

Marguerite's own eyes widened as she looked around the dark, grungy place that did appear to need a good and thorough cleaning. People were dressed in anything from biker leathers to T-shirts and jeans. The tables and chairs were a hodgepodge of rough design that didn't even match. The stage area was liberally painted black with odd splashes of gray, red, and white, and the billiard tables looked as if they'd survived many a bar fight in their day.

There was even straw spread out across the floor that reminded her of a barn.

The bar area to her right was occupied by rough-looking men drinking beers and yelling at one another. She could see a wooden stairway before them that led to an upstairs area, but she had no idea what was up there. Trouble came to her mind. A person could probably find a lot of trouble up there.

This place was definitely rustic.

But what held her attention most was the high concentration of handsome men working in the bar. They were everywhere. The bartenders, the waiters, the bouncers . . . She'd never seen anything like this. It was a testosterone smorgasbord.

Elise leaned over to whisper in her ear, "I think I might have just died and been sent to heaven. Have you ever seen so many gorgeous men in your life?"

It was all Marguerite could do to shake her head. It really was unbelievable. She was stunned that the news media hadn't caught wind of this and sent in a team to investigate what was in the water to make so many hot men in one place.

Even Whitney was gaping and ogling.

"What kind of music is that?" Blaine said, twisting his lips into a sneer as a new song started over the stereo that was piped through the length and breadth of the bar.

"I think it's called metal!" Todd shouted over the loud guitar solo.

"I call it painful myself," Whitney said. "Did Nick really hang out here?"

Marguerite nodded. Nick had loved this place. He'd spent hours telling her about it and the odd people who called this place home. "He said they had the best andouille sausage in the world."

Copyright © 2005 by Sherrilyn Kenyon
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First Chapter

Chapter One

"Law, much like life, was ever a study of trials. . . ."

The words from her textbook hovered in Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau's mind and conjured up the familiar phrase of her friend and study partner Nick Gautier: "Yeah, right. Life is a soul-sucking test that you either survive or you fail. Personally, I think failure blows, so I intend to survive and laugh my ass off at all the losers."

A sad smile curved her lips as bittersweet pain lacerated her heart. She remembered Nick and his caustic take on life, love, death, and everything in between. That man had been able to turn a phrase like nobody's business.

God, how she missed him. He'd been the closest thing to a brother she'd ever known, and there wasn't a day she didn't feel his absence to the deepest part of her soul.

She still couldn't believe that he was gone. That on this very evening, six months ago, his mother, Cherise Gautier, had been found murdered in their Bourbon Street home while Nick had mysteriously vanished without a trace. The New Orleans authorities were convinced that Nick was responsible for his mother's death.

Marguerite knew better.

No one on earth loved their mother more than Nick had loved his. If Cherise Gautier was dead, then so was Nick. No one would have been able to hurt her without facing his wrath. No one.

Marguerite was certain he'd gone after whoever had killed his mother and ended up dead himself. Most likely, he was lying in the bottom of a bayou somewhere. That was why no one had seen him since. And that knowledge tore her apart. Nick had been a good, caring man. A trusted confidant and generally an all-around funguy.

In her formal, stodgy world of having to make sure she never said or did the wrong thing, he'd been a breath of fresh air and a wonderful dose of reality. It was why she wanted her friend back so desperately.

As Nick would say, her life basically sucked. Her friends were shallow, her father neurotic, and every time she thought she liked a guy, all her father could do was run a thorough background check on the man and his entire family and then tell her why he was socially unacceptable. Or, worse, beneath them.

She really hated that phrase.

"You have a destiny, Marguerite."

Yeah, she was destined to either end up in the mental ward or alone for the rest of her life so that she could in no way ever embarrass her father or her family.

She sighed as she stared at her law book on the library table and felt the familiar tears prick at the backs of her eyes. Nick had never liked studying in the library. When he'd been in their group, they had all piled into his house four days a week to study together.

Now those days were gone and all she was left with was vapid, insecure blowhards who could only feel better about themselves by belittling everyone else.

"Are you all right, Margeaux?"

Marguerite cleared her throat at Elise Lenora Berwick's question. Elise was a tall, perfectly sculpted blonde. And Marguerite meant "sculpted." At twenty-four, Elise had already had six different plastic surgeries to correct her body's slight imperfections. In high school Elise had been the premier debutante of New Orleans, and now she was the reigning beauty at Tulane University.

The two of them had been friends since grade school. In fact, it had been Elise who had put together the study group three years ago when they'd all been undergraduates. Elise had never been one to really apply herself to schoolwork, and so she'd conceived this as a way to use them to help her pass her classes. Not that Marguerite minded. She actually admired Elise's ingenuity and liked watching the master manipulator get the others to do her bidding.

Only Marguerite and Nick had ever seen through Elise. Like Marguerite, Nick had been immune to the beautiful blonde's machinations. But that was okay. If not for Elise, Marguerite wouldn't have been able to get so close to Nick, and in her mind that would have been a true tragedy.

Now she, Elise, Todd Middleton Chatelaine, Blaine Hunter Landry, and Whitney Logan Trahan were all that was left of the group. And that hurt most of all.

Why aren't you here, Nick? I could really use your sense of humor right now.

Marguerite toyed with the edge of the book as an image of his face hovered in her mind. "I was just thinking of Nick. He always loved this law stuff."

"Didn't he, though?" Todd said as he looked up from his book. His black hair was cut short and worn in a perfect style around his handsome face. He had on an expensive red Tommy Hilfiger sweater and a pair of khaki pants. "Had he not been a criminal of questionable and shady parentage, he might have given your father a run for his office one day, Margeaux."

Marguerite tried not to let them see her grind her teeth as they continued to use a nickname she absolutely loathed. They thought it somehow made them closer to her since they used it while others didn't. But in truth, she much preferred the plain and simple "Maggie" that Nick alone had used. Of course that was too crass a nickname for such a refined family as hers. Her father would have an apoplexy if he'd ever heard Nick use it.

But she preferred it. It certainly matched her looks and personality a lot more than "Marguerite" or "Margeaux" ever would.

Now no one would ever call her Maggie again. . . .

The grief in her heart was overwhelming. How could anything hurt so much?

"I still can't believe he's not here anymore," Marguerite whispered, blinking back her tears. Part of her still expected to see him swagger through the doorway with that devilish grin on his face and a bag of beignets in his hand.

But he wouldn't. Ever.

"Good riddance to bad rubbish," Blaine said bitterly as he leaned back in his chair. At six feet even and extremely well-built, with jet-black hair, Blaine thought himself God's gift to all womankind. His family was rich and well connected, and they had given him an extremely overbloated sense of self-importance.

He'd hated Nick because Nick had never allowed Blaine to get away with his snobbery and had called him on the carpet for it on more than one occasion.

Marguerite pinned an angry glare on Blaine. "You're just ticked that he always outscored you on tests."

Blaine curled his lip. "He cheated."

Right. They all knew better. Nick had been exceptionally brilliant. Earthy and at times downright crude, he'd befriended Marguerite and helped her with schoolwork even outside the confines of this group. If not for him, she would have failed her ancient Greek civ class with Dr. Julian Alexander, who had been her undergraduate advisor.

Todd closed his book, then pushed it aside. "You know, I think we should do something to say good-bye officially to the old man. After all, he was part of this group."

Blaine scoffed. "What do you suggest? Burn incense to banish his stench?"

Whitney lightly slapped at Blaine's leg. "Do stop it, Blaine. You're upsetting poor Margeaux. She actually considered Nick a friend."

"I can't imagine why."

Marguerite stiffened as she narrowed her gaze on him. "Because he was nice and caring." Unlike them. Nick wasn't pretentious or cold. He'd been real and he cared for people regardless of who they were related to or how much money they had.

Nick had been human.

"I know what we should do," Elise said, shutting her book as well. "Why don't we visit that place that Nick was always talking about? The one where his mother worked."

"Sanctuary?" Blaine looked completely disgusted. Marguerite hadn't even known a man could perfect such a lip curl. Elvis would be envious indeed. "I've heard it's down on the other side of the French Quarter. How positively gauche."

"I like the idea," Todd said as he tucked his book into his designer backpack. "I'm always up for a good slumming."

Blaine gave him a droll stare. "I've heard that about you, Todd. It's the curse of the nouveau riche."

Todd returned Blaine's stare tit for tat. "Fine then, stay here and keep our seats warm while your ass expands to the size of your ego." He stood up and captured Marguerite's attention. "I think we should bid our not quite esteemed member farewell, and what better way than to go and drink cheap alcohol in his favorite place?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "You'll most likely contract hepatitis there."

"No, we won't," Whitney said. She looked up at Todd with fear in her bright blue eyes. "Will we?"

"No," Marguerite said firmly as she packed up her books. "Blaine's simply a coward."

He arched a brow at her. "Hardly. Being a thoroughbred on both sides, I have no inclination to waste time with riffraff."

Marguerite lifted her chin at his low blow. Every one of them knew that her mother was a Cajun from Slidell who had nowhere near the social status of her father. Even though she had gone to college on a full scholarship and had been Miss Louisiana, their marriage had been scandalous.

In the end, that disaster was what had led to her death.

It was something only a true dog would hurl in Marguerite's face.

"Thoroughbred asshole, you mean," she said between clenched teeth as she rose to her feet. She slammed her book into her Prada backpack. "Nick was right, you are nothing but a prickly wuss who needs to have his butt kicked."

The women around her gaped at her language while Todd laughed.

Blaine turned an interesting shade of red.

"I have to say that I certainly love a little Cajun spice," Todd said as he joined her side. "Come along, Margeaux, and I'll be more than happy to keep you safe." He looked at the other two women. "Care to join us?"

Whitney looked like a child who was about to get away with staying up past her bedtime. "My parents would die if they knew I went into a dive. Count me in."

Elise nodded, too.

They looked at Blaine, who made a disgusted noise. "When all of you contract dysentery remember who was the voice of reason."

Marguerite pulled her backpack on. "Dr. Blaine, the resident expert on Montezuma's revenge. We have it."

By the look on his face, she could tell he was dying to let fly a vicious retort, but good manners and common sense kept him from speaking. It wasn't wise to twice insult a U.S. senator's daughter when one had ambitions of gaining an internship with said senator in the fall.

And that was most likely what motivated Blaine to join them as they headed for Todd's SUV.

"Oh my goodness!" Whitney exclaimed the instant they entered the famed Sanctuary biker bar.

Marguerite's own eyes widened as she looked around the dark, grungy place that did appear to need a good and thorough cleaning. People were dressed in anything from biker leathers to T-shirts and jeans. The tables and chairs were a hodgepodge of rough design that didn't even match. The stage area was liberally painted black with odd splashes of gray, red, and white, and the billiard tables looked as if they'd survived many a bar fight in their day.

There was even straw spread out across the floor that reminded her of a barn.

The bar area to her right was occupied by rough-looking men drinking beers and yelling at one another. She could see a wooden stairway before them that led to an upstairs area, but she had no idea what was up there. Trouble came to her mind. A person could probably find a lot of trouble up there.

This place was definitely rustic.

But what held her attention most was the high concentration of handsome men working in the bar. They were everywhere. The bartenders, the waiters, the bouncers . . . She'd never seen anything like this. It was a testosterone smorgasbord.

Elise leaned over to whisper in her ear, "I think I might have just died and been sent to heaven. Have you ever seen so many gorgeous men in your life?"

It was all Marguerite could do to shake her head. It really was unbelievable. She was stunned that the news media hadn't caught wind of this and sent in a team to investigate what was in the water to make so many hot men in one place.

Even Whitney was gaping and ogling.

"What kind of music is that?" Blaine said, twisting his lips into a sneer as a new song started over the stereo that was piped through the length and breadth of the bar.

"I think it's called metal!" Todd shouted over the loud guitar solo.

"I call it painful myself," Whitney said. "Did Nick really hang out here?"

Marguerite nodded. Nick had loved this place. He'd spent hours telling her about it and the odd people who called this place home. "He said they had the best andouille sausage in the world."

Copyright © 2005 by Sherrilyn Kenyon
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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2012

    #9's book

    Liked this book so much better than #8's book.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 22, 2011

    Maggy and Wren story

    like the story line. Its fun to see old characters from other books.too much sex scenes thouh.
    wren is an orphan tigard. half weretiger and half weresnow leporard. his only real friend is marvan the monkey. he always wears his hair in dread and covering his eyes. he hardly speaks to anyone or looks them in the eyes. Wren works as busboy at scantuary. marguerite is a daughter of senator and almost done with lawschool.
    Maggey and her study group go to the bar to remember missing member Nick.
    Maggey and Wren meet thier is a lot of drama and they have to go back in time to prove innocent of killing his parents. They have to deal with rich snobs. Wren's uncle tries to have him killed so they can have his money. wren and maggey have to deal with thier different lifestyles. Its a nice story.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 5, 2010

    Were-Hunter

    Sherrilyn Kenyon takes a break with the Dark-Hunters with Unleash the Night, a Were-Hunter novel. The central plot revolves around a hybird leopard and tiger Katagari named Wren. He is a quiet, mysterious recluse who works as a busboy at Sanctuary. As he gets involved with a human woman, Maggie, who happens to be a Senator's daughter, some of the Katagaria believe he's succumbing to madness and was the one responsible for his parents' death years ago. The matter is then turned over to the Omergion, the ruling council for the Weres, while Savitar serves as the impartial mediator. It basically becomes a witch hunt while Wren and Maggie try to find a way to prove his innocence.

    While there was no trace of Acheron besides his name being said in passing, I enjoyed this book a lot. It was a little bit more like a regular contemporary romance to me for a good part of it. Who can resist the classic story of the mysterious boy from the wrong side of the tracks and rich girl who feels trapped? The way Maggie was able to transform Wren was a lot of fun to read. From him fixing up his appearance to him just feeling human and belonging. It was all around a lovely romance.

    I think besides the intense relationship between Wren and Maggie, I thought the time traveling element in the second half was fantastic! It reminded me a little of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, LOL. The twists and reveals were clever enough to catch me off guard. I was not expecting some of the outcomes.

    Nick gives them a special gift, courtesy of Savitar, since both were friends of him in his other life. It's yet another tease but I'm glad that at least we got a glimpse of how he's doing.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 2, 2009

    Cinderella story

    A strange and twisted cinderella story with the guy as the cinderella.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 25, 2013

    A good read.

    Another great chapter in this series. I love the characters in this series and the way they interact - witty and amusing dialogue.

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  • Posted October 18, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    I must first off say that this book is my favorite book. Even th

    I must first off say that this book is my favorite book. Even though this is number 10 and there are
    plenty of other books out there, I must say this one takes the cake. 

    Wren is hated by family, feared by others, scared by woman. Snow Leopard and White Tiger and can
    take form at will he feels like he is an abomination that should never have been born. Works at
    Solitude just to have a place to stay but still can get into trouble just looking at someone. And that's
    how he met Maggie.

    Maggie is the daughter of a Senator and when she lays eyes on Wren, something inside her moves
    that has never moved before. She feels this connection to Wren and when she gets sucked into his
    world and feels that she has to stand up for him. Watching these two grow is something else.
    Really makes you feel for the underdog you know?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 9, 2013

    Wren and Maggie are just Perfect

    I enjoyed this installment of the DH series. Wren has been a character that I have seen from time to time in the other books that interested me. He was unique and interesting, and his book didn't disappoint. Maggie is exactly what Wren needed and their adventure was entertaining and never boring. The ending was perfect.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 8, 2013

    Not bad

    I would just get it free from library and read.

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  • Posted August 17, 2013

    <3 LOVE this series & Author :) 

    &lt;3 LOVE this series &amp; Author :) 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 27, 2013

    Good

    Great book on to the next

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 23, 2013

    Vmtuvn


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    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 31, 2013

    Must read

    Another great book from SK!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 27, 2013

    Cannot

    I cannot open the book right now so I cannot give a very good review.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 15, 2013

    Awesome!

    Nothing to say but "AWESOME!"

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2013

    must read for Kenyon fans

    great romance novel

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  • Posted February 7, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    ~Reviewed by ANN & posted at Under the Covers Book Blog I l

    ~Reviewed by ANN &amp; posted at Under the Covers Book Blog

    I love the way SK is able to integrate soooo many aspects into this one world. It makes it so much more appealing and interesting that it’s really hard to walk away from once you finish the book. ~ Under the Covers

    True to Sherrilyn Kenyon’s ways, we have another tortured hero who seems to have a heart of gold! Wren Tigarian is probably the most sweetest, gentlest soul of the bunch and there was something about him that made me want to curl up and hug him. As I read UNLEASH THE NIGHT, I became so attached to Wren that I felt that if anyone threatened him, I would definitely rip them a new one. He has become my baby.

    I won’t go into a ton of details about the plot but Wren is a Tigard and he’s been having trouble dealing with this other side of himself. Even as a powerful white tiger, he sees himself as an abomination so the romance he finds with Marguerite seems very new to him. He doesn’t see himself worthy to be with a Senator’s daughter. But Maggie holds on to him and I think it’s so sweet that she sees him in a bright light because it soon changes how Wren sees himself as well.

    The tone of this book felt a little different to me than the others. It almost feels like a Young Adult book with the way SK approaches the romance. It’s very unsure and tentative and it blooms quite fast and furious as first loves often do. Also playing into that part is the emphasis on the taunting and hassling by Maggie’s friends in the beginning which reminds me of the sort of thing you’d find in YA books. Maggie and Wren just seemed like two young hearts finding love for the first time and it was such a thrill to read it.

    Readers are introduced to Savitar as well and I find him sooo intriguing. He better get his own book! I’m dying to know more about him!

    There’s a time travel aspect to this book that makes this book really unique. There was a time there that confused me but overall, it definitely made this book a better one. I love the way SK is able to integrate soooo many aspects into this one world. It makes it so much more appealing and interesting that it’s really hard to walk away from once you finish the book.

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  • Posted October 29, 2012

    Love this series

    I am on book 8 of the dark-hunter series. So far I have loved ever book that I had read. Things happen that you don't expect them to.

    I would recommend thie series if this is the kind of book you like.

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  • Posted August 19, 2012

    This was my absolute FAVE of the entire series so far for me. De

    This was my absolute FAVE of the entire series so far for me. Definitely
    a must read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012

    Love this series

    A must read for anyone who loves Sherrilyn Kenyon books!

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  • Posted May 22, 2012

    Another Great Book!

    Another great book in the Dark-Hunter series. I was late coming to the party but thrilled to see how many are in the series. Can't wait to read them all!

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