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Upon the Midnight Clear (Dream-Hunter Series #2)
     

Upon the Midnight Clear (Dream-Hunter Series #2)

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by Sherrilyn Kenyon
 

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Ever think Scrooge had it right before the ghosts ruined his life? Meet Aidan O'Conner.
At one time he was a world-renowned celebrity who gave freely of himself and his money without wanting anything in return...until those around him took without asking. Now Aidan wants nothing of the world—or anyone who's a part of it.

When a

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Ever think Scrooge had it right before the ghosts ruined his life? Meet Aidan O'Conner.
At one time he was a world-renowned celebrity who gave freely of himself and his money without wanting anything in return...until those around him took without asking. Now Aidan wants nothing of the world—or anyone who's a part of it.

When a stranger appears at his doorstep, Aidan knows he's seen her before…in his dreams.
Born on Olympus as a goddess, Leta knows nothing of the human world. But a ruthless enemy has driven her from the world of dreams and into the home of the only man who can help her: Aidan. Her immortal powers are derived from human emotions—and his anger is just the fuel she needs to defend herself…

One cold winter's night will change their lives forever…
Trapped together in a brutal winter storm, Aidan and Leta must turn to the only power capable of saving them—or destroying them both: trust.

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“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

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781429967648
Publisher:
St. Martin's Press
Publication date:
10/30/2007
Series:
Dream-Hunter Series , #2
Sold by:
Macmillan
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
288
Sales rank:
54,350
File size:
293 KB

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Upon the Midnight Clear


By Sherrilyn Kenyon

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2007 Sherrilyn Kenyon
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4299-6764-8


CHAPTER 1

Leta was completely baffled by the human world as she stared into the mirrors around her that showed the daily events taking place in the realm of man. Her gaze chased from mirror to mirror as she tried to make sense of the flickering images of people from all over the world. She was beginning to suspect that she'd made a horrible mistake by putting herself in stasis while waiting for Dolor to stir. Everything had changed.

Everything.

There were complicated contraptions — machines — that she couldn't even begin to fathom. And the languages had changed so much ... She had to focus to understand the rapidly spoken words, which were riddled with colloquialisms and slang that flew past her understanding. Her head ached from the strain of it all.

"Give yourself time."

She turned to find her older brother M'Adoc behind her. For a creature whose emotions had been brutally taken from her, she felt her heart stirring at his approach. It was a muted joy that only reminded her of what real happiness had felt like. But phantom emotions were better than no emotions at all.

Tall and lithe like her, M'Adoc had black, wavy hair and eyes so pale a blue they were almost luminescent.

She held her hand out to him. "It's good to see you again, brother."

There was the subtlest of softening in his gaze as he took her hand and brought it to his lips.

Leta flinched as an unbidden and unexpected image of his being tortured went through her. Even after thousands of years, she could still hear his screams.

And her own.

As if he knew her thoughts, M'Adoc gathered her into his arms. He cupped her head in his hand and held her face against his shoulder. Leta gasped as he passed onto her the knowledge of the changed world and how it worked.

"You have set yourself a herculean task, little sister," he breathed against her hair. "You should have stayed with the rest of us and not isolated yourself."

"I couldn't." It had been too painful to see them all emotionless when she remembered the way they'd been before Zeus had punished them. The only emotion Zeus had left them with was pain, so that he could control and punish the gods of sleep, and that never-ending pain had eaten a hole inside her.

It was a cold world she'd been forced to live in and that as much as anything else was why she'd been just as content to sleep through eternity.

She stepped back from M'Adoc so that she could meet his gaze. "I have to stop him."

"He's not the only god of pain. Pain permeates everything in our world and that of man."

"I know. But he is ultimate suffering. It's not enough to make his victims cry. He destroys them, mind, body, and soul. You weren't there, brother ... you didn't see."

Still, he flinched as if he could in fact see her memories. "Everyone does what they feel they have to do. I respect you for your choices. Doesn't mean I agree with them." His gaze sharpened before he spoke again. "Dolor will kill you if he gets the chance."

She let one side of her mouth curl up into the semblance of a bitter smile. "Good. I relish the fight just as I will relish the feel of his heart in my fist as I crush the life out of him."

M'Adoc inclined his head to her. "Then I leave you to your plans for revenge ... except for one thing."

"That is?"

His eyes were haunting. "It's not the pain that's inflicted on us by others that destroys us. It's the pain we let inside our hearts that does that. Don't let the human's anger become yours. It can drive you mad if you do." And with those sage words spoken, he vanished.

Leta drew a deep breath as she considered what he'd said. She knew he was right. But knowing something and doing it were often two entirely different things. She needed Aidan's anger. She wanted it.

Closing her eyes, she focused on the target.

Aidan.

He was asleep in his bed, dreaming that he was lost in a thundering storm. The rain slashed painfully against his skin as he trudged along. His breathing was ragged, his handsome face contorted by rage.

Leta was baffled by his actions. By his will to carry on even as lightning struck the ground, barely missing him. The static from the blasts caused his hair to rise and fan out around his steely features. It was a feral determination that carried him onward. And before she even realized what she'd done, she'd stepped through the portal and entered the dream beside him.

He froze in place as he became aware of her. The cold rain pelted her flesh, plastering her hair against her body as she watched him curiously. In this state, all of his emotions were laid bare to her. She could feel every ounce of his rage, his betrayal.

His unsated need for revenge.

It was so close to her own feelings that it fed her powers and brought her emotions back with a clarity so crisp, it stung.

He uncoiled his arms from around his chest as he stared at her with those icy, probing eyes. "Who are you?"

"A friend," she whispered, catching a chill from the wind that started blowing against them.

He laughed bitterly. "I have no friends. I don't want any."

"Then I'm here to help you."

He snorted in derision. "Help me do what? Freeze? Or is your plan to hold me still in this storm to make sure the lightning kills me?"

Leta snapped her fingers and the rain instantly stopped. The clouds roiled above as they parted to show the sun. The rays illuminated the bleak landscape and painted it in bright greens and yellows.

Aidan wasn't fazed. "Neat trick."

He was a hard man to impress and his jaded causticity made her wonder what had happened to him to cause it. She dried their clothes and hair. "Why did you summon the rain?"

"I didn't summon shit," he growled. "I was minding my own business when it came down on me. All I was trying to do was get through it."

"And now that it's gone?"

He looked up at the clear blue sky above them. "It'll be back. It always comes back and it hits you when you least expect it."

She knew he wasn't just talking about the weather. "You should find shelter."

He scoffed at her. "There isn't any. The storm tears it down and leaves you naked in the hurricane, so why bother?"

And she'd stupidly thought she was bitter. Then again, outside the dream world, she could only feel a twinge of what she felt now. Even so hers was nothing in comparison to his. His bitterness ran so deep, it scalded her tongue with the taste of it.

But beneath that hostility she sensed a raw vulnerability in him. Something about him that had been crushed and yet was still struggling to survive even though he didn't want it to. It reached out to her own grieving heart and made her want to touch him.

Without a second thought, she took a step forward to lay her hand to his cheek.

He hissed at her like a cat before he moved away. "Don't touch me."

"Why not?"

"I don't want your lying kindness. Sure, you'll smile and be so sweet to me that I'll trust you, but the minute I don't give you everything you want the instant you demand it, you'll turn on me and try to crush me. You're just like everyone else in the world. No one matters but you."

And with that, he turned and walked away.

Leta crossed her arms over her chest as she watched him put distance between them.

Oh yeah, she had enough bitter emotions here to more than defeat Dolor. Little did the god know that his current victim was going to be his downfall. Aidan might seem insignificant to the god, but his determination and spirit would be the fuel she needed to avenge them both.

And just like Dolor, she wouldn't show any clemency or weakness. Nothing was going to stop her from destroying him. For once Dolor was going to know exactly what it was like to have someone come for him and leave him quivering on the ground, begging for a mercy that would never come.

She couldn't wait ...

CHAPTER 2

It was just another frigid day in hell as far as Aidan O'Conner was concerned. Nothing ever changed and he liked it that way.

At least that was what he was hoping for until his cell phone started ringing. Picking it up from his breakfast counter, he looked at the ID. He started not to answer it, but it was his agent, Mori, and if he didn't answer Mori would worry him like a neurotic puppy with a urinary tract infection needing to go piss in the snow.

Definitely not what he needed in his life or, more importantly, in his current mood.

Aidan flipped the phone open with his chin as he simultaneously turned down his stereo, which was playing his Bauhaus CD. "Hi, Mori."

"Oh, Aidan, there you are. I've been worried about you."

Yeah, right. The only thing Mori ever worried about was where his next check was coming from. The bastard was just like everyone else Aidan had ever known. Greedy, self-serving, narcissistic, and wanting a piece of Aidan's flesh.

Just the sound of his whiny voice telling Aidan what to do made him all warm and toasty inside.

"I have another offer for you, A. They're up to thirty-five million dollars plus a significant share of the profits, and believe me, with the costars in this movie there will be enough profits to make even a Scrooge like you smile."

Aidan remembered a time when he would have choked and died at such an offer. A time when that kind of money had seemed like an unimaginable dream.

And like all his dreams, that one too had been brutally shattered.

"I told you I'm not interested."

Mori scoffed. "Of course you're interested."

"No, Mori, I'm not."

"Oh, come on, you can't keep hiding out on top of your little mountain. Sooner or later you have to come back to the real world. And this will be the perfect comeback. Think of how much money you'd be throwing away if you say no."

Aidan flipped the CD to the song "Crowds" and let it remind him of why he had no interest in going back to Hollywood ... or anywhere outside of Knob Creek, Tennessee, for that matter. He didn't like people and he hated the thought of ever doing another movie. "Thanks, but no thanks. With a hundred million dollars in my bank accounts, I don't ever have to come back to reality again."

Mori made a deep sound of disgust in the back of his throat. "Damn it to hell, Aidan. You've been gone from the scene so long you're lucky anyone is wanting you at any price. Even the tabloids have forgotten you at this point."

"Really?" he said, glancing down at the stack on his coffee table that he'd picked up a week ago when he'd been in the supermarket. His face was plastered all over them. "Funny, but I seem to be the talk of the tabloids. They're speculating on everything from whether I had a disfiguring car wreck to being kidnapped by aliens or an insane fan, to my favorite of all — which claims I'm having a sex change operation at a Swedish clinic. I particularly like the Photoshopped picture of me in a dress. At least I look better than Klinger, huh? But in all honesty, I'd like to think I'd look more like Alexis Mead from Ugly Betty than this hairy yeti they have me pictured as."

Mori cursed again. "You're really not playing with me, are you? This isn't a stunt to get more money from the studio. You really are serious about retiring."

"Yeah, Mori. I'm through. I just want to go back to being a plain, normal guy that no one knows."

Mori snorted. "It's too late for that. There's not a person in the world over the age of two days who doesn't know the name and face of Aidan O'Conner. Christ, you were on more magazine covers than the president."

And that was why he had no intention of leaving his mountain top except for food, beer, and maybe once a year to get laid ... then again, given all he'd been through, he might consider using blow-up dolls instead — some of the ones he'd found online were getting seriously high tech. "You're not helping your case. Besides, I thought they'd all forgotten me."

Even over the phone, he could hear Mori blustering in his office. "You know better. I don't get you, man, I really don't. You could own the world if you wanted to. It's yours for the taking."

As if Aidan cared about that ... What good was owning the world when he'd have no choice except to defend himself against every person in it? Personally, he'd rather be a beggar with one true friend than a prince surrounded by two-faced assassins.

"I'm hanging up now, Mor. Talk to you later." Aidan clicked the phone off and tossed it back to the counter where it landed on another photo of him in a bad wig and a dress. God, he remembered when a lie like that would have sent him off on a rage that would have lasted for days.

But that was before the betrayal that had cut so deep it had destroyed every sensitive nerve in his body. Unlike the firestorm he'd been through, these attacks weren't personal and they weren't directed at him by people he'd once called family. These attacks were all highly laughable.

He flicked the lid off his beer and held it up to the photos of his "family" that he kept on his mantel next to his five Oscars. "Fuck you all very much," he said snidely.

But in the end, he knew the truth. He was the only one who'd been royally screwed. He'd put his trust in all the wrong people and now he was left alone to deal with the devastation they'd foisted on him — because he'd dared to love them more than he'd loved himself.

Life was nothing if not pain and he was the king of it.

Two years ago, he'd lived and died for those assholes on the mantel. Had given freely to them, hand over fist, wanting them to have a better life than the hell he'd known growing up.

And even though he'd given all but his life to them, it hadn't been enough. They'd been deceitful and selfish. Unsatisfied with his extravagant gifts, they'd begun taking, and when he'd dared to question them about their theft, they'd gone after the only thing he'd had left.

His reputation and livelihood.

Yeah, people were sick and he was tired of the Judases around him. His days of being used by others for what they could suck out of him were over.

He wanted nothing more of this world or those who were in it.

His gaze slid to the shotgun that he kept in the corner of his cabin for snakes and bears. Sixteen months ago, he'd loaded that gun, intending to kill himself and end his pain for real. The only thing that had kept him here was the fact that he wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing they'd weakened him to that point.

No, he was stronger than that. He'd come into this world alone and alone he would stand and defend himself until the day God above saw fit to take him from it. He'd be damned if some two-bit backwoods trash would get the better of him. He hadn't clawed his way out of poverty and built up his life to where it was, to give it all up because of some backstabbing bastards.

He hadn't started this fight, but he was the one who'd ended it.

"The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool." Aidan flinched as he remembered the quote from his favorite Stephen King novel. They'd certainly proven that to be true. And no one had been more innocent than he in all this. Because of them, his gullibility had been slaughtered on the altar of treachery.

But no more. Now there was nothing left except a man so strong he would never again allow anyone that close to him. He'd banished all trust. Banished all tenderness. He now gave to the world what it had given to him.

Anger, hatred, and venom. And that was why he kept their smiling faces on the mantel. It was to remind him how two-faced everyone was.

Aidan paused as he heard a slight banging. It sounded like someone at his door ...

No. It wasn't possible. He was too far out and away from everything. No one ever came up the isolated dirt road that led to his log cabin. Cocking his head, he listened again, but the sound seemed to vanish.

He snorted. "Yeah, great, now I'm hearing things."

Aidan took a step, then heard the banging again.

Maybe something had come loose. He reversed course and headed back toward his great room.

"Hello?"

He cursed at the muffled feminine voice. Damn it. The last thing he wanted on his mountain was a woman. Growling, he snatched open the door to find a white, bundled form on his porch step. "Get off my property."

"P-p-please. I'm freezing and my car broke down. I need to call for help."

"Then use your cell phone." He slammed the door in her face.

"I can't get a signal up here." Her voice was faint and the softness of it cut through him.

Don't you dare feel sorry for her, putz. No one takes pity on you. Give only what you're given. Hatred. Contempt. He glanced to the pictures on his mantel.


(Continues...)

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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.


New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon is a regular in the #1 spot. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre in which she writes, including manga and graphic novels. More than 70 million copies of her books are in print in more than one hundred countries. Her current series include The Dark-Hunters, The League, Deadman's Cross, Chronicles of Nick, Hellchasers, Mikrochasers, and The Lords of Avalon. Her Chronicles of Nick and Dark-Hunter series are soon to be major motion pictures.

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Upon the Midnight Clear (Dream-Hunter Series #2) 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 318 reviews.
3monstersmom More than 1 year ago
Wow, what can I say about this one? It was just..bad. I actually had to struggle to read it. In fact, I would of put it down and walked away if I wasn't so worried that events in this book would have references in future books. Maybe I have just been spoiled by all the other wonderful books Sherrilyn Kenyon has written. This was definitely not in the same quality as those. I could not get into the characters or the story line, the female lead (Leta) was just to..blah, and don't even get me started on the male lead (Adrian). As I was reading, all I could think about was how I hopped his narrative would switch to anyone else's point of view. ANYONES. Adrian came across just so annoying and aggravating. Besides the lack of interesting characters, what was up with all the pop culture references. Granted, I fully understand that the Adrian character was a huge movie star, but really. It was awkward for me to read, it felt like commercial plugs in the middle of the book, strange. The best part of this book was not even related to the story, but occurred at the end as an added on present to the fans, about the Christmas celebrations of previous stories characters. If your like me and will read every book in the series just so you don't miss out on anything, go for it, but be prepared for a disappointment. However, if you are casually picking your way here and there through the series or just interested in picking this story up randomly - save your money for one of Kenyon's other books.
daisy88IL More than 1 year ago
I must be missing something. it is probably one of the worst books i have ever read. boring.... that's why the low rating. and it is a very short book with larger letters. i paid 7.99 on the internet for it. not good..if i had gone to the store i would not have bought it knowing it was so short and expensive. i really really do like Sherrilyn, however, this book was way off...i have read other books of hers and loved every one of them...
vampwannabe More than 1 year ago
But it was a quick and good read. Seemed rushed and weak at times. I do like the Dream Hunter series--the first one was really good. This one left me a bit disappointed and it was over before it really started. I recommend it, but don't expect a super duper story.
MissJ More than 1 year ago
NOT REALLY WHAT I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE. BEING THAT I READ DREAM CHASER FIRST, I WAS NOT AT ALL PLEASED AT THIS SHORT AND BORING STORY THAT HAS NONE OF THE DARK HUNTERS IN IT LIKE DREAM CHASER DID. THIS BOOK CAN BE SKIPPED FOR THE MOST PART. THE ONLY THING I LIKED ABOUT THE BOOK WAS THE COVER BUT OTHER THAN THAT IT WAS A WASTE OF MY TIME AND I DONT USUALLY SAY THAT ABOUT BOOKS THAT I HAVE READ BUT THIS ONE WAS A WASTE OF MY TIME I WOULD SAY MONEY TO BUT I RETURNED THE BOOK (SOMETHING I NEVER DO) THE ONLY REASON ILL BUY IT AGAIN WILL BE JUST SO I WILL HAVE THE WHOLE SERIES BEING THAT I LIKE TO HAVE THINGS IN ORDER. BUT I DONT SEE IT HAPPENING ANYTIME SOON. THIS BOOK WAS A HUGE LET DOWN. BUT I AM STILL A SK FAN AND I DONT DOUGHT HER WRITING BECAUSE OF ONE OR TWO BOOK BECAUSE AFTER WRITING AROUND 13 TO 15 BOOKS YOU ARE ENTITLED TO MAKE A FEW MISTAKES AND ONE OR TWO BAD BOOKS.........THIS ONE BEING ONE OF THEM. THE CHARACTERS HAVE NO DEVELOPMENT ALL U KNOW IS THE WOMAN IS A DREAM GODDESS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT AND THE MAN IS THIS HOT ACTOR WHO HATES EVERYONE WITH A BROTHER WHO IS TRYIN TO KILL HIM. AND THAT BASICALLY THE STORY. NOT TO MENTION IT IS A VERY SHORT BOOK IN LARGE PRINT......EVEN WITH THAT SAUD I KNOW SK WILL WRITE BETTER BOOKS FROM HER MISTAKES AND I HAVE FAITH IN HER. LIKE I SAID YOU SHOULDNT GIVE UP ON A WRITER BECAUSE THEY WROTE ONE BAD BOOK. ITS EXTREMELY HARD TO BE AN AUTHOR LET ALONE BE A CREATOR OF AN ENTIRELY NEW SERIES AND SHE HAS TO ETABLISH HER LIMITS AND EVERYTHING ELSE....SHE IS STILL A GREAT WRITIER AND I RECOMMEND ALL HER OTHER BOOKS...ESPICALLY DEVIL MAY CAR, DANCE WITH THE DEVIL, DARK SIDE OF THE MOON, FANTASY LOVER, NIGHT EMBRACE, AND ASH'S STORY.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have read all of Kenyons Dark Hunter books so far, and this is the only one that I didn't like at all. All Aidan did was whine through the entire book about how bad people had treated him. (Wonder how he would have felt with Zareks background.) He was so pathetic that I ended up just skipping through a lot of the book just so I could get the story and move on to something else. Sherrilyn, PLEASE don't bring this guy back for 'guest appearences' in future books! Can't wait for Acheron! And I would love for Urian to have a new story.It's time for him to have someone help him feel better. That guy's had a rough time of it, but he's not wallowing in self pity like Aidan. Jeez luise!! Get rid of this guy!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is the first book I have read by this author and it was okay. I bought it for five dollars and I am glad I didn't pay anymore for it. Nothing really made it stand out.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love and collect Ms. Kenyon's Dark Hunter series. I don't think I will buy the Dream Hunter series. It wasn't a book that held my interest to want to read it again. I didn't think this novel had much of a plot. It all happens too quickly. There was no mystery to the characters plights and they spent the book jumping between worlds too much to really have any substance to them. Aiden's quick change of attitude and acceptance of Leta didn't seem like something a man so bitter on life would do. It seems he would have been even more leary of Leta's motives. I would check this out of the library instead of buying it.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love Kenyons Dark-Hunter books. I think that it is one of the best paranormal romance series there is but these Dream-Hunter novels go from bad to worse. I am sorry but this novel has no plot content. It all seems to happen in the timespan of one day. It all happens to quickly. It seems like it was meant to be a short story instead of a novel and the big print left me questioning about this. Aiden and Leta fall in love without any real reason, there is no connection there. And Aiden's suffering... i just do not get it. How can hate and jealousy of family members drive you to become a hard cold hearted recluse. You would think that Aiden would have been able to deal with it. I was just not very happy with this novel it was a waste of my money. I know it is harsh to say this but Kenyon needs to pick up the slack because I am not happy with the Dream Hunter novels and I am not the only on who thinks this. I just hope her next Dark Hunter novel is as great as all the others.
loverofromance More than 1 year ago
Aiden O Conner, became a famous actor, and is very talented, but was betrayed by everyone he knew, he has no friends and his brother is the worst. When his brother makes a deal with a god, to take him out, his life is in grave danger and there is only one person that can save him. Leta. Leta, knows the danger of her one enemy, and this enemy is after Aiden. A human man who has only known betrayal and injustice and pain. He doesn’t trust anyone, and lives like a “Scrooge” up in the mountains, away from civilization. Leta and Aiden become close despite how Aiden tries to keep pushing her away. This was such a fun short story, that added something different. What was most heartbreaking was Aiden and how he has been treated by everyone he knows, and his brother is just horrid. But Leta is such a wonderful heroine, kind and patient, she handles Aiden perfectly, and I love the way these two come together in the end and fight a god. Great courage and passion is written on each page, and this was a sexy and unique romantic interlude that is perfect for any time of year. It also reminds us the importance of loyalty to those we care about, and that jealousy can destroy us at times….it was an important reminder to me even, to keep close watch on my emotions and not let pride get in the way of the relationships I form. I adore how this author writes her stories, and I have found each story I read from her unique and teaches about human nature and makes us really think about what is really important in life.
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Another wonderful addition to the series, I just wish it was longer!
Tjb8946 More than 1 year ago
If you are a Kenyon fan this series is for you. Enjoy
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Dollie1 More than 1 year ago
I love this series!
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Good but short
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really wanted to like this book, but it was so slow. I never felt a closness to the main charaters in this book. I also felt that their was little To no charater growth.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I got 131 pages should have 288 pages.This book is boring Loved the dark hunters.
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ereadwithme More than 1 year ago
A morality tale. 4.25stars This novella from the dream hunter portion of the Dark Hunter universe was basically a morality tale to me. It was well done and not preachy but a morality tale nonetheless. What happens when you’re consumed by or a victim of extreme jealousy. I liked it better than the other Dream Hunter installments so maybe this piece will be a turning point for them.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Her books are fun to read. I have all the Dark = Were = and Dream-Hunters Books and enjoy them over and over