He Fell For Her
Nicole St. James was a nice woman. An innocent, pretty, twenty-something schoolteacher with her life ahead of her. But as the angel of death, it's Keenan's job to take that life away. So when a vampire attacks Nicole, Keenan is not supposed to snap and take out the vampire instead. It cost him his wings--but she's worth it.
Except when Keenan catches up to his pretty schoolteacher, she's not so innocent anymore. Hot red lipstick, tight black shorts and long white fangs--she's ready to kick the asses of anyone who helped turn her into a damn bloodsucker. Unless that ass is unusually shapely and attached to a certain fallen angel. Even with all of heaven and half of hell after them, someone will have to teach Keenan about the fun kinds of sin…
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Angel of Darkness
By CYNTHIA EDEN
KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.Copyright © 2011 Cindy Roussos
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Six months later ...
When the woman with the midnight-black hair and dark red lips strolled into the cantina, he knew his hunt was finally at an end.
Keenan lifted the tequila to his lips, barely feeling the fire of the liquid as he tossed it down his throat. It had been a long hunt, but after all this time, he'd found her.
Nicole St. James.
The only charge who'd ever escaped him. The woman that, sure as the devil, had changed his life. The rage began to heat his blood because it shouldn't have been like this. Not for him. Not for her.
He slammed the glass down on the countertop. She hadn't even glanced his way. She'd just sauntered to the old, scarred tables in the back. What was she doing?
Nicole St. James was a schoolteacher. She was a woman who wore long skirts and loose, gauzy tops. She wasn't a woman who wore torn and faded blue jeans, jeans so tight they hugged her thighs and hips, and she didn't wear tops like that — tops that barely covered her breasts and left her midriff bare.
Too much flesh.
He yanked his gaze back up. Did she even realize how much danger surrounded her? And why was the woman in Mexico? She should have been home in New Orleans, enjoying the life he'd given her.
The one he'd sacrificed so much to make certain she had.
But no, she was leaning over some man and skimming her fingers down the guy's tanned neck as she whispered to him.
The man rose, laughing, and turned away from his friends. Someone called out, "Mamacita!" as Nicole and the man disappeared through the small back door.
Keenan's shoulders straightened as he rose from this chair. Okay, so he'd expected ... more. The woman hadn't even glanced his way. Not once. She'd found her stud, taken his hand, and led the guy right outside.
Eyes narrowing, Keenan stalked after them. The man could find another lover. He had plans for Nicole St. James.
He didn't bother going out softly. Keenan wanted them to know he was coming. He shoved his palm against the door and the wood splintered beneath his touch.
Then he was outside. The night air, thick with humidity and musky with the scent of wild animals, hit him. One more step forward and Keenan caught the soft whispers in the air.
A woman's husky voice.
A man's hungry mutters.
The heat inside of Keenan flared hotter.
He turned the corner, and he could see them half-hidden in the shadows. Kissing. Nicole's hands were all over the man. She was up on her toes, and her head lowered as she began to kiss her way down the man's neck.
Keenan crossed his arms over his chest. He cleared his throat. "Uh ... sorry to interrupt." No, not sorry at all.
Nicole glanced back at him. Same deep green eyes. But there was no surprise in her stare. So she'd known he was there? Well, it was pretty hard to disguise the smash and splinter of wood.
But Romeo must have been too far gone to hear because he whirled in surprise with his beady eyes narrowed. The guy's shoulders blocked Keenan's view of Nicole. The guy snarled, "Vete a la chingada!"
Right. Been there. He didn't exactly plan to be taking another trip to hell. "You need to leave."
The guy blinked.
"I want her." Keenan's voice rumbled too much when he spoke, but fury churned inside of him, demanding release.
So he was having trouble controlling his emotions. Getting slapped with all these feelings hadn't really been part of his game plan.
"Too bad," the guy snapped, his English tipped with his Mexican accent. "She's busy tonight."
Her fingers curved over the would-be-lover's shoulders. "Let's get out of here."
Keenan shook his head. "No, Nicole, you're not going anywhere."
Then, slowly, her fingers unfurled from the man. She shifted her stance, took a step forward, and Keenan stared right into those green eyes — eyes that had haunted him for so many nights.
"How do you know my name?" She whispered.
He smiled. "You'd be surprised at the things I know about you."
"I'll take care of this cabron!" Romeo promised.
Cabron. Bastard. Keenan lifted a brow at the guy. "You should leave now." Nicole didn't glance at Romeo. Her stare stayed focused on Keenan. "Really fast. Leave."
"What? No, we're —"
Her head turned toward the man. "Leave."
His eyelids flickered. "Puta."
"Yeah, great, call me whatever you want, but just go." Her hand came up and pressed against the guy's chest. He stumbled back about five feet. "Go."
"How did you —" Romeo's eyes widened and then he turned and ran back into the bar.
Nicole shoved her hair back over her shoulder. Then she braced her legs apart and kept her arms loose at her sides.
Interesting. When had the little schoolteacher learned to prepare for an attack?
"Who are you?" She asked him, her face showing no hint of fear.
"I'm someone who's been looking for you." True enough. "For a very long time."
She gave a little shrug. "And here it is, your lucky night. Looks like you found me."
No, he hadn't found the woman he'd expected.
"So what are you going to do now?" She murmured as she walked closer to him. The moonlight spilled onto her face. His eyes narrowed. Her face was a little thinner. Her cheekbones were more defined. Her eyes were still as wide and dark, but her lips appeared redder and plumper than before. The woman was still beautiful, no doubt, but ... a darkness seemed to cling to her.
Her body was as slender as he remembered. Her breasts still round and firm and her hips — no. He shouldn't be noticing that. Her body didn't matter.
"Like what you see?" She whispered, and her slow drawling voice sounded like ...
He backed up a step.
One black brow lifted. "Now, surely, you aren't afraid of me."
"I fear nothing." After what he'd seen, what he'd done, there was simply nothing left to stir fear in his heart.
"Good for you," she muttered and the words didn't seem sexy. More ... annoyed then. But then she blinked and the heavy-lidded mask came back. "Tell me how you know my name."
She was almost close enough to touch right now, but he wouldn't touch her. No, he never touched. Touching was far too dangerous.
You didn't touch unless you were ready to kill. He wasn't ready ... yet.
"I've known your name for a long time." No sense lying. Besides, lies weren't possible for his kind. "Ever since you were put on my list."
He heard the hard inhale of her breath.
"L-list?" Now there was fear flickering in her eyes. Her voice hardened as she said, "You're one of them."
"Them?" Curiosity stirred within him.
"A hunter." Her bow lips tightened in distaste when she spoke the term.
But she was right. Now he was a hunter and she was his prey.
"I haven't done anything wrong! I haven't killed anyone — not since —" She broke off and tears filled her gaze. "I thought if I didn't hurt anyone else, you were just supposed to leave me alone."
He could only stare back at her. "Leaving you on your own isn't an option for me."
Her chin snapped up. "I won't make this easy for you."
"No, I didn't expect you would." Nothing had been easy with her.
"I'm not going to be the weak target you think." Her hands were fisted at her sides. "You want to take me in, then come and try."
He blinked at that. "I —"
"You're not takin' her! Get the gringo!" The shout had Keenan tensing. He glanced back and saw that Romeo was back, and he'd brought friends. The drunks from inside — only they didn't look so drunk now. No, they looked furious and very, very determined.
They were also armed with knives and guns. What? Why? Because one of them had lost a potential lover for the night?
"We're taking her. Not you," Romeo threw out as he and his men strode forward. "We didn't wait this long to find her just to have some gringo get in our way."
Nicole hurriedly backed up.
The men brushed past Keenan, barely seeming to notice him.
"I know what you are," Romeo called to Nicole. "A monster like you ..." He spat on the ground. "Killed my mother."
Nicole wasn't a monster. She was just a woman.
"Your kind thinks you're so safe ... so much better than the rest of us ..." This came from an older man with graying black hair and cold brown eyes. "Think again, señorita." His long fingernails looked almost clawlike.
"I-I don't ... I don't want to hurt you." Nicole retreated a few more feet. A fence stood behind her. An old wooden fence that had to be at least six feet tall. Trapped.
Keenan watched — and waited. The men weren't even glancing at him now as they closed in on Nicole. Six men against one woman. Were those fair odds?
I had to just stand back before. For so many years. Just stand and watch.
He was done with watching.
"You don't want to hurt me?" Romeo repeated. "Then what the hell were you planning to do to me tonight, puta? I know damn well what you were —"
She shook her head. "I had to — I didn't mean —"
And it must have been a trick of the light, because her green eyes seemed to darken with her fear.
Then she spun around and leapt over the fence.
Leapt over that six-foot-high fence in one bound.
"Get her!" The old man screamed.
"Don't even think of touching her," Keenan said, his voice quiet, but cutting through the guy's scream like a knife. He could hear the thud of Nicole's footsteps as she fled — she was rushing away far faster than a human could run.
But Nicole was human.
No, she had been human.
The men paused, for just a moment, then they sprang for the fence.
"I said," Keenan growled, the fury breaking through his control because he still hadn't fully mastered the whole control concept, "don't even think of —"
The old guy lifted his gun and pointed it at Keenan's chest. "This fight ain't yours."
Romeo made it over the fence. Two others were right on his heels.
Keenan stepped toward the gun. "Yes. It is."
"She would've killed you tonight." The gun barrel trembled in the old man's hands. "You're lucky, we saved you —"
Keenan grabbed the gun in a move too fast for the human's eyes to track. He slammed the butt of the weapon into the man's head and heard the thud of impact even as the guy fell to the ground. And as the man fell, Keenan turned fast and fired the gun — once, twice — and took down the men still in the back alley.
He didn't kill them. He just gave them something painful to remember him by. "Go after her again," he promised, "and the bullets will be in your hearts."
They didn't answer because they were too busy groaning in pain and writhing on the ground. Keenan stared at them a moment longer as he memorized their faces. He always kept his promises.
He turned, holding the gun close, and jumped right over the fence. He followed the sound of the screams and the scent of the blood as he tracked his prey once more.
Nicole wasn't getting away from him, and those bastards after her would learn that when an angel spoke — they damn well better listen.
Even if that angel had fallen.
Outrunning humans wasn't normally hard. But when the humans in question had baited a trap and you'd walked right into it because you were so freaking thirsty — well, then things became considerably more difficult.
Nicole's knees barely buckled as she cleared the fence, and, seconds later, she started streaking across the empty lot as she rushed for the darkness on the other side.
Then the growl reached her. A deep rumble of sound — a truck's engine. The truck's headlights flashed on, coming right out of that waiting darkness, and she realized just how good the trap truly was for her.
They'd known she'd come to the bar. They'd known she'd be hungry. They'd known she'd take a man outside for her drink.
Then all they'd had to do was make certain her escape path was cut off.
The truck roared toward her, tossing up dust and dirt in its wake as it aimed right for her.
Nicole lunged to the left. A gunshot fired behind her and she felt the close rush of the bullet as it whipped by her arm. Dammit, why couldn't they let her go?
The truck swerved and followed right behind her. She was fast, but not faster than a truck.
The bumper hit her and she went down. Nicole slammed into the dirt, but she rolled quickly so those wheels didn't plow right over her.
Dirt filled her lungs. Blood poured from the gashes in her arms. And the thirst grew. I went too long between feedings. Shouldn't have waited.
But she hated to drink blood. It reminded her too much of what she was. Monster.
And when she drank, the dark temptation to take and take welled within her.
A truck door squeaked open. "We hit her!" Not a Mexican accent this time. She recognized Texas when she heard it.
The other door groaned open. "Keep yer gun on her. It'll take more than a smack from my Chevy to put one like her down."
Yes, it would, but Nicole kept her eyes closed and kept her breathing light. The men eased closer. She could smell their sweat and their fear.
Other footsteps pounded in the distance — her would-be victim and his buddies must be coming in.
Then she heard the thunder of a gunshot. One. Two. But she didn't flinch at the blasts. If they wanted to shoot at each other, fine with her. Infighting meant fewer guys for her to fight off later.
The ground vibrated with the footsteps of her hunters. She waited, held steady, waited and —
The first man nudged her with his boot. No, not a nudge. The jerk kicked her with his boot. She turned, moving fast in an instant, and caught his legs. Twisting hard, she broke his right leg, then his left. He was screaming before he hit the ground.
And she was up. Nicole slammed her fist into the other attacker's face. Bones crunched. Blood spurted, and oh, she would have taken a drink. Fitting punishment for them running her down like a wild dog, but ...
But she needed to get the hell out of there.
More bullets were flying, but they weren't even coming near her. Someone must have real crappy aim. She darted around the truck and ran for the shrouding darkness once more. There'd better not be another truck waiting there.
Nicole risked one quick glance over shoulder, and when she did, shock had her tripping.
Only one man followed her now. What had happened to the others? She'd counted at least six before she'd run like the devil was chasing her.
Been there, done that.
The man striding so calmly across that barren field had a gun in his hand. But as she looked at him, he tossed the gun onto the ground. Wait, wait, that wasn't the guy she'd intended to steal a few sips from in that dark lot. That was ... him. The stranger with the voice like thunder's rumble. Deep and dark and, oh, damn, she was in trouble.
Nicole made it into the darkness in the tattered remains of the woods. She pushed inside the trees, still hurrying. She'd scouted this area earlier. There was a turn up ahead that would lead her back to old sedan she'd parked and —
Nicole swallowed and kept moving. Her mantra these days was just keep moving. That was the way she'd been living her life. One wild step at a time.
As she broke from the woods, she saw her sedan waiting. Lucky for her, that beaten-up gray shell still managed to drive. Her breath expelled in a hard whoosh as she sprinted forward. She'd head to the next town. There was just enough time to get there before dawn. She'd drive over and find more prey.
Going without blood wasn't a possibility that night. She couldn't afford to be pushed to the edge. Not with the hunters after her.
A shiver worked over her at his voice. Don't look back. She wrenched open the car door and jumped inside. Her hands were shaking when she shoved the key into the ignition. Hurry.
She slammed the car into reverse, spun it around and —
Her headlights burned right on the man standing in the middle of the road.
Tall. Muscled. Dressed all in black, he should have looked like a devil. He didn't. He looked like the best sin she'd ever seen.
And that fact terrified her. Because, until six months ago, Nicole had never sinned. Now she couldn't seem to stop, no matter how hard she tried.
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Angels and a Vampire! Wow! loved it! throw in a few shifters,made for some good reading!
You have to love anything by Cynthia Eden. She give us a really great spin on angels. I loved Keenan and wanted to hear more about his. I also felt so sorry for Nicole St James. She had gone through so much. This is a great start to a new series that I can't wait to read the next one.
I love Cynthia Eden's books...She is a talented writer and has a wonderful imagination. Her characters are colorful and exciting. It's hard to put her books down once you've started!
I am a fan of Cynthia Eden and this was another awesome story! I highly recommend this to all paranormal romance readers!
4 stars! Cynthia Eden does it again. She writes amazing stories and this is yet another example of pure heavenly magic. Never thought angel wings could be so sexy untill this book:) 218 p
As Keenan waits in the alley for Nicole St. James to come, he knows that she will die and he will be the one that brings her death. Keenan is an Angel of Death and his job is when Nicole is just at the point of death to touch her, killing her and freeing her soul. As he waits and watches she is attacked by a vampire. He is surprised by how hard she fights back including slashing the vampires throat with some glass she found in the alley. He listens to her cries for help but he has his orders, she dies. When the moment comes he is unable to do it but instead touch's the vampire, killing him. For disobeying his orders he is brought before Azrael, THE Angel of Death and is cast out falling and having his wings burned off. When he finds Nicole again, she is now a vampire from the blood of the vampire that attacked her mixing in through an open wound. The story goes on the tell the adventures of Keenan and Nicole as he try to keep her alive from all the people that wants to see her dead including Azrael.This book was hard to rate because I didn't know if I should give it 2 stars for failing to flesh out the characters allowing the reader to find out more about them and 4 stars for writing an good read so I settled on 3 stars. So is this a great book, no but it is an enjoyable read that could have been great.
Angel of Darkness is the first book in Cynthia Eden's new series, The Fallen. It introduces you to new characters, but inside of the same world from her previous books. Somehow they all connect. Keenan is the Angel of Death. He collects souls and has been doing it for thousands of years. Never once has he had any problems or has he gotten attached to any of the souls on his list. That is until he meets Nicole. Who, for whatever reason, brings everything inside of him to life and he can't help but feel when she's around. This is all very new to Keenan. He has never known what it's like to have emotions. Things quickly get out of hand and Keenan becomes one of The Fallen. Even with everything that has happened to Keenan, he still can¿t help his feelings for Nicole. He searches for her for six months and when he finally finds Nicole, the story just gets even crazier from there. You don¿t know who the good guy is and who the bad guy is. If you are familiar with Eden¿s books, then you know what type of rollercoaster ride she can take you on.Angel of Darkness is a great start to another great series. I don¿t doubt the following books in this series will be amazing! I was hooked from page one to the very end. I love Eden¿s books and love how lost I can get inside of her worlds. She is a great writer with one wild imagination. I recommend Angel of Darkness and any book she has ever written. I promise you won¿t be disappointed!5 out of 5 Stars!
Reviewed by Terri NReview copy provided by BravaI love Cynthia Eden¿s books. I¿ve read a good many of them and have become a big fan. However, this book wasn¿t one of my favorites. Keenan and Nicole were easy to like characters. You can¿t help but feel for him at the very start of the book. His dilemma of duty verses love pulled at my heart right away. I liked the fact that no matter what happened as the book progressed he never wavered in knowing he¿d made the right choice. Nicole, the reluctant vampire, had her own inner demons to slay. She was glad she didn¿t die in that alley but at the same time she hated what she had to become in order to live. In the end she embraced the fact that now she could fight for herself and for her man. I think it was important for Nicole that she was able to repay Keenan for saving her life. I enjoyed the character, Sam. He brought a mystery and edge that was needed. I¿d like to know more about his selfish reasons for helping Keenan and Nicole. Cynthia Eden didn¿t disappoint me with the fast pace and hot love scenes I look forward to in her books. Her description of New Orleans was just as I remember it. From dirty alleys to stealing motorcycles you feel like your right there with the characters. I just felt this book lacked the imagination of her other work. Quote: ¿He was scared of you¿ ¿He should be¿ ¿ I¿m the vampire, but he was scared of you.¿ She turned and caught his arm with her right hand. Her left still gripped the sheet and held it just above her breasts. ¿Before I go any where with you, I want to know just what the hell you are.¿ That same grim smile tilted the corners of his perfect lips. ¿I just told you, sweet, I¿m your guardian.¿
Cynthia Eden has quickly become one of my favorite adult paranormal authors and Angel of Darkness just reaffirms why I love her books so much! It was filled with all the elements we have come to expect from her, fast paced action, intriguing mythology and an alluring romance that will leave you craving more. We enter this story with how Keenan meets Nicole for the first time. She is marked for death and he is the angel that is supposed to lead her to the next life. However, he has been watching her for a couple of weeks and has formed an attachment to her, which is a problem because angels are not supposed to feel anything. No emotion, no pain, no pleasure, nothing, but with Nicole his senses start to awaken and when the moment comes to let her die he can¿t do it. As a result, he is cast out and sent to Earth and becomes a fallen angel. The only thing that gets him through it is the thought that he saved Nicole. When he finally finds her six months later he is crushed to discover that she has become a vampire. Even though she has turned into a creature he has always despised, he still has feelings that he cannot control around her and he can¿t seem to stay away from the one woman he should have already let die. One of the reasons I have come to enjoy Cynthia¿s books is her ability to blend the action and the romance. Each of her books has enough danger and mystery to keep you interested and plenty romance to leave you swooning. Her males are always alpha in nature and Keenan was no exception. He protects Nicole with a fierce passion while trying to sort through all these new emotions that are assaulting him constantly. Nicole on the other hand is just trying to adjust to being a vampire and not kill people when the thirst for blood overwhelms her. She knows Keenan is just trying to protect her and she longs to have someone in her life that will remain by her side, but she fears once he discovers everything she has done since becoming a vampire, he will detest her and leave her lonely once more. Cynthia also weaves a fantastic mythology that overlaps from previous series to combine into one all engrossing world. Many of Cynthia¿s previous books plots are referenced in this world which just adds more knowledge to the ever evolving mythology. You do not need to read her previous books to understand this one by any means, especially since it is the first in a new series, but it did excite me to hear about previous characters and how all the lives intertwine with one another. While the obstacles that stand in Keenan and Nicole¿s way seem to be endless at times, the drama never felt forced. Every barricade erected in front of them was faced realistically and was not thrown in just to add more tension for the sake of an interesting plot. Cynthia¿s writing style continues to be intriguing as she weaves stories filled with interesting plots, addicting mythology and dynamic characters. As for the secondary characters, there were not too many, but the one that stood out most for me was Sam. He is another fallen angel who fell centuries ago when he killed hundreds of people that were not destined to die that day. He is painted in the worst light amongst angel society and is thought to be evil to his core. Sam was a question mark for me for a majority of the book. I started out thinking he was the bad guy, but as the plot unfolded his motives became unclear and I was not quite sure which side he was even on. He plays they villain angle, but I am wondering if that is just a façade. I am hoping that Sam will be the focus of the next book since his ¿heroine¿ has already been alluded to. Well, at least I hope she has. I know this is going to be a series, but the direction for the next book in unknown so I will have to keep fingers crossed that Sam gets his time in the spotlight.Overall, this is another fantastic book from Cynthia. She continues to wow me again and again and her books never have a dull moment. Th
Review Courtesy of Dark Faerie Tales Quick & Dirty: A dark, sexy paranormal romance that will make you wish you had an angel of your own. Opening Sentence: He¿d been created for one purpose¿death. The Review: Keenan is an angel of death. His touch is deadly. He touches people at the time of their deaths and collects their souls for the afterlife. Angels do not feel emotion and Keenan is beginning to feel emotion. He has had his eye on Nicole ever since her name appeared on his death list. He is unaware of his feelings towards her until he watches her fight to live and he realizes he can¿t let her die. His touch kills Nicole¿s attacker and allows her a second chance at life. Keenan is at once thrown into the pits of hell where his wings are burned off and then left on the earthly plain to regain his memories and strength. Nicole is a schoolteacher until the unfortunate night she is attacked by a vampire. She sees Keenan watching her and asks for his help but he does nothing to stop her attacker. She fights for her life and wounds the vampire whom collapses on top of her as she succumbs to her wounds. She wakes up fully healed with a huge thirst for blood. Cut to six months later, Keenan finds Nicole in Mexico. He does not realize right away that she has been changed but it doesn¿t take him long to figure it out. Keenan lusts after Nicole and wants to protect her but Nicole is not the helpless woman she once was. They must fight off one bad guy after another. Their journey includes running from a powerful angel, a fallen angel, demons, coyotes and vampire hunters. Keenan and Nicole¿s heat for each other is evident once they both stop and take a breather from all the running. Keenan is one sexy angel. He has no qualms about doing whatever he has to do in order to keep Nicole alive. He¿ll even make a deal with another, equally sexy, fallen angel even though it is hard to tell where his loyalties lie. Nicole is a tough, smart woman. She has easily adapted to her situation and she makes no excuses for what she is. She doesn¿t want Keenan to fight her fights for her, she stands up for herself and doesn¿t hide behind Keenan. Angel of Darkness is packed with action. The world building is satisfactory, explaining the different realms and how the different Other creatures interact with one another. There is potential for so much more to this series. There was no huge info dump to explain everything, it was told in pieces at a time. I did feel there were a few plot holes to the story, the major one being how easily Keenan could find Nicole in Mexico and Texas whenever she runs away from him but later in the story he can¿t find her. I also felt like I was kind of jipped out of certain story elements. Nicole had so many things happen to her in the six months that were simply bypassed. Delving deeper into these events would have made the overall story richer. Some things are mentioned in passing but they really weighed heavily on the person she is now. The story is told from multiple points of view from Keenan and Nicole to several of the bad guys that are after them. I absolutely cannot wait for the second installment, Angel Betrayed. The characters in that book are introduced in this book and I really want to know their stories. Angel of Darkness is a hot book with some dark issues but Keenan and Nicole do eventually find their HEA. If angels and vampires are your thing, then I recommend this book. Notable Scene: He ran at her with the stake up. His buddies took Keenan, swarming him. Her teeth burned, her claws lengthened, and when Mike lunged at her with that stake ¿ She just ripped it out of his hands, broke it, and tossed the pieces behind her. That didn¿t stop Mike. No, he swung at her and slammed his fist right into her face. Definitely remember that. The bloodlust rose but she stumbled back. ¿That¿s right, run, get ready to bleed.¿ Um, no. She wouldn¿t be bleeding for him. His fist came at her again. She caught it in her left han
I rarely don't finish a book but sadly I can't say that about this one. I'm not sure if the author hired an editor or not, but if she did, they should have helped set up scene breaks better. I was very confused about the abrupt changes in who was speaking or even what scene we were in. The story has potential if the author could make me "see" more rather then telling me things. The environment was poorly described. Also don't know if the author had this professionally formatted but if she did, get your money back. I don't like spending my money on a book when the author won't spend theirs on an editor or formatting.
This book had me on the edge of my seat. I could not put it down! All I can say is that Love does conquer ALL. If you are pure in heart, you deserve a second chance.
Interestung story lune
Keenan fell for Nicole, but she does not know he was in the alley when she turned. Keenan's love for Nicole was so strong, he did not care she was a vampire when he finally found her. Again like her other books in this series, in my opinion she delivers. I truly enjoyed her book. For me, I could not put the book down. Kitsune
Is it weird if a guy wants to reaf this?
So I'm just about halfway through the book and i just wanted to say that.... I'm a tad disappointed with the author.