Dianne Duvall returns to the world of the Immortal Guardians, where danger--and desire--make every decision count. . .
Krysta is used to getting the drop on vampires. Her "special abilities" aren't much, but the plan is simple--she plays helpless pretty young thing to lure them in. Then her shoto swords come out and it's bye-bye, bloodsucker. Until one night she finds herself with an unexpected ally. He's a vampire, all right, but different. Mysterious. Handsome. And more interested in saving her skin than draining it.
Étienne has been an Immortal Guardian for two hundred years--long enough to know that Krysta is special. He can't stop thinking about her long legs, even more than her short swords. Then he discovers the vamps she's exterminating have friends in high places, and the Guardians are in danger too. He'll have to accept Krysta's help to save them. The stakes for a mortal are high. But the cost to his heart might be higher. . .
"The Immortal Guardians series is one you'll want to follow." --The Romance Review
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Étienne stared down at the house across the street and watched shadows writhe and dance on the closed curtains. The music and drunken laughter that swelled every time the front door opened didn't surprise him. But those curtains did.
Hard to imagine a bunch of frat boys out shopping for them. Choosing the right decorative curtain rods. Finding fabric of a pleasing look and texture. Damned if it didn't look like it was floral. He would've thought bent, dusty blinds would be more their style.
A faint breeze ruffled his hair.
If he concentrated, he could read the thoughts of everyone partying within. Not much there really. Just sex and a determination to get blitzed. And one poor guy who thought he had flunked his biology final. A quick scan of his memories confirmed that he had.
Étienne sighed. Things had been slow of late. Dare he say boring?
For a while there, vampires had roamed in such large packs that he and his sister, Lisette, had had to hunt together just to ensure they would survive the battles. But now ...
The frat house door burst open as a woman stumbled out. Booming bass swelled and pulsed through the night as a tall, broad-shouldered figure stepped into the doorway behind her and held the door open. "Come on. Are you sure I can't talk you into staying?" the man—twenty-one or twenty-two years of age—asked.
The woman staggered to the edge of the porch and tripped down the steps. Low, sultry, feminine laughter wafted up to Étienne.
Nice. If the woman weren't sloppy drunk he might find her appealing.
"You know me," she slurred. "Places to see and people to go."
Her friend laughed.
Odd. It was late May. Nighttime temperatures in North Carolina had been mild, in the sixties perhaps. Yet the woman wore a long, black coat not unlike the one he sported himself.
His own concealed a small arsenal of weapons: katanas, daggers, throwing stars, and autoinjectors Dr. Lipton had prepared that bore the only sedative that worked on vampires and immortals.
Hers was pretty formfitting. And fit a lovely form. She was slender, perhaps five foot five, with long, black hair that concealed her face as she fought to keep her balance.
The college boy grinned. "Hey, maybe I should walk you home."
Again she laughed. "Who says I'm going home?"
She wasn't a Goth. The style of the coat was wrong and her hair was naturally black. Or perhaps a dark brown. While he could see as clearly as a cat in dim or even no light, he sometimes had difficulty discerning color in those conditions.
The woman finally succeeded in planting both boots firmly on the pavement and straightened. Combing a hand through her hair, she drew the tangled locks back and gazed up at the moon.
Étienne's breath caught. She was beautiful, with porcelain skin, her features pert perfection.
And she seemed to be looking right at him.
She even froze for a moment.
Impossible. There were no lights up here and he stood in the shadow of a chimney where the moon's beams wouldn't touch him.
"Hey, Krysta!" someone called.
She looked to her left.
Three more college boys, who clearly had already been celebrating the end of the spring semester, approached the frat house, trampling grass strewn with the occasional empty beer can.
"You aren't leaving, are you?" a jovial blond asked.
She smiled. "Yep."
"But we're just getting here!"
She shrugged, swayed a bit, then pointed at them. "Your loss, knuckleheads."
"Couldn't you just stay for one game of beer pong?" the blond asked hopefully. "Or maybe to shoot some pool? I need to win my twenty bucks back."
"Already spent it," she called merrily. "See ya!" She waved, nearly losing her balance again. Stumbling to one side, she threw her arms out as though she were on the deck of a rocking ship, listing one way then the other. When she didn't fall, she grinned big and threw her hands up in the air like an Olympic gymnast finishing a routine.
The men all clapped, whistled, and cheered.
Laughing in delight, she staggered down the sidewalk, turned, and headed up the street.
"You think we should walk her home?" the blond asked softly.
The brunet beside him leered after Krysta. "I'll walk her home. I'll walk her alllllll the way home."
The blond shoved him. "Cut the shit. She isn't like that."
Étienne decided he liked the blond.
The brunet scowled. "Whatever." Loping up the steps, he entered the house.
The blond frowned after Krysta, then—urged on by his other buddy—joined the party.
Étienne watched Krysta pause under a streetlight, part her coat, and reach into an inner pocket.
Beneath, she wore tight, black pants that showed every shapely curve of her long legs and a black T-shirt that hugged small, firm breasts.
Étienne had always been a sucker for women with athletic builds.
Out came an iPod touch. She conquered her inebriation long enough to tuck earbuds into her ears, but the battery must have run down because she swore and tucked everything back into her pocket.
That pause had cost her.
Dark figures slithered from the shadows on either side of the frat house and followed her as she resumed her trek uphill.
Étienne leapt nimbly to the next roof, careful not to make any sound that would alert the vampires to his presence.
He counted four and monitored their progress as they slunk from shadow to shadow, dogging the woman's wobbly footsteps.
Krysta began to sing, utterly oblivious to the creatures who stalked her.
Unfamiliar with the song, Étienne assumed it was one of the latest pop hits. His lips twitched as he leapt to the next roof. She was having a hell of a time remembering the lyrics. Or the right notes. Krysta couldn't carry a tune. And he was pretty sure it wasn't the alcohol.
She came to a corner and halted. A look of confusion flitted across her pretty features as she squinted up at the street sign.
Étienne froze, careful to ensure no light touched him.
Had her gaze flitted from the sign up to him?
No. She was looking all around like she either didn't know where she was or couldn't remember where she intended to go.
The vampires slunk farther into the shadows mere moments before she glanced in their direction.
"Hmm," she mumbled. "I think ..." She spun in a circle. "Right."
She crossed the deserted street, passed Bastien's building, and ... entered a dark alley. Really? Had she no sense of self-preservation?
Étienne drew his katanas as the vampires flowed into the alley behind her like a black tide. Their thoughts—a writhing mass of madness, violence, and anticipation—struck him like poisoned arrows.
Being telepathic could really suck sometimes.
He frowned, only then realizing he hadn't heard any of Krysta's thoughts. As he watched her stumble toward the end of the alley, not yet noticing that her path would soon be blocked by a tall chain-link fence, he focused on her tipsy head and ... heard nothing.
Very unusual. He could count on one hand the number of humans he had encountered in his two centuries of existence who could block, intentionally or not, his entrance into their minds.
The vamps spread out across the alley, facing her. Light from the street distended and distorted the shadows at their feet, making it seem almost as though they reached for her ankles.
Étienne stepped to the edge of the roof, preparing to drop down and save Krysta's attractive, but flighty ass, then ... She ceased swaying. Her shoulders straightened.
Spinning around, she offered the menacing foursome a cool, measuring stare.
The vampires boasted no weapons. Yet. But their eyes glowed and their lips parted to expose long, glinting fangs.
She should be screaming her head off. Instead ...
"Finally," she pronounced with a healthy dose of exasperation. "It took you guys long enough. I mean, did you really have to make me walk up that damned hill?"
What. The. Hell?
Krysta shifted, balancing her weight lightly on the balls of her feet as the vampires exchanged puzzled looks. There were four of them. Four would be a challenge. Okay, more than a challenge. Way more. She had had her ass handed to her more than once in the past couple of years when trying to combat such numbers on her own. But, until they actually closed in, she was often unable to tell just how many had taken the bait and followed her.
Sneakers shuffled on dirty asphalt.
These seemed to be typical examples of the vampires' ilk. Young. Twenties or thereabouts. Could blend in easily on a college campus if you disregarded the brilliantly glowing eyes and fangs. Hopefully they hadn't been vampires for very long. The older they were, the more insane they were. At least that was how she thought it worked. And the deeper they descended into madness, the harder they were to defeat. Krysta didn't have their speed. Or strength. Or size and weight. But she did have two things they didn't.
The first was skill. She had spent years training in tae kwon do, karate, and jiujitsu, and had trained with weapons long enough to kick ass. Most vampires had spent a majority of the time, prior to their transformation, sitting on their asses and either texting, yakking on the phone, surfing the Internet, or playing video games. That didn't lend them much skill with knives and swords, so she didn't really understand why they carried them. They were vampires. They could disarm a human easily and, if they didn't, could survive a bullet wound, so what was the deal with that? As far as Krysta knew, she was the only vampire hunter in existence. She seriously doubted her reputation preceded her.
The orange glow around the vampires moved and shifted as the not-very-bright predators tried to figure out why she wasn't fleeing in terror.
And that was her second advantage. She could see auras. Until she had begun to hunt vampires, she had never thought much of the ability. It warned her of people's moods, so she could turn and walk the other way if someone was pissed about something and she didn't want to hear it. Big whoop.
Then her life had changed dramatically, and she had actually found a use for her talent.
Vampires were incredibly fast. Like as fast as The Flash. Their movements became blurry and indistinct when they moved at top speeds. But their auras behaved very differently than those of humans. Vampires' auras moved and shifted before they did, telling her exactly where they intended to go before they even took a step.
Krysta eyed the vamps before her, waiting for the telltale shift in auras that would precede their attack.
"Aren't you afraid of us?" one asked.
"No. Should I be?"
Looks were exchanged.
"Yeah, ya dumb bitch," another proclaimed. "We're vampires!"
So polite. She slid a hand into her coat and grasped the handle of one of the shoto swords she carried, ready to teach him some manners. "Yeah, and?"
"What, are you a second?"
She fought a frown. He wasn't the first vampire who had asked her that. What the hell was a second? A second what?
"Fuck this. Let's kick her ass!" a third cried.
The aura of the one closest to her shifted. Krysta drew her sword and swung it, the blade sinking into flesh as the vampire blurred and caught up with the orange glow.
Krysta drew her other sword.
The three remaining vampires gaped as the severed head of their companion hit the ground and rolled several feet away from the body that tumbled after it.
The first kill was always the easiest.
The vampires' faces contorted with fury. Growls and snarls erupted. Eyes glowed brighter.
Crap. Here we go.
Orange auras deepened in color and shot forward just before the vampires' forms all blurred.
Krysta swung both swords with as much speed and strength as she possessed. Her heart raced. Adrenaline surged through her veins. Her blades sank into her opponents.
When warm blood slapped her in the face, she clamped her lips shut. No way did she want any of that getting into her mouth. She didn't know exactly how one became a vampire, but figured it probably had something to do with the blood.
One of the vamps landed a blow to her back that sent pain careening through her as she flew forward and hit the ground.
Rolling, she came up swinging as the vamps converged on her. The momentum of one came to her aid and made a hit that normally would have just cut him instead sever his arm. Vamps tended to not recover from such severe wounds, bleeding out faster than they could heal. As this one did, stumbling backward and falling to the ground while he fought to staunch the crimson river flowing onto the pavement around him.
The vampires divided, attacking from opposite sides.
Krysta continued to wield her deadly shotos, creating a barrier as formidable as a rotary fan's blades. Cuts opened on the vampires, who became manic in their fury, slavering like rabid dogs.
Fear a constant companion, she delivered a round-house kick to the vamp behind her. Agony shot up her leg. It was like kicking a damned boulder. But at least it had kept him from diving low and biting her leg as his aura had warned her he intended.
She landed several more slashes before silver glinted in their hands.
Needlelike pain erupted in her arms, sides, and back as they cut her.
Time to take a huge risk.
Ignoring the vampire behind her, she focused all of her attention on the one in front of her. The next time his aura shifted, she swung with all of her might.
The vampire's eyes widened. Stumbling back, he raised both hands to the throat her sword had laid open. The gray shirt he wore turned red as blood spilled down his chest and saturated it.
Spinning around, she raised her weapons. The last vamp, who should have been all over her after the opening she'd given him, stared at her stupidly and stumbled back a step.
He grunted. And grunted again. Blood spilled from his lips.
What the hell?
Groaning, he sank to his knees and clumsily tried to reach behind him with both hands.
Was this a trick?
Swords at the ready, she limped forward and began to edge around him to see what the hell he was reaching for.
Krysta stopped and stared. Half a dozen daggers protruded from his back. And, judging by their positions, they had pierced his heart and probably sliced through at least one major artery.
A whole new fear invaded her as she backed away, her gaze darting all around her and seeking the source of those weapons.
A sound drew her attention to the entrance of the alley.
Ice skittered through her.
Seven vampires. Eyes glowing various shades of blue, green, silver, and amber.
I'm dead. The panicked thought barreled through her brain at light speed. There's no way I'll survive this.
"She's a second!" one snarled.
What the hell is a second?
Their glowing orange auras zipped toward her.
Kysta swung and thrust as she backed away toward the chain-link fence. But, even as she scored hits, the vampires flew past to circle around and cut her off.
A thud sounded behind her. The vamps in front of her paused to look over her shoulder. Something bumped her back.
Krysta spun around and swung.
A large hand clamped around her wrist, stopping her with infuriating ease.
Her gaze rose, taking in the tall figure garbed all in black who towered over her. His luminescent amber eyes, as bright as the moon, met hers. His lips parted, exposing deadly fangs.
But his aura ...
It wasn't orange like the other vampires'. It was bright white and purple, the two colors swirling together without ever mixing. She had never seen anything like it.
Or had she?
Hadn't she seen it up on the roof earlier and dismissed it as a trick of the eye?
"You," she breathed, and waited for him to strike a death blow.
* * *
She knew him?
He released her arm, ready to catch it again if she should try to skewer him.
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This was another great story from this series, i only have two complaints: they are over too soon and i have to waite too long for the nrxt one. The story is just under 300 pages.
Two opposites, one goal: Krysta is a mortal whose "gift" of seeing auras has helped her fight vampires for the past six years. She's constantly getting injured and putting her life on the line, but she won't stop until every last vampire is dead. Then someone who seems to be a vampire comes to her aid in a fight, and she's suddenly not sure who is a friend and who is a foe. She just knows that Etienne is handsome and sexy and seems to be on her side. She wants to believe in him. Etienne is an Immortal Guardian whose gift is telepathy. Yes, Immortal Guardians survive on blood and are sensitive to light, but they're not vampires. They have been protecting humans from vampires for millennia. When Etienne sees Krysta fighting vampires, he's protective and attracted to her. Because she's gifted and therefore a potential Immortal Guardian, he brings her and her brother into the world of the Immortal Guardians. Soon Immortal Guardians and vampires alike are under attack from an enemy that should not exist. The Immortal Guardians, with Krysta's help, must uncover this powerful, mysterious enemy. Before one of them is captured and becomes a lab rat. Love, mystery, mortal danger, and betrayal: Etienne is a protective hero who knows how to curl a girl's toes with his kisses. He's also a two hundred year-old gentleman who knows that he's "wooing" a young, modern woman. He tries to be up to date for Krysta's sake, which leads to some funny dialogue. Krysta is a kick-butt heroine with a great sense of humor. In fact, there is a lot more humor overall in this book than in the previous ones. There's a scene in which Krysta's brother, Sean, visit--well, I don't want to spoil it for you. But you'll enjoy getting to know the other side of some of the more staid characters. There's plenty of mortal danger, and I found myself worrying about characters that I cared about. I wasn't sure if all of them were going to survive. Again, no spoilers here. The enigmatic character Zach features prominently in DARKNESS RISES. I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of him in the future. Most likely in the next book. The mystery of the enemy's identity will keep you turning the pages. The answer is a blow to the leaders of the Immortal Guardians, Seth and David, and leaves us with a cliffhanger. Fortunately, other story lines are wrapped up nicely to make up for it. Is DARKNESS RISES on your TBR pile? I highly recommend it. To get the most enjoyment out of the book, read the series starting with book one, DARKNESS DAWNS.
I'm a fan of D. Duvall's series since the first book; I got addicted and the degree of this addiction has never diminished - that's because each book is a surprise and, despite I expect each and every one to be good, I'm still surprised to confirm that it is. In this fourth book, I saw everything I expect in a great book - romance, friendship, action, surprises, thrill, intriguing... And some things more. It was such a pleasure to read it. Krysta is a human vampire hunter, with a supernatural power - she's a gifted one, and she's helped by her brother Sean, another gifted one. Étienne meets Krysta when she's in trouble with a bunch of vampires and helps her. After that, he can't stop from being after her and helping her even when she doesn't realize he's doing it. When a new threat arises - to both the Immortals and vampires - Krysta joins Étienne and his team and they'll have to try to get the help from the vampires, intending to help them too. Once again, it was great to see the big and wonderful family that the Immortals and their Seconds are. It makes me wish I could enter the book to be a part of it. From the beginning almost, we get to know who'll be Lisette's hero in next book and what a surprise it was, let me tell you! :) I'm anxious for it and waiting a year is terrible. Also, the end of the book, as happened with the previous books, leaves open a thread for next book that's killing me. This is one of the best series I've ever known.
I have fallen in love with this series. I agree...having to wait a whole year for the next is far too long ! I could stand to have a new book every couple of weeks !
Darkness Rises (Immortal Guardians #4) by Dianne Duvall (oct 1) 4 of 5 Stars Two hundred-year-old Immortal Guardian, Étienne d’Alencon, discovers a beautiful vampire hunter while on patrol. He is instantly intrigued with her. He uses her as bait and follows her in order to slay the vampires she has attracted. Krysta Linz has been hunting vampires for the last six years. One night while on patrol, she came across more vampires than usual. Just when she thought, she might be in trouble a vampire comes to her rescue. However, he is no ordinary vampire; his aurora is different. Instead of being orange it is white with swirls of purple. Darkness Rises is exciting from the first page. This action pact novel is thrilling. I love the interaction between the characters. The different personalities of the individuals make the story all the more interesting. Typically, I prefer to read series in order. That being said a reader would have no problem following this book without reading the others. Dianne Duvall is an amazing writer. Darkness Rising is well-written and creative. I’ll be anxiously waiting for the next book in the Immortal Guardian Series. ARC provided publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
I found Darkness Rises a phenomenal read! All of Dianne Duvall's Immortal Guardians series have become a favorite of mine but Darkness Rises has even rose above every one of my expectations. If you haven't check out her work...WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, IT IS INCREDIBLE! Krysta and her brother Sean have been fighting vampires for the past six years. Hunting one night Krysta accidentally attracts an Immortal Guardian as well as a large group of vampires. Just when the tides of battle with the vampires would of turned against her, Etienne steps in. Etienne is shocked by the voracious fighting skills of the human he was following. Drawn to her like a moth to flame, he follows her home and discovers that her brother is a gifted human...sparking hope that Krysta shares that trait. The stakes are too high to allow humans to walk around with knowledge of the Immortals, but Etienne can't seem to keep away from her. When a familiar enemy resurfaces, Krysta comes to Etinene's rescue bringing her to the attention of the Immortals and their Guardians. O.M.G. This book blew me away. In a non-stop read-a-thon, I finished this book into the wee-hours of the morning. I truly couldn't put it down. Duvall pulls out all the stops in this incredibly fascinating world she has created. Not only did she give us sex scene's that will make your temperature rise but she also provided insight into secondary characters. Characters that you can't wait to read their stories just as much as Krysta's and Etienne's. Krysta is a strong female characters who really doesn't need a hero but thrills in the excitement of finding someone with similar goals and superior abilities. Breath taking action, hot and steamy romance, awesome characters and a brilliantly devised plot!!! Duvall definitely ROCKED Darkness Rises. I received this ARC copy of Darkness Rises from Kensington Books in exchange for a honest review. This book is set for publication October 1, 2013. Written by: Dianne Duvall Series: Immortal Guardians Sequence in Series: 4 Mass Market Paperback: 416 pages Publisher: Kensington - Zebra Publication Date: October 1, 2013 ISBN-10: 1420129783 ISBN-13: 978-1420129786 Rating: 5 Stars FAVORITE Genre: Paranormal Romance Age Recommendation: Adult
** spoiler alert ** I was gripped from the beginning of the latest Immortal Guardians story. Etienne & Krista are very interesting to watch. Etienne is a 200 year old Immortal Guardian. He was out on patrol on campus looking for vampires when he see a "tipsy" woman. Krista is a vampire hunter who has stayed off the Immortal Guardian's radar for 6 years. He is imminently attracted to her. Krista has a special gift. She can see auras. The vampires have orange which gives her an advantage to hunting them. While surrounded by vampires Etienne decides to help her. Krista is shocked that a "vampire" is helping her kill his kind. When she get a better look at him she see his aura is different. To say she is leery of him is an understatement. She gets away from him and called her brother Sean to pick her up. Etienne with his super seep follows them to find out more about them. He decides to protect her when she goes out hunting. We also will see more of Zsck. Very interesting with this side story. You must read the latest by Dianne Duvall to see what happens next
This series just keeps getting better and better! I loved Krysta. She is perfect for Etienne. (Spelling?) Dianne is such a talented author. I think one of the things that makes her my favorite is how she always seems to bring in all the characters from the previous books. And there’s always such an intense action packed story throughout. This one was so unique because Krysta can see auras and this helps her fight vampires. Her brother and parents are gifted. Her brother is a healer and in college to be a doctor. I can’t wait to see him in the future. I hope Dianne had more of the parents in future books also.
Couldnt put it down
Love this series. Am enjoying each and every book.
I i i ii ?.
Darkness Rises is the 4th book in Dianne Duvall’s Immortal Guardian Series. That being said, let me stop you right there. This book can can be read as a standalone, but I could not recommend it. If you’re just now stepping into the world of the Immortal Guardians, do yourself a favor and go back to the first book. You won’t regret it. As for Darkness Rises itself, this book touches on so many different things, preps you for the next book in the series and packs one hell of a love story. In this book, we get the story of Etienne, one of the “younger” Immortal Guardians. When some of them are thousands of years old, this guy only being two hundred is nothing. I’m going to try to just focus on Etienne and Krysta for this review, because if I say much about the book itself, it is going to give away A LOT of spoilers, not only for this book, but for the whole series. This book is written in alternative third person point-of-views and it flows extremely well. The writing is on par with the rest of Dianne Duvall’s books, meaning, it’s excellent. The characters, as usual, are well thought out, planned, have specific personalities and they have depth. I’ve never found what I call a “filler” character in Ms. Duvall’s books. (Unless you count the vamps that get offed, and even then, some you come to know and love, or hate as the case may be. ;) ) The world of the Immortal Guardians, although modern and contemporary for all intents and purposes is fascinating. Etienne, being one of the savvy French Immortal Guardians, can read minds. (You’ll know this if you’ve read the other boos, so I don’t consider it much of a spoiler.) What can’t do, is get into Krysta’s head. At least, not in general unless she’s “broadcasting” very loudly. He’s stronger and faster, as are most of the Guardians, but they all have their own talents. When Etienne sees Krysta for the first time, he’s instantly charmed. Krysta has no clue that beings like Etienne even exist. To her, they are all vampires… and they all need to die. So she goes out hunting them every night, with the help of her brother. Krysta is actually pretty special, what human can really hunt vampires and live to tell the tale? Not many. Watching her do this complete intrigues Etienne, because it’s not the norm. There is obviously more to this woman. Eventually, these two do clash. I’m not going to go into how they meet, again, spoilers! However, it’s worth it to read it. I was beyond amused by how they did meet and from that point, Etienne goes about trying to protect her, even if she doesn’t want the help, claims she doesn’t need it and also hey, he’s a “vampire”, supposedly. ;) She doesn’t want him around, but she can’t help that she’s drawn to him, anymore than he is drawn to her. You might be wondering why it’s a four star rating for me instead of a five star. Well, to put it plainly, I wanted more of the story between our main characters then what was going on in the whole series. I felt like you got more of the series then the characters. It’s not a horrible thing and still gets a four star from me because I love -all- the characters in these books. The banter between them is one of those things that will make you burst out laughing when you’re reading.
Loved this one
Great Continuation in the Series! I loved the chemistry between Etienne and Krysta and really found myself rooting for them. We also get to read about past couples as they contribute to the overall story without detracting from the main characters or slowing down the action. And can I just say that I laugh during any scene where Sheldon opens his mouth! He’s one funny dude! I whipped through these books in record time and now I’m stuck waiting on the next one in the series. I have so many questions and want to know more about Zach and his fascination with Lisette. What an enjoyable and intriguing read. So come on, Ms. Duvall, give us Immortal Guardian fans the next one! Focused. Strong. True.
Unlikable Heroin............................................... Krysta was one of those TSTL heroines who is supposed to come off as spunky and charming. To me she is selfish and self centered. She is constantly putting her brother and others in danger because she does not accept her limitations. She is like a child jumping off a high table assuming someone is going to catch her. Someone always does of course but sometimes they almost die trying. I've read other books in the series and liked them. This one I would not recommend.
I was looking for a book to get me back into reading. I picked the perfect book! This series seems to get more intense with each installment.
4.5 Stars I have followed this series from the start. I absolutely fell in love with the guardians and I’m totally surprised it took me this long to pick up the next installment in the series. I forgot about the joy they gave me; the wonder in the writing and dimension of the storyline. Absolutely brilliant. Krysta is yet another wonderfully strong and resilient woman to join the group. She is tough, kick-butt and as stubborn as they come. She is also the perfect match for Etienne. Etienne is a young immortal, by their standards, at two hundred years. For centuries he has fought alongside his two siblings, but now there is a new force in town. She makes his blood heat and well other things. No one can understand what has happened to Etienne to make him seem distant and withdrawn, but he knows. Now if he can just figure out how to protect her from herself and have her in his bed. Unknown to the immortals, danger is back. They must band together to fight an enemy they thought they defeated. Only they are the last to know that the game has changed. Unfortunately there are even more things to protect, but together they can conquer. Ms. Duvall has written an amazing story. She has consistently written solid plots and engaging characters. All of this while keeping secrets tight to her chest and making me love and want the series more and more. Her stories are filled with action, humor, intrigue and romance. This is definitely not your grandma’s bodice ripper. It is also not a blush worthy, read it in secret, erotic romance. It’s a perfect blend of genres. Something everyone can enjoy. Darkness Rises is a wonderful read. It is fast paced and makes you want to read “one more chapter”, time and time again. Regrettably, I do think you need to read all of the stories in the series before this novel. I just can’t fathom someone enjoying this book as much as someone who knows the characters and is invested in them. This is a tight knit group and the past couples are written throughout the book. I will say that if you love a good vampire novel then you won’t be dissatisfied. Darkness Rises didn’t disappoint me and I will keep coming back for more. I can’t wait for the next installment, Night Unbound.
loved this book had everything great in it a must read series