Private investigator Grace tracks a kidnapped child to middle-of-nowhere Iowa. Encountering a strange creature she knows can't be a local animal, she doesn't need her psychic abilities to figure out the sleepy town is not what it seems. When she meets the intriguing Aiden, she's plunged into a world of Norse gods and fire demons where the Wild Hunt still rides the night.
Aiden needs Grace's help to cross the portal between worlds and rescue his daughter. Grace is unlike any woman he's ever met. He's drawn to her courage, distressed by her vulnerability and doubtful of her motives. But he knows that her visions are the key to defeating the enemy and bringing everyone home alive.
Grace wants a future with Aiden, even if it means she'll never have a normal life. When a test run to the portal takes a terrifying turn, they must learn to finally trust each other or Aiden's daughter, and their chance at love, will be lost forever...
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Grace tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, trying to decide what to do. Turn back now and find a hotel or push through and finish this tonight? The smart thing would be to start again in the morning. It was getting late and she was driving down a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by corn fields with no signal on her cell phone. She was close though. She hated the idea of giving up now even if it was only for the night.
A fat bug splattered against her windshield, making her jump, and she hit the wipers. God, she was tense. Growing up in St. Louis, she hadn't expected it to be so dark out here. On these back roads, her headlights only lit the road a few feet ahead. The brights, when she tried them, reflected off all the dust kicking up from the dry road and made it harder to see. No city lights. No streetlights. No passing semis. Only the fireflies in the corn and the occasional reflective flash from the eyes of whatever animals lived out here. Paranoia said something was following her, but she hadn't caught much more than a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eye, gone as soon as she turned her head. Her eyes flicked toward the rearview mirror and she told herself to get a grip.
Nothing out here. Miles upon miles of nothing.
Damn it, Mike, I should be in Hawaii right now. Sun-warmed sand and cool ocean breezes. Mixed drinks. After that last case, she needed time to relax, maybe meet someone else who was lonely but not looking for serious, who wouldn't ask difficult questions about her job or her past. But no, she was in Iowa. Not a palm tree in sight, and the only thing drifting on the breeze was the smell of manure. Pollen. She flinched as another big freaking bug hit the windshield. Were they locusts?
She sighed and rubbed her eyes. She shouldn't blame Mike for doing his job. After all, he did send her most of her paying customers, unofficially. A young and ambitious detective with the St. Louis police department, he was smart enough to recognize her...talent for finding missing children. And to realize that too much scrutiny would drive her away. She liked him, liked his devotion to his work and the way he never pushed her too hard. Even with his dangerous and underpaid, empathy-sucking career choice, he still had a big heart. He was a friend. One of her few friends, and so when he'd called asking for a favorCome on, Grace. Just take a look at the file. One look. It'll take you five minutesshe'd said yes. Sneaky bastard.
He'd hit a dead end in the case of a little girl named Maia Olson. Her mother died a year ago leaving the grandmother with custody, and everything had been going along fine until the child was diagnosed with an unusual form of autism. The grandmother sent a form letter to an old P.O. box requesting the father's medical history and two weeks later the girl was gone. Just poof gone. No witnesses, no evidence. Mike couldn't locate the father, the primary suspect. The grandmother didn't know squat about where he might be living, what he'd been doing for the past five years or who he'd been doing it with. Her contact information was limited to a phone number that had been disconnected three years ago and that P.O. box in Arizona. Grace had politely listened to the story all the while intending to turn him away. She'd earned this vacation. Only a few weeks, but she hoped it would be enough time to pull herself back together.
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WHAT DID I THINK 3.5 out of 5 Stars; Grace is on an assignment to find a girl who has been kidnapped. On her way to find the child, she hits something with her car. She is rescued by Aiden. Did I feel connected to the characters: I really liked Grace and connected with her immediately. She has a gift where she can sense (psychic ability) where a lost child can be found. She has been always thought of as strange because of her gift so she has tried to hide it since she could remember, but she finds this town where her gift is not so strange. Grace admits her weakness when it comes to people. It made me sad. She appeared so strong, but yet she felt so weak inside. “Give her a little bit of kindness and she is lost. She would hand herself over to a person, imagine all sorts of crazy things. Like she was in love, or that she was loved.” I love that honesty in a character. That is why I did not want anyone to take advantage of her. When Aiden came into her life, I struggled at first. I did not want Aiden to take advantage of Grace’s kind heart. Pace of the story: Okay. Positives: The author developed great characters. Negative: Some of the dialogue dragged for me. At times, I felt like there was a disconnection with Aiden and Grace. The story was there, but some scenes could have been illuminated. However when the story got to 75%, I could not stop reading. Do I recommend? Yes this was a great paranormal story about a small town that carried its own secrets. I can see the potential in the series. Bottom line: I hope there is more of Vanir in the next book. Book Format Read: A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review. Thank you
I like this author. I just found her and I will read more of her work.