Envy (Fallen Angels Series #3)

Envy (Fallen Angels Series #3)

by J. R. Ward

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ISBN-13: 9781101529423
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 09/06/2011
Series: J.R. Ward's Fallen Angels Series , #3
Sold by: Penguin Group
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 480
Sales rank: 19,898
File size: 1 MB
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

J. R. Ward is the author of more than thirty novels, including those in her #1 New York Times bestselling Black Dagger Brotherhood series. She is also the author of the Black Dagger Legacy series and the Bourbon Kings series. There are more than fifteen million copies of her novels in print worldwide, and they have been published in twenty-six different countries around the world. She lives in the South with her family.

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Two houses down from Detective Thomas DelVecchio’s, Internal Affairs Officer Sophia Reilly was behind the wheel of her unmarked and partially blinded.

“By all that is holy...” She rubbed her eyes. “Do you not believe in curtains?”

As she prayed for the image of a spectacularly naked colleague to fade from her retinas, she seriously rethought her decision to do the stakeout herself. She was exhausted, for one thing—or had been before she’d seen just about everything Veck had to offer.

Take out the just.

One bene was that she was really frickin’ awake now, thank you very much—she might as well have licked two fingers and shoved them into a socket: a full-frontal like that was enough to give her the perm she’d wanted back when she was thirteen.

Muttering to herself, she dropped her hands into her lap again. And gee whiz, as she stared at the dash, all she saw... was everything she’d seen.

Yeah, wow, on some men, no clothes was so much more than just naked.

And to think she’d almost missed the show. She’d parked her unmarked and just called in her position when the upstairs lights had gone on and she had gotten a gander at the vista of a bedroom. Easing back into her seat, it hadn’t dawned on her exactly where the unobstructed view was going to take them both—she’d just been interested that it appeared to be nothing but a bald lightbulb on the ceiling of what had to be the master suite.

Then again, bachelor pad decorating tended to be either storage-unit crammed or Death Valley–barren.

Veck’s was obviously the Death Valley variety.

Except suddenly she hadn’t been thinking about interior decorating, because her suspect had stepped into the bathroom and flipped the switch.

Hellllllllo, big boy.

In too many ways to count.

“Stop thinking about it... stop thinking about—”

Closing her eyes again didn’t help: If she’d reluctantly noticed before how well he filled out his clothes, now she knew exactly why. He was heavily muscled, and given that he didn’t have any hair on his chest, there was nothing to obscure those hard pecs and that six-pack and the carved ridges that went over his hips.

Matter of fact, when it came to manscaping, all he had was a dark stripe that ran between his belly button and his...

You know, maybe size did matter, she thought.

“Oh, for chrissakes.”

In an attempt to get her brain focused on something, anything more appropriate, she leaned forward and looked out the opposite window. As far as she could tell, the house directly across from him had privacy shades across every available view. Good move, assuming he paraded around like that every night.

Then again, maybe the husband had strung those puppies up so that his wife didn’t get a case of the swoons.

Bracing herself, she glanced back at Veck’s place. The lights were off upstairs and she had to hope now that he was dressed and on the first floor, he stayed that way.

God, what a night.

Was it possible Veck had torn apart that suspect? She didn’t think so.

But he did—even though he couldn’t remember a thing.

Whatever, she was still waiting for any evidence that came from the scene, and there were coyotes in those woods. Bears. Cats of the non–Meow Mix variety. Chances were good that the suspect had come walking through there with the scent of dried blood on his clothes and something with four paws had viewed him as a Happy Meal. Veck could well have tried to step in and been shoved to the side. After all, he’d been rubbing his temples like he’d had pain there, and God knew head trauma had been known to cause short-term memory loss.

The lack of physical evidence on him supported the theory; that was for sure.

And yet...

God, that father of his. It was impossible not to factor him in even a little.

Like every criminal justice major, she’d studied Thomas DelVecchio Sr. as part of her courses—but she’d also spent considerable time on him in her deviant-psych classes. Veck’s dad was your classic serial killer: smart, cunning, committed to his “craft,” utterly remorseless. And yet, having watched videos of his interviews with police, he came across as handsome, compelling, and affable. Classy. Very non-monster.

But then again, like a lot of psychopaths, he’d cultivated an image and sustained it with care. He’d been very successful as a dealer of antiquities, although his establishment in that haughty, lofty world of money and privilege had been a complete self-invention. He’d come from absolutely nothing, but had had a knack for charming rich people—as well as a talent for going overseas and coming back with ancient artifacts and statues that were extremely marketable. It wasn’t until the killings had started to surface that his business practices came under scrutiny, and to this day, no one had any idea where he’d found the stuff he had—it was almost as if he’d had a treasure trove somewhere in the Middle East. He certainly hadn’t helped authorities sort things out, but what were they going to do to him? He was already on death row.

Not for much longer, though, evidently.

What had Veck’s mother been like—

The knock on the window next to her head was like a shot ringing out, and she had her weapon palmed and pointed to the sound less than a heartbeat afterward.

Veck was standing in the street next to her car, his hands up, his wet hair glossy in the streetlights.

Lowering her weapon, she put her window down with a curse.

“Quick reflexes, Officer,” he murmured.

“Do you want to get shot, Detective?”

“I said your name. Twice. You were deep in thought.”

Thanks to what she’d seen in that bathroom, the flannel shirt and academy sweats he had on seemed eminently removable, the kind of duds that wouldn’t resist a shove up or a pull down. But come on, like she hadn’t seen every aisle in his grocery store already?

“You want my clothes now?” he said as he held up a trash bag.

“Yes, thank you.” She accepted the load through her window and put the things down on the floor. “Boots, too?”

As he nodded, he said, “Can I bring you some coffee? I don’t have much in my kitchen, but I think I can find a clean mug and I got instant.”

“Thanks. I’m okay.”

There was a pause. “There a reason you’re not looking me in the eye, Officer?”

I just saw you buck naked, Detective. “Not at all.” She pegged him right in the peepers. “You should get inside. It’s chilly.”

“The cold doesn’t bother me. You going to be here all night?”

“Depends.”

“On whether I am, right.”

“Yup.”

He nodded, and then glanced around casually like they were nothing but neighbors chatting about the weather. So calm. So confident. Just like his father.

“Can I be honest with you?” he said abruptly.

“You’d better be, Detective.”

“I’m still surprised you let me go.”

She ran her hands around the steering wheel. “May I be honest with you?”

“Yeah.”

“I let you go because I really don’t think you did it.”

“I was at the scene and I had blood on me.”

“You called nine-one-one, you didn’t leave, and that kind of death is very messy to perpetrate.”

“Maybe I cleaned up.”

“There wasn’t a shower in those woods as far as I saw.”

Do. Not. Think. Of. Him. Naked.

When he started to shake his head like he was going to argue, Reilly cut him off. “Why are you trying to convince me I’m wrong?”

That shut him up. At least for a moment. Then he said in a low voice, “Are you going to feel safe tailing me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

For the first time, emotion bled through his cool expression, and her heart stopped: There was fear in his eyes, as if he didn’t trust himself.

“Veck,” she said softly, “is there anything I don’t know.”

He crossed his arms over that big chest of his and his weight went back and forth on his hips as if he were thinking. Then he hissed, and started rubbing his temple.

“I’ve got nothing,” he muttered. “Listen, just do us both a favor, Officer. Keep that gun close by.”

He didn’t look back as he turned and walked across the street.

He wasn’t wearing any shoes, she realized.

Putting up the window, she watched him go into the house and shut the door. Then the lights in the house went out, except for the hallway on the second floor.

Settling in, she eased down in her seat and stared at all those windows. Shortly thereafter, a massive shadow walked into the living room—or rather, appeared to be dragging something? Like a couch?

Then Veck sat down and his head disappeared as if he were stretching out on something.

It was almost like they were sleeping side by side. Well, except for the walls of the house, the stretch of scruffy spring lawn, the sidewalk, the asphalt, and the steel cage of her Crown Victoria.

Reilly’s lids drifted down, but that was a function of the angle of her head. She wasn’t tired and she wasn’t worried about falling asleep. She was wide-awake in the dark interior of the car.

And yet she reached over and hit the door-lock button.

Just in case.

 

Laying his hands on Mahone’s bloody chest, Caleb closed his eyes. Bullets still fired around him, some coming too damn close. Damn it, Riley’s men had to get out before the gas reached them in the crawl space. “Get out!” he yelled.

“The vampire teleported,” Riley shouted. “We’re clear.”

With a sigh of relief, Caleb willed his consciousness into a trance and called to his ancestors for their healing help. He saw them in the colors that swirled behind his eyelids and felt their presence in the heat that immediately suffused his body. Their voices chanted, low and soothing, directing him to keep one hand directly over Mahone’s heart and the other over his eyes. Caleb willed the healing heat building within his body to transfer to Mahone. As it did, he took some of Mahone’s pain into himself.

He felt his own heartbeat slow.

His limbs weakened.

His body began to shake with the effort of remaining upright, and he forced even breaths, sensing he needed to maintain contact far longer than he ever had.

Come on, come on, he urged himself. Hang in there.

The dizziness came next. Then the nausea. He could feel his lungs filling with the gas that swirled around them and knew his time was running out.

His body jerked as he coughed, and the movement threatened to pull his hands away from Mahone.

They had to get out of there, but if he disconnected too soon, it would all be for nothing. Mahone would die. Hell, Caleb would probably die, as well, too weak from the healing to get out on his own.

But then he felt Mahone’s chest rising strongly and his pulse beating regularly, and he knew the healing had worked. The heat slowly left his body, and the voices of his ancestors faded. Caleb whispered his thanks, then opened his eyes. Swiftly, he reached up and unhooked Mahone’s chains from the manacles around his wrists. Mahone groaned and slumped over just as Caleb caught him and threw him fireman-style over his shoulder.

Caleb staggered a few steps before he turned, intending to carry Mahone to the doorway. Halfway there, his knees buckled. He lost his grip on Mahone, and the man slipped and rolled a couple of feet away. Grunting, Caleb fell on all fours, his head hanging, his lungs seizing up.

He’d waited too long. They were both going to die in this warehouse, just like the FBI scientists who’d discovered the vamp antidote only to be killed because of it. He looked up, eyes watering, searching the room, thankful that Team Blue had obeyed his orders even as he regretted the fact no one was going to be able to help him.

But then he saw her. Wraith. Running toward him. He tried to open his mouth. To yell at her to stop.

His heart squeezed. Damn her for putting herself at such risk. He didn’t know how the gas would affect a wraith. Since it worked so well on vamps, immortality had nothing to do with the effects. But he couldn’t make a sound, and Wraith kept coming. She knelt beside him and pulled him up. She was yelling something, and he tried to make it out.

“. . . have to walk! I need to get Mahone. Can you walk, O’Flare?”

She was glancing frantically between him and Mahone, the indecision on her face readily apparent. She couldn’t carry them both out of there before the gas ended them.

“Leave me . . .” he tried to say, but again no sound came out. It didn’t matter. Wraith understood.

She grabbed him by his shirt and shook him, hanging on when he began to slide, practically keeping him on his feet. “No fucking way, O’Flare. I didn’t survive Korea just to come back and lose you in the States. Stay on your feet and move. You’re walking out of here. Got it?”

The vehemence in her voice roused him enough to nod. She released him, and although he swayed on his feet, he didn’t fall. Quickly, she grabbed Mahone, carrying him in the same lift O’Flare had used. Then, amazingly, she positioned herself next to him and ordered, “Lean against me if you need to. Start walking. Now.”

Caleb walked. He didn’t know how he did it, but he managed to put one foot in front of the other. At one point, he did have to lean on her, and he sensed how it slowed her down, but she didn’t move away. She stayed with him.

Until they made it out into the open air. He heard shouts and the sound of stomping feet just as he collapsed.

When he came to, he was being loaded into an ambulance. Riley’s face hovered above him. “Mahone?” Caleb rasped out.

“Still alive,” Riley said. “But I don’t know if he’s going to stay that way.”

From the worried expression on the man’s face, Caleb knew his own chance of survival was also in question.

“Wraith?” he asked, grabbing on to the man’s shirt when he didn’t answer. “What about the wraith?”

Riley shook his head. “I don’t know. She passed out, same as you. No pulse, remember? No breath. No way to tell if she’s alive or dead. They took her in another cab. Your guess is as good as mine.”

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Envy 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 396 reviews.
theReader278 More than 1 year ago
I have read all of J.R. Ward books and Envy was the perfect sequel in the fallen angel series. After crave it's my fav
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love JR Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood series. When she started the Fallen Angels series I was excited but nervous that it wouldn't be as good as the Brotherhood. I just could not put this book down. I like how she always keeps you guessing of what is or could happen next. Some questions that come up in the first book, are still not answered by the third. "keeeeep reeaaddiinngg" She is always keeping you on the edge. Her humor is original and I found my self laughing out loud many times. I could read this book over and over and pick up on new things that have meaning every time I read it. I recommend this book to people who like paranormal romance.
RBtWBC More than 1 year ago
J.R. Ward does it again! Envy is hands down, my favorite of the Fallen Angel series so far! The first two novels in the series were somewhat ‘meh’ for me, they didn’t have the same development and intensity that I’ve come to expect from J.R. Ward’s writing but Envy blew my former opinion of the series right out of the water! Finally we're seeing more from the Angel side of things, pieces are coming together and we delve deeper into the main series arc. I have a feeling that it's only going to get better from here on out! Veck was a great character and if you're a fan of the Brothers than you will definitely fall for this alpha dog. Veck and Reilly’s relationship seems impossible and gut wrenching for readers; you’ll find yourself glued to the pages rooting them on and getting lost in the chemistry that explodes between the pair. And I absolutely love how some characters from BDB cross over, nothing too crazy where you feel lost of you haven’t read the wickedly awesome Black Dagger Brotherhood series, but fun for fans. Jim, the main protagonist throughout the series, still struggles with his new Angel status but is finally coming into his powers. But his honor and integrity will be tested yet again in Envy and the fight with Devina reaches an explosive point. And we can’t forget Jim’s two rugged side-kicks, Adrian and Eddy, who will twist your heart as well in this edition. A sexy, thrilling, wild ride that you won’t want to get off of, Envy is a must read for paranormal romance fans and I can’t wait for the next book in the series! 4.5 Stars
cloggiedownunder More than 1 year ago
Envy is the third book in the Fallen Angels series by American author, J.R.Ward. After saving one and losing one, Jim Heron, the nominated saviour, with his two sidekick angels, Eddie and Adrian, has another soul to save. The action for this instalment starts in BDB Lover Unleashed, when Thomas DelVecchio Jnr (BDB Butch O’Neal’s replacement in CPD as De La Cruz’s partner) is introduced as a cop with unenviable parentage and an anger management problem. When he finds himself in the woods with critically injured serial-killer Kroner, a man he had intended to kill, he can’t remember what happened (thanks to a vampire memory wipe) so he imagines his evil self has taken over. After all, his father, Thomas DelVecchio Snr is a serial-killer on death row. But his call to 911 brings Internal Affairs cop, Sophia Reilly to the scene. The attraction is immediate, and once Veck is vindicated, they are thrown together as partners in Homicide. With Devina up to her usual tricks, the angels have their hands full, and Jim’s focus on Sissy Barten’s fate creates tension between him, Adrian and Eddie. Nor is life harmonious with the archangels, with Colin showing his argumentative side. This instalment has FBI impersonations, a visit to a prison, a hot scene interrupted by pizza, a shock death, a clever trick with mirrors and a gripping climax in a cave. Jim adds another trick to his arsenal; the banter between the characters is enjoyable and Ward sets up the characters for the next book in the series, Rapture. Another habit-forming series. 
srfeike More than 1 year ago
The third book in the Fallen Angel series was just as good as the first two. I love how the author is able to take the characters and make them into people for you. I think she does a good job at making likeable characters. I have absolutely loved Jim Heron from the beginning. He has a very dark past but has a very large heart. In this book I loved Veck and Reilly and their intense but rocky relationship. Veck makes an interesting and lovable character, being haunted by the history of his father, with so much to overcome in order to make himself a separate identity, which is obviously hard for him to do when his father's deeds follow him everywhere. The only thing I did not like about this book was all the slang writing. I know that is the author's style (I am a fan and have read all of her other books as well), but it seemed to be especially thick in this book, like she was just trying way too hard at it. I hope she is able to balance it better in the next book to make the reading smoother and more natural.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I hate it when authors kill a major secondary character, unless they're Stephen King. I've gotten used to King double-crossing his readers. I didn't expect it from Ward, though, and it's spoiled the series for me a little bit. I'll keep reading the books because I do like the characters. Besides, it's fantasy; maybe she'll resurrect the character she killed.
Megan Villani More than 1 year ago
I am a huge fan of Wards. Love the Brother series....Envy, not so much. Hopefully she will meld the 2 series's together, and the angel's stories will get as addicting as the Brothers. I am dying to know who the Brother was that finished off Kroner. Come on Ward........give us another addicting brother book, cant wait until may.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
read the first two books in this new series and found myself getting pulled in til the last page and this third book ENVY...love it!
ADHKWTJ More than 1 year ago
OK, so I am a loyal JR fan! I love love love all her stuff. I loved this one too. I had huge problems with the Reilly character. Without giving too much away, I was flat out angry with her toward the end of the book, and still after finishing don't like her and don't think she was good enough for the Veck character. That asside, another great read from JR! I wish we would get more gllimpses of the Brothers in these books, but hey the little teasers do make you smile!
Ronda Roberts More than 1 year ago
One of her best books
becksdakex on LibraryThing 7 months ago
This is the third book in the fallen angels series by J.R. Ward who also is the author of the black dagger brotherhood series. In this book the fight between good and evil continues, heaven and hell, demons and angels at war. The story is about homicide detective "Veck" who did a brief cameo in a bdb book. He is as all Ward's male protagonists big, sexy, hard with a troubled past, in this case a serial killers son. He soon falls in love with his new partner, internal affairs officer Sophia Rielly who can't deny her own growing feelings for the sexy Veck. Jim and his gang are back again in Caldwell to help Veck "Do the right thing", while the evil, sexy demon Davina does everything in her power to lure Veck to the dark side. I really enjoyed reading this book, J.R. Ward is a great writer and I couldn't put the book down. I love the fantasy world she has build up in the fictional Caldwell with all these amazing men, women, fallen angels and vampires. In most books a cringe a little at the sex scenes but I never do it in a Ward book, they are awesome. I was a bit bored up in heaven but maybe the angels will play a bigger part in the books to come and grow on me. I would also like to know more about what fallen angels actually can do and don't, the rules in this book are a little muddy to me, not as clear as in bdb. Most of J.R. Wards book are very similar to each other, the men behave and talk the same, normally I wouldn't read books like that but I adore this. Can't wait for some new Wards to come out!
SunnySD on LibraryThing 8 months ago
The contest between good and evil continues - Jim Heron and his angelic companions return to Caldwell, NY hoping to win the third round after failing the second. The soul up for grabs this time is Thomas "Veck" DelVecchio's - son of a vicious serial killer, Veck is now a homicide detective. Which is appropriate, as he has serious homicidal tendencies of his own. Not to mention a lot of lust in his heart for his new partner, IA officer Sophia Riley. Veck's afraid he's going to turn out like his father, Sophia's woried about her growing attraction for Veck, Jim's made (literally) a deal with the devil, and the angels in heaven are finding it hard to keep the faith. Things are definitely heating up.Story - good, if predictable. Characters - likeable if likewise predictable. Title - an-noy-ing!!! Not sure who or what is supposed to be envious here, but for some reason Ward's title choice really bugged me. Overall? Readable, but nothing special.
TheLibraryhag on LibraryThing 8 months ago
In this third book of the series, Jim Heron and angelic company are fighting for the soul of Thomas DelVecchio, police detective and son of a serial killer. They are also fighting for Sophia Reilly, Tom's temporary partner and love interest. I really enjoyed this book. I liked Veck and Sophia. Veck was so haunted by his past and the demon, Devina. I like the development of the characters in this book, including the Archangels who supervise Jim and company, I enjoy each of these book better than the one before.
TwilightBlue on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I love the plot of these books. A fallen angel both good and evil is in the war to end all wars - literally. He must save the souls at the crossroads of their lives in order for good to triumph over evil.The third book of he series is every bit as good as the others, but about halfway through, I got put off the book but how the "angels" act. I know they are fallen angels but having sex with multiple partners in the bathroom stall. If you suspend that disbelief and look at the main plot point, it is thoroughly more enjoyable.Thomas "Veck" DelVecchio Jr., a police officer, grew up with a serial killer, his father. Born with evil inside him, his greatest fear is to become like his father. He finds himself being partnered with Sophia Reilly from Internal Affairs and that's when things get steamy. They are drawn together not only through their profession but also on a more personal level. And when it comes time for Veck to choose his way on the crossroads will it lead him to love or to the fires of hell?
TheBooknerd on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I really liked Veck and the development of his character. I enjoyed the interactions between him and Sophia. The plot was pretty entertaining, as well. I must say, though, that the portions of the story (and series) focusing on Jim and the other angels doesn't do as much for me. Jim just doesn't capture my interest. I will continue to read this series despite that, but it does diminish my overall enjoyment of each book.
Charity_Parkerson on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I still love J.R. Ward. I was very excited about this book, and I jumped for joy when it downloaded to my Kindle. The sexy fallen angels are irresistible, and I can't wait to see how this series ends. With all that being said, this book lost a star because of stickability (yes I know that isn't a real word) but it is fitting. I stop reading several times during the first couple of chapters, because of the necessary evil of recounting the story to this point. Once I made it past that, I was golden, and really enjoyed this book. Ward always does an awesome job of keeping her story action-packed, and you care if the H/h wins in the end, even if they are not necessarily a good person. I would recommend this book to anyone who loves her BDB series, despite my own ADD.
Nikk1s on LibraryThing 8 months ago
Like many of J.R. Ward's readers, I saw the foreshadowing of Veck's dark character in Lover Unleashed and because of the awesomeness of Butch's story, I looked forward to his feature in the Fallen Angels series and I didn't have to wait long. I love this writer, this series, and this story. I think that Ward is doing a great job of keeping the stories of each sinner fresh and moving the series forward. I can't wait for the next one. I also have to give 5 stars to the cover model on Envy, I found myself closing the book just to have some man candy.
jmaloney17 on LibraryThing 8 months ago
This is the third book in the Fallen Angels series. Not the best Ward book ever, but good enough for hard core fans of Ward.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love this author.
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