Forbidden (World of Nightwalkers Series #1)

Forbidden (World of Nightwalkers Series #1)

by Jacquelyn Frank

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ISBN-13: 9780345517692
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 10/30/2012
Series: World of Nightwalkers Series , #1
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 519,209
Product dimensions: 4.34(w) x 6.70(h) x 0.96(d)

About the Author

Jacquelyn Frank is the New York Times bestselling author of the Three Worlds series (Seduce Me in Dreams and Seduce Me in Flames), the Nightwalkers series (Adam, Jacob, Gideon, Elijah, Damien, and Noah), the Shadowdwellers novels (Ecstasy, Rapture, and Pleasure), and the Gatherers novels (Hunting Julian and Stealing Katherine). She lives in North Carolina and has been writing romantic fiction ever since she picked up her first teen romance at age thirteen.

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Saugerties, N.Y.

Docia huffed out a frustrated sound as she just missed spilling coffee on the tops of her shoes, jumping out of the way of the car that careened close to the curb she had been about to step off of. It was a miracle she didn’t get killed, kept most of her coffee in her cup, and managed to keep her cellphone from hitting the pavement.

“Hello? Jackson?” she said quickly. “I didn’t hear that last part.”

“Nothing important, Sissy. Just bitching about Landon. I think I’m going to jail for murder soon.”

“Nah, you can’t do that,” she countered. “You know what they do to cops in prison?”

“Ah, crap. You’re right. I’m totally fucked.”

Docia bit her lips, trying not to laugh. Despite his play at humor, she could tell her brother was seriously put out. Seriously off his game, too. He had been ever since his partner, Chico, had taken a bullet to the brain six months ago. Jackson was grieving in his own way, and that way seemed to be one of a lot less patience for a micromanaging boss than he would usually have. Unfortunately, Landon wasn’t a touchy-­feely type who would understand Jackson popping off and punching him in the head. It was crucial she help her brother refocus a little.

“So, how’s Sargent doing?”

Jackson paused. “He’s undisciplined and a pain in my ass. He keeps running away.”

“Yikes.” That wasn’t good. If Jackson couldn’t control Sargent, that could mean a lot more trouble down the line. But her brother had a special touch with these K-­9 pups. No dog would ever be able to replace Chico in Jackson’s heart, but Docia believed there was room for him to move over and share. The trouble was, Jackson might not be ready to think the same way. It was probably too soon for him to have the new dog. He should have waited. Given it more time. But as one of only two K-­9 officers in the Saugerties Police Department, he didn’t have the luxury of waiting too long to replace a downed officer. Especially considering how much time, money, and effort went into training a dog. The department needed the dog badly, and they needed him to be well trained. They also knew that Jackson was the best man to do it. “Well, you’ll get him under control,” she said, not a hint of doubt in her mind. “He’s only a year old.”

“Yeah, well, at a year I had Chico heeling with a snap.”

“Yes,” she said, stepping off the curb once more, “but he’s not Chico, honey. It’s not fair to him to expect him to be. You’ve only had him for a short time.”

Again there were those beats of silence. Docia could almost see him nodding firmly to himself in agreement. Jackson was logical, dedicated, and very ambitious. It wasn’t in him to accept defeat. He just had to get his heart in the game.

“I know,” Jackson said simply, but making it clear by his tone that he had heard his sister’s wisdom. “So where are you?”

Docia smiled at the turn of topic. He needed a little space now, and she would give it to him. She was just happy that he was talking it out with her. He’d been in a very dark place when Chico died. Some people huffed and called him “just a dog,” but Chico was every inch the partner a human might have been for Jackson. Almost none of those scoffers were his fellow cops. They all respected Chico for the officer he had been. Even the irritating chief Avery Landon.

“Well, I just passed Kiss My Feet not too long ago, which reminds me that it’s been far too long since I had a pedicure. Or a waxing.”

“Okay, that’s a need to know, Sissy. And I didn’t need to know.”

“Pfft,” she huffed. “Like you don’t like a girl with all her”—­she used her coffee-­filled hand to gesture in a circle over the front of her body as if he could see her—­“landscaping trimmed.”

“I’m not talking about my sister’s landscaping!” he choked out.



She punched a button, chuckling as she hung up on him. She loved leaving him flustered like that. It amused the bejeezus out of her. Well, he’d wanted the change of topic. So he had gotten exactly that. She stuffed her phone in her bag, a cute little pink-­and-­gray pouch she’d seen at a local resurrection boutique. That was what she liked to call thrift and secondhand stores. Only in her dreams could she own a brand-­new designer bag. No one noticed the slightly worn edge on the bottom, and it looked darling with her winter jacket and its faux fur–­lined hood. She would wear the set the entire winter because she couldn’t afford to change it up, but she was perfectly content with what she had and didn’t waste time and worries on what she didn’t have. Although she didn’t have much time to worry about anything at all lately.

She studiously kept her eyes forward as she walked past Krause’s Candy. The red-­and-­white-­striped decorations on the columns were just screaming at her, begging her to press her nose against the glass and pretend she could smell all those pounds of delicious chocolate. But she persevered. She was late enough as it was. She had a tiny little office to get to and a grouchy boss of her own to deal with if she showed up late.

After a few minutes she was stepping onto the green steel bridge, its concrete retaining walls set about waist level, safe enough but also low enough to allow her to see the water of the Esopus River as it rushed to empty and join with the larger and more majestic Hudson River. The current was stronger than usual for this time of year because they were having such unseasonably warm weather for winter . . . if you could call forty-­three degrees warm. But it wasn’t freezing, so the Hudson on her left didn’t have so much as a single ice patch, and the river beneath her feet wasn’t slowed down in the least as it journeyed a short distance before smashing down over deceptively warm-­looking tan–­and-­gray boulders. It was nothing compared with what it would be in the summer, though. The rushing rampage of water would spit out at a violent velocity that would have much more in common with a volcano venting in an angry upheaval.

She was romanticizing and daydreaming, she realized, picking up her pace over the bridge. The bridge itself was a throwback from a time when automobiles rushing around the curve that led onto it weren’t capable of great speed and drivers wouldn’t disrespect signs and logic and take the turn and narrow bridge a bit too dangerously. That equation hardly left room for even a pedestrian to make it safely across. However, it was the only way for her to get to work, seeing as how her clunky little Volvo had choked to a halt last week and refused to budge without a new alternator. That was a hearty two hundred and fifty bucks she wouldn’t have until her paycheck made its appearance on Friday. Happily, that was only a day away.

“Bad Boys,” the theme to the TV show Cops, burst to musical life in her purse just a few steps shy of the bridge’s midpoint. Docia expertly snatched the cell from the depths of the little bag and put it to her ear.

“I thought I skeeved you out talking about my landscaping,” she said, stifling a giggle when the reminder made Jackson stutter over his next words.

“You—­you did. Just don’t talk about it anymore. Not this early in the damn day. Actually, scratch that. Not ever in the damn day.”

“Did you just call me back to order me around or is there a point to this call?”

“I’m serious, Sissy! Promise me you won’t mention it again.”

“I’m hanging up on you,” she threatened.

“You’re being a child,” he groused.

Docia snickered through her nose and had a perfect comeback for that. She really did. But as she caught sight of the huge SUV barreling toward her on her side of the bridge, a shower of sparks pluming up as it laved the wall like a lover running his tongue up his partner’s neck, the juicy retort froze in her throat.

She dropped everything. Cup of coffee. Phone. Cute pink-­and-­gray bag. And somehow she managed to scramble up onto the wall and avoid becoming human hamburger as the SUV ground past her, close enough to catch her skirt and rip it.

Close enough for the passenger to lean his bulk out the window, reach out, and shove her hard off the bridge.

For a moment there was nothing but air. An instant where she sucked in her breath, a flash of existence where she seemed to float without gravity. That indrawn breath seemed so loud to her own ears and the scream that followed not loud enough. And just before she hit the maw of rocks and water beneath her because the laws of gravity had not been suspended after all, all she could think of was that she hoped the current was running fast enough to sweep her body out of Jackson’s jurisdiction.

It was all she had time for before rocks crashed into her head and her back and a rushing swirl of icy water swept her up and slammed her into another set of rocks as though someone had tossed her into some kind of sick demonic machine in the Laundromat, filled with stones and the ultimate cold-­water cycle. The pressured water slammed up her nose and clawed across her face, forcing itself into her open, screaming mouth and down her throat. It punched its way into lungs fighting instinctively to resist its invasion. She had never thought inhaling water would hurt so much. And her first instinct, the instinct to scream with the pain, was robbed from her because her lungs were paralyzed with frozen water.

Docia disappeared from the world as she knew it very shortly after that.

“Hello? . . . Helloooo? . . . Sis?” Jackson frowned at the phone, then hung it up with the push of a button. His sister’s cellphone was a piece of crap. He knew it was all she could afford on her salary, but it bugged him that she dropped calls all the time and had a hard time getting a good signal. One of these days she was going to need help or something and that crappy little phone wasn’t going to do her any good.

He made a mental note to get her a better one for Christmas.


You are much too young to die, a beautiful voice breathed across Docia’s mind.

She agreed wholeheartedly. But she didn’t see how she had much choice in the matter. Who really did? When your ticket was punched, your ticket was punched. There wasn’t much that could be done about it.

So easily you give up. I have no compatibility with such a weakness.

Oh, bite me, she thought back heatedly to whatever afterlife spirit had suddenly decided to harass her at the shittiest moment of her impending death. Since this is my first death, you’ll have to excuse the hell out of me if I don’t know what’s expected of me! she railed at the voice twisting around her spirit. Where the hell was the warm, fuzzy light and the peace everyone said she was supposed to be feeling? No one ever mentioned a nagging, judgmental bitch with an exotic accent picking on her flaws.

Then Docia found herself on her feet in a soft environment. She could smell the thick presence of incense in the air, pungent and sweet, yet musky and as erotic as it was exotic. She was surrounded by a swirling grayness with ever-­moving clouds of fog tumbling past her as though they were commanded by a current as rest- less as the one she had fallen into.

Been shoved into.

Hey, what the fuck was with that, anyway? she wanted to know. If she was going to be all dead, shouldn’t she be able to look down onto the world or something and find out all the answers she hadn’t been able to see when she’d been alive? Oh . . . hell . . . could she be an angel if she thought the word fuck a lot? Oh fuck! What if she said it all the time? That was bad, right? She really wanted to be an angel. Not that hell scared her so much—­no, wait, it did—­but more because she wanted to be able to watch Jackson. To make sure he made it okay. Angels got to watch their loved ones, didn’t they? Maybe protect them?

You will be useless to them dead, that annoying bitch in her head said depressingly. But she was less in her head now and more in front of her. She materialized before Docia, a small, petite creature dressed all in gold and rough-­cut gems that seemed to catch the sudden growing sunlight that poured in around and over them both. Now here was the amazing warmth she had been expecting, but she had not expected it to feel like lying in the sun on the beach . . . that baking heat that singed her nostrils. The clearer the unseen spirit became to Docia’s eyes, the more beautiful she seemed. Crisply banged black hair smoothed to straight perfection beneath a gleaming gold headdress, its crest looking like a serpent in a very Egyptian fashion on her forehead. She had skin the color of a dark nut, but her eyes were the most vibrant black and brown she’d ever seen in her life. She’d always thought brown eyes, such as her own, were dull and plain, but there was nothing dull or boring about these eyes that ran over her from head to toe. In fact, she seemed to be sharp and assessing, alive and regal in ways that Docia had envied in powerful women she had seen in the media. She had envied them their braveness and their seemingly unstoppable will. Traits she felt eddying off the woman in front of her.

“Welcome to the Ether,” she greeted Docia crisply. Not that she didn’t sound very welcoming, just that she sounded impatient, as though she resented the time she had to waste on the formality. She confirmed that with her next words. “We haven’t much time. You show some promise, I must say. You have more strength than you know.”

“Good to know,” Docia said dryly, her eyes rolling.

The woman tsked. “She’s impatient.”

“She’s in need of molding, love.” A disembodied male voice burst to life, its depth and richness seeming to come from all around her, pressing in from all sides with power and strength. “You will lend her all she needs.”

The queenly figure tilted her crowned head and narrowed her kohl-­lined eyes on Docia. The heavy black-­and-­gold accent should have made her look like an overmade piece of trailer trash, but somehow it did not. It made her even more beautiful, even more imposing, made those brilliant brown eyes all the more exotic.

“She has heart,” she said after a long moment.

“The rest will come,” assured that resonating, bodiless male voice.

Docia opened her mouth to say something, feeling a bit irritable, seeing as how she’d just died and all, and the woman raised a hand to forestall her.

“No,” she corrected. “Not dead yet. But on the cusp. That is the only reason you are able to come to the Ether and see me,” she said strongly. “You have a choice to make. To live or to die. Only now, on the brink of death, as you open enough to allow me in . . . only now do you have an opportunity like no other. I cannot promise it will always be everything that is good and wondrous, but if you let me in, it could help us both to evolve into the beings we wish to be.”

“I’m supposed to decide between life and death? Well, duh. That’s a no-­brainer,” Docia said dryly.

“But you will not be Docia any longer,” the regal beauty warned her. “You will share everything about yourself with me from this moment forward. In some ways you will supersede your mortal flesh. Nothing will ever be the same for you again.”

“Nothing? You mean, I won’t see my brother?”

The Egyptian beauty hesitated, then looked over her shoulder as if at someone else. The owner of that disembodied male voice, no doubt.

“You will see him. But . . . all your relationships will change. This cannot be helped. Often, humans cannot accept change. And there will be much change. Now decide quickly. Time runs very short for you. Your hold on the Ether is weakening.”

Life or death. Herself but different. Leave Jackson and make him suffer another difficult loss, or stay and—­

“Leave or stay for yourself only, Docia,” the stranger urged her. “Your love for your sibling is admirable, but he cannot be your reason for staying. You must make this choice for yourself and yourself alone. No other reason.”

No other reason. No other reason except that she was too young to die. Hell, she’d barely even had a chance to live. She’d never traveled outside of New York. She’d never fallen in love or had mind-­blowing sex. Sex, yes, but her mind had remained decidedly unblown. She’d wanted to go white-­water rafting . . . Oh. Wait. Scratch that. She might have been missing a raft, but that definitely had just been a white-­water classification.

And she wanted to find out just who the hell had pushed her over the wall. The jerk. Was that some kind of joke? Not to her! There was no way in hell she was going to let someone get away with killing her!

“I want to live,” she said quickly, before the ethereal queen could tell her vengeance was an unacceptable reason for living. It was only one of them. And it wasn’t vengeance so much as a powerful desire for justice.

“Justice is one of the best reasons to fight for survival,” the other woman countered as she reached out to touch Docia’s face. But just before she made contact, she stopped. Docia realized the Egyptian beauty was breathing hard, her hand shaking as it hesitated in the air. That was when Docia realized the grand and composed woman was more than a little afraid. She glanced over her shoulder once again, and there was another wash of warmth, again like sun radiating off well-­baked sand.

“Go. It is well past your time, love. You will be very needed,” the male encouraged her in a warm whisper of strength that seemed to emanate all throughout.

“I will see you again,” the beauty whispered to him just before she touched Docia’s cheek, leaned in, and kissed her full on the lips. It was a kiss of warmheartedness, almost tender at first, but it quickly grew stronger and more passionate. Docia was shocked by the aggressive sensation of a tongue parting her lips, reaching to touch her own. She wanted to balk . . . she would have balked . . . but the moment that tongue touched hers, a searing golden light began to pour into her from every orifice, starting with her hot, burning mouth.

She breathed in, a reflexive reaction, and just like breathing in ice-­cold water, the act of breathing in the fiery heat of this burning light was excruciatingly painful. She felt as though her body and soul were bursting apart, devolving into a molecular state where all the tiny bits of atoms that made up Docia came apart, unraveled, and hung suspended in that hot, golden light. Then the molecules slowly drew together again . . . only this time when they connected, there were newer little atoms weaving their way into her makeup.

By the time she was whole again, she had collapsed into unconsciousness and let the comfort of darkness take hold of her.

Of them.

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Forbidden: The World of Nightwalkers 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 60 reviews.
DComfort More than 1 year ago
ABOUT THE BOOK: From New York Times bestselling author Jacquelyn Frank comes this first book in The World of the Nightwalkers—an exciting and sensual new spin-off series in which the Bodywalkers, an ancient race of the night, battles the evil forces who prey on them. The unexpected happens in an instant. On her way to work, secretary Docia Waverley hurtles into a crashing crossroads, and she quickly begins to suspect that things will never be the same. Then, when a tall, blond, muscular stranger intervenes on her behalf, telling her it is his duty to protect her at all cost, what is just a feeling turns to proof positive. That is, as long as Docia’s savior doesn’t turn out to be a crazed kidnapper. When Ram finds Docia, he has no doubt that she is his queen. But as this golden warrior sweeps in to protect her, he feels something more than body heat every time they touch. He is overwhelmed by a searing connection that goes deep into the twin souls inside him. A desire rises in him that is forbidden—this woman is his queen, the mate of his king, his leader, his best friend. And yet Docia is so vulnerable and attractive that she awakens a hunger in Ram that is undeniable, a carnal craving he cannot yield to . . . not without risking the very survival of the Bodywalkers. REVIEW: This was a pretty intense piece as far as the action and sensuality of the book goes. The author’s writing is done very well, and she has a way of drawing you into her scenes like no other. I did feel a bit frustrated with this piece, though. The character development seemed to be lacking a bit and I never really felt as if I connected with them. I almost felt lost about half-way through the book, simply because the story jumped quite a bit without a lead in. Almost as if a huge chunk had been taken out. I did give it three stars, when I wanted to give it so much more, but the lack of connection really bothered me with this piece. I won’t say it bombed entirely, because it didn’t, but with me, when I read, I want that connection. The action and sensual scenes were great though and it does keep you on the edge of your seat and turning the pages as you go. For a thrilling package that boasts pieces of a completely new world, pick this one up today and dive in.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
However, she kept ending each chapter right in the middle of a good part and the start of the next chapter would involve different characters. I guess she was trying to draw out the suspense with the mini cliffhangers but the actual result was less that and more like lots of annoying interuptions. I usually love her work. This one I just liked. The series has promise. I just hope she stops the disjointed interuptions in the next books.
Mich_Mc More than 1 year ago
In Forbidden Jacquelyn has expanded the myth involved in the popular Nightwalker series by introducing the possibility of a further six nations onto the existing six, previous knowlege of the Nightwalker books is not needed to enjoy this but I highly recomend reading them. The Bodywalkers have their mythology based in ancient Egypt, when their mortal body dies their soul returns to the Ether, which is the place between life and death. Once they have recovered from their "death" they are able to hitch-hike back to Earth and into a new body by possesing a human at the moment of their death. Both parties have to be in agreement though, and over a period of time the two souls will merge allowing them to share a body. Following an attempted murder, Docia is introduced to a world she never expected existed. Raised by her brother, Jackson, and his friend Leo after the death of her parents, Docia has led a pretty uneventful life so why are people suddenly trying to kill her? The melding of Docia with a Bodywalker occurs after the first attempt to kill her, this invites even more bad guys to try and kill her, luckily for her it also introduces a protector in the form of Ram/Vincent who believes her to be hosting his Queen. Along the way we meet new foes and allies, the plot has many twists and a forbidden romance that raises the heat level. It's a promising beginning to the series, like all first in series books with such a huge mythology there is a large amount of info thrown at you in this book, it was a little hard to get my head around at times. I was greatful for the distraction that Jackson provided and I'm looking forward to getting to know him better. Jacquelyn has proved once again why she is a master (or should that be mistress?) of what I like to term "fantasy paranormal". The worlds she creates are so indepth and different that you can't help but believe they may actually exist. 4 Stars Reviewed for Literal Addiction, ARC provided by Netgalley.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I was left feeling mixed abut this book. Parts of the book were slow, others interesting. The romance kind of got lost in all of the information about the Nightwalker world. The chracters are strong yet vulnerable and grow on you. Will continue with the series and see where it goes.
mammy4423 More than 1 year ago
Forbidden (The World of Nightwalkers #1) by Jacquelyn Frank My Thoughts: I for one, loved all the explanations that were throughout this book. I am a new reader of Jacquelyn Frank and soon discovered that this is a continuation of another series. Needless to say, I will be getting the Nightwalker, Shadowdwellers and the Gatherers. I am not sure if The Gatherers is of the same world but, I still want the series. I loved this first book and am looking forward to the next one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I adore the authors other books. Drink of Me is my fav and Ive read it 4 or 5 times, her other Nightwalker books Ive read at least twice. Normally I love her style, but here it didnt come across very well. An additional 100 pages would have done wonders for the story. I felt like the author was trying to give so much information in this new world within the Nightwalkers that there wasnt much room for the love story. The dual souls deal was hard to open myself up to, as Dosha says "Its a menage a everybody" While the hero/hero and heroine/heroine eventually grew on me I found I loved the side characters more. This series has great promise if the stories can be lengthed enough that the primary romance doesnt become overshadowed. I will continue with it. I want to read Jacksons story and lean about the other Nightwalker races she teased us with.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am totally hooked and cannot wait for the next book. I love how the author created a whole new world to become immersed in, but kept it connected to her earlier, much enjoyed, books. As to the many cliff hanging chapters, well that just meant that I couldn't put this book down and finished it in a day.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this new series by this author. I like her work and this series looks very promising. I can't wait to read the next.
mayrama More than 1 year ago
I have read many of her book an find her to deliver on her books. If you are looking to read something good this is the book for you.
LadyHighlander More than 1 year ago
This series reminds me of the author's first series I read "Night Walkers". I didn't care for the Shadowdwellers series,but this one I just read shows me the author's talents of thinking out of the box. I found the characters interesting & with depth. There was mystery & surprise & of course romance. Way to go Miss Frank keep it up. Also loved her book "Adam" & am looking forward to the next book "Forever"
MyUrbanFantasies More than 1 year ago
Originally published on my blog, My Urban Fantasies. (myurbanfantasies.blogspot) I was a Jacquelyn Frank virgin before this book. I've never read any of her books and barley recognized her name when I saw it on LibraryThing Early Reviewer. To be completely honest the hot piece of man candy on the cover is what grabbed my attention. Unfortunately that's all he grabbed. *sigh* Where do they find these guys? I'm thinking I need 2 or 3 of my very own. After I read this book the only thing I could think is that I've been living under a rock for 6 years. Frank is an amazing writer. I have no idea how she missed my radar, but she's definitely on it now. Forbidden is supposed to be a paranormal romance. To me, it reads more like an urban fantasy. If you're expecting a hot romance with a side story of who's trying to kill Docia, expect to be disappointed. I'm not saying there is no romance in the book, because there is, it's just not the main story. Relax about the Docia bit, that was not a spoiler. You find that out on page 9. I refuse to believe that anything before page 10 can be considered a spoiler. As I said before, I've never read The Nightwalkers. Other than having no idea who the characters were in the prologue, it did not seem to be a problem. The Bodywalkers are a new species, or according to the prologue a new nation, and with that comes a new set of characters. If you're into Egyptian history you're going to love the Bodywalkers. There few heavy hitters mentioned: Menes, Hatshepsut, Ramses II and Cleopatra. How the Bodywalkers came to be is such an original concept. I do not know how Jacquelyn Frank came up with it, but it's brilliant. The Bodywalkers are as old as Ancient Egypt. Instead of bringing the mortal world and their earthly possessions with them; the mummification process actually prevented the Ancient Egyptians from entering the afterlife. Mummification instead tethered the Ancient Egyptians to the mortal world and a between place called the Ether. The Ether is essentially where the Ancient Egyptians' souls stay until they can blend with a human, becoming Bodywalkers. When a human is on the brink of death, specifically near a Nexuses point, they are sometimes temporarily pulled into the Ether. The human is then given a chance to share their mortality with a Bodywalker. If the human says no their soul moves on to the afterlife. If they say yes it's a second chance at life for the host human, also known as the original, and the Bodywalker, also called a carbon. There are perks for accepting the Blending. The shared human body is now stronger, heals faster and their life span is significantly longer. When the human body dies the human spirit moves to the afterlife and the Bodywalker is returned to the Ether for 100 years. Docia is my favorite character. She's spunky and a little weird, but in a good way. Unfortunately as the blending process continues you get less of Docia. She's basically sharing her body with another person and that person also has to make an appearance. Asikri, Leo and Vincent deserve an honorable mention. They have this whole wise-ass bad boy thing going on, it's really hot. I would have given this book more stars but there were a few spots that were slow and the mummification history was a little repetitive. Would I read the next book in the series? Absolutely.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love how Jacquelyn Frank writes. It is a wonderful journey. I can hardly wait for the next one. And when she brings the different nightwalker worlds together in the future, I hope. I love when you have the continuation of other characters in the series its like saying hi to an old friend.
liams_mom More than 1 year ago
Been waiting on a new nightwalker novel for a while. This was a great addition to the nightwalker universe
CarolIL More than 1 year ago
Thrilling, sexy and funny! I found the Nightwalker series addictive and I am so glad Jacquelyn Frank chose to continue with the World of the Nightwalkers series. I am looking forward to reading each and every one.
LizChapman More than 1 year ago
I was very disappointed in this book. I love all of her previous book, especially the Nightwalkers. I wish the overview had mentioned it was about egyptian reincarnation. I was bored with all the information and thoughts she kept giving. I had a hard time finishing the book and skipped over pages at at time. I wish Ms. Frank would go back to her Nightwalker& Shadowdweller character writing... They were excellent and I read most of them second time.
katsindiebookblog More than 1 year ago
*** Gifted via Netgalley by the publisher in exchange for an honest review*** Well I have thoroughly enjoyed this book, and in fact I am 80% through book 2 Forever: The World of Nightwalkers after this book finished I just had to carry on reading. This is the first book in the series and we are introduced to Docia. Docia is an interesting character, and I can see that she is a bit of a timid mouse on the outside to start with but I love her attitude, fashion style - I love op shops - I think I will call them regeneration shops now too - such a cool word for them. Docia is the sister of K9 Cop Jackson, and when Docia is reported dead after a hit and run he is distraught, I think Jackson although he isn't the main character in this book, caught my interest the most. But miraculously Docia survives, but her life is far from safe, and when she is attacked again Docia ends up catching the attention of 'Ram' and the adventure kicks into high gear. I don't want to give too much away, but I love how the world is based on Egyptian Myths and Gods, I also love Jacquelyn Frank's idea of how Egyptian burial rituals come into play with the Bodywalkers creation. no spoilers though, you need to read this book to find out how they come into being. With bodywalkers, gargoyles and who knows what else could make an appearance you will be glued to this book. Right back to finishing book 2...
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Kind of interesting but could not hold my attention. I feel as though I'll not be able to finish this book. Really want to but just moves too slow and jumps from one characters pov to another.
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WolfFaerie17 More than 1 year ago
Docia Waverley is a secretary in a small business. She has brother named Jackson whose a K-9 Cop who recently lost his canine partner Chico. Docia and Jackson are also looked after by Leo as well. Docia is thrown from bridge and dying when she's offered a choice to take on a Bodywalker. Docia agrees and the world she knows will never be the same again. Ram aka Vincent Markaz is a Bodywalker and second in command to Menes The Politic King. Ram is searching for the queen only to find Docia's amazing recovery from death. Ram tries to slowly explain about Bodywalkers and The Blending that takes place in the originals body. Ram also has another problem Docia creates an electric sensation in him that he can't explain or his attraction either. The Templars are fanatical group that are lead by Odjit or Selena who wants to be come queen or Pharaoh of all Bodywalkers. Is Docia really the queen reborn or someone else? Will Ram let his body rule him or do his duty to Pharaoh? Can Odjit be stopped? Will Jackson accept Docia's changes? Your answers await you in Forbidden. Wow another addition into Nightwalker World. I really like the Egyptian aspect of this part of Nightwalker World. Docia very much reminds me of Isabella from Jacob. Jackson is much like Elijah in his protectiveness towards Docia. I'm looking forward to more stories added to Nightwalker World.
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RtBBlog More than 1 year ago
Reviewed by Jen Book provided by NetGalley for review Review originally posted at Romancing the Book When I heard that Jacquelyn Frank was doing a spin off of her popular Nightwalker series, I was excited. I’ve been a longtime fan of the series and the other spin-off, Shadowdwellers. In this series, the Bodywalkers (along with a few other Nightwalker species) are introduced. I think this book falls into the category that many “first in a series” books end up. While I liked the book, so much world building occurred that often times I felt it very hard to keep up. There were also a lot of characters to keep track of and I’ll come back to this point in a moment.  Then there is the whole idea behind the Bodywalkers. The ancient Egyptians, in their bid for afterlife, did mummifying and embalming. But in Ms. Frank’s spin, this practice actually angers their gods and their spirits never rest, causing them to share a body with humans. Their personalities and consciousness’s merge and in return the host lives a longer life and is enhanced… but they’re also relegated to living at night. Docia is the heroine of the book. In the first chapter, she’s killed and then resurrected as a Bodywalker. As the story progresses, she learns about the spirit now merging with her own.   Ram, our hero, is her guide into this new world. I ended the book without strong feelings for either of them. I rooted for them to get together and overcome the odds, but in the end, I think the plot and world building tended to overshadow them. I think what bothered or perhaps confused me the most is the idea of Bodywalkers. Two spirits joining together in one body. Add in a romance between two Bodywalkers, and there are now four “people” in the relationship. Throughout the book, the characters (Ram and Docia) are sometimes called by their host names and sometimes their spirit names and it was just odd. I suppose in my confusion, I could totally relate with Docia as she’s suddenly plunged into this world and actually has to live in it. It sounds like I hated the book, but that’s not true. In the end, I laughed and cried and wanted to know more. Yes, I was confused through most of the book, but it was mostly cleared up in the end and there’s enough of a cliffhanger that I’m looking forward to the next book.
ValerieStuckInBooks More than 1 year ago
4 stars - Such an utterly brilliant world these Bodywalkers! First Impression...That cover! That definitely got my attention. I haven't read a lot of paranormal lately and I love PNR so this one had my interest for sure. I was, also, trying to figure out who this "ancient race of the night" could be. That had my wanting to read it. The Story...I've never read this author before. Since this was a spin-off, I was worried that I would be lost in a complex world but except for the prologue I was perfectly fine. The prologue is full of clues and a world I don't know. I did go back and read it after the fact and wasn't as lost. This story is so unique. A world that I haven't seen in any other paranormal series before. Not vampires or shifters though they are part of this world, the Bodywalkers are something different. I enjoyed learning the lore and having it fall in to place for me. I will say that this series feels more Urban Fantasy than Paranormal Romance. The romance is a central issue in the story but it's not a romance book. This is clearly a first book of a series kinda book. It builds a great world and sets up for more the story to come. The Characters...I loved Docia. From her name to her personality, she is totally quirky. I really enjoyed that. Her strength and her love for her brother are put to the test as she is asked to join this world in a very personal way. The blending had me kinda sad. I wasn't really excited to "lose" Docia so much but, thankfully, she is still there. As for Ram, I loved him. He's a fierce warrior and loyal servant of his king. He is so not allowed to feel the way he does about Docia and the fact that all his years of devotion were put to the test to resist it was fun to watch. The excellent. The style is one that I normally struggle to read. It's from multiple points of view and that changes frequently. It's third person but we do get to hear what they are thinking. It takes a lot of writing talent to pull this style off and I really think the author did it. Could I Put It Down...Mostly, I didn't want to put it down. I rarely get to read straight through, such is the life a working adult. There were a few slow spots but mostly, I kept turning the pages. In The End...The ending was a bit of a twist. I'm very interested to read the next one and see how that plays out. Having not read the original series, I'm definitely interested in picking it up. I think that people who enjoy Urban Fantasy with a side of yummy will enjoy this the most.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago