A psychic gift…
Muriah La Deaux's latest job requires her to locate an ancient codex detailing a prophecy of an immortal birth. But before she can deliver it, her client is brutally murdered. Now a man with chaos in his eyes wants the codex she's hiding.
An immortal child…
Issa is one of the original Night Walkers, a proud protector of the mortal world. Now, when the survival of his entire race rests on protecting an unborn child, Issa is the only immortal strong enough to protect Muriah on a risky mission—locate the lost scrolls that will trap their foe—but his tenuous grasp on his sanity is slipping.
The ultimate sacrifice…
Muriah's headstrong spirit awakens feelings in Issa that are best left buried. But as the battle between love and chaos ensues, sacrifices must be made.
Each book in the Night series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Book #1 Night Walker
Book #1.5 Night Thief
Book #2 Night Demon
Book #3 Night Child
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By Lisa Kessler, Alison Blissard, Theresa Marie Cole
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Blood pooled in the bottom of her mouth. The metallic sweet taste made her wince. She had a habit of gnawing on the inside of her cheek as her aggravation level rose. Judging by the size of the hole in her mouth, she'd already hit DEFCON 3 and rising. Great.
She shook her head with a smirk and rolled her eyes. Oh, she was way past aggravated. She'd moved straight on to pissed.
The heels of her pumps clicked against the cement sidewalk, echoing off the walls of the aging brick buildings clustered together near the beach boardwalk. No tourists in this part of Pacific Beach.
The hollow sound magnified the silence surrounding her.
Muriah La Deaux tossed her head, sending her long dark hair cascading back over her shoulder and giving her a clear view of the abandoned alleyway. As soon as her foot left the curb, the sea breeze took control of her hair again until it veiled her face.
Richard stood her up tonight.
"Bastard," she muttered under her breath. Without slowing her pace, she glanced at her watch. Nearly one in the morning. She never should have waited so long.
She shouldn't have waited at all.
"Oh get over it, Muriah. No one forced you to spend the past four hours sitting in his apartment watching HBO," she groaned, well beyond caring if anyone heard her talking to herself. Why did she keep accepting his apologies, giving him second chances?
The real question was who annoyed her more, Richard or herself.
This wasn't the first time Richard failed to show up to meet her. He always had an excuse, an urgent matter. Apparently she wasn't urgent enough to matter.
Maybe it was time to grow up. Her penchant for bad boys and dead end relationships disguised as freedom was starting to feel pathetic instead of thrilling.
A man dressed in black with a stark white collar stepped out of the shadows, offering her a flyer. "The end is near. The signs are all around us. Is your name written in the Lord's Book? Will your soul be saved?"
"Yes," she answered without hesitation and crossed to the other side of the narrow beach street where the yellow streetlights kept the shadows, and usually the fanatics, at bay.
Since the rash of unexplained mass suicides plagued Central America and parts of the southern United States two months ago, the self-proclaimed ministers of doom had been coming out of the woodwork, and they weren't the only ones. Even the mainstream Protestants and Catholics of the world were being strongly encouraged by the clergy to confess and make their souls right with the All Mighty Savior.
The sudden wave of death that swelled out of nowhere disappeared the same way it came. Silently and without warning. But contrary to the preaching of the doomsday ministers, Muriah doubted it had much to do with the end of the world. Strange, unexplained phenomena had been happening for centuries. No denying this one was scary and dangerous, but it was also over.
Just like her relationship with Richard.
She laughed at herself. Relationship. Definitely not what she and Richard shared. More of a convenient friendship with certain intimacies enjoyed on the side. She didn't even know if he dated other women. Knowing him, he probably did, not that it mattered much. She never asked for anything exclusive with any of the men she dated.
The thought of commitment gave her hives ... too real, and much too binding. Way too easy to get yourself hurt. Bad.
But being stood up was getting old. She turned thirty today, and instead of a candlelight birthday dinner with Richard, she spent it alone with his remote control. She didn't need true love, but a guy who called when he ran late wasn't asking too much. Time to stop wasting her life on men like Richard.
He was one of her customers, a collector of rare books and other artifacts. A year ago, he had walked into her bookstore, The Dimension's Den, searching for a certain Mayan codex. He burst through her faded red door oozing with adventure.
Maybe his passion for finding ancient relics had been her downfall.
Richard wasn't alarmingly handsome, more like an average-looking man you might run into at the grocery store. The one you offer a polite smile, but not your phone number. He said his plain looks were an asset to him in his "business."
Mayan relics and writings weren't something many people asked her to find. In fact, over the years, only one other customer had ever requested her help finding documents dating back to the Maya, and he wasn't human.
When Richard came in, she hadn't been certain the codex he wanted still existed, but she craved the adventure to try and find it. Maybe the challenge made Richard more attractive to her.
Hard to say.
While she searched her sources across the border in Mexico, tracing relics older than recorded time with her gifted fingers, Richard made other purchases and soon became a regular customer. Before she realized it, they were dating. She'd never dated one of her customers before.
It wasn't that she had a rule against it, it just hadn't ever happened.
Rule following wasn't her strong suit anyway.
At least her bad boy obsession kept her heart protected from the inevitable good-byes. She went into the relationships expecting them to end eventually. She never should have wasted so much time with Richard anyway. Cutting and running was a simple decision. Painless really.
Yanking her keys out of her purse, she rounded the corner into a darker, narrower alleyway. Her forward motion abruptly halted. She smacked into the chest of a large police officer. Muriah gasped and peeked around his solid frame, her eyes widening when she saw the faded red door to her tiny bookstore blocked off with yellow police tape.
"What happened? This is my store." She dodged to the right, but his large hand caught her arm. "What's going on?"
"Are you Muriah La Deaux?"
Her pulse pounded in her ears. She blinked. Finally, she glanced up at his face and nodded.
Muriah ducked under the tape, trailing behind the officer and into her shop. Her heart sank at the sight of all the uninvited, uniformed guests snooping through her things. Before she could scream at all of them to leave, a tall man with dusty blond hair approached her and offered his hand.
"I'm Agent Bale. You must be Miss La Deaux?"
"Muriah." Numbness seized her as she shook his hand. "Mind telling me what the hell is going on here? You can't just barge into my store without a search warrant."
He released her hand, withdrawing a search warrant and his badge from his pocket. "I've got one. I'm investigating an unusual homicide."
"Homicide?" Her eyes widened. "I don't understand. What does my store have to do with it?"
"Do you have someplace we can speak privately?"
Muriah nodded. "My office is in the back."
She walked past a few more officers and into her office. Once they were inside, she sat behind her desk while the tall agent closed the door.
"Okay, what's going on? Why are you in my store?"
"We couldn't reach anyone at the store, so we got a warrant to check out the connection." He cleared his throat and leaned forward with an intense stare. "One of your customers, a Richard Talley, was found dead on the beach at six a.m. yesterday morning. We have reason to believe he was on his way ..."
The detective's lips kept moving, but she couldn't hear him anymore. The blood drained from her face and her chest tightened. A few minutes ago, she'd been cursing Richard under her breath for standing her up, and now ... Now she understood why he hadn't come to his apartment to meet her and didn't answer his cell phone. He hadn't been alive.
He was gone. Forever.
"Miss La Deaux?" The old, wooden swivel chair screeched as Agent Bale leaned forward. "Are you all right?"
She flinched when his large hand reached across her desk. "Yeah. I'm sorry I'm just ... shocked."
"Would you like some water or something?"
"No, that's all right." Richard was dead? God, Richard was dead. "How? When? I mean, how did this happen? Who did it?"
"We're still trying to determine what happened. That's why we're here. The address on his driver's license is incorrect, but he had a few receipts in his wallet from this store. We're hoping to find out some additional background information about him. When we couldn't contact you today, I got a search warrant."
"He still had his wallet?"
Agent Bale nodded, his steel gray eyes honed in on her. "This didn't appear to be a robbery. We have his credit and banking records. He seemed to spend plenty of time and money in your store. We were hoping to find more connections, like a current address. Can you tell me where he lived?"
"Richard moved around a lot," she whispered. She meant to speak louder, but shock choked her voice.
Her mind raced. She wanted them to catch Richard's killer and give him justice. But she knew what Richard's "business" entailed, and none of it was legal. His "associates" were dangerous, and if they were behind this ...
She didn't want to get mixed up in any of it.
Richard would understand.
She didn't offer up that she had the address where he lived, or that she had been waiting for him in his apartment earlier this evening. As much as she wanted to curl up into a ball and cry, she fought the tears.
It wasn't a good idea for law enforcement to know he had been more to her than just a client.
"Do you know where he lives now?"
"No." Muriah took a breath. "I don't have an address for him."
Detective Bale nodded slowly, looking her over. She did her best to keep from fidgeting like a guilty child. Muriah forced herself to remain still and maintain eye contact. If nothing else, she was stubborn, and if he could sit and stare at her, she'd stare right back.
Finally, Agent Bale glanced down at his notepad. Muriah let out an inward sigh of relief and shifted in her chair as his gaze met hers again.
"Anything else you can tell me about him? Anything that might help us find out who did this or why?"
Muriah swallowed the lump in her throat and shook her head. "I don't think so. He collected rare books. That's all I know. I wish I could be of more help."
Her pulse raced. She fought to stay calm and at least appear relaxed. But she was far from it. Her toes curled inside her pumps, her muscles tense, while she waited to see if he would question her further.
Agent Bale rose to his feet, towering over Muriah. She stood up and offered her hand. He gave her a firm handshake and what looked like a well-rehearsed, empathetic smile. "Thank you for your time and cooperation, Miss La Deaux. We'll try to be out of your shop as soon as possible."
She nodded and watched him walk away. How long was "as soon as possible?" Clearing her throat, she stepped out of her office and headed for the small water cooler in the corner. She never took her eyes off the uniformed officers milling around her shop while she sipped the water.
"So how long have you had this bookstore?"
A well-meaning officer smiled at her. But she was in no mood for small talk.
"All my life." She raised her cup, gesturing to the shelves that used to be orderly. "It's a family business."
"Really? I've come down to Pacific Beach for years, and I've never seen it before."
"Guess you weren't looking for it then." She finished the water. "I don't advertise. It's all word of mouth."
He nodded and shrugged. "I don't go into these new age alternative bookstores much anyway."
Muriah crunched her paper cup and tossed it into the wastebasket. "Alternative to what exactly?"
She rolled her eyes. "My bookstore is an alternative to what? The stores that sell cookbooks with those fancy pictures of food that no one ever prepares, or maybe those novels with steamy covers of men and women none of us could ever hope to meet, or maybe I'm an alternative to those coffee table books no one ever reads, is that it?"
"No, I just meant ..."
"What? That because my store is full of books you never knew had been written, books about spirituality or magic, or maybe just a hard to find manuscript ... That makes it an alternative? I thought it made it a bookstore."
A large hand rested on her shoulder, and she spun away from the shell-shocked officer to find Agent Bale looking down at her with a smile that looked foreign on his stern features.
"I'm sorry if we're upsetting you. We're just about finished."
Muriah flipped the business card in her fingers. Over and over. She wasn't sure how long ago the police left her store. Agent Bale was the last officer to leave, offering her his card and the request that she call him if she thought of anything else about Richard that might help his investigation. It listed his name, title: Federal Agent, cell phone, email, and the same insignia she'd seen on his badge. No mention of which department, or even FBI. Weird.
Why she still had it was anyone's guess.
She heaved a sigh and opened the top drawer of her desk. Tossing the nondescript card inside, she closed it and glanced over at the clock. Just past three in the morning. No wonder exhaustion weighed her down.
But sleep seemed like an impossible dream at the moment.
How could she rest when Richard was zipped in a body bag, and his killer was still out there somewhere?
Muriah pressed her palms on her desktop and pushed herself up to a standing position. Sitting around thinking would make her crazy. She needed to keep busy.
Gradually she made progress, putting her receipts away and reshelving the books the police officers had left stacked haphazardly on the tables. Once she was satisfied with the store, she made her way behind the counter and started her methodical cleaning of the espresso machine and polishing the countertop.
Pride was important when you ran a family business. Since the La Deaux family rolled their wagon into San Diego in 1795, they had run The Dimension's Den under the radar of mainstream society, providing their patrons with coffee, tea, hard to find books, and open minds to discuss the wonders of the cosmos and the supernatural forces of the world.
But the La Deaux family ended with Muriah.
"Oh please! Not now ..." She pushed stools in along the counter grumbling to herself. This was not the time to start worrying about who would carry on the store.
"Stupid biological clock," she muttered.
With all traces of the police investigation gone, the coffee area clean, and some of her nervous energy burned off, Muriah grabbed her purse to head out, locking the door behind her. If she kept moving, maybe the grief wouldn't catch up to her.
She walked down the alley, head held high with her keys firmly in her grasp, giving a jingle with each step she took. She didn't live far from the store, only a couple blocks away, but walking alone this late at night made her jumpy. It reminded her of those B-horror movies. The slasher films where you scream at the college coeds not to go outside. But they always did. And they always died.
Muriah walked faster.
When she rounded the corner to her condominium, a warm sense of relief washed over her. She made it home, no problems.
Except for the tall stranger standing on her steps.
She slid her hand into her purse, and gripped her cell phone. "Can I help you?"
"I believe you can." He stepped down. Closer.
Was that a British accent? She wasn't sure. Muriah took a cautious step back. "Who are you?"
The man walked under the yellow light of the street lamp and tipped his head in her direction. He stood over six feet tall with shoulder-length black hair, and his face looked pale compared to his dark eyes. His jaw was chiseled, along with the rest of his body.
Normally, she might have welcomed a chance meeting with a gorgeous man like this, but at four a.m., after learning someone murdered Richard, something about this man's gaze bothered her.
He stared at her like a famished man drooled over a piece of meat.
In the dim glow of the streetlight, his eyes held her attention. It must've been the yellow tint, but his eyes seemed to lighten, gray, like a storm gathering. She blinked hard, and his lips curved, hinting at a smile. He was stunningly handsome, almost too handsome. Too perfect.
"Interesting." His gaze narrowed. "What are you?"
"Excuse me?" She gripped her keys so two poked between her fingers like brass knuckles.
"I cannot read your thoughts."
This guy was certifiable. Sadly, he was also still on her front steps. "In that case, here's what I'm thinking. You're trespassing."
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ONE OF THE BEST ADULT PARANORMAL SERIES OUT TODAY! OMG! I want to cry because this is the last installment in this series... In this installment we find Issa, God of the West and protector of the human race called into action by his brother to help fight off the schemes of a foe. Issa is such an intriguing character, because he has been alone for so long, he's tougher than most. Until he meets Muriah. That is when the journey picks up winding around obstacles, with twisted turns that take you from one side of the world and back looking for specific relics. The scenes are so well depicted that I felt like a bystander watching them unfold. I Love this series and will definitely be re-reading it many times. Just to feel the emotions of the characters again.... BRAVO Lisa Kessler on a well written, crisp, clean, and picturesque world of the Night Walkers! 5 out of 5 Hearts Lovetiggi's Book Reviews
This book is the conclusion to The Night series. Although it can be read as a standalone, I would recommend you read the books in order to fully understand all of the characters. As the ancient Mayan god of the west, Night Walker Issa, feels he is losing his sanity after all the sacrifices and spilled blood he is responsible for. Among those, the woman he loved and his brother, the god of the north. The death of his brother leaves an imbalance in the world and leaves the Night Walkers vulnerable. Their only hope is an unborn child, who will be the god of the north reborn, carried by a human woman, Gretchen. The Night Walkers have a prophecy about this, but the codex has been lost and no one knows if the baby is immortal in the womb or until after it is born. Muriah is human, but knows of the existence of the Night Walkers. Gretchen’s partner Lukas is a Night Walker and has been watching over her family for generations. Muriah has the gift of psychometry and uses it to located ancient artifacts. She has located the codex for one of her clients/boyfriend, but he is murdered before she can tell him. The God of Chaos sees the vulnerability of the Night Walkers and his chance to rule. If he can get the child and hold him, he knows he can control the Night Walkers and have them do his bidding. Issa and Muriah join forces to put distance between him and the unborn child, while at the same time finding a way to trap him again. During their adventure, Muriah and Issa fall in love with each other. It is not easy as Muriah wants what Issa cannot give her, a family to carry on her family’s legacy. For Issa, he has been alone for so long and has sacrificed so much, that he does not think he deserves to be loved. Muriah shows him that she can look past his duty and into his heart. The chemistry between between the two is hot, but so is the tenderness. I loved this book and it has a wonderful ending to the series.
Sadly the Night Walker series comes to a close. Lisa Kessler has grown as a writer and her fans recognize the quality of this final story. As hard as it must have been to write, the characters carry the reader into the world of Night Walkers. This story takes up where Night Demon leaves off. Lukas and Gretchen are parents to the Night Child, child of the God of the North. Without his birth, the Night Walkers, guardians of the mortal world, would cease to exist and the mortal world wouldn't be far behind. Muriah and Issa are the lead characters in this story. Muriah has hit that wonderful time of life, her biological clock is exploding in her mind. Her psychic gifts, and take charge personality are thrown together with the God of the West, Issa, the great sacrificing god. Their journey to trap Apep, an Egyptian god reject, has them working together, or learning how to work together and deal with their emotional baggage. This was a fast pace, I don't want to put it down, NO! I'm going to keep reading... do what ever you want, just don't bug me, type of book. This whole series has been a joy and pleasure to read. I do hope that Ms. Kessler will pick up the story line of the Night Child... can you imagine, a mortal mom, night walker dad, and an immortal god for a child.. Talk about your terrible twos, and those teenage years!
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Le sigh. Check out those abs. Yummy indeed. I love Ms. Kessler's The Night series and this book was no exception. Issa - Mayan God who did sacrifices, and sort of a vampire too (he drinks blood, cannot wake up/exist out in the sun). Was pretty danged gory when they talked about it, but hey, everyone knows about the whole "rip the heart out" thing so it was awesome. Issa definitely grew over the course of the book as he learned how to not be so isolated and alone. I loved how he couldn't read Muriah and how it drove him crazy (although he did find a periodic way around that problem....) Muriah - The one thing that didn't happen was a full explanation of just what it was that kept Muriah from being read by the Night Walker creatures. I really wish that had been explained, or maybe it was and I just missed it. However, I liked her rather interesting career choice. Not the bookstore, though I loved that aspect of it, but rather her obtaining rare and unusual books - methods better left unexamined. Hehe. And then there was the Egyptian god of Chaos. He was fun and I like that he didn't hold back on using his powers to cause, well, chaos all around him as he hunted Muriah to stop her and Issa from finding the tablet that could lock him away again. I also liked the continued examination of the child being born from a prior Night couple to replace the God killed in the last book. The Egyptian god (the name escapes me, and I feel really bad about that) wanted that child and I totally get the reason for it. So - long story short...read this book. It's awesome and well worth your time. I can't wait to read more by Ms. Kessler! She has two great serieses going (this one and her portal one). Book provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
Lisa Kessler has concluded The Night Series with this wonderful story. Muriah La Deaux is a worthy heroine. She is more than a match for the Mayan God who is her protector. Issa is one of the original Night Walkers and as such is powerful, but he is not prepared for this mortal woman who challenges him. They have to work together. The survival of the world depends on them. Their attraction grows as they fight to defeat the Lord of Chaos. Will they succeed? This book is filled with adventure, danger and excitement. The emotional intensity keeps increasing as does the sensual tension between Muriah and Issa. What a great romance! Apep and his evil minions add to the suspense. The story is a roller coaster ride filled with unexpected surprises. I hated to see this series end.
I have read every single book and Novella in this series and have loved every single one of them!! One of the great parts of this one for me is the heroine, Muriah, already knows Night Walkers exist so with this story, she is the one with the secret. Issa hasn't been around for as long as he has without knowing a thing or two though, so it doesn't take him long to discover that she does in fact have a secret and the way he learns what that secret is, well let's just say... I would love for him to discover my secrets! Every single one of them. *Sigh* These two make an amazing couple and have been bumped up to my favorite out of all of them. It's a definite must read, but if you haven't read the others in this series do yourself a favor and do that! You will be really glad you did!!! I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
This book is a great read. Muriah and Issa story is things are not always going happen the way you think they should, but finding the love of your life is.
Muriah owns a book store that has been in the family for generations. Her specialty is finding rare and authentic artifacts for customers. She has a gift in which she can touch the artifact and see where it has been. She has been trying to find a codex for a client but then he is murdered. She then is introduced to Issa. She feels an immediate pull to Issa, but he doesn't do relationships. Besides as a night walker he once dawn breaks he leaves his body. Great book, Muriah and Issa are trying to save the night child which will continue the night walkers and overall the human race. They are trying to stay one step away from the god of Chaos. This book is full of chaos, excitement and romance.
Muriah knows more is in the world than just humans. She has been hunting for an ancient codex for a client when the client ends up dead. A stranger appears at her door looking for the same thing. Issa is one of the original night walkers and hasn't wanted a woman in a long time. He had his heart broken a long time ago and never thought he would find someone special again. Issa must protect an unborn child and figure the codex out if he is to save the world. Muriah is needed to find missing scrolls and Issa is the only one to protect her. While he never thought to Muriah opens up feelings in him and he will do anything to protect her and save the world. Issa seems like such a hard person or Night Walker I should say. He doesn't let people get close and everything seems to go to pieces around him. That is just the surface. Issa is a very caring and thoughtful guy when with Muriah. She brings out the best in him. He is also a kick butt guy who isn't afraid to fight. Not to mention sexy and while in another form simply beautiful. Muriah should be scared and while at times she is she still will do anything to help out. She has a gift her self and is very smart. She will do anything she can to help Issa even when it puts her in danger. I have enjoyed all the characters but I really love these two. This is a wonderful addition to this series. I love how it all ends. From the start Issa had my attention and the more I read the more I fell for him. I love how he is al dark and deadly one minute then thinking about red slippers the next. It really shows all sides to him. He tries his best to do what needs to be done but he also makes sure Muriah has some wonderful memories. If you are a fan of this series you will be delighted by this book. If you haven't read it yet you must try it.
Once again Lisa Kessler captures me with her words and has me riding the waves of emotions with her characters. I don’t know how she does it, but every time I read one of her books I can’t help falling in love with her characters and becoming emotionally invested in her story. I just love the world of the Night Walkers that she has created and couldn’t be happier at the ending she has crafted for the conclusion to this series. I just loved Issa and Muriah. They were so perfect for each other on so many levels. Being a god, Issa needed someone who wasn’t afraid to stand up and remind him that he was more than just the god of sacrifice, and Muriah was more than up to the task. It was wonderful to see the two of them learn to trust and let each other in. I also liked the fact that despite all that Issa has been through, he acknowledges his feelings for Muriah and commits to them with very little drama. Muriah had a harder time with her feelings which sometimes got frustrating, but I loved how Issa got beneath her defenses and helped her begin the healing process to accept love. I loved all the other characters in this book, from the other Night Walkers, to the Fraternidad, to the “mortals” who have befriended the Night Walkers. I loved the budding romance between Zafrina and Lori, and watching the continued love stories of Calisto and Kate and Lukas and Gretchen. I can’t say enough about this book, other than tell you that you need to read this series! Thank you Lisa Kessler for another great read! I own a copy of this book but have also received an advance copy from the publisher for an honest review.
I wish I could give Night Child a heaven-full of stars! I am amazed, dazed and happy, happy dancing! I'm crying tears of gladness because Night Child was the ULTIMATE PURELY PERFECT CLOSURE to this absolutely impressive paranormal romance series! I want to go back and re-read the whole series again to relive the awesomeness of the whole Night series. I always fall in love with Lisa's heroines and I'm utterly besotted with her Smokin' Hot Night Walkers. Muriah La Deaux, our heroine in Night Child, is an intelligent, loyal, and independent character. She has a strong sense of familial duty, almost to a fault. Issa, our hero, is the oldest of the Night Walkers, the Mayan god of sacrifice and god of the west. For centuries, Issa has been tasked with the most anguishing tasks for the benefit of all humankind. The nature of his duties has taken their toll on him and Issa is mired in grief with the sadness of his unending plight. The demon in this final installment was the god of chaos and he was a VILE despicable villain. His ultimate goal was to control the Night Walkers by taking the Night Child, an innocent unborn child who was destined to take the place of the god of the north who had been previously sacrificed. Without the Night Child, the Night Walkers would all die and humanity would cease to exist. The world was truly in dire straits. This tale grabbed my attention from the very beginning and captivated me until the end. The suspense was gripping as chaos had seemingly insurmountable powers to use in pursuit of Issa and Muriah as they desperately sought the instruments to remove chaos as a threat while discovering solace with each other. Did I mention that Lisa writes the best loving sex scenes? She unequivocally does! AND the surprising twists to the story's plot took me totally unaware. Night Child can be read as a stand-alone but I highly recommend that newbies to the series read the series in order from the beginning. Those of us who have avidly followed the series will experience euphoria at the return of all of the previously featured Night Walkers and their mates. I have stalked :-) Lisa for many years and have literally inhaled every book she's ever published. She is the most talented story teller I know. Every installment of her Night series has been awesome and this final book culminating the series takes the most AMAZING cake! IF you've never read a book by Lisa, pick up this series! You won't regret it! I wish I could give Night Child a heaven-full of stars! 5 Stars!
Once again Lisa Kessler has done the unbelievable - this book is now my favorite in the series and even better than the last one. Which is pretty much what I said about the last book and the one before that! Each book in this series has opened our eyes a little more to the amazing world and characters she has created that somehow manage to blend seamlessly into our reality. I can almost believe that if I were to take a visit to the beach outside Calisto's house in the night that I might see a pair of lovers (there are quite a few in these books) sitting on the book, staring at the ocean and simply being in love, together. To me, that is the power a good writer has - to make us feel and believe that their world is just outside our own. That if we simply look a little closer, believe a little stronger or turn our head at just the right moment, we might be able to glimpse one of the many beloved and interesting people that exist in their imagination and now ours. This is Issa's book. If anyone deserves a happy ending, deserves to find the kind of love his brothers and other Night Walker's have, it is Issa, the God of the West. He has done and given so very much for our world that he is slowly losing touch with what little he has left of himself. He no longer feels like an individual - he fears he losing his ability to feel and even his sanity as living has become an obligation to him. We know that he (and his three other brothers) must exist to keep the world in balance but he is afraid he will never be or have more - to love and be loved like the others. Muriah is the fun-loving, head-strong, intelligent spitfire we met in Night Demon. Her family has known Lukas and been under his protection since Lukas met her great-grandfather as her family settled in the West, a couple hundred years ago. They began a trading post, eventually specializing in those rare and hard to find books. Muriah is turning 30 soon and is beginning to feel the burden of being the last of her family line, to carry on their traditions and work. She struggles with the idea of trusting someone enough to settle down, have children and begin a life together. She is very sure she could never trust or fully give her heart to anyone. Reading this fantastic book was rather bittersweet as it is the final book and features all the characters we have come to love. Lukas, Gretchen and Zafrina have settled in San Diego with Kate and Calisto. Then Issa is summoned to help keep Muriah safe and help her find the information they need to keep the world safe. As we follow along on their adventures, we also get glimpses of the day-to-day life in San Diego as the rest of the Night Walkers (and a few trusted humans) struggle to keep hope for the future alive even as the battle against Chaos continues. Eventually, sadly, this book and this series come to a perfect ending - which is also a beginning. I hope, somehow, we still get to see glimpses of these amazing beings as they live, love and adventure in our world. I received a Advanced e-copy of this book through the Entangled Review Program in exchange for an honest review.