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No Mercy (Dark-Hunter Series #14)

No Mercy (Dark-Hunter Series #14)

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by Sherrilyn Kenyon

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Live fast, fight hard and if you have to die then take as many of your enemies with you as you can. That is the Amazon credo and it was one Samia lived and died by. Now in contemporary New Orleans, the immortal Amazon warrior is about to learn that there's a worse evil coming to slaughter mankind than she's ever faced before.

Shapeshifter Dev Peltier has


Live fast, fight hard and if you have to die then take as many of your enemies with you as you can. That is the Amazon credo and it was one Samia lived and died by. Now in contemporary New Orleans, the immortal Amazon warrior is about to learn that there's a worse evil coming to slaughter mankind than she's ever faced before.

Shapeshifter Dev Peltier has stood guard at the front of Sanctuary for almost two hundred years and in that time, he's seen it all. Or so he thought. Now their enemies have discovered a new source of power- one that makes a mockery of anything faced to date.

The war is on and Dev and Sam are guarding ground zero. But in order to win, they will have to break the most cardinal of all rules and pray it doesn't unravel the universe as we know it.

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“Kenyon's writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative.” —Boston Globe

“[A] publishing phenomenon…[Sherrilyn Kenyon is] the reigning queen of the wildly successful paranormal scene. . .Just one example of arguably the most in-demand and prolific authors in America these days.” —Publishers Weekly

“A skillfully written and entertaining tale…rich with complex characters, snappy dialogue, and sweet moments.” —Tulsa World on Bad Moon Rising

Acheron sucks you into Kenyon's world and keeps you there from the first page until the last.” —Midwest Book Review on Acheron

“An engaging read.” —Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry

“A delicious balance of suspense and sensuality.” —Publishers Weekly on Dark Side of the Moon

“Kenyon delivers the goods readers have come to expect, and more.” —Booklist on Dark Side of the Moon

“[Kenyon]succeeds in offering a lively read containing her signature blend of brisk action, sensual thrills, and light humor.” —Publishers Weekly on Seize the Night

“Kenyon's Dark-Hunter books are changing the face of the vampire novel, making it hip, darker, and all the more appealing.” —Publishers Weekly on Dance with the Devil

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No Mercy

By Sherrilyn Kenyon

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2010 Sherrilyn Kenyon
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ISBN: 978-1-4299-2935-6


"Is it just me or has the entire world gone stump stupid?"

Dev Peltier laughed as he heard his brother Remi's voice in his ear while he stood outside the front door of the Sanctuary club his family owned. He and Remi were half of a set of identical quads ... and that comment was so out of character for his surly brother that Dev had to shake his head. "Since when you channel Simi?" he asked into the headset he wore so much that it felt weird whenever he didn't have it in his ear.

Remi snorted. "Yeah ... like I'm a friggin' Goth demon chick dressed in a corset, frilly skirt, and tights trying to eat my way through the menu ... and staff."

That was definitely Simi to a T.

But Dev couldn't resist ribbing him. "I always knew you were a freak, mon frère. This just proves it. Maybe we should rename you Frank-N-Furter and throw little wienies at you whenever you walk past."

"Shut up, Dev, before I come out there and make myself a triplet."

As if. Remi had obviously forgotten who'd taught him how to fight. "Bring it, punk. I got a new pair of boots itching to head up someone's —"

"Would you two stop fighting over the open channel? ... And grow up while you're at it. I swear I'm going to make bear stew out of both of you tonight if you don't stop." Aimee broke off into a round of French, their native language, so that she could continue insulting and emasculating them.

Dev bit back a smart-ass response to his sister's hostile tone that was punctuated by several cheers of approval from the rest of the crew, whose headsets allowed them to overhear every word.

To be honest, he and his family didn't need the headsets to communicate. Part of being shapeshifting bears was that they could project their thoughts so long as they were within a reasonable distance from each other — though some of them were better at that than others. But that tended to raise suspicion among the mundane humans who worked for them and especially the ones who patronized their business. So they wore the sets in an attempt to at least appear normal.

Yeah, right. Normality had waved bye-bye to his family and his species a long time ago. But what the hell?

He rocked the headset look.

Even so, Dev pulled it off his head as his sister's ranting in French reminded him of his mother's and an unexpected surge of grief tore through him. How he missed the sound of his mother bitching at him in French. ...

Who would have ever thought? Of all the things to miss.

I must be sick in the head. And yet his mother's sharp voice haunted him from the past.

You need to grow up, Devereaux. ... You're not a cub anymore. Haven't been one in over two hundred years. Why you bait your brothers so and make me lose my mind? Mon Dieu! You are ever my bane when you misbehave. Just once, can't you counsel your tongue and do as I ask? How can we rely on you if you insist on acting like a boy child? Did you learn nothing? Dev flinched as he saw her face in his mind while she read him his daily riot act.

It was a face he'd never see again and a voice that would one day all too soon fade completely from his memory.

How he hated change.

For over a hundred years, he'd taken his post at Sanctuary's door, watching as all manner of beings came and went. A sentinel in more ways than one, he'd let the humans pass without stopping them. But to the preternatural patrons who came here, he always explained the rules of Sanctuary and interrogated them to determine how much of a threat they'd be if they attacked — as well as to determine who their allies were.

Just in case.

Now he stood post to make sure their enemies didn't finish destroying the club they'd only just put back together from the fight that had scarred them all.

I miss you, Maman. He missed his father just as much.

Stuff they could replace. Boards could be nailed back in place and counters remade. Smoke damage repaired.

But his parents ...

They were gone forever.

And that made him furious as more grief racked him. It'd taken all of his strength not to go after the lycanthrope pack that had attacked them. If not for the knowledge of it causing the Omegrion — the ruling council for the werebeasts — to hunt down his remaining family and kill them in retaliation, he wouldn't have hesitated. But that he could never chance. He would not be responsible for the death of a single family member.

Not even his brother Remi.

He'd seen too many of his family killed in front of him. ...

I really want to leave.

It was a thought that was becoming more and more appealing. Ever since they'd reopened Sanctuary after the battle and fire, he'd been struck hard with wanderlust. The only reason he'd stayed here as long as he had was that his mother had asked him to remain with the family and help protect his younger sister.

Now that his mother was dead and Aimee was mated ...

Staying wasn't as necessary as it'd been before. Every day he felt the pull to leave and make his own way in the world. He was a bear and it was the nature of most males to find a mate and start their own pack.

What am I doing here?

They didn't really need him. When the battle had come to their door, they'd learned fast just how many allies they had. And that number had been impressive. Sanctuary would stand forever. He didn't have to stay here to protect the door.

And yet ...

I really hate change.

You're just restless. You'll get over it. You'll see. Besides, he didn't want a mate. Ever. Life was difficult enough trying to please himself. Gods help him if he ever had to try and please someone else.

It was just so much had happened over the last few months that it'd shaken his foundation. He felt lost ... like his moorings had been sliced and he was left adrift without an engine or paddle. He'd never dealt well with change and so many changes had been thrust on him that he just wanted to leave it all behind and start fresh somewhere else.

Find someplace where he felt like he belonged again — even if he had to go to the past to do it. Someplace where he wasn't looking for his parents to come around the corner or be sitting in their favorite seats. Where memories didn't haunt him.

Or more to the point, hurt him.

The roaring sound of a racing bike broke through his melancholy thoughts as it approached from down the street. It was a 'Busa. He could tell by the throaty groan of the engine — they had a unique sound that was unmistakable to anyone who knew their bikes. Many of his Were-Hunter brethren used motorcycles as a means of transportation, including him and his brothers. Unlike a car, it was easier to teleport with their powers, and on the street, there was nothing faster that could maneuver out of the way of their enemies.

Or after them.

But this one growled with a specific tone that said she'd been modified for maximum speed and performance.

Expecting to see the Dark-Hunter leader Acheron on his black Hayabusa heading in, Dev frowned as a red one came up the street so fast, he was surprised it wasn't leading a few squad cars. The driver went past the entrance, then slammed on the brakes, sliding the bike sideways and leaving a cloud of burned rubber in its wake. The front wheel popped up before it headed toward him. Just as it reached the curb, the front tire slammed down and the rider parked it right in front of him with a jerking bounce that caused the rear wheel to lift up.

Even though the rider was tall and stoutly built, Dev could tell by her shapely curves covered in protective leather that she was a woman.

Most likely a hot one, too, and that definitely got his attention.

Unwilling to show her he was impressed with her biker skills, Dev crossed his arms over his chest as she pulled her helmet off and set loose a cascade of unruly honey blond curls that fell just past her shoulders. Curls that framed an adorable face. Not stunning or perfect, but exotic. Different. Most of all, her features were beguiling and he couldn't help wondering what she'd look like first thing in the morning with that riot of curls spilling all around her naked body.

She held an air of fierce joie de vivre and it was infectious — as if she savored every heartbeat she was lucky enough to have. However, she rode the bike like a person with a death wish. "You keep driving like that, you're going to kill someone."

She slung one long leg around the seat before she sauntered up to him with a hot, seductive stride he was sure had sent a few men to their graves from heart attacks. She wore a pair of flat New Rock biker boots with flames coming up the sides. Her dark brown, almond-shaped eyes glowed with mischief as she unzipped her jacket and gave him a heated once-over. "I only kill the ones who deserve it, and those I gut with relish."

Damn, she was about as sexy as any woman he'd ever seen. His body reacted to her instantly. And it made him wonder if she'd be so open in the bedroom.

She shrugged her jacket off and slung it over her shoulder to hold it there with one gloved hand, showing him a tight black knit shirt before she leaned in closer to him. The warm scent of woman and leather made the bear inside him sit up and purr, and it was all he could do not to nuzzle that soft neck that seemed to invite him in for a taste.

"To answer your question, Bear ... I am as fierce in the sack as I am on the street. Just so you know." She winked at him.

Those words caused his cock to jerk against his will as he made a mental note that she could read his thoughts. His gaze fell from her eyes to the deep cleavage that was pushed up by her black bra. And at the swell of her right breast was the double bow-and-arrow mark that told him exactly who and what she was — not that he hadn't guessed that from her powers or the small glimpse of her fangs when she spoke. Damn, it looked like not even the goddess Artemis had been able to resist copping a feel of that hot body when she brought her over. "I'm not familiar with you, Dark-Hunter."

She straightened the layered row of black skull necklaces that hung around her neck. "We've met before. Very briefly. Not even enough time to exchange names."

Dev scowled as he tried to recall it.

No, definitely not. He'd have remembered this particular Huntress had he ever laid eyes on her before — even if it'd been centuries ago. Even if he'd been dead. She wasn't the kind of woman a man easily forgot meeting. "You must have met one of my brothers." Most people couldn't tell them apart. It went with the whole being-identical thing and both Cherif and Quinn took turns at the door when Dev had time off. No doubt she had him confused with one of them. "We're identical quadruplets and I look a lot like my other brothers too."

She shook her head in denial. "I know. I met all of you. I was here the night the wolves attacked." Her gaze went up to where the roof still bore a small trace of fire damage from their fight and her eyes darkened with sympathy. "I'm really sorry about your parents ... and that we didn't do a better job of protecting them."

He didn't know why, but that touched him. "Thanks for the assist. I know all of you did your best." They all had. But the number of their enemies had been overwhelming. In all honesty, it was a miracle any of them had survived.

But for the Dark-Hunters and their allies, they wouldn't have.

A shadow of pain masked her expression as if she had her own demons buried in those words. "Yeah, but sometimes it's just not good enough and no amount of sincere apologies ever makes it okay. That being said, I really am sorry. For everything." She glanced inside the bar before she recovered her earlier zest. "Name's Sam Savage."

Samia Savage ...

That was a name he'd heard bandied about by other Dark-Hunters over the centuries. She was one of their fiercest — hence the surname the other Dark-Hunters had given her several hundred years ago as an homage to her brutality in a fight. As immortal slayers who protected humans, all Dark-Hunters came from horrific backgrounds. Each one different, they all had one thing in common: Someone had betrayed and killed them in a manner so foul that they sold their souls to the Greek goddess Artemis for a single act of vengeance against their betrayer. Not something someone undertook lightly and he couldn't help wondering what had happened to Sam to make her sell her soul.

Who had killed her and why had that event turned her into something so brutal even the stoutest male Hunters tended to cut her a wide berth? All the stories he'd heard about her had never answered that. They only said that this woman lived for the thrill of the fight.

The bloodier the better.

"You were an Amazon general at the end of the Trojan War." The granddaughter of their greatest queen, Hippolyta, Sam was said to have been the one to escort Helen home after the war. Something that had been extremely difficult given how many Greeks had wanted to kill Helen for causing the war that had kept them away from home for over a decade.

One corner of her mouth quirked up. "You say Amazon like it's a bad thing."

Dev laughed. "I've met a few of you over the centuries. Not bad, just ... interesting."

The Amazons were the goddess Artemis's chosen people. It was why there were so many who were Dark-Hunters. When Artemis had set up her army to fight for humanity against their preternatural predators, the Amazons had always been her first choice and were rumored to be paid ten times more than the rest of the Dark-Hunters. A little favoritism that led to hard feelings from some of the other Hunters toward any Amazon in their bunch.

For Dev, it just meant he had to watch her since the Amazons tended to be ferocious partiers who liked to brawl.

"So what brings you here tonight?" he asked her, changing the topic to a pertinent subject.

Sam paused before she answered. "Don't know, really. I had a feeling that something wicked this way headed. So I thought I'd beat it here in order to grab it by the throat and hurt it before it did any damage."

He tsked at her. "Ah, baby, don't you know I'm the only thing wicked here?"

She wrinkled her nose at him. "Are you flirting with me?"

"Depends. Is there an ass-whipping in it and will you be naked when you do it?"

She gave him an arch stare. "So you like to have your ass whipped?"

"Not really, but so long as you're naked when you do it, I could take it quite happily. ..."

She laughed. "Kinky. I like that."

He had no idea why he was flirting with her. While he was as much of a manwhore as any of his unmated brothers, he didn't normally waste time on women he knew were off his menu. And sleeping with Dark-Hunters was a key no-no in their world ... for many, many reasons.

But he couldn't seem to help himself. There was something about her that invited him straight to suicide. "More horny, actually. It's been a while."

She sucked her breath in sharply. "Brutal honesty. Nice change of pace. Most men would try flattery first."

He shrugged. "I would say life's too short to beat around the bush, but I'll live for centuries and you for eternity, so for us, not a concern. So I'll just say that I don't like to play games or sugarcoat things and leave it at that."

"A bear after my own heart, but don't you know we're not supposed to fraternize?"

He shrugged. "I don't like following rules."

She dipped her gaze down his body with a heated look that set his hormones on fire. "Me neither."

"Yeah, I can tell by the way you drive."

Sam really didn't want to be charmed by the werebeast in front of her, but honestly she couldn't seem to help it. There was something about him that made her smile. And it wasn't just that he was hotter than hell. Or that he had a smile that should be illegal.

He just seemed to be the kind of person who was fun to hang out with and in her world, such people were few and far between. His long, curly blond hair was pulled back from a face that appeared to be chiseled from steel. Blue eyes teased her with their intelligence and humor.

And his body ...

She could lick on that all night long. Even more disturbing, there was something about him that reminded her of Ioel and the way he'd always been able to make her smile no matter how bad her day had sucked. Even after thousands of years, she still missed him.

Trying not to think about that, she dropped her gaze to Dev's arm, which bulged with well-defined muscles, then frowned as she saw the tattoo peeking out from under the short sleeve.


Excerpted from No Mercy by Sherrilyn Kenyon. Copyright © 2010 Sherrilyn Kenyon. Excerpted by permission of St. Martin's Press.
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Meet the Author

In the past two years, New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon has claimed the #1 spot twelve times, and since 2004, she has placed more than 50 novels on the New York Times list. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre she writes. With more than 23 million copies of her books in print in over 30 countries, her current series include: The Dark-Hunters, The League, Lords of Avalon, BAD Agency, Chronicles of Nick and Nevermore. A preeminent voice in paranormal fiction, Kenyon helped pioneer and define the current paranormal trend that has captivated the world. She lives with her husband, three sons, a menagerie of animals and a collection of swords.

New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon is a regular in the #1 spot. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre in which she writes, including manga and graphic novels. More than 70 million copies of her books are in print in more than one hundred countries. Her current series include The Dark-Hunters, The League, Deadman's Cross, Chronicles of Nick, Hellchasers, Mikrochasers, and The Lords of Avalon. Her Chronicles of Nick and Dark-Hunter series are soon to be major motion pictures.

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No Mercy 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 783 reviews.
harstan More than 1 year ago
The assault on Sanctuary left many dead and severely injured while the once safe zone is rightfully no longer considered as such. Shapeshifter Dev Peltier and his family guarded Sanctuary for centuries, but with their parents dead, he and his siblings must regroup, but mentally struggle with grief and concern that the enemy has grown stronger than them. They know they survived the battle of New Orleans because the Dark-Hunters allied with his were-hunters to fight the wolves. Former Amazon warrior turned Dark-Hunter Samia Savage, who was at Troy and the Sanctuary battles, returns to the Big Easy to keep Nick Gautier safe. However, Stryker apparently wants her most likely because of her and her gift for psychometric skills. Dev also wants her because he is attracted to her. Sam desires Dev too although both understands that is taboo. Although the romantic premise is somewhat similar to Bad Moon Rising, this is a terrific entry made fresh by the aftermath of the Sanctuary assault and the female Dark Hunter (Huntress perhaps more descriptive). The story line is fast-paced and filled with non-stop action from the moment Sam arrives riding her bike and informs Dev she is as passionately furious in the sack as she is on the battlefield. Fans of the ever expanding urban fantasy saga will appreciate Sherrilyn Kenyon's super entry as even allies make strange bedfellows. Harriet Klausner
vampirefanatic More than 1 year ago
This was Great! Sam Savage...unlike most of the Dark-Hunters had a grudge against the Daimons even before she died.Her sister wanted to become the Amazonian queen so she made a pact with a group of supernatural creatures to kill Samia,her husband (Ioel),and her daugther to remove them from the line of succession. That brutal act of betrayal made her not only a dark-hunter,but A Dog of War(hunters so bad that their constantly watched.) In No Mercy the were-hunters and dark-hunters realize that the daimons have begun to feed on demons and have gained the power to walk in daylight. I loved this book. It was ironic,funny,and really imaginative. And also 2 of her characters from Dark Side of the Moon (Amaranda and Cael) came back. I hope Amaranda eats a Gallu Demon soon,because I myself really like her character. ^-^ The reason why I took a star off is because the "Divine" twins. Also,Nick still doesn't get it.And it looks like he's gonna be taking Acheron's place as the buffer between Artemis and the Hunters. And of course their was the Moirae.Ash needs to kill them. And watch out for Sam because she's starting to learn about his past.
Nakieta More than 1 year ago
Sherrilyn is back in full force. I read this in one day could not put it down. Other than Acheron this is one of my favorites. I will prob. read it again
C3_1991 More than 1 year ago
I am a fan of Sherrily Kenyon, and the Dark Hunter series in particular, but I did not care for this book. The two main characters (Sam and Dev) were great. Even though their relationship was incredibly quick, I loved their banter. I also enjoyed learning more about Dev. He is crazy funny. There was also good stuff with Nick and Ash. What I did not enjoy was the overall plot. It just didn't work for me. A riddle, an obstacle course. What??? If you are a fan of the series, you have to read just to see what is happening in Ash's life, but other than that, I cannot recommend (and I feel really bad about that).
sand7s More than 1 year ago
Very good book. I loved the characters and the plot was awesome
Bunlvsdiverdown More than 1 year ago
I love the Dark-Hunter Series. This is a good read but I have to agree with some of the other reviews that it just didn't have the same emotion as some of the previous books. I love getting to know the characters. Maybe it would have made the book to long to go more in depth with both Dev and Sam. It is still a must read for anyone who is a Kenyon, Dark-Hunter fan.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Omg!!! The best
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
One of my favorite books
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The Dark-Hunter series is fantastic! Some books are better than others but always very enjoyable! I reread all of these books over and over. Sherrilyn Kenyon has spoiled me and no other books come close to hers.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved the characters and the plot. The length of this book made it not worth the wait and money paid to have it on the first day. This book had enough going on that had she spent a little more time on it would have given her fans their moneys worth. Feeling cheated.
Minnie_Medina More than 1 year ago
All I can think to say is WOW. Kenyon did it again. Dev's story is one of the best. After what happened with his brothers and his mother's reaction to it, I think he deserved that HEA. Plus Nick's gift and Savitar's thumping his nose at the Fates? I just loved it. And after what happened to Sam, the way she died and the cause of her selling her soul, I have to say I liked how it ended. Again with Savitar's thumping and how they got to decided to live their life. I also really liked the challenge and the obstacle course. How Sam help her opponent at the end? That is a true queen there. Even as evil gathers around New Orleans, there is no denying love. It always triumphs if it's strong. Now I'm off to read the next one!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read a few of her books and have not been disappointed yet. This one in particular I had in hardback. She is a great writer, happy reading
Joyffree More than 1 year ago
This  book is a great read if you have been following the Dark Hunter series, a good read as a stand alone. The story is very busy and includes a lot of introductions to new characthers and ideas as well as expanding on the relationships (ash and nick) of characters we already know and love (or hate). I do wish the book had either been longer so that more detailed information could have been introduced to us or shorter so that it only concentrated on Sam and Dev. Would definitely recommend to both long time DH fans and new fans.
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Did Sav turn Sam into a bearswain and Amiee into a wolfswain?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Finally a glimpse at one of the hot brothers at Sanctuary! Action packed and full of new twists!!
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The DH books never get old and this one is no different. Filled with passion, outstanding witty moments, tears and love, I couldn't put it down.
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