A Rush of Wings (Maker's Song Series #1)

A Rush of Wings (Maker's Song Series #1)

by Adrian Phoenix

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ISBN-13: 9781416584766
Publisher: Pocket Books
Publication date: 01/08/2008
Series: Maker's Song Series , #1
Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 416
Sales rank: 114,257
File size: 637 KB

About the Author

Adrian Phoenix lives in Oregon with her three cats and travels to New Orleans whenever possible.

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Voice for the Dead

The sweet, cloying odor of blood and honeysuckle hung in the rain-­misted courtyard like rancid smoke. A nude figure was curled against the courtyard's ivy-draped stone wall, his bound hands tucked beneath his face like those of a sleeping child, a stark counterpoint to his swollen and battered face. A dark mesh shirt was twisted around his throat and night-blackened blood pooled around his body. Gleamed upon skin and stone.

And on the wall above scrawled in blood --

WAKE UP

Heather Wallace's muscles, knotted from her long flight from Seattle, kinked even tighter. The message was a disturbing addition if this was the work of the Cross-Country Killer. A warning? A command? A dark, ironic joke aimed at his dying victim?

Drawing in a careful breath, Heather stepped from the back door of DaVinci's Pizza and walked into the shadowed courtyard. She skirted the numbered evidence placards dotting the old stone floor.

"Daniel Spurrell, age nineteen," Detective Collins said from the doorway. "From Lafayette. LSU student. Disappeared three days ago. Discovered in the courtyard about noon by an employee."

Tortured somewhere else, then dumped, Heather thought. Why here?

Old-fashioned gaslit lanterns cast pale, flickering light across the courtyard. Beneath the blood stink, Heather caught a whiff of jasmine and ivy, thick and wintergreen, a white-flowered bouquet unable to mask the smell of death.

Three years she'd been tracking the CCK. And dealing with his victims never got any easier.

She knelt beside all that remained of Daniel Spurrell. Tortured. Raped. Slaughtered. Posed. Latest victim of a wandering sexual sadist.

A deep, thudding vibration emanated from next door, snaked up her spine. " What's on the other side of the wall?" she said, her gaze on Daniel's bruised face.

"Club Hell," Collins answered. "Music venue. Bar." He paused, then added, "And a vampire hangout. Pretend, y'know?"

"Do you mean Goths? Or gamers?"

Collins chuckled. "Shit, you tell me. Sounds like you're more in the know."

"My sister fronted a band," Heather said. "I met all kinds at her gigs."

Long, midnight-blue hair veiled the boy's face. NightGlo, Heather mused. A hair color Annie'd often used when she and WMD hit the stage in all their hard-­edged punk glory. Before Annie'd flamed out in a spectacular bipolar meltdown and sliced her wrists onstage.

Heather focused on a mark on the boy's chest -- something cut or scorched into the flesh. She leaned in closer. Blackened skin. Blistered. A series of circles -- burned with a car lighter?

The anarchy symbol.

Cold frosted Heather's veins. The symbol was also new. Like the blood message. If this was the work of the Cross-Country Killer, then his signature, his reason, his drive for the kill had changed from an insular intimacy, his victim's final desperate moments his and his alone, to an overt act inviting attention. Impossible. Theoretically. But if it had changed, what then?

Then she needed to find out why.

Heather studied Daniel's face, the midnight-blue hair, the twist of cloth embedded into his throat, knotted around it. Breathed in the lingering smell of death and tasted it.

Why you? Chosen? Or wrong place, wrong time? Why here?

She heard her father's voice, deep and low, his tone reverential: The dead speak only through evidence. Through evidence alone are you a voice for the dead.

Heather stood. S.A. James William Wallace -- the Bureau's leading forensic specialist and world's lousiest father.

The dead aren't the only ones seeking a voice, Dad.

Ah, Pumpkin, they found their voices the moment they picked up a gun, a knife, a rope, or a baseball bat, the moment they killed. Through evidence you will silence them.

Heather turned away from Daniel's curled body. She pushed rain-damp strands of hair back from her face, listened to the pounding bass beat coming from Club Hell.

Daniel's killer spoke loud and clear. He was an organized killer, deliberate. So it was no accident that he chose the wall next to the club. Had Daniel met his killer in there? So why leave his body here and not in the club's courtyard, on the other side of the wall?

And if this was the work of a copycat?

Then the Cross-Country Killer was still out there, enjoying his little jaunt across the States, casually selecting victims -- male and female -- like a Bermuda shorts-wearing tourist picking out postcards.

Still out there. Still needing to be silenced.

As Heather crossed the courtyard, a familiar truth burned bright in her mind: She'd never allow a case to go cold to protect the reputation of a loved one; never bury evidence no matter how much it hurt.

Unlike the famous James William Wallace.

Heather joined Collins at the threshold leading into DaVinci's. She read the unasked question in the detective's eyes: Is the Cross-­Country Killer in New Orleans?

"Signature's different," she said. "The message...I'll know more once we have the autopsy report and the DNA workup."

"What's your gut say?"

Heather glanced at the body. Huddled. Praying hands. Naked in the rain. Stabbed over and over. Strangled. Young and pretty, once.

Heather looked at Collins. Six one, she judged, and lean. Midthirties. She noted the tension in his shoulders, his jaw. "How deep in the shit did you get buried for calling in a fed?"

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "They made you special agent for a reason. Neck deep and it's still piling up."

"I'll do what I can to dig you out," Heather said. "I appreciate your call."

Collins regarded her for a long moment, his hazel eyes weighing, considering. He nodded. "Thanks. But I'll dig myself out."

"Fair enough." Heather met his gaze. "My gut tells me this is the CCK's work. But that's off the record."

A faint smile touched Collins's lips. "Fair enough."

"He's probably long gone."

Collins nodded, face bleak. "Traveling man."

Shrieks of laughter and sharp jazz riffs drifted in from the street. And underneath it all, the steady thump-thump-thump of music from Club Hell.

"Mardi Gras," Collins said. "Well, almost. Still three days out and it's crazy." He shook his head. "Y'ever been?"

"No, this is my first trip to New Orleans."

"Let me thank your gut by treating you to a N'awlins-style dinner." Collins pushed away from the doorway. His clean, spicy cologne cut through the courtyard's thickening smell of death and blood.

"Thanks, but I'll take a rain check. I want to look into a few things, maybe catch a little sleep." Heather offered her hand. "I appreciate your time and help, Detective."

Collins grasped her hand and shook it. Strong grip. An honest man. "Call me Trent. Or Collins, if you're old-school. I'll contact you soon as I hear anything."

"Sounds good, Trent."

Releasing Collins's hand, Heather walked back into the pizzeria, headed for the front door. A thought circled around the anarchy symbol burning in her mind.

The pattern has changed. He's communicating. But with whom, and why now?

Sitting at the small, lacquered desk in her room, Heather connected her laptop to the hotel's Internet service. She tabbed open a can of Dr Pepper and took a long swallow of the cold, sweet plum-flavored soda. It hit her empty stomach like a chunk of ice.

WAKE UP.

A challenge? To law enforcement? The Bureau? Her? None of the above?

Drunken laughter and shouts -- "Dude! Wanna get a bite? Duuuude!" -- boomed past her door and down the corridor, fading as the revelers found their rooms.

Heather worked her iPod's headphones into her ears and thumbed the volume down low so she'd hear it if anyone called. Knocking back another long swallow of Dr Pepper, she typed in an online search of Club Hell.

The Leigh Stanz bootleg she'd downloaded into her iPod curled into her ears and focused her thoughts. Low and intense, accompanied by acoustic guitar, Stanz's voice was husky and worn, like the voice of a man emptying his heart out for the last time.

I long to drift like an empty boat on a calm sea / I don't need light / I don't fear darkness...

Checking the links pulled up on her search page, Heather learned that the very hip Club Hell had opened nearly four years earlier and was frequented by a Goth/punk/wannabe-vampires crowd. The kind of place Annie would've gigged at with WMD.

A lot of local bands and underground acts performed at the club, especially Inferno, an industrial/Goth band fronted by a young man rumored to also be the owner of Club Hell. He appeared to be known only as Dante.

Heather shook her head. Dante's Inferno. Cute. Good for marketing, no doubt. Hoping to find out more about the club's possible owner, she Googled Inferno and received a trillion hits. Scrolling down to the band's official Web site, she clicked on tour dates -- none in the last year; albums -- two, with the third due to be released in a few days; photos. She paused, studying the captured images.

Three men in their early to midtwenties -- dreads, faux hawks, hard bodies pierced and tattooed -- stood in one of New Orleans's cities of the dead, each of them looking in a different direction. Behind them stood a fourth figure in black jeans and baggy sweatshirt, hood pulled up. Head bowed, fingers holding the hood's edges, his face unseen, he seemed to be contemplating the seashell and gravel path beneath his boots.

But what caught Heather's attention was the pendant hanging at his throat. The anarchy symbol. She sat up straighter and enlarged the photo. Stared at a circled letter A fashioned out of what looked like barbed wire and strung on a black cord.

Heart pounding, Heather checked the photo's caption. The figure was Dante. She clicked on the next photo. Dante's back was to the camera. No visible anarchy symbol. In the next photo, she caught a glimpse of the barbed-wire pendant dangling like a charm from a twist of wire around his wrist.

Heather scrutinized each photo. The anarchy symbol wasn't always present or visible. But she did notice one thing: Inferno's front man was never the focus of the photos. Dante stood behind the other members or off to the side or knelt in front, head bowed. Not once did she see his face. A flash of black hair in one, a pale cheek in another, but that was all.

Another marketing ploy? The oh-so-mysterious front man? Or genuine reluctance to be front and center -- except when onstage?

Heather scrolled through online band interviews and wasn't surprised to discover nearly all were conducted with the other members of Inferno. "In the studio" was the usual reason given for Dante's absence.

Heather finished her can of Dr Pepper, then lined down to the last article and opened it. This time, Dante wasn't "in the studio"; he sat, alone, for the interview. Clunking the empty can onto the desk, Heather leaned forward to read.

Dante spoke intelligently about music and the state of the music industry, French or Cajun words spicing his comments, his tone often dark and humorous.

DANTE: It's time to return to the days of the guillotine. If you don't have passion for music, if you don't have le coeur, and you're only in it for the money, the fame, or the chicks, then off with your head.

AP: Are you serious?

DANTE: Yeah. At least that'd be honest entertainment. You need to bleed for your audience one way or another.

AP: Why don't you give more interviews?

DANTE: I want the focus to be on the music. Not me.

AP: But people want to know more about you. You are the music. Why did you open Club Hell?

DANTE: (Tense) To showcase musicians, new talent.

AP: How do you address the rumors that you're a vampire?

DANTE: (Standing) Wrong focus. We're done.

Vampire? Was that a joke? More marketing? Heather suddenly remembered Collins saying: And a vampire hangout. Pretend, y'know?

Using Bureau ID codes, Heather tapped into city records and looked up all pertinent info on Club Hell. The owner was listed as one Lucien De Noir, a French entrepreneur. All licenses and deeds were in his name, but based on that last interview and her own gut feeling, Heather believed De Noir was only the money man. Club Hell was Dante's baby.

Heather plugged into the NOPD's system with her guest security code and searched for Dante, though with no last name, she didn't hold a lot of hope for a hit. The search spat up a list of Dantes as first names and last names and she worked her way through them quickly. She came to a halt on Dante Prejean. No social security number. No driver's license. Age estimated to be twenty-one. Refused to give a birth date. No legal surname. Prejean was a name tacked on from the family who'd fostered him as a kid in Lafayette.

Lafayette. Daniel Spurrell's hometown. Connections clicked and whirled through her mind like a slot machine. The bars all snapped to a stop in a line.

Anarchy symbol. Lafayette. Club Hell.

Heather skimmed Dante Prejean's file -- criminal mischief, vandalism, trespassing, loitering -- all misdemeanors. She scanned for a mug shot, but didn't find one posted. Frowning, she scrolled through case notes and arrest records. Camera malfunction was usually listed as the reason for no mug shot being taken, but one officer had jotted a different reason altogether:

Little shit won't hold still. He moves so goddamned fast, every time we snap his picture, he's fucking gone. This happens every freaking time with this asshole. This is the only picture he's ever stood still for.

Heather clicked on the photo. A bowed, hooded head. And a hand in front of the hidden face, middle finger extended. Defiant, even under arrest, playing games. She stared at the photo for a long time. The only mug shot Dante ever stood still for? Were the arresting officers plain inept?

Let me go, bro, let me go...

Leigh Stanz's hoarse voice and sad, yearning words ended. In the ensuing silence the unasked question in Collins's eyes looped through Heather's thoughts: Is the Cross-Country Killer in New Orleans?

And is he...what?...identifying with Dante Prejean?

Now? Suddenly? After three years?

An instant message from her SAC, Craig Stearns, blipped onto the laptop's screen: Wallace, consultation progress?

Heather typed: Consultation continuing. Looks like the CCK, but not positive. She stopped, fingers poised over the keyboard.

Should she mention the records glitch she'd run into on the flight from Seattle? The inability to access ViCAP and NCAVC files on the CCK's victims? A problem she'd never experienced before in working this case?

Heather rubbed her face. She glanced at the window. Rain poured outside, streaking the glass with ribbons of neon-lit color. Maybe she was being paranoid. Human error. Server malfunction. Shit happens. Maybe she needed to upgrade her computer.

And yet. A change in the CCK's pattern. A computer glitch.

Heather returned her gaze to the monitor and the blipping cursor. A knot of unease nestled in her belly.

And if the glitch was deliberate? Could it have been Stearns?

She shook her head. Her SAC was a stand-up guy, hard but honest. He'd even helped her with Annie when Dad refused. That kind of deception wasn't Stearns's way.

Heather's fingers dropped onto the keys: Checking leads. Nearly finished. Will contact you tomorrow. She hit send.

Scooting her chair back from the desk, she shut the laptop down and switched off her iPod. Heather shrugged on her trenchcoat. Scooping her Colt .38 up from the desk, she slipped it into the trench's specially designed inside breast pocket.

Time to go to Hell.

Copyright © 2008 by Adrian Nikolas Phoenix

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"If you read only one debut novel this season, make it this one." — Kristine Kathryn Rusch

"A Rush of Wings is a dark, rich, sensual treat...Adrian Phoenix uses a perfect blend of suspense, romance, and lyrical prose to keep readers up until late, late at night turning the pages." — Jenna Black, author of Secrets in the Shadows

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A Rush of Wings (Maker's Song Series #1) 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 132 reviews.
JC_Rubio More than 1 year ago
This book is completely different to anything you have ever read. Be prepared to get the rest of the books in the series because you will not be able to stop, sleep or talk about anything else!! The more you read the deeper you will sink into the so complex and layered world of Dante.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I know everyone is raving about this book and how intense it is, etc. I have to say, it was one of the most boring and underdeveloped books I've ever read. The main character, Dante, is the exact opposite of endearing. I spent the whole time reading it wishing he'd just figure it out already. In any other book, Dante's character would have been a villain. His bad parts were overplayed and his good parts were barely touched on. We got no understanding of why the plots were happening until the end of the book, and by then, I just didn't really care anymore. I wanted it over with. The book throws random characters around like playing cards and we don't get to meet half of them. I just didn't find enough intrigue in the unanswered questions to come back and read the rest of the series. The only reason I gave this 2 stars instead of 1 is that the female lead, Heather Wallace, was an interesting character.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was truely wonderful.. I love all the characters in it. It is a must read!!
nilchance on LibraryThing 20 days ago
The various story threads all fell apart for me at the end. It felt like the author was too ambitious for his/her talent, with too much reliance on italicized snips of old dialogue to convey his character's emotions. Meh.
emren on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I could not get into this book. I didn't like the heroine or the hero. I didn't think they were interesting characters and I didn't find their situation believable. I didn't even think they were in love, it just seemed like the went from acquaintances who were pleasant to each other to falling into bed for no reason. I was bored with this book the entire way though and I couldn't wait for it to end.
harahel on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I really wanted to like this book. All the elements were interesting and I liked the main characters very much...until I lost track of them in the maze of story elements that were thrown up. There were too many good ideas in this book. Not to mention that about roughly half-way through it turned into a romance novel and then back to as supernatural thriller in quite a choppy manner. I would have preferred it if it stuck to being one or the other.
thewalkinggirl on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I'm squeamish. This book has a lot of non-consensual sexual sadism. Not a good combination.I did skim-read to the end, mostly because I wanted to know more about Heather's backstory and how someone so young was a FBI special agent with several years of experience leading a serial killer investigation. At the end, I kind of have to come to the conclusion that that's just another detail that the author didn't really care about. The other primary detail problem I had... well, let's just say that anytime anyone referred to science, scientists or secret government science facilities I mentally put those terms in quote marks. You know, the vampire Joanna was a "scientist." Le sigh. I like science; it bothers me when people are mean to it.Anyway, I think this series is not for me.
xbetty on LibraryThing 20 days ago
A Rush of Wings is the first group read pick for Book Bloggers Anonymous. An online reading group started by Steph at Paper Cut Reviews.I was a little wary at first because it seemed like something out of my comfort zone. A FBI agent, a psychotic serial killer and a mysterious guy who also claims to be a vampire? Not usually something I¿d pick up at the bookstore.But the great thing about being part of a book club is that you get pulled out of your comfort zone sometimes because other people are making your reading choices for you and that way you discover books you normally wouldn¿t look twice at!It¿s been a while since I¿ve read a third person narrative and it took me a while to get used to it at first. I don¿t have a preference for either, though I am fond of first person, as I like to follow the story at the pace of the lead character sometimes, learning as they do.But I wouldn¿t let this stop you from picking up this book! I really enjoyed the way Phoenix laid out the plot line, letting us see all angles of the story through the narratives of the main characters.I¿m still on the fence in my opinion of Dante; I can¿t put my finger on it. I did warm up to him as a character by the end, but I still can¿t make my mind up. I¿m looking forward to reading more about his history and learning more about his unique `talents¿. Plus it was refreshing not to read about a vampire who is centuries old.Heather I loved; there are not enough strong independent women in PN and UF books. Too many of them drop everything at the feet of their newfound loves. Heather¿s ability to stay true to herself and her principles made me respect her all the more.Final Thoughts¿I do feel there¿s a lot to explore, ¿ Lucien for example, I¿d love to know his story. I¿d also like to see more of the vampire¿s world explored more. Plus I¿d like to find out more about Heather¿s background (maybe I should just write a wish list?)During the opening chapters I did feel a little lost. Like something had happened that I¿d missed. Though this feeling quickly disappeared as I read on. I can imagine some people would find this a little off putting.There¿s also a glossary at the end of the book that maybe, could have done justice at being placed at the start of the book. Even though I¿m Welsh and can speak a handful of Welsh words (the language some of the names are based on) I butchered the pronunciation and the glossary would have been a help.In the bigger scale of things these are minor factors and by no means take anything away from the book. It¿s an interesting premise and I can¿t wait to see more of this world explored in the next book.
thehistorychic on LibraryThing 20 days ago
What I Loved: (in no particular order) Heather- she is one of the best non-paranormal heroins I have read in a long time. The fact that she not only holds her own against the para's in the book but never once gets over shadowed is a testament to how well written she was. Lucien- I wanted more about him but he was my second favorite character. He was strong yet vulnerable and even though he coulda/shoulda/woulda said something earlier than he did, I think that just boils down to trying to do the right thing. E- HATED him but that was what I was supposed to do. He truly was the creepiest creep I have read in a long time.What I Liked: Even though most of the characters were extraordinary, they were all very "ordinary". They dealt with issues as they came, made good and bad decisions, and stayed true to who they were. Dante was a character I liked but not loved. I definitely felt for him and the things he had to go through in life. He was an excellent character to follow though because most of the time he was as out of the loop as the reader.What was So-So: I have to say I never warmed up to the third person storytelling but I don't hold that against the author as that is just a personal reading preference.Why I gave it a 4: It was truly enjoyable to read! The fact that I probably would not have picked it up if not for a book club made it that much sweeter of a surprise for me. If you are a UF then you need to read this book.
pat1eiu on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I enjoyed this book very much. I was alittle worried at the beginning that it was going to be more of a romance book than a paranormal urban fantasy book. As it turned out it was much more of a serial killer hunting book along the lines of james patterson. It was a very welcome surprise and I can't wait to read the next one.
vampiregirl76 on LibraryThing 20 days ago
Two things attracted me to this book. Firstly the cover, it's pretty great. Sadly the cover is very misleading.Our girl Heather doesn't dress like this anywhere in the story. Nor is there mention of a tattoo on her arm.I know Authors don't have much say in the cover art but, I always find it sad when the covers don't match the story or characters at least a little. And the second thing that drew me to this book is that it takes place in New Orleans. I have never been there myself, so I love reading books that take place there.This is an Urban Fantasy novel, no denying it. It's dark & action filled and bloody at times. This was a good read.I really enjoyed reading the two main characters, Dante & Heather. They are what stood out for me. Dante is every bit the mysterious vampire and Heather the non-believer right up until she sees proof. This is a must read for any fan of Urban Fantasy.
MonicaLynn on LibraryThing 20 days ago
Really enjoyed this book. A little bit of hot and steamy, with crime, drama, vampires, fallen angels. Very interesting twists and turns. I enjoyed the characters names and enjoyed the relationship between Dante and Heather that came about as the story progressed. Even some action. Good read looking forward to reading the next installment in this series
ShariDragon on LibraryThing 20 days ago
A Rush of Wings by Adrian Phoenix. I loved this book. Great characters and storyline. A little bit of everything, vampires, angels, serial killers, FBI agents, Rock N Roll, what more could you want. Everything mixes together to make a really good story. You did good Adrian.Started it on Thursday but had to stop for a migraine. Felt better Friday afternoon so finished it at 11:00 that night and had to start the next book. I knew there was a reason I didn't start this book until I had all three books.
amf0001 on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I actually enjoyed this more than I thought I would. I'm a bit tired of French vampires, can't we have Italian or Russian ones?, but I liked Dante and he was certainly a tortured enough hero. I liked the world building and the spin on the Elohim and Yahweh. And I really liked Dante, brutally trained to be psychotic, and struggling to be decent. Heather, the FBI agent tracking down the CCK serial killer, who crosses paths with Dante, was also a bit deeper and more interesting than most heroines. All in all a satisfying book, with lots of twists and turns (though Heather flying all on her lonesome to the mad woman's work place was a bi t like the heroine going alone into the basement, but it all worked out ok in the end...) and I immediately looked for the sequel. A bit of sex/romance but the thriller/world building aspect was given more time and attention.
Cats57 on LibraryThing 20 days ago
This is one book that doesn't seem to know what it wants to be when it grow up. Fiction? Paranormal Fiction? Horror? I'd put my money on horror although I found it in the Romance department of my local B & N. Nope, there is no traditional HEA...not even a non-traditional, unless the author can pull a sequel out of thin air and try to fix/twist the ending. I was asked at Books & Chat what this book was about and could I describe it and this is some of what I said - "I've read about 100 or so pages (I have since then finished it) and I'm not too sure but I think it's set sometime in the near future...she doesn't say, but I get that feeling. It's a Police Procedural/Vampire/Fallen Angel/Serial Killer/Mad Scientist story, and there is supposed to be a ton of steaminess. So far... not so much, (and don't keep your fingers crossed for it either )but that's OK 'cause the story has dragged me in kicking and screaming.Uhm...don't take the Police Procedural part too seriously though, because it seems that the good FBI lady detective will soon be doing the mattress mambo with the Vampire/Possible Serial Killer/Possible Victim. I really don't think good little cops do that sort of thing, do you?*grin*It's set in New Orleans during Mardi Gras (at least up to the point I'm reading) and has a ton of French and also what appears to be a language of the authors imagination. I could be wrong though and it could be some ancient Incan language.*shrug*"I have since finished this book and have to agree with what I'm hearing on the street - the first third is great, the middle third just points out that author Phoenix seems to not like women very much, since she turns a veteren FBI agent into a TSTL girly-girl. the last third is so filled with blood guts and gore (and I really mean this literally - one scene has the 'Angel" ripping a vamp apart at his waist while in flight) .Save your money if you think it's going to be a lght fluffy paranormal read . If you are looking for a new voice in horror, then run out and grab a copy, I think she (Phoenix) will be doing better with her characters as she writes her second book.
TheBooknerd on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I really, really enjoyed this book. Infact, I intend to write more later but I just had to get these thoughts down right away. This book was much more than I expected it to be. I anticipated another human-cop-follows-a-lead-that-drags-her-into-the-paranormal-underworld romance. What I got was a very complex, dark, intelligent novel about morality and the depths of the inhuman soul. It was utterly fantastic. Plus! What a bonus that it was so frickin' sexy, too. That Dante... the whole time I was reading, I pictured a gothed-out Gambit. Yum.
BookWhisperer on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I had quite a bit of trouble at the beginning of this book. Although, I have to say that the author had me page turning by the end of the book. Lucien character is unlike and character that I have encountered in my book before. Dante is my typical handsome man, but I found myself still able to understand the connection between characters in this book. I was let down by the ending, and now wondering there are more books in the series. I can not accept that it would just end so abruptly.
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Love! Love! Love! Fall in love with Dante.
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Most confusing, boring book I have ever read, I can not figure out who is who and what is even going on, I have been forceing myself to finish this book since the beginning and I am only half way through, I will not be continuing this series.
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