Taken By The Others

Taken By The Others

by Jess Haines

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Jess Haines draws readers deep into the mesmerizing world of the Others--werewolves, vampires, and mages who make their home among humans, and are turning Shiarra Waynest's life upside down. . .

Once, New York P.I. Shiarra Waynest's most pressing problem was keeping her agency afloat. Now she's dealing with two dangerous, seductive vampires who have been enemies for centuries. The only thing Max Carlyle and Alec Royce agree on is that they both want Shia--for very different reasons.

Max is determined to destroy Shia for killing his progeny, while Royce's interest is a lot more personal. That's not sitting well with Shia's werewolf boyfriend, Chaz. As the feud between Max and Royce gets ever more deadly, a powerful vampire-hunting faction is urging Shia to join their side. Shia has always believed vamps were the bad guys, but she's discovering unexpected shades of grey that are about to redefine her friends, her loyalties--and even her desires. . .

Praise for Hunted by the Others

"Jess Haines is a talent to watch!"
--Lara Adrian, New York Times bestselling author

"A fun, high octane ride with a take charge heroine who will leave you wanting more."
--Alexandra Ivy, New York Times bestselling author

"A delightful romp of a book. Jess Haines just became my autobuy!"
--Angela Knight, New York Times bestselling author

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781420122510
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 01/01/2011
Series: H&W Investigations Series , #2
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 192,505
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Jess Haines grew up in New York and is currently residing in Florida. She is the author of six novels in the H&W Investigations urban fantasy series, including Hunted By The Others, Taken By The Others, and Deceived By The Others.

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Copyright © 2011 Jess Haines
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4201-1188-0

Chapter One

I don't usually have people pointing guns in my face. Or in my direction at all, really. I'm a private detective, so I know some people have certainly thought about shooting me after I reported their illicit activities to my clients or the cops, but looking down the barrel of a .45 was a new experience for me.

"Jack, can we talk about this without the gun?"

Jack was precisely as I remembered him. Tall, slender, with close-cropped blond hair and the coldest blue eyes I'd ever seen. His long-sleeved flannel shirt was rolled up to just above his elbows and left unbuttoned for easy access to his shoulder holster. He's clean-cut, looks like the poster boy for some white bread good ol'boy magazine, and crazy as a loon. He belongs to a group of extremists and vigilante vampire hunters who call themselves the White Hats.

His thin lips quirked in a polite smile. No real emotion shone through the empty mask. I was praying he was just using some of his psycho scare tactics again. I deeply regretted leaving my own guns in my bedroom all the way across town. Fat lot of good they did me there. Maybe I should have our receptionist frisk the clients before letting them into my office from now on.

"Shiarra, I'm disappointed. I've left you a number of invitations to come work with us. Why didn't you get back to me? Did you succumb to Royce after the little fiasco this spring?"

That again. A few months ago I took a job I should've known to leave well enough alone. When your business is failing and someone offers you a lot of money, sometimes you do stupid things. For example, you accept a job trying to find some powerful magic artifact that a vampire was hiding from a bunch of magi. I suppose you could call accepting a proposition like that suicidal. These days, I just called it a bad business decision.

"No, I haven't gone to see Royce since the fight at his restaurant." One little white lie couldn't hurt. He'd come to see me, not the other way around. I'd stringently avoided Royce since the day I got home from the hospital, when he visited to apologize and thank me in his own way for pulling his ass out of the fire. "Listen, I don't deal in that shit anymore. Once was enough."

"You've taken on clients, done other jobs for supernaturals since your recovery. You have strong ties to two of the most powerful Were packs in the Five Boroughs. You're linked to the most influential vampire in the state. We need your expertise, and your connections."

The only reason the Moonwalker tribe had anything to do with me was because, like Royce, I had saved their butts from a crazy power-hungry sorcerer. They owed me. The only reason the Sunstriker tribe had anything to do with me was because the leader of the pack was my boyfriend. Aside from that, the occasional (nondangerous) case notwithstanding, I tried to keep my connections to anything furry or with fangs to a minimum.

I took a deep breath to steady myself while I thought about how to get Jack to get the hell out of my office, and take his gun with him. He'd tried this tactic before; I wondered why he'd never figured out that waving a weapon in someone's face was not a good way to get them to cooperate with you for any length of time. "You know I don't like vampires. I don't have much to do with Weres anymore either. I don't take jobs that have anything to do with the supernatural, no matter what the papers say about me."

"You have the equipment and connections to be a hunter." He frowned. "We need you. I won't have you going to them, taking their side."

"Whoa now, who said anything about that?"

His eyes narrowed, something passing through them I couldn't read. "There's a new player in the game. It'll be down to him or Royce. Or us."

I stared blankly. "Who?"

"Word on the street is that Max Carlyle is coming to town." He stared back, expectantly.

Silence. After a moment decidedly lacking any explanations, I urged him along. "And he is?"

"You really don't know?"

"Would I ask if I did?"

He grinned; the flash of white teeth against his pale skin was ominous. Predatory. Too much like the things he hunted—vampires.

"My, my. I hate to spoil the surprise." One hand reached up to rub his smooth-shaven jaw while he stared at me. After another long, drawn-out moment of silence, he raised the gun, thumbed on the safety, and tucked it away in its holster under his flannel shirt. "Ms. Waynest, again I must apologize for my methods. Unfortunately, your reputation leads me to worry about what needs to be done to ensure you're playing on the right side of the field."

Holding a knife to my throat in the dead of night after breaking into my bedroom didn't exactly give me warm fuzzies, and neither did holding a gun on me in broad daylight. I was hoping my expression was more neutral than pissed, but I wasn't holding my breath.

"Look, for the last time—I don't want anything to do with Others. I don't talk to Royce, I don't give a shit what the White Hats are doing, and I'm not about to do the tango with things that could eat me for breakfast. I'm a private detective, and that's all. Someone go missing? Think your girlfriend is cheating on you? Great, I'll go look for them. But I will not," I stressed, leaning forward across the desk and pointing one admonishing finger in his direction, "be bullied into dealing with vampires and Weres again. Coming close to dying once was enough. You can't pay me enough to put my life on the line. Not again."

"Oh, don't worry, Ms. Waynest. They'll be coming to you soon enough. And once they do, you'll come running to us for help."

I stood, a thread of fear trailing down my spine, even as I finally boiled over. I pointed at the door. "Get the hell out of my office! Stay away from me!"

He swung the door open and sauntered out of the room, his cool, arrogant laughter trailing behind him. My glare stayed trained on him until his shadowed frame was no longer visible behind the frosted glass of the front door.

Jen twisted around in her chair to peer into my office, staring at me with wide brown eyes over the rims of her glasses. "Jeez, Shia, what was that all about?"

I shook my head. "Nothing. But if he comes back, or tries to make another appointment, I'm out of the office. No—out of the country."

She shrugged, muttered something, and turned back to her desk to work on the stack of papers in front of her. I glared at the frosted glass door with its gold leaf–inscribed H&W INVESTIGATIONS, even though Jack was long gone.

As much as he pissed me off, he scared me more. Or maybe him saying the Others would come looking for me scared me more. Hell, I think I was entitled to be a little unsettled considering I'd had a gun waved in my face. Irritated and upset, I twisted around, calling over my shoulder as I shut the door, "Hold my calls. If anyone asks, I've gone home for the day."

Some preventative measures needed to be taken about this Max Carlyle, I thought. I sat in the squeaky office chair, rolling it back so I could riffle through the back of the top drawer. After rummaging through a scattering of old Post-it notes, paper clips, pens, and papers, I finally found the leather-bound notebook I kept business cards filed in.

I flipped through the pages until I found the neat, professional card for A.D. Royce Industries. It had all the data I needed to contact Alec Royce, the vampire I'd been doing my best to avoid for the past several months. The one I'd ended up legally, contractually, bound to, and who'd been sending me invitations to nights on the town and, presumably, other things. All of which I'd carefully ignored up until now.

Daylight still shone through the window behind my desk, but I figured I could leave a message if he didn't pick up. I grabbed my cell, dug the card out of the little plastic holder, and dialed the handwritten number scrawled on the back.

Tucking the phone between my head and shoulder, I fixed my eyes on the framed photograph of Chaz and me on the corner of my desk. We were leaning back against the rail together at the end of the pier in Greenport and his arms were wrapped around me. I tried not to think about what Chaz would say about me calling the vamp, listened to the ringing, and finally, a click. "You've reached the desk of Alec Royce. I'm not in right now, but if you leave a message with your name and number, I'll get back to you."

That mild, friendly voice gave me the shivers, worse than anything that Jack had said or done. Did I really want to get back in touch with the vampire? After swallowing hard and hesitating a bit longer than I should have, I remembered I was supposed to be leaving a message and squeaked out a few words.

"Yeah, Mr. Royce, this-it's Shiarra Waynest. I'd like to ask you a couple of questions. I might need your help with something." I left him my cell number and was about to hang up, hesitated again, and added, "Thanks."

I hung up and set the phone down, wondering if I'd done the right thing. Damn it all to hell and back, I was putting myself back in the fire by contacting him again. Regardless, I needed to know who Max Carlyle was, and what sort of danger he represented. Since Jack specifically brought up Royce when talking about Max, I had to hope Royce would have some idea about what was going on. After all, he was an elder, influential vamp. He had all sorts of connections that informed him well ahead of time when somebody gunned for him or planned to do something that would affect him or his properties. I knew at least that much about him from prior experience.

Depending on what Royce told me, I might have to lie low and hide somewhere out of town for a few days. Or a few months. Whatever would keep my ass out of the fire.

Chapter Two

I stayed late in the office. Sara, my business partner, was out of town until Sunday. Jen had gone home hours ago. The office was dark, the only light a small lamp illuminating the pictures I had spread out across my desk. Since it was Friday, I'd made plans with my boyfriend, but for later, when I got off work. Chaz would pick up dinner and come to my place around eight. Until then, I wanted to keep busy rather than sit around worrying about what big bad monster was coming to town this time.

The photographs in front of me were arranged in a series, laid out carefully next to a detailed inventory of stock. An insurance agent had called me in to investigate one of her clients. Jeremy Pryce claimed his company warehouse, which had a large store of valuable designer clothes, had burned down in an accident. The fire department had closed its investigation into the cause, reporting that faulty electrical work set off sparks during a thunderstorm and sent the whole building up in flames.

The agent, Cheryl Benedict, was convinced that Pryce had rigged the fire somehow. I didn't know who tipped her off, but she was right. The pictures in front of me were the ones I'd taken over the last two weeks of Mr. Pryce giving gifts to different beautiful women—women who were definitely not his wife. Unsurprisingly, the gifts were clothes—designer ones, as a matter of fact. Many matching the exact descriptions in the inventory of everything that supposedly went up in flames two months ago.

"Gotcha." I grinned, carefully ticking off and noting everything claimed destroyed that appeared in the photographs.

When I was about halfway through my notations, my cell phone belted out Beethoven's Fifth. An unknown caller.

I picked it up, glancing at the window and noting the sun had nearly set. There were a few last rays turning everything a golden hue at the edges and leaving deep shadows between buildings.


"Ms. Waynest," Royce's voice was smooth and cordial. "You do have the most fortuitous timing. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."

I cringed. My, how perceptive. I bit my tongue to keep from saying that thought out loud. Wasn't it too early for him to be up and about? "I heard from a little bird today that someone of interest to both of us is coming to town. Know anything about that?"

He laughed softly, the sound at once delightful and dreadful. Something that evil shouldn't sound so good. "Someone told you about Max Carlyle, I take it?"

"Yeah. Who is he?"

"Not someone to discuss over the phone. I will tell you everything you need to know if you meet with me."

Uh-oh. "You know what, this was a mistake. Never mind, I'll figure it out myself."

Before he could say anything, I ended the call and turned the cell off. Vampires were manipulative bastards, Royce worst of all. He made no secret of his interest in me despite knowing I had a boyfriend. Even worse, Royce had blackmailed me into signing one of those contracts that made it legal for him to drink my blood, turn me into a vampire, or even murder me with no consequences. All fabulous reasons to keep him as far away from me as possible.

The only good thing about that contract was that, due to the way it was worded, I could also hurt or kill him if it came down to it. My partner Sara had helped see to that. The only problem was that I wasn't nearly confident enough that I could hurt or kill him without some help from outside sources. I suppose I shouldn't complain, though. Most contracts didn't offer that luxury, leaving the signed human stuck in the crappy position of facing death—or worse—at the hands of their host. If they tried to fight back when they decided they didn't want to play the part of midnight snack anymore, they could look forward to some jail time and a hefty fine.

Some people (read: anyone but me) would love to be in the position I'm in, seeing as how Alec Royce is one of the most high-profile vampires in the United States. He's got a power base that extends through most of New York, New Jersey, and Connecticut. Any vampire within his territory is required to get his permission to do so much as blow their nose. Okay, maybe not to that extent, but they were supposed to get his permission to hunt outside their territory, turn anyone else into a vampire, or do anything that might be construed as expanding their own power bases. He also oversaw all purchases or sales of buildings, land, or other valuable properties. Not to mention he owned a string of the hottest nightclubs and restaurants in the city. There were probably other businesses he dipped his fingers into, but publicly he was known for the clubs and eateries.

Royce even posted a calendar on his Web site of his scheduled appearances at his various establishments. Yes, a vampire celebrity with a Web site, what a novelty. When I first met him, I'd used that as a tool to figure out where to find him. These days, I also used it to figure out where not to be when I needed to check out the club scene in search of cheating lovers or shady business partners.

Some of the crazies like Jack the White Hat probably used it to find ways to corner or hurt him. The police have done more to protect the Others in the last few years, cracking down on the overzealous groups like the White Hats. In addition, Royce and a few other supernaturals had slapped lawsuits on those who discriminated against or attacked them, further curbing such delightful White Hat activities as burning down known Other establishments and hangouts, riots, beatings, even murder. That didn't stop all of them, of course, but things were starting to settle down and the anti-Other crowd was beginning to look worse than the creatures they hated so much.

Sometimes the Others gave the general human populace good reason to be afraid of them. Despite their nature, they had rights now, and could walk the street like anyone else, but having legal citizenship didn't do a thing to change the fact that Weres and vampires and even magi were monsters straight out of fairy tales. Weres could tear you apart bare-handed, even when they weren't shifted. Vampires survived by drinking blood. Magi could twist and bend reality to their whims.

None of those were human traits, and even when you did your best to put those things aside, they would always be dangerous and inhuman.

Six months earlier, I'd seen firsthand how horrifically inhuman they were. I would carry scars across my chest and stomach until the day I die thanks to fighting with a crazy sorcerer, his bitch of a vampire girlfriend, the leader of the Moonwalker tribe, and last but certainly not least, Alec Royce.


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Taken By The Others 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 45 reviews.
STACYatUFI on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
TAKEN BY THE OTHERS is jam packed full of action. Shia seriously just rocks, I love her character. The tension between Royce and Shia is killing me (in a good way), I just cant wait to see what comes of these two. Will they become friends? More than friends? I'm seriously dying to find out what comes next with them. I have to say I'm kind of disappointed in Chaz at the end, you think even though he was hurting he might be a tad bit more supportive, its not like Shia has asked to be in any of the situations she was put in. I enjoyed the white hats in book 2, It was neat to get to know them more and I'm sure we will get more in the future. The dialogue is always fantastic coming from Jess Haines she knows how to keep you entertained and wanting more. You will not be disappointing in picking up any of Jess's books, start with HUNTED BY THE OTHERS, Follow with TAKEN BY THE OTHERS and make sure to pre-order the next book in the series DECEIVED BY THE OTHERS you wont want to miss it
pollywannabook on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Review courtesy of All Things Urban FantasyPure fun. That¿s was Jess gave us with HUNTED BY THE OTHERS and that¿s what¿s she¿s delivers in the follow up, TAKEN BY THE OTHERS. Well, that and nonstop action, some of the best romantic tension in urban fantasy, and a heroine who just gets better with every book.Royce and Shia have a pitch perfect urban fantasy relationship. He wants her for semi nefarious purposes (and he just plain wants her). She is rightly terrified of him half of the time and terrified of herself the other half. Whenever these two get near each other (not often enough for Royce¿s taste & way too often for Shia¿s), sparks fly and it¿s anyone¿s guess if Royce is plotting to bite Shia or bed her. Can you say romantic tension? Shia & Co are my favorite character ensemble in urban fantasy right now. The dialogue always crackles with wit and biting sarcasm, dry humor, or sly innuendo with near perfect timing depending on the character. And Shia doesn¿t just play the straight character who everyone else gets to be funny around, she holds her own cut-the-crap attitude and can¿t help but mouth off when she¿s really scared. The only thing keeping me from giving this another 5/5 bat review is that I thought there was a little too much driving around while planning/revising the next move. But that¿s pretty minor. Overall, it doesn¿t get much better for pure urban fantasy than Jess Haines. DECIEVED BY THE OTHERS with be published on July 5, 2011. Take my advice and pre-order it now. If you¿re still on the fence, check out this pee-your-pants-laughing comic strip of how Shia met Royce.Sexual Content: Kissing. References to sex.
thehistorychic on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Read for Fun!Overall Rating: 4.25Story Rating: 4.00Character Rating: 4.50First thought when finished: The ending was fast paced, super fun, and I am glad that I have book 3 ready to go!What I Loved: I love when an author builds on the book before by flushing out her characters a little more. Jess does a good job of not overwhelming you with a recap from the last book (in UF this tends to be a problem) but giving you a sense of the characters if you start here. I love that we learn more about Royce, see the White Hats, and learn more Shia. It isn't an info dump but more of a learn more as they learn more about each other kind of thing. The pacing at the end was fast/furious but it worked awesome for the story.What I Liked: The side characters and the bad guy were fantastically written in this story. There are some I want to know more about (mouse) and I am hoping that one grows on me (elf). I have faith though that these new characters will be flushed out more in the books to come.What made me go huh? Not enough of Chaz! I say that because I want to like him but so far to me he is an arrogant pain in the neck. I am usually team werewolf so I want him to sweep me off my feet. Hasn't happened yet but that is just a personal thing LOL Vampire lovers are probably swooning over Royce. Final Thought: Book 3 is in my hands and going to be started very soon!
pacey1927 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I bought the first three books in this series so I plan to read the first three books in this series. However so far I have been quite underwhelmed although I know several people who really love this series. The series is about a world where Others have come out of hiding following the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. Shiarra Waynest (my first pet peeve is I hate her name, sorry!) owns and operates her own PI company H&W Investigations. She made some very poor choices in the previous book which resulted in Shiarra becoming involved with vampires and magi. She already had a boyfriend, Chaz, that she dumped when she learned he was a werewolf. This time around Shiarra learns that there is a new violent vampire in town named Max. Max apparently has an ages old grudge against Shiarra's vampire associate Alec Royce. Along her journey in this book, Shiarra makes some new friends, including several human members of the White Hats, a group who hates and seeks to exterminate the Others.The good: I liked the plot a little better this time around. Max really is quite terrifying and he doesn't care who he kills. He is motivated by his hatred of Royce and seeks revenge against something Royce did a long time ago. Also while I didn't like the idea of another potential romantic interest for Shiarra, I did like the character of Devon. I also liked the new mute vampire named Mouse. Although Mouse and Devon didn't do anything amazing in this particular book, I think they make great side characters and could potentially lead to a lot of neat ideas for future installments. The ending was exciting enough that I really found myself getting into the book. There were no really big surprises but the conclusion was put together very well and the very end shows a side of Alec Royce that may clear up where his is on the friend or foe scale.The bad: Shiarra is so darn prejudiced! She says she has come to see a different side of the Others now that she knows them but her thoughts just don't always show that. Then in addition to her prejudice thoughts on the Others, at one time she shows actual homophobia when she sees two male Others turn to each other in grief. Of course she says "I'm not homophobic but...". Well Shiarra, the 'but' just proves you are homophobic. It is really hard to like Shiarra. She also still makes some pretty dumb decisions in "Taken by the Others". I want to like the series but its so hard when the main character is not someone I root for in real life. My only other complaint is that the first half of the book dragged, not much of importance happened. It was the group rehashing their plans over and over again until the last third of the book when things really started to happen.Overall? I liked it better than the first book. I have seen characters grow and mature over the course of a series and I can only hope that this happens with Shiarra. I am going to read the next book since I already have it. That will be the deciding factor on whether I keep reading. There are just too many really good books to keep reading ones that aren't as good.
DarkFaerieTales on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Review Courtesy of Dark Faerie TalesQuick & Dirty: A human PI drawn into a struggle of ¿vampiric¿ proportions. Tensions within the story revolve around the fear of being too enamored into another¿s life, at the loss of one¿s own personality.Opening Sentence: I don¿t usually have people pointing guns in my face.The Review:The second installment of H & W Investigations series, Taken by the Others, sheds light on Shiarra Waynest¿s thoughts and fears relating to the Others, or supernaturals like Vampires, Weres, and Magi. Her world has accepted the Others and incorporated them into their society, but can Shiarra? Though she is far more enlightened than she was in the last book, circumstances arise that test her new, more relaxed and understanding, self. There is a new player in town, and whether she wants to or not, she is about to be involved in a struggle for dominance between two very powerful vampires, Max Carlyle and Alec Royce.Shiarra has accepted the idea that the Others she has viewed as monsters for so long, may not all be that bad. After all, her boyfriend, Chaz, is a werewolf and she loves him. There are also magi, or magic users, that she considers as friends. So, why does she still avoid vampires like the plague? Mostly because Alec Royce, one of the nation¿s oldest and most publicly known vampires, confuses her. She has feared him since their contract was signed, but he has never given her real reason to. When she is kidnapped for the sole purpose to cause Royce pain and anguish, all of Shiarra¿s worst fears are realized. Her fear even leads her to accept the help of the White Hats: a group of anti-Other militants that have declared war against anything, or anyone, relating to those that are non-human.Shiarra does a few new things in this book. She finds a way to include all the factions and besieges them to work together toward a common enemy. This is a much more mature character than we read about in the first book. She exhibits the ability to see past the prejudice, and judge a ¿person¿ as an individual instead of grouped into a stereo-type. It¿s unfortunate that her fears of the monsters, both human and Other, turns out to be well founded. When she is shown the worse that the vampires can do, she can no longer stay rational about them as a whole. Even though Royce¿s actions reflect his best intentions for keeping her safe, Shiarra cannot bring herself to acknowledge his efforts. All she is able to see when looking at him is her own trauma staring back at her. Can she ever find it in her heart to give Royce the opportunity she has allotted for everyone else in her life?Even though her relationship with Chaz seems to be getting better, they still have their own problems to deal with. For instance, Chaz seems to have a hard time balancing his time and attention between his pack and Shiarra. No woman wants to think that her man is more involved with anything other than herself, pack alpha or not. They also must still deal with Royce and his romantic overtures toward Shiarra. Will Chaz¿s insecurities with the vampire be the cause of pushing his girlfriend away? Will Shiarra decide that she would be better off with someone else, Royce or not? Can they work through both of their insecurities before it¿s too late?Shiarra¿s involvement in the White Hats organization is brief. Though they continually look to recruit her to their ranks, they also refuse to let her join the ¿other¿ side. Though they helped her get away from Max¿s clutches the first time, she doesn¿t support their cause. When the time comes and she asks for their help in banding with weres and vampires to take down a larger foe, they refuse on the grounds that they will never work alongside the ¿monsters,¿ only kill them. But as long as Shiarra continues to be involved with Others, she will have to deal with the White Hats and their prejudices.There is nothing too special about the bad guy in this book. Max Carlyle is an
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