The Vampire's Bride (Gena Showalter's Atlantis Series #4)

The Vampire's Bride (Gena Showalter's Atlantis Series #4)

by Gena Showalter

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ISBN-13: 9780373773596
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 03/01/2009
Series: Gena Showalter's Atlantis Series , #4
Edition description: Original
Pages: 416
Sales rank: 220,651
Product dimensions: 4.20(w) x 6.60(h) x 2.20(d)

About the Author

Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of over fifty books, including the acclaimed Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, and the White Rabbit Chronicles. She writes sizzling paranormal romance, heartwarming contemporary romance, and unputdownable young adult novels, and lives in Oklahoma City with her family and menagerie of dogs. Visit her at GenaShowalter.com.

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Just a little closer, fire-bastards. Just a little bit closer.

Hidden by lush, dewy foliage, Layel watched as the dragon army marched through the detestably named Forest of Dragons. Where they were going, he didn't know. Why they were going, he didn't know, either. He only knew that he was going to relieve them of their burden. A young— human?—female was bound and gagged inside a portable prison. That prison was balanced by two wooden beams slung over several of the warriors' shoulders, swaying with their movements.

Obviously, she was their enemy.

He didn't know the girl, but a dragon's enemy was his dearest friend. And he didn't like his friends being bound.

The dragons continued to march forward, slowly, steadily. He motioned for his own army to hold… remain composed. They obeyed without hesitation. Since that dark day two hundred years ago, he had happily led his men with an iron fist—straight into a never-ending war. His will was not questioned. Ever. Not without severe consequences.

"… not going to end well," Brand, second-in-command of the dragon soldiers, was saying. Golden light seeped from the crystal dome that surrounded all of Atlantis, forming a halo around his pale, braided hair and disgustingly handsome features.

Brand was strong, brave, loyal to his king, kind to his people. A pity he was a dragon. Had he been born even a demon, Layel thought perhaps he would have liked him. As it was, he wanted Brand alive long enough to take a mate. A mate Layel would then steal. Brand would suffer, for a little while at least, and then Layel would gut him.

Brand had not been one of the warriors present all those years ago—none of the warriors here had been present, for Layel had slaughtered them all. Remembering their deaths, he smiled. Not all of them had faded quickly. Some he had lingered over, enjoying their pain, taking his time with every slice and bite.

Still, killing those responsible hadn't been enough. Not for the horrendous crimes that had been committed against Susan. Hadn't he been blamed for the actions of others? It was only fair to use that same logic against the dragons.

Only when Layel had obliterated the entire race would Susan be avenged. And only then would Layel deserve to join her in the hereafter. Soon, my love. Soon.

"If her sisters see her like this, there will be a war," a dragon called Renard said.

Renard was a dark-haired tyrant who, Layel knew, had studied how best to kill every race in Atlantis. The demons, the nymphs, the centaurs, the gorgons and all the other creatures the gods had deemed mistakes in their quest to create humans. Of them all, Renard hated vampires most and was always eager for a fight.

Eager himself, Layel ran his tongue over his elongated teeth.

"What else could we do?" an irritated voice proclaimed.

Tagart. Untamed, almost feral, with black hair and an even blacker heart. He was loyal to no one and was even jealous of his own king. "One more word out of that girl's mouth and I would have cut out her tongue. We had to gag her."

All of the soldiers nodded. Each was taller and more muscled than the last, and each had a long, menacing sword strapped to his bare back, nestled between the slits that hid his wings. Layel collected those swords and hung them on his walls as trophies. He used their bones as furniture.

"Whatever our reasons for binding her, they won't understand. Even though we're taking her back to them. Kind of. If we can find their camp." Brand again. "She's their beloved, their future queen."

Sisters… beloved… queen.

Amazons, Layel realized.

His lips curled in another slow grin. Fierce creatures, the Amazons. Devoted to each other, bloodthirsty, though they mostly kept to themselves unless provoked. Oh, yes. And vicious. Legend claimed that anyone who threatened an Amazon would soon find his deepest fear bearing down on him. A shadow, a determined phantom that would devour him whole.

Yes, the stories of their conquests were endless, though Layel himself had never fought one, never tasted one. He had no interest in doing so, either. Always before, they had been a nonentity to him, unworthy of his time or consideration, for he existed simply to torment the dragons. Nothing more.

But now his mind whirled with ways he might be able to use them. Perhaps he should not liberate this captive, after all. Perhaps he should find the Amazon camp, lie and tell them the dragons meant the girl harm, perhaps meant to kill her in front of them. The dragons would have their asses handed to them by little girls. Now wouldn't that just be—

A loud, piercing war cry sounded.

What seemed like hundreds of warrior women but could only have been a handful suddenly burst from the trees. They were scantily dressed, breasts covered by thin strips of leather, waist and thighs covered by some type of frayed skirt. The vast expanse of skin visible was painted in blue, the color marking royalty.

"Big mistake, dragons," a woman shouted.

"Your last mistake," another called.

What a bright day this was turning out to be. Layel would not have to search for the Amazons, after all.

Blades were anchored to their muscular arms and legs, and death radiated from their fierce expressions. Most were as tall as the dragons, but a few were petite, almost… fragile looking.

In the span of a single heartbeat, a battle was raging between the two races.

Weapons were twirling, men and women grunting and blood splattering. The metallic scent wafted to Layel's nostrils, sweet and tangy. He breathed it in deeply, felt it sweep through his entire body, fuse with sinew and bone and ignite a guttural hunger.

"Now!" Layel shouted to his men.

Together, they rushed forward. How he would have loved to simply materialize in the midst of battle, but he could not. None of them could. Well, not if they hoped to survive. A vampire could materialize anywhere he wanted with only a thought, but there were consequences. Once they reached their destination, they were drained. Exhausted. Unable to move for hours. Escape was the only time the ability proved useful, and he didn't want to escape this.

As he reached the dragon masses, sword swinging, slicing, light from the upper dome warmed his sensitive skin, all the hotter as it blended with the dragons' kiss of fire. He did not allow either to slow him, however. Sweat streaked down his chest and back. His wrist flicked left and right in constant motion, giving his blade a fluidity that cut through dragon flesh as smoothly as if it were cutting through water.

He reveled in every drop of crimson that he spilled, rejoiced with every body that fell. Every pain-entrenched shout brought a new smile to his lips. More than anything, he loved seeing his opponents' golden eyes as their minds registered his blow. They always widened; horror always filled them. The light inside always died right along with them.

Later, when the fighting was done, he would have to stalk through the masses and remove their heads. Dragons, like vampires, healed quickly. He liked to eliminate any possibility of regeneration. But right now, with fire dancing in every direction, he could only cut their decayed hearts in half.

Two dragons rushed him from different angles.

Ducking low, he arced his sword forward with one hand, slashing through one warrior's stomach while withdrawing a dagger from his waist with his other hand, then reaching out, leaning… stretching… and stabbing the second warrior in the groin. There was an unholy scream.

Both warriors collapsed.

Grinning, he leapt back into motion. Someone swept in front of him and managed to nick his side. He hissed, saw that one of his men, Zane, was already chopping his way forward to aid him. Layel didn't go in for the kill himself but kicked the dragon in the stomach, sending him flying in Zane's direction. Seeing this, the battle-hungry vampire spun, sword singing with lethal menace.

Seconds before the dragon's head rolled, he unleashed a blistering stream of flames. As the body dropped, those flames found a target on Layel's cheek. He wiped at the charred, sizzling skin. Felt a warm trail of dragon blood drip down his arm. Grinned again. He still held the dagger and the blade gleamed a vivid crimson.

"You are well, yes?" Zane asked him, breath sawing in and out.

He nodded. More. Need more. Needed to inflict more injury, more carnage. His focus landed on a nearby dragon already engaged in a fierce fight with a vampire. Layel stalked forward and swung, gutting the creature without warning. There was a grunt, a jerk. The body toppled. Did Layel mind striking from behind? Never. Fighting fairly would ensure nothing but failure.

Another dragon railed at him. Moving faster than the eye could see, he stabbed the bastard in the belly, pulled out, stabbed in the heart, pulled out again and stabbed in the neck. Only three seconds had passed. Too quick, too easy, he thought.

More.

Brand, ripping an Amazon off his chest and tossing her to the ground, came into view. Yes, Layel thought, tracing his tongue over his sharpened teeth in anticipation. That one. That one would die today. No more waiting. He would not simply incapacitate the bastard; he would kill.

Layel kicked and bit his way through the ranks, gaze locked on the dragon captain. Halfway there, he heard a growl behind him, pivoted to dispatch the threat swiftly and return his attention to Brand. But his sword slashed and clanged against another sword, jarring him. No easy, unprepared kill this time, apparently.

He blinked as an Amazon swirled in front of him, swinging at him a second time. Clink. Scowling, he blocked her third thrust. Clang.

"I do not wish to hurt you," he gritted out.

"How admirable," she replied drily—before swinging at him again.

He twisted to the side, barely escaping the sharp tip. Had she just mocked him?

Wind gusted past them, lifting her cerulean-colored hair off her face. Suddenly Layel was granted a full view of breathtaking, incomparable beauty. Beauty even the war paint couldn't hide. Beauty that nearly felled him. Definitely rendered him dumb, for he ceased moving. Brand who?

Layel hadn't taken the time to appreciate the beauty of a woman in two hundred years, yet he was helpless to do anything but drink this one in, this fantasy come to life. It was as though she exuded something…magical? Something that forced the eye to her. Something that would not release its hold. But Amazons weren't able to weave spells. Only dragons could.

He continued his scrutiny of her, searching for signs of a dragon relative. Her eyes were so bright a violet they sparkled like freshly polished amethysts. Long black lashes. Slightly rounded cheeks. Flawless, bronzed skin where the paint had washed away. Unlike most of her hulking sisters, she was of the petite variety, barely reaching his shoulders. No, no dragon.

From her fluid grace to her perfect curves, she was sensual and exotic, ready for a bedding rather than a battle.

"You should not be here. I could have killed you, woman." He didn't mind killing females, had done so on many occasions, but it would have been a shame to destroy something so lovely. His jaw clenched as he realized exactly what he was thinking. Damn her. He did not regard women with any kind of desire. Not anymore.

One corner of her lush, red mouth kicked up, causing his stomach to tighten. "Please," she said, voice sultry, like a dream. "You'll need a few centuries' more sword practice before you have the skill to eliminate me, vampire." She swung at him yet again, this time aiming for his neck.

There were no creatures faster than the vampires, and he managed to arch backward with swift precision as the blade soared just over his nose. "And you fancy yourself my tutor? I think not." But he admired her confidence.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded. Another swing.

Another block. "Helping you."

A tinkling laugh escaped her, floating over his skin with the surety of a lover's caress. His stomach tightened again. He scowled, mouth thinning over razor-sharp teeth. How was she affecting him like this?

He had not experienced even a single wisp of need since—do not think of Susan. You will lose focus.

Growling, he swung at the Amazon. She blocked the harder blow and frowned. Better. A frown was better than a laugh. And so he did it again. Slashed at her, using all of his might. When their swords next met, both of their bodies vibrated from the impact.

Her delicate nose twitched. In irritation? Amusement? Delight?

Surely not the latter two.

"This is how you help me?" she demanded.

"No. That was me, helping myself. Now this is me, helping you." With a swift jerk of his arm, he tossed his

dagger. The tip embedded in the neck of the dragon racing toward her from behind. "See the difference?"

She spun, surveyed the fallen, dying warrior. When she faced Layel again, there was no longer any question about what emotion she experienced. Irritation. "Well, we don't need your help and will not grant you any type of boon for offering it."

"Your gratitude is humbling. Fortunately, cutting out the hearts of my enemies is boon enough for me."

The pink tip of her tongue emerged and traced over those lush lips, smearing war paint. All the while she eyed his lips. Had his words… excited her? Shock rooted him in place, staying his sword. Such depravity should have disgusted her. And her excitement should have disgusted him.

Should have.

He hissed at her, suddenly as desperate to get away from her as he was to dispatch the dragon army. "Get in my way again, Amazon, and I will take you down." Perhaps he would not need to, he thought, before he could turn from her. Already another dragon closed in behind her.

Layel's vehemence seemed to shake her out of her inactivity. She returned his hiss with one of her own. "Try, and you'll die like the dragons." As she spoke, she stabbed behind her, sinking the apex of her sword into the very dragon that had been sneaking up on her. She gave a twist of her wrist, digging her weapon deeper, causing even more pain for the injured man.

Her gaze never left Layel.

The warrior fell to the ground, a final gasp echoing from him.

Layel didn't waste another moment. He moved around and behind the woman and her lethal beauty, knowing he was nothing more than a blur to her. She didn't have time to turn when he kicked out his leg. Contact. Her ankles knocked together. She grunted and toppled to her knees. But she was back on her feet in the next instant, spinning around and glaring at him.

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Vampire's Bride (Gena Showalter's Atlantis Series #4) 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 274 reviews.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Two centuries ago the dragon horde killed the beloved Susan. Since then vampire king Layel has lived for one thing seeking vengeance on all dragons; collateral deaths are acceptable consequences. That is until he meets Amazon warrior Delilah who matches him sword thrust to sword thrust.

At the same, in the pantheon, the Gods decide to have fun with the residents of Atlantis. They create life and death contests between sentient species. The rules are simple but deadly: the squad that loses a contest loses a player. However, Layel¿s attraction for the female of another team could cost him his undead life; she reciprocates his feelings but does not trust love as binding

With a nod to ancient mythology, Gena Showalter¿s latest romantic fantasy is a wonderful tale because the author makes her two protagonists and the key support cast including the pantheons as plausible. No one is above killing as Layel especially has a two hundred years old blood feud in which he has stalked dragons, killing unmercifully. The gods are as fickle as they appear in Greek mythology. Fans who appreciate a touch of realism in the lead characters will enjoy the latest entry in the Showalter mythos (see Lords of the Underworlds saga ¿ THE DARKEST PLEASURE, THE DARKEST KISS and THE DARKEST NIGHT).

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Chandra-of-Red on LibraryThing 5 days ago
AUTHOR: Were it not for the fact that I not have previously read Gena Showalter¿s series ¿Lords of the Underworld¿ I would probably be done with this author. ¿The Vampire¿s Bride¿ is book four of the Atlantis series. Continuous incessant and boring dialogue coupled with extreme sex scenes make the book dull and dry.SYNOPSIS - Two of the strongest from the various mythical characters living in Atlantis, vampires, dragons, demons and other legendary creatures, are pitted against each other. They have been transported to an island to destroy each other as entertain for Poseidon and a few other gods. Friend will be against friend and lover against lover. This book gets (2 out of 5) Stars. Elements of a Romance Book TEST = 2 central characters, 1 male, 1 female¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿.¿¿¿..YES;One or both of the main characters are in peril¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿.¿¿¿..YES; They work together to resolve the situation¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿Um¿.not reallySome amount of conflict and resistance in working together¿¿¿¿¿¿¿Kinda, sorta, maybeThe perilous situation brings them together....................................... Peril does not, Desire does PASSION SCALE: This book gets (2) ASTERISK because the level of intimacy is entirely too drastic and does not flow with the story that flows around the passion. Boring and redundant *NOT very descriptive and requires imagination ** WILL make you wiggle a little) *** WISH it was me; **** OH BODY, whew; *****EROTICA and well over the topFAVORITE PART: Lily is a loveable character.LEAST FAVORITE PART: The entire island scene¿..ENTIREYOU WILL LIKE THIS BOOK IF YOU LIKE: Mythology, Vampires, Demons, Dragons, Warriors, Gods
TwilightBlue on LibraryThing 5 days ago
Survivor with a twist
mthomas1975 on LibraryThing 5 days ago
This is the fourth book in Gena Showalter's Atlantis series and it was by far my favorite. I think the book could be summed up in two words; Survivor: Atlantis.This book is about Layel, King of the vampires, whose human mate was brutally raped and murdered 200 years ago. Since the night of Susan's death, Layel has felt guilty for not being about to save her and has punished himself for it. He's filled anguish and hatred and blames the entire dragon race for her demise and won't be satisfied until they are extinct. That being said, he showed softness towards Darius, the dragon King, when they were at war and Layel realized that Darius had taken a mate. Behind the facade, Layel is a deeply passionate man who feels unworthy of anyone's help or affection. He still loves Susan desperately and as angry and sad as he is, he wouldn't take Darius's mate from him even though he considered him his greatest enemy.Layel is a beautiful yet very complicated man. Outside he shows strength and determination but inside he is a conflicted mix of emotions. Throughout his long life he has only made one real friend, Valerian, the nymph King. He would die to protect him.The vampires come across battle between dragons and a group of Amazon's and decide to aid them. During the battle, Layel finds himself mesmerized with the beautiful Amazonian warrioress, Delilah, and doesn't understand why. While the races are fighting one another, some of them were transported to an unknown location. It is there that they find that the Gods have chosen two of the strongest warriors from each of the Atlantian races and separate them into two teams. Hence, survivor begins. Not only does Layel have to fight to stay alive but he fights his growing feelings for Delilah. He feels unworthy of her and doesn't understand why he is so drawn to her. He hasn't felt anything for a woman since Susan's death. He hasn't allowed himself to touch a woman whether to bed or feed from.Delilah is a powerful warrior in her own right and finds herself falling in love with Layel even though love is frowned upon by her race. The Amazonians are all women and enslave men. Men are used for mating two months out of the year and that is all. Delilah finds her world being turned upside down.Because of both Layel and Delilah's inner turmoil, watching their story unfold was both heartbreaking and beautiful. What is it about those damn tortured souls that suck you in and make you want to give them the world?I simply loved this book. I had been looking forward to learning more about Layel since he has been depicted as the villain in the other books. Villain or not, I never felt he was a bad guy. Maybe it's my love of vampires or maybe it was the fact that Layel is beyond gorgeous. I don't know. I just know that I am thrilled that Gena took the time to tell us Layel's story.Learning about the nymph, Shivawn, and vampire, Alyssa, was an added treat. I was curious about them after reading The Nymph King and was happy to see them together.The only thing I found disappointing was that the book ended in a place where it could easily be picked back up. All hell could be breaking loose and I want to know what happens next. According to Gena's website, she has no plans for another book in the Atlantis series at this point. I'm hoping she changes her mind because this was most certainly no ending to a series as there was no closure to the series as a whole. So please, please, please, Gena, give us another book!!!
Mumugrrl on LibraryThing 5 days ago
Layel is definitely one sexy vamp, but the whole survivor parody just bugged me since I hate the tv show. Gena Showalter is a really good writer of darker paranormal romance, but this one just didn't do it for me as much as her Lords of the Underworld series.
jjmachshev on LibraryThing 5 days ago
If you're a big fan of the TV show 'Survivor', then you'll love Gena Showalter's "The Vampire's Bride". This is the story of the vampire king Layel and fans have been waiting for it since 2007 when she published her last 'Atlantis' book. You could call this one 'Survivor: Atlantis' or 'Paranormal Survivor' and you'd pretty much have it. The gods have returned to Atlantis after centuries...and they're bored. To amuse themselves (which is NEVER a good thing), they decide to pit their creations against each other by sequestering them on a deserted island and dividing them into teams to compete in battles-both physical and mental-to determine who is the best warrior species. Sound familiar? Unfortunately, in the god's version getting kicked off the island isn't dramatic enough...instead they behead the loser voted off in the presence of the remaining team members. It's a perverted game played by prisoners worthy of the Marquise de Sade.Layel is the King of the Vampires. He has been involved in a private war with the dragons since the day they captured he and his mate, violated her in front of him, and then killed her and his unborn daughter. On that day Layel vowed to obliterate the entire dragon race and has refused to feel or care about anything other than his vengeance.Delilah is an Amazon, one of their best and bravest warriors. On a mission to retrieve her Queen's daughter, who was captured by dragons, she and her band come upon an ongoing battle between Layel and the dragons. Delilah's auddenly feeling things she thought she never would...and those thoughts and feelings center on the Vampire King.Now these two are part of a group of nine pairs of each Atlantian race, taken against their will from their world, and deposited on an island to battle in teams, one of each race, against each other for the amusement of the gods. Their attraction grows, but their interactions are watched and limited by their opposing teams and their own personal struggles.I'll confess that while I enjoyed the rest of this series, this one was just TOO much for me. While Delilah was a perfect mate for Layel, it was the whole 'survivor' theme that blew it for me. While I could certainly see the Pantheon acting in such a way, I wanted something more dignified for Layel. But such is the lot of readers. I'll still look forward to more books set in this world, but this isn't one I'll remember with much fondness.
littleflwers on LibraryThing 5 days ago
This is the first book by Gena Showalter that I have read. It definately won't be the last. This story was about a vampire King by the name of Layel and an Amazon by the name of Delilah. Although the story mainly centers around these two characters, there are quite a few others involved in the book. A group of beings (two each) from different species instantly vanish, some during battle. They arrive on some Island not knowing how they got there and for what purpose. They soon discover that the Gods have decided to see who is the strongest species among them. They develop challenges that these groups have to acomplish. They are divided into teams and whatever team loses the challenge also loses one of its team mates. There is a lot of emotion depicted and some pretty good discriptions of challenge scenes. There also is a side story about a nymph and a vampire going on. Without giving much more away, the book was good and had an ending that I thought fit in perfectly. I would recommend this for paranormal romance readers. There is some sex scenes but I didn't think they were as graphic as say Laurell Hamilton's which seem to border on porno.
dhampir05 on LibraryThing 5 days ago
Over 200 years ago, the dragons slain Layel's mate, Susan, the Vampire King goes on a conquest to rid Atlantis of all of the dragons. Until during a fierce battle with the dragons, he is whisked away to an island to fight other Atlanteans, and he discovers that along with his enemies, an Amazon warrior, Delilah, is also on the Island. The moment he sees her blue hair, he begins to ache... after 200 years... and feels ashamed to be betraying his mate, Susan. As the feelings for her torment him, Delilah finds she cannot stop thinking about the gorgeous Vampire King either. The Greek Gods... test them, torment them, and punish the losers... by death. Delilah being on the opposing team does nothing to Layel, as he saves her from herself and the others. Only until the end, does her desire become so much for the dark king, that she saves them both.The verbal sparring between Layel and Delilah is hilarious, and the sexual tension between the two is so thick, I just wanted to scream at them to get it over with.. but when it does happen.. it was well worth the wait for them.
SunnySD on LibraryThing 5 days ago
If Survivor was run by the gods...Amazon warrior Delilah and vampire king Layel feel sparks from the moment they set eyes on one another across the battlefield. But when the gods (and goddesses) take a hand, and the pair along with several other Atlanteans are vanished to a deserted island to compete in a last-man standing competition, the stakes get higher.Honestly? You know how some books grab you and you can't put them down until the last page unfolds at 3 a.m., even though you have to get up at 5 a.m. and go to work? Well, this isn't one of those books. It sat on my elliptical machine for two weeks before I slogged through it.
TheBooknerd on LibraryThing 5 days ago
I love Gena Showalter's books, and this one proved to be no exception. Her whole Atlantis series is a delightful world where extraordinary people can meet up and have extraordinary adventures. This latest installment continues that trend with a romance between an embittered vampire king and a strong-willed Amazon warrior.Layel, king of the vampires, has lived a vicious blood-feud for two hundred years. Nothing and no one mattered except his need for revenge against his enemies. That is, until he met Delilah on the battlefield. Fierce, dedicated, and beautiful, she was everything he wasn't looking for. So when the capricious gods interfere, forcing Layel and Delilah into unusual circumstances, he must battle himself more than anything. Showalter does two things in particular that make this book, and her others, into such vibrant, engaging stories. First, she fills her characters with so much passion -- be it desire, pain, or hatred -- that everything comes alive. It's hard to put a book down because there's never a conveniently dull moment. Second, Showalter doesn't shy away from sharper edges. There's violence, there's heartbreak, there's conflict and ugliness. This is a love story, undoubtedly, but it's not hearts-and-flowers, to my continuous relief. This book -- and, again, others by this author -- explore a wide range of emotion, leading to a richer, more satisfying Happily Ever After.
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excelent book
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So ive read quite a few of gena showalters books like the lords of the underworld and alien huntress and loved them both. And as i read the atlantean series, i immediently fell in love. Especially this one, i felt really connected to the characters and felt like i really knew them,, so i loved, cried, hated, and laughed my a$$ off with them lol. Its a definite must read!