Vampire Hunter Elena Deveraux knows she’s the best-but she doesn’t know if she’s good enough for this job. Hired by the dangerously beautiful Archangel Raphael, a being so lethal that no mortal wants his attention, only one thing is clear-failure is not an option… even if the task is impossible.
Because this time, it’s not a wayward vamp she has to track. It’s an archangel gone bad.
The job will put Elena in the midst of killing spree like no other… and pull her to the razor’s edge of passion. Even if the hunt doesn’t destroy her, succumbing to Raphael’s seductive touch just may. For when archangels play, mortals break…
Angels’ Blood was the first book I’d read by Nalini Singh. And by the time I’d finished it, I wanted to cry. It was just so good! I was in awe of Singh’s writing ability. This book was incredible. You know that feeling you get, when you read a book for the first time and it’s amazing? You almost get high? I was floating around like a friggin’ kite while I was reading this book. Sorry, I know I’m gushing, but it cannot be helped. This book had everything. It was action-packed, it was sexy, the heroine was one fierce lady, and our hero was so damn yummy, I wanted to take a bite out of him.
Let me start at the beginning. In the Guild Hunter series we have three races living amongst each other: humans, vampires and angels. Odd combo, right? But, oh my stars, did it work out well! See, angels are responsible for creating vampires. Angels have some sort of toxin in their blood that they need to get rid of. They feed it to humans, who then become vampires. The humans apply to become vampires and, if they are chosen, they have to serve the angel who turns them for one hundred years. But there are some vampires who aren’t into that whole servitude thing, and they run away in order to escape their contracts. This is where the hunters come in. When vampires try and skip out on their contracts, angels call in the hunters to bring the vampire to heel.
Elena Deveraux is a hunter, and she’s the best there is. But when she gets called in by the Archangel Raphael, the head honcho in New York, she is freaked. Raphael has a reputation for ruthlessness, and Elena has no desire to fall under his scrutiny. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have much in the way of a choice. She meets Raphael, and the sparks fly. Even though she’s crapping herself, she’s not about to let him push her around. Raphael, arrogant son of a gun that he is, isn’t used to people questioning his authority. So he’s more than a little intrigued by Elena’s fighting spirit. What I liked best about Elena is that she’s a strong heroine. She didn’t try and make excuses for Raphael when he acted like an ass, and she had the good sense to be afraid of him, even while fighting their attraction. While I was rooting for these two, I’m glad that Elena didn’t just fall at his feet because he was sexy. She knew he was bad news, and she tried to avoid him. Smart lady. But when these two did get their acts together, they were so damn hot. Seriously. But Raphael was kinda scary. I liked Dmitri, a member of his Seven, much better. First let me explain who the Seven are, and then I’ll tell you why Dmitri made my knees weak. The Seven are basically Raphael’s guards, and are made up of both angels and vampires. They eliminate any threat to Raphael without remorse. We meet don’t meet all of Raphael’s Seven, but Dmitri was by far my favourite.
Dmitri is a vampire, and he’s way old. The older a vampire becomes, the more… sexually alluring they become. Dmitri must be old as the hills, because he was super fine. Now let me share my favourite part of this book. It’s a scene between Elena and Dmitri. Elena and Raphael have just had a rip-roaring fight, and Elena has decided that she’s going home. She’s sick of Raphael’s gorgeous face at this point. Raphael doesn’t want Elena to go home on her own. Dmitri has the hots for Elena, despite Raphael’s interest, and he’s being a little… forward. In order to dissuade Dmitri’s interest, Elena slits his throat (don’t worry, he heals fast):
“Bitch.”It was a wet gurgle.
He actually smiled, hard, lethal, scary as hell. “I like bitches.” The words were clearer, his healing progressing at a faster pace than she would’ve believed.
But it was the dark hunger in his tone that got to her. Damn kinky vampire had actually liked the knife.
Maybe I’m a wee bit messed in the head, but I found that so sexy. Whew…