Immortals After Dark: No Rest for the Wicked

No Rest for the Wicked

No Rest for the Wicked

A vampire soldier weary of life…

Centuries ago, Sebastian Wroth was turned into a vampire-a nightmare in his mind-against his will. Burdened with hatred and alone for ages, he sees little reason to live. Until an exquisite, fey creature comes to kill him, inadvertently saving him instead.

A Valkyrie assassin dispatched to destroy him…

When Kaderin the Cold Hearted lost her two beloved sisters to a vampire attack long ago, a benevolent force deadened her to sorrow-accidentally extinguishing all of her emotions. Yet whenever she encounters Sebastian, her feelings-particularly lust-emerge multiplied. For the first time, she’s unable to complete a kill.

Become competitors in a legendary hunt…

The prize of the month-long contest is powerful enough to change history, and Kaderin will do anything to win it for her sisters. Wanting only to win her, Sebastian competes as well, taking every opportunity-as they travel to ancient tombs and through catacombs, seeking relics around the world-to use her new feelings to seduce her. But when forced to choose between the vampire she’s falling for and reuniting her family, how can Kaderin live without either?

Only a couple of books into this series and I’m already coming to love it. No Rest for the Wicked is book two (or three?) in the Immortals After Dark series, and it did not disappoint. This series is fast becoming one of my favourites.

No Rest for the Wicked is the story of Kaderin the Cold Hearted, a Valkyrie, and Sebastian Wroth, a vampire. Kaderin is exactly what her name suggests, which is helpful since she’s an assassin whose made it her life’s mission to kill as many vampires as she can get her hands on. After losing her sisters to the bloodsuckers, Kaderin experienced soul-destroying guilt and grief. She was an utter mess when some well-meaning person decided to make Kaderin immune to grief. Small problem, though: in doing that this mysterious person stripped Kaderin of all her emotions. This has been the case for the past thousand years and hasn’t really been a problem for her. Until she meets Sebastian and the emotions all come flooding back. Sebastian was a general in the Estonian army. He was quite the bad ass. But then things went pear-shaped. While he and his brother, Conrad, were taking care of their little sisters, their castle was attacked by Russian soldiers. The little girls were killed and Conrad and Sebastian were dying. Their older, recently turned, brothers rocked up and then took it upon themselves to turn them into vampires. Three hundred years on, Sebastian still hasn’t recovered from the betrayal. He’s become a hermit, never leaving his home and rarely interacting with people. So you can imagine his surprise when he’s confronted with this gorgeous woman who makes his heart beat again and wants to cut off his head. Sebastian realises that Kaderin is his Bride, the vampire equivalent of a mate, and he is overjoyed. Finally, something-someone-to live for! While Sebastian is celebrating and kissing her senseless, Kaderin is freaking the hell out. She’s kissing a vampire. She was kissing vampire. 

The Valkyrie covens were at war with vampires even now, and the Lore was hurtling towards an Accession-a war that occurred every five hundred years. During times like this, Kaderin was expected to be ridding vampires from the earth, not riding them.

Completely out of her depth and wondering what the hell is going on with her, Kaderin bails and leaves Sebastian with a bad case of the blue balls. But he takes it in stride. Sebastian now knows that he has a Bride, someone to make eternity bearable. All he needs to do is find her and convince her to give them a shot. Easier said than done, especially when Sebastian finds out that Kaderin is competing in the Talisman’s Hie, a deadly competition between Lore creatures.

The chemistry between Kaderin and Sebastian was sizzling from the get go. But the actual emotional connection took a lot longer and that was mainly because Kaderin was a bit of a bitch. This isn’t to say that I didn’t like Kaderin; I just didn’t appreciate how she treated Sebastian. Here was this sweet, attentive guy who was willing to enter a harrowing competition just to win her affections, and she just kept blowing him off! She got better but I’m still not quite willing to forgive her for being such a shrew. Sebastian, on the other hand, could not have been more sweet. I’m usually a sucker for a bad boy, but there is just something so endearing about a big, tough guy who’s unsure of himself. I just wanted to give him a hug. And then jump his bones.

Kresley Cole has created an amazing, complex world with this series. The romance is sweet, the sex is hot, and the characters are chock full of awesome. Definitely a must-read for paranormal romance fans. You can get it for next to nothing at ebooks.com.   

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Holy Wow Wednesday: Str8te Boys

Hi all! This week I’ve decided to give you guys a little snippet from Str8te Boys by Evangeline Anderson for Holy Wow Wednesday. While it may not be the best M/M book I’ve ever read, it’s a sweet story with some pretty steamy love scenes. This make out session between Mav and Duke is brought on by a game of extreme gay chicken, and it gets seriously freakin’ hot. That being said, though, it isn’t crazy explicit. So if you’re new to this genre it’s not the kind of thing that will shock your sensibilities too badly.

“Now what?” he asked, as soon as he was completely naked under the covers. 

“Now… since you’re the champion and I’m the challenger I’ll start,” Duke decided. “I’m gonna touch you. If you give, I win, just like usual. ‘K?”

“Uh-huh.” Mav’s heart was thundering in his ears and his cock was aching. He could feel the warm wetness of precome beading at the slit of his broad head and he could barely breathe he was so turned on. When was the last time he’d been so hot? He couldn’t remember ever feeling this way, feeling like he was going to explode if his friend didn’t touch him soon.

“Okay.” Duke shifted beside him and suddenly a warm hand was gripping his shaft under the covers. “Too gay for you, buddy?” Duke breathed.

“Huh-uh. Not really,” Mav managed to whisper. He was trying to hold still, trying not to thrust into his friend’s hand, but it was damn hard not to when when every instinct in his body was shouting that he had to thrust, that he needed to come.

“How about if I do this…” Duke started a slow, sensual stroke along the hard ridge of his cock. “While I do this…” He leaned down and kissed Mav lightly on the mouth.

Mav parted his lips at once and Duke’s tongue was there, probing delicately, licking hungrily. He groaned, unable to help himself, as the warm pleasure of his friend’s hand on his cock became unbearable. Duke swallowed the soft sound eagerly and stroked harder, more urgently.

God, can’t believe he’s kissing me while he jerks me off. If he doesn’t stop soon I’m gonna come! Mav didn’t know if he wanted his friend to stop or not. But when Duke did stop, breaking the kiss and pulling away slightly as his hand ceased it’s delicious stroking, he felt a wash of disappointment.

“Too gay?” Duke panted the words. “Do you give, Mav?”

“No way-I don’t give,” Mav said emphatically. “There’s no way you can win, man. I’m not backing down.” He deliberately made his words challenging, wondering what Duke would think of next. He didn’t have to wonder for long.

“Neither am I,” Duke murmured in his ear. He shifted position again and this time he was above Mav. straddling him in the dark. “Spread your legs,” he commanded in a hoarse voice.

“What for, man?” For the first time Mav felt uneasy. After all, there were limits. He wasn’t going to let his roommate fuck him, no matter how hot and bothered he was.

“Not what you’re thinking,” Duke assured him. “C’mon, Mav, trust me. Just spread.”

Reluctantly, Mav did as his best friend asked, opening his legs even though it made him feel strangely vulnerable.

With a soft sigh, Duke arranged himself so his thighs were inside Mav’s and then lowered himself slowly.

Mav took in a deep, hissing breath when he felt the heated shaft of his best friend’s cock settle flush against his own. “God… Duke!” he gasped.

Duke froze in position but his voice was low and taunting in Maverick’s ear. “That’s my cock rubbing against yours, roomie,” he murmured in Mav’s ear. “Too fay for you? Do you give?”

And you will have to read the rest of the book to find out who won this round. Have an awesome week, guys!  

Scandalous Brides: A Beginner’s Guide to Rakes

A Beginner's Guide to Rakes

A Beginner’s Guide to Rakes

A Risque Business

All of London is abuzz with the return of the utterly alluring, recently widowed Diane Benchley. Will she remarry? What will she do with her late husband’s fortune? Society is shocked by her announcement-at the Grand Ball, of all places!-that she plans to open an exclusive gentleman’s gaming club in the family mansion. But no one is more stunned than the Marquis of Haybury, Oliver Warren.

An Indecent Proposal

Years ago, Oliver and Diane shared a private indiscretion. Now Diane threatens to reveal Oliver’s most ungentlemanly secrets… unless he agrees to help her. A notorious gambler-and rake-Oliver is overqualified to educate Diane in the ways and means of running her establishment. But striking a deal with Diane might just be the biggest risk Oliver has ever taken. This time, the only thing he has to lose is his heart…

A Beginner’s Guide to Rakes is the first book in the Scandalous Brides series, and it was nothing short of brilliant. Couple a sarcastic, smarty-pants heroine with a charming, bad boy hero and you have one hell of a story. Every once in a while, a book comes along that really really reminds me why I love to read. This was one of those books.

Our leads, Diane Benchley and Oliver Warren, have a past. And it is this past that has made the two somewhat… hostile towards one another. Diane’s late husband gambled away their fortune and left them destitute. Then the bastard went and died, leaving her in the lurch. Oliver bailing on her was the final straw, and it taught her a valuable lesson: you can’t trust anyone, least of all a man. So Diane vowed that she would rely only on herself, and endeavored to get herself out of the mess her dearly-departed husband left her in. See, Diane has this grand master plan: she’s going to do something so scandalous that no one is going to be able to resist coming to see what’s the what. Dianne is going to open a gentleman’s club staffed almost exclusively by… women. Diane has everything all planned out. There’s only more thing she needs to make sure her plan is foolproof, and that is Oliver Warren. Much as Dianne would rather avoid Oliver, there is no denying that the man knows his stuff when it comes to gambling and the like. And luckily for Diane, she has a little something to blackmail Oliver with should he prove reluctant. Boy, was he really super reluctant.

This book was really so much fun. I loved the witty and sarcastic barbs Oliver and Diane exchanged. I also liked that Diane wasn’t just willing to fall into Oliver’s arms the second he showed up. He hurt her and it was going to take time for him to earn her trust. I have to be honest, Diane totally outshone Oliver for me. I enjoyed his character, I thought he was very charming, but he didn’t have the same ooomph as Diane. I think it’s pretty hard for authors of historical romances to create kickass heroines without resorting to cliches (take the hot, petite chick dressing up like a young boy as an example). Enoch managed to create a no-nonsense leading lady without having to resort to any of the tropes so common in the genre.

I absolutely adored this book. It was so much fun. Diane was the perfect mix of sassy yet vulnerable, and Oliver managed to balance his devil-may-care charm with sincerity. I would definitely recommend this book if you’re looking for an original take on historical romance. You can get it over at Amazon or at Kobo. It’s actually cheaper at Kobo, but I heard that they did something (no clue what) and pissed a bunch of people off. If you are boycotting them, Amazon is the place to go.

Str8te Boys

Str8te Boys

Str8te Boys

How far would you dare to go… to win it all?

Maverick Holms and Duke Warren share almost everything-a college soccer team, an apartment and and the same extremely competitive nature. Thanks to that never-back-down spirit, they’re about to share more than they bargained for.

The game is “gay chicken”. The rule: get as close as possible without kissing, and the one that pulls away first is the loser. The problem: neither of them likes to lose. It isn’t long before the game becomes an excuse to touch and kiss in every possible forbidden way. And after they pose for a gay website to earn extra money, things really heat up.

Suddenly Duke is talking lifetime commitment, and Mav is backpedaling as hard as he can, not sure if he’s ready to accept all his best friend is offering him. Or the truth about what he is.

Warning: Hot M/M sex inside. Do not open this book if you don’t like the idea of two deliciously muscular best friends becoming lovers.

Str8te Boys is a reread for me. I first read it when I was just breaking in to the M/M genre, and it was a cute story. Definitely not the best written thing you’ll ever read, but it had a sweet friends-to-lovers theme. If you’re a stranger to gay romance, I’d recommend trying this book out for your first time. The sex is hot without being uber-explicit.

Mav and Duke have been best friends pretty much since their first day of university. They both play on the soccer team and they’ve been roommates for years. Mav is the serious, studious one while Duke is the life of every party. He’s loud, happy and a little on the touchy-feely side. Mav doesn’t mind; it’s something he’s gotten used to over the years. Only lately, Duke has been getting extra touchy-feely. Like, beyond what’s normal for best friends. Their relationship is bordering on the *shudder, gasp* gay. The story starts when it’s revealed that Duke has spent their rent money on weed. Now Duke and Mav need to come up with the money or end up sleeping on the street. That’s when a friend recommends that they apply for a modelling gig. The catch? It will be for a gay website called “Str8te Boys”. Mav is less than enthusiastic but, as Duke points out, rather that than being homeless. Mav agrees and that’s when things start to escalate. Things had been a little… strange… between Mav and Duke for a while, but after the photo shoot things get hot. 

The thing with this book is that it’s really short, about eighty or so pages. There wasn’t enough time to go in-depth with the characters or their situation. Another thing that bugged me was the whole “gay chicken” concept. I had no idea people actually did that so it seemed a little contrived to me. In terms of the characters, I thought they were okay. The whole book was from Mav’s perspective so we only saw Duke as Mav saw him. I liked Duke. I thought he was really sweet, although I do question his judgement for springing the “Lets spend our lives together” on a guy who still considered himself straight. As for Mav… well, I thought he was a bit of an idiot. But a sweet idiot, so it was mostly okay.

Like I said, not the most wow-inspiring book out there. But it’s sweet. I know I keep using that word, but that was exactly what this was. So if you feel like a light, fluffy, quick read and if two hot guys making out revs your engine, give this book a go. You can get it over at Books A Million.

Holy Wow Wednesday: A Hunger Like No Other

Hi all! I know that I’ve been slacking off with the Holy Wow feature the last few weeks, but I haven’t really seen or read anything that’s completely blown my mind. Luckily, though, Kresley Cole has changed that. You may remember that I said the sex in A Hunger Like No Other was crazy hot, so I’ve decided to share some of it with you. If this little snippet doesn’t have you racing to buy this book, nothing will.

This is the first time Emma and Lachlain have actually had sex, although they’ve had sexy time before, and it doubles as a sort of claiming ritual. Lachlain is a bit of a talker which, coupled with the accent, makes him so extremely hot. 

To her relief, he stopped thrusting, though she wondered how he had when she could feel his body shaking all around her, his shaft so huge and throbbing within her. 

He drew her up as he went to his knees, putting her back against his chest and taking her arms to guide them up around his neck, locking them there. “Hold on tae me.”

When she nodded, he skimmed his fingers from her shoulders over her breasts and down, then dipped both of his hands to cup and stroke her between her legs. When her wetness returned in a rush, he still refrained from thrusting. Instead he thumbed her nipples and palmed her breasts for long, long moments until she was panting again, feeling a desperate lust like she had when he’d teased her that night in the bathroom. No, worse than that, because now she knew exactly what she’d been missing.

Remembering her frustration that night and fearing he’d subject her to that again, she wriggled her hips against him.

He growled low in her ear, “Do you want more?”

“Y-yes.”

“Go tae your hands again… let me give it to you.”

As soon as she did, he clutched her hips, slowly withdrew, then eased deeper within her. She cried out, this time in pleasure. When she arched her back and worked her knees wide again, he groaned her name in answer, but his voice had changed. Still deep but guttural, grating. Almost… snarling.

Another thrust inside her, this time more forceful. Groans, growling. Hers as well?

Thoughts were growing dim as the pleasure increased. Each measured withdrawal made her whimper, each time his skin slapped against hers as he bucked into her made her cry out for more. Her lips curled when the air charged with electricity, and she gloried in the sky, in the scents, in Lachlain wedged deep inside her. He stretched down over her back, and she felt his mouth on her neck. Felt his bite, but not like hers, not piercing the skin, but she reveled in it as if she’d accomplished it.

“Going tae come so hard,” he snarled against her skin, “you’ll feel it like a thrust of my cock.”

She climaxed once more, screaming in ecstasy to the sky, throwing her head back to his shoulder, wanting his mouth at her neck.

“Ah, God, yes,” he yelled, then returned to his bite… She did feel him ejaculate, forcefully, pumping his seed so hotly inside her.

Yet when he was finished, he didn’t stop thrusting.

Chapter 26, page 254-255

This scene carries on for at least three more pages. It was smoking. All I can say is that Emma is one lucky, lucky, girl.   

Immortals After Dark: A Hunger Like No Other

A Hunger Like No Other

A Hunger Like No Other

A mythic warrior who will stop at nothing to possess her…

After enduring years of torture from the vampire Horde, Lacklain MacRieve, leader of the Lykae Clan, is enraged to find the predestined mate he’s been waiting millennia for is a vampire. Or partly one. This Emmaline is a small, ethereal half Valkyrie/half vampire, who somehow begins to soothe the fury burning within him.

A vampire captured by her wildest fantasy…

Sheltered Emmaline Troy sets out to uncover the truth about her deceased parents-until a powerful Lykae claims her as his mate and forces her back to his ancestral Scottish castle. There, her fear of the Lykae-and their notorious dark desire-ebbs as he begins a slow, wicked seduction to sate her dark cravings.

An all-consuming desire…

Yet when an ancient evil from her past resurfaces, will their desire deepen into a love that can bring a proud warrior to his knees and turn a gentle beauty into the fighter she was born to be?

I had heard some really good things about Kresley Cole, so I was pretty sure this book would be good. I was wrong… the word “good” doesn’t even come close to describing this book. It was amazing. Everything was just right there. The universe, the story line, the romance and chemistry between the lead characters. And my review would not be complete if I didn’t mention the sex scenes. They were insanely hot. Like, really. Wow.

I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when I started with this book. The blurb mentions “Valkyrie” and “Lykae” and I had no idea what the hell either of those things were. Turns out the Lykae are a little like werewolves and the Valkyrie are these warrior women who reminded me of the Amazons. They all belong to the Lore, which is basically the supernatural world. Here’s the thing, though: these two species do not like each other. Which leaves our two leads in a bit of a pickle. Lachlain MacGrieve is an all-round badass and the leader of the Lykae. He’s been tortured by the evil vampiric Horde for the last one hundred and fifty years. He’s really messed up, both physically and mentally, and he loathes vampires. In his opinion, the only good leach is a dead one. And when he meets his mate, the sweet little half vampire/half Valkyrie Emmaline Troy, he is beyond pissed off. Emma is the very definition of meek and mild. She does not want to rock the boat; all she wants is to learn more about her birth parents. But Emma’s demure demeanor is put to the test when she meets a pushy, arrogant and domineering Lykae with a super bad attitude. Emma and Lachlain’s relationship is not an easy one in the beginning. Lachlain was rude, and bossy, and just plain mean. And then something amazing happened: he started being nice. And then he started being really sweet. And then I totally wanted to jump him. Emma underwent a major transition, too. She went from being timid and shy to being fierce and strong. It got to the point where she was actually willing to call Lachlain, a man she was once terrified of, on his shit and give him the what-for. Emma managed to prove not only to her scary-ass Valkyrie aunts that she’s tough, she managed to prove to herself that she was a strong woman. And I loved that.

It took a little while for me to warm up to Lachlain. In fact, I could have strangled him for a couple of the things he said and did to Emma. But when he decided that he loved Emma, he just became this marshmallow. Except when he was in the bedroom. There he became a beast. It didn’t excuse him from his past behaviour, but he certainly made up for it. I won’t say much more about Emma; suffice to say, I loved her. I also adored her equally parts scary and crazy aunts, especially Nix and Regin. I can’t wait to learn more about the Valkyrie. They sound like a lot of fun. Hell, I can’t wait to get further into this series!

I highly recommend that you head on over to Sony’s ebook store and get started on this series. I promise, it will be money well spent.

 

Highland Pleasures: Lady Isabella’s Scandalous Marriage

Lady Isabella's Scandalous Marriage

Lady Isabella’s Scandalous Marriage

Six years ago, eighteen-year-old Lady Isabella Scranton scandalized all of London by eloping the night of her come-out ball with the notorious rake, Lord Mac Mackenzie. After three turbulent years of marriage, she scandalized London yet again-this time by leaving him.

Now the reformed Mac has returned, and he wants one thing: Isabella back in his life, his house, his bed. He’ll do anything he has to, play any game, as long as he gets her back. Isabella resists, but when she agrees to pose for erotic paintings he’s been working on, she realizes her body has never stopped craving her husband’s very skilled touch. Mac is determined to show Isabella he’s a changed man, but three years without her has only increased his hunger for her.

When an ingenious painter with designs on Mac’s paintings, and Isabella herself, comes dangerously near, Mac sets himself up as Isabella’s protector and vows to never leave her side, whether his independent and proud lady likes it or not.

Jennifer Ashley can quite easily become my favourite historical romance author. This series is so incredibly well-written, I am in utter awe of Ashley’s ability. She manages to create characters who are awesome on their own and, when you put them together, their chemistry is off the charts.

I didn’t enjoy Lady Isabella’s Scandalous Marriage quite as much as I enjoyed the first book, but that is not to say that this book wasn’t off the charts awesome. Lady Isabella and her husband, Mac Mackenzie, have always had a rather tumultuous relationship. They first met at Isabella’s debut ball where, after only having known each other a few hours, they skipped the rest of the party to go and get married. It caused a major stir in London, and set precedent for the rest of their married life: Lots of impulsive decisions that get people talking and occasionally came to bite them in their rear ends. Their relationship is also characterised by either fighting like cat and dog, or humping like bunnies. There was no disputing that they loved one another; it’s just that they could never find any middle ground. It was one extreme or another. Finally, it all became too much and Isabella told Mac that she’d had enough. It’s been three years since Isabella called it quits and both of them are miserable. They do their best to pretend that they don’t really miss each other, but they fall a little short. And then, they’re forced back into one another’s company when Isabella discovers that someone is forging Mac’s paintings. Mac doesn’t seem to care one way or another, but Isabella is determined to find out what’s going on. However, Mac catches an abrupt wake up when he realises that the dude mimicking his artwork isn’t as benign as he first seemed…

I loved Mac and Isabella together. There were such sweet moments between them and you could tell, despite how long they’d been apart, that they still loved each other as much as they did when they were blissful newlyweds. That being said, though, there were moments where I was a bit frustrated with Isabella. I thought that she was a little indecisive; she couldn’t seem to make up her mind about what she wanted. That is honestly the only thing I can think of that detracted from this book. Otherwise, it was as good as I’m coming to expect from Ms Ashley.

I’ve looked around and the cheapest place to get this book is over at Kobo. I really recommend giving this series a try. It’s epic!

Midnight Breeds: Veil of Midnight

Veil of Midnight

Veil of Midnight

Bound by blood, addicted to danger, they’ll enter the darkest-and most erotic-place of all…

A warrior trained in bullets and blades, Renata cannot be bested by any man-vampire or mortal. But her most powerful weapon is her extraordinary psychic ability-a gift both rare and deadly. Now a stranger threatens her hard-won independence, a golden-haired vampire who lures her into a realm of darkness… and pleasure beyond imagining.

A combat loving adrenaline-junkie, Nikolai dispenses his own justice to enemies of the Breed-and his latest quarry is a ruthless assassin. One woman stands in his way: the seductive, cool-as-ice bodyguard, Renata. But Renata’s powers are put to the test when a loved one, a child, is threatened and she’s forced to turn to Niko for help. As the two join forces, as desire fans the flames of a deeper hunger, Renata’s life is under siege by a man who offers the exquisite pleasure of a blood bond-and a passion that could save or doom them both forever…  

I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this book. For the most part, it was a little predictable. I’ll admit, I was getting frustrated with this series and Ms Adrian. It was like, “Can we please have a little more ooomph here, please?” And then something happened towards the end that woke me up and got me a little more interested for the next book.

But before I get to the next book in this series, let me tell you about Veil of Midnight. Our leading lady, Renata, is quite a badass. She has the ability to make vampires heads hurt… bad. I imagine it to be sort of like a seizure. And, as a result of this neat little trick, she has earned the not-so-coveted position of body guard to Sergei Yakut, a Gen One vampire with a sadistic steak as wide as my butt. She’s also assigned herself the role as protector for Mira, a little girl with an amazing psychic ability. Sergei is of great interest to our hero, Nikolai. The Order has received word that someone is out killing all the remaining Gen One vampires. Nikolai has been sent to look for Sergei in Toronto to warn him of the impending danger and to protect him. That’s when he first catches a glimpse of the lovely Renata. Unfortunately, their first meeting does not go well and Renata puts him flat on his back, and not in the fun way. Nikolai’s face and ego are a little bruised, but he’s fascinated by the tough-as-nails Renata. There’s just one problem: Sergei Yakut. Nikolai sees how he treats the his staff and family, but as much as he’d like to kill the bastard, he can’t; it’s his responsibility to ensure Sergei keeps breathing.

The romance between Nikolai and Renata progresses pretty much as you’d expect with declarations of love and minor misunderstandings that are quickly cleared up with more “I love yous”. While that was fairly yawn-inducing, the interesting part came with Andreas Richen, the leader of the Berlin (as least, I think it’s Berlin) Darkhaven. This guy loses his shit in a big way and I’m interested in seeing what’s going to happen with him.

If you feel like giving this book a go, you can get it at Diesel’s ebook store.

Book of the Month: September

I’m a little bit late posting the book of the month for September… sorry about that. Last week I didn’t really have the time or the inclination and I only remembered this morning that I hadn’t done it yet. But, at long last, here it is. I had a little trouble deciding between The Madness of Lord Ian Mackenzie by Jennifer Ashley and Catch a Ghost by SE Jakes. Both very different but both off-the-charts epic. In the end, though, I decided to go with Catch a Ghost. I cannot remember the last time I just sat in my room and plowed through a book the way I did with this one. This was a really fun story and I definitely recommend giving it a try.  This scene takes place soon after Tommy and Prophet are put on assignment together. They’re not too keen on one another, but their boss has made it quite clear that he expects them to work together. So they’re trying to just grin and bear it.

Whenever there was a ruckus at security, it was usually Prophet’s fault, so it was odd to see one already in progress as he walked toward the area with a soda as big as his head. And he was going to get through with the damn drink. Somehow.  “What’s going on?” he asked the TSA agent, who shrugged, checked his ID, and let him through. It was an odd time for a flight, so the airport terminal was quiet. Except for Tom, who waved his arms as he talked to security.  Prophet heard Tom’s choice curses in what Prophet assumed was Cajun French, and walked over to rescue his partner.  Who was actually supposed to be keeping Prophet out of trouble.  He wanted to video this and send it to Phil. Better yet, put it up on YouTube. But by the time he’d gotten close-because he’d argued about keeping the soda with the second agent, telling her about hypoglycemia and the fact that it was only three ounces of soda and a lot of ice, and lost, and goddammit, someone owed him-Tom had disappeared. He pulled out the Air Marshal badge he’d gotten for emergencies like this one-and also because he was more than qualified to help out if there was any trouble on a flight-and asked the female guard, “That guy’s with me. What’s the problem?” “He was randomly chosen for a pat-down. We found his piercings, and now he’s putting himself through the X-ray machine,” she said wearily, like she’d seen it all before. And Prophet could only shrug in sympathy as they watched Tom climbing onto the conveyor belt and lying down flat on his back. She motioned for Prophet to follow her. As Tom’s X-ray came through the machine, Prophet almost bit off his tongue. Clear nipple piercings and slightly more blurry cock piercings. Jesus, he hadn’t expected that. He swallowed hard, and a second agent spluttered, “Holy shit.” And then Tom was out, smirking at Prophet and the agents. “I told you they’re attached,” Tom said, starting to unzip his jeans.”Want me to show you?” Prophet wasn’t sure which of them he was talking to, but he assumed it was security. To her credit, the female guard merely said, “Actually, yes, sir. I won’t be the lucky one today, but you’re still going to need a full body search.” Tom rolled his eyes, said,”Of course I am,” under his breath. “The ladies like that?” a male agent asked Tommy. “Men like it more,” Tom told him, which confirmed to Prophet that the physical yank he’d felt toward the man hadn’t been his imagination. Fucking accent. Kindle Location: 447 of 3820

I’m not going to go into it too much, or else we’ll be here forever, but I adored Tommy and Prophet. They are both so damaged and messed up, and I can’t help but root for them. And I know that once you read this book, you will too.  

Midnight Breeds: Midnight Rising

Midnight Rising

Midnight Rising

In a world of shadows and dark, consuming hungers, desire is the deadliest weapon…

Fueled by pain and anger over a shattering betrayal, the warrior Rio has pledged his life to the war against the Rogues. He will let nothing stand in his way-least of all a mortal woman with the power to expose the entire vampire race. But now an ancient evil has been awakened, and a stunning darkness is on the rise.

For journalist Dylan Alexander, it began with the discovery of a hidden tomb. Suddenly she is at the center of a gathering storm of violence and secrets. But nothing is as dangerous as the scarred, lethally seductive man who rises from the shadows to plunge her into his world of dark desire and endless night. Here she is powerless to resist Rio’s touch, even as she uncovers a shocking link to her own past. Now Dylan must choose: Leave Rio’s midnight dream, or risk it all for the man who has shown her true passion and the infinite pleasures of the heart.

Midnight Rising is book four in the Midnight Breeds series by Lara Adrian. I was quite keen on reading this book. Poor Rio had had a really rough time of it for the past few months-what with his mate proving to be a treacherous bitch-so if anyone deserved a happily ever after, it was him. But I just didn’t feel it. Maybe it was too soon for him to be moving on? I can’t put my finger on what it is, but this book just didn’t do it for me.

Midnight Awakening takes place five months after Midnight Rising and starts us off in the Czech Republic. Our leading lady, Dylan, is on holiday there when she is approached by a ghost. This is no big deal for Dylan; she’s been seeing ghosts for most of her life. It’s creepy but not something that really phases her. Anyway, this ghost is pretty insistent that Dylan go up the mountain, off the trail, because there is someone up there in dire need of saving. Dylan, being the nice girl that she is, can’t in good conscience wonder off and just let whatever is about to happen happen. So she follows the ghost’s instructions and there she comes across a completely Loony Tunes Rio. Our favourite Spaniard is in a really sorry state. He’s been living in that dark, dirty cave for five months. He hasn’t been outside, he hasn’t eaten and he hasn’t had any blood. When he decided to stay in the Czech Republic, it was with the idea of ending his misery. But for some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. And, as is typical, just when Rio has decided that today is the day, Dylan shows up and takes some compromising pictures of the cave. These pictures have the potential to blow the entire vampire race’s cover. It’s thus Rio’s responsibility to chase after Dylan and destroy the photos.

I seem to have an odd relationship with Ms Adrian’s books: when I have low expectations, the book completely blows my mind; when I’m dying of excitement, the book lets me down. So, from now on, no more expectations. I just found this whole book so… boring. I didn’t feel the chemistry between the main characters at all, and Rio was actually beginning to irritate me. I’m going to sound completely insensitive saying this, but he came across as a bit whiny. Dylan as a heroine wasn’t too awful, but I just didn’t connect with her.

I found this book a little bit on the “meh” side, but if you feel like giving it a try, you can get it at Diesel’s ebook store.

The Psy-Changeling Series: Mine to Possess

Mine to Possess

Mine to Possess

Clay Bennett is a powerful DarkRiver sentinel, but he grew up in the slums with his human mother, never knowing his changeling father. As a young boy without the bonds of Pack he tried to stifle his animal nature. He failed… and committed the most extreme act of violence, killing a man and losing his best friend, Talin, in the bloody aftermath. Everything good in him died the day he was told that she, too, was dead.

Talin McCade barely survived a childhood drenched in bloodshed and terror. Now a new nightmare is stalking her life-the street children she works to protect are disappearing and turning up dead. Determined to keep them safe, she unlocks the deepest secret in her heart, and steels herself to ask the help of the strongest man she knows…

Clay lost Talin once. He will not let her go again, his hunger to possess her is a clawing need born of the leopard within. As they race to save the innocent, Clay and Talin must face the violent truths of their past, or risk losing everything that ever mattered.

I am quite a big fan of Ms Singh’s so I couldn’t wait to start in on Mine to Possess. It’s been sitting on my to-be-read pile for what feels like forever, but it was well worth the wait. The world Singh has created is absolutely fascinating. It just gets more and more detailed and complex as the series progresses.

Clay is a high-ranking member of DarkRiver, a sentinel charged with protecting his pack. However, despite his position, Clay is a bit of a loner. He’s got this anger building inside him and he’s on the verge of just giving up on his humanity and going leopard full time. He wasn’t always like this, though. While he’s always had this darkness inside him, there was a time where he was a little more lighthearted. Talin, his childhood best friend, accepted him without question. They were once inseparable. Until the day Clay became aware of the abuse Talin was suffering at the hands of her foster father. In a fury, he killed the bastard right in front of Talin and Clay was later taken to a juvenile detention centre. Clay accepted it, believing that once he’d served his time he would be able to see Talin again. He was devastated upon hearing that Talin was dead, and for a long time he seemed to be lost in that darkness inside himself. So you can understand his shock when Talin suddenly shows up in his life, alive and well. Talin is damaged. The things her foster father did to her, coupled with losing Clay left her in a bad place. When she finally felt like she was moving forward, she found out that Clay was being released from his prison. She knew Clay would come for her, so she made the decision to have the authorities tell him that she had died. But now she needs Clay’s help. The street children she’s responsible are being killed and the enforcement agency is making no effort to catch the killer.

My love for this series is actually stemming more from the universe that Singh has created than from a real passion for the characters. Don’t get me wrong, the characters are awesome. We got to see Talin transform from a scared little girl into a strong woman; we got to see a softer side to Clay that you would never have suspected was there. All of that was great. But those snippets into the inner workings of the Psy Council and how the whole system is being shaken up is… riveting. Singh manages to make important changes to the universe her series is set in with every book and I am so excited to see what’s going to happen next!

If you’re keen on reading Mine to Possess-and you really should be-you can head on over to Foyles.

The Adventurers’ Club: The Care and Taming of a Rogue

The Care and Taming of a Rogue

The Care and Taming of a Rogue

How to tell if a man is an unrepentant rogue:

1. He has no patience for frivolous debutantes.

2. He kisses you after a single dance.

3. He makes you forget yourself and kiss him back…

After years away from London, Captain Bennett Wolfe is back-and alive, much to Society’s surprise. Having been presumed dead, this rugged adventurer is much sought after by every marriage-minded young woman… but Bennett only has eyes for the intriguing Lady Phillipa Eddison.

Phillipa would rather read than flirt, but she does know a thing or two about proper courtship rituals. A gentleman does not kiss a lady senseless, and he certainly does not bring his pet monkey when he comes calling. Lady Phillipa’s never been so scandalized… or tempted. She simply must teach Bennett some manners-before she succumbs to temptation as wild as the man who offers it.

The Care and Taming of a Rogue is book one in the Adventurers’ Club and I enjoyed it for the most part. There were bits and pieces, though, that kind of irritated me. The biggest issue I had with this book was Bennett Wolfe, the hero. I started out liking him, but the more I read and the more I thought about it, the more he struck me as a bit of a bully. And that diminished my enjoyment of this story.

Bennett Wolfe lost his parents at an early age and is used to taking care of himself. He’s never been one for frivolity, which makes London and Society his least favourite places in the world. As soon as he was old enough, he left England and went on a number of expeditions around the world. He most recently traveled to the Congo, where he was very nearly killed. Now three years after he last set foot in London, Bennett is back… and boy, is he in for a surprise. Not only did his second-in-command during the expedition leave him behind in the Congo, the man plagiarised his work and wrote a book portraying Bennett as a bumbling oaf. Also, he spread a pesky rumour that Bennett was dead. Needless to say, Bennett is not a happy camper. There is one bright spot in the dreariness that is London, though: Lady Phillipa Eddison. Phillipa is what Society calls a “bluestocking”; she prefers books to people and finds Society unbearably boring. So imagine her excitement at meeting the famous explorer Bennett Wolfe, the man whose books she’s read a number of times. And imagine her surprise when she realises that he finds her just as intriguing as she finds him.

I found that I could relate to Phillipa. She’s a booknerd in every sense and topics like fashion and flirting are beyond her comprehension. Rather than looking forward to the next big soiree, Phillipa just wants to be at home with a book. So when Bennett started paying attention to her, she was a little taken aback. Typically, men tend to gravitate towards her older, more sociable, sister. I found that I enjoyed Bennett’s character in the beginning. But as the book progressed, I found him to be a little bit of a bully. Phillipa had never had a beau, so her experience with physical and emotional intimacy was nil. There were moments where Bennett came on really strong and he kept telling her that he was being really patient, like he expected a noddy badge or something. It was just something that bothered me and it kept me from really enjoying this book as much as I wanted to.

In all, a little disappointing but I enjoyed Ms Enoch’s writing. If you’re looking to give this book and Ms Enoch a try, you can get this book at Foyles.