**spoiler alert** What the fuck?! Pardon the language, but that's what was going through my head (on repeat) while reading this book.
Where is the seri**spoiler alert** What the fuck?! Pardon the language, but that's what was going through my head (on repeat) while reading this book.
Where is the series I've followed since the beginning, where are the heroes and heroines I've come to expect, where is the compelling story, where is the narrative flow?
What the fuck?!
I was looking forward to Zev's book ever since he's appeared in the series, and judging from the snippet found in the end of the previous book I was in for one hell of a ride.
Unfortunately the preview promised what the book couldn't possibly deliver, and instead I read through almost 400 pages of a disappointing excuse of a book with an abusive hero (no matter the fact Ms. Feehan tried so hard to make me see Branislava was okay with it), an idiotic heroine for putting up with the bastard (lifemate or not), rehashed prose, repetition to no end, cringe-worthy sex scenes, more repetition, more rehashed prose, rehashed action sequences, and an appearance from the past that was the first time the 'what the fuck?!' line was uttered.
I'm sick and tired of Xavier, the High Mage, but now he's suddenly a triplet. And his sicko of a brother is named Xaviero. What the fuck?! Original much. Not. And the third brother is Xayvion (or something like that). Ooh, originality, welcome into the Carpathian world.
When the author has to resort to inventing triplets out of thin air and doesn't even bother with giving them more or less original names, it's obvious she's still writing it only for the money.
And it's high time for me to stop reading. When I started this book, I kept thinking to myself that this was probably the last one in the series. And while I was a little sad, because I loved most of it, I also understood why it was time to end. But when Xaviero (I still can't get over the name) was mentioned, I knew this was the end only for me.
So, thank you Carpathians, for keeping me company through all these years, but it's time we part while the parting is still amicable enough....more
I'm a huge fan of the Carpathians/Dark Series), but I must confess the last books (Dark Slayer being the exception) have been disappointing indeed. ThI'm a huge fan of the Carpathians/Dark Series), but I must confess the last books (Dark Slayer being the exception) have been disappointing indeed. The last one, Dark Predator being one of those, despite I was rather looking forward to Zacarias’ story.
This one was certainly NOT a disappointment. Quite the contrary. It made me see anew what I love about this series—the story, the main arc, the sexiness, the ‘environment’, and sometimes even the characters. This one had it all.
The story was great, an improvement from the later books in the series. The pacing was good, the plot tight, and though some reviewers have complained about the ‘choppiness’ of jumping from setting to setting at the beginning of the narration, that somehow didn’t bother me at all. I knew exactly where I was and which character had center stage.
The descriptions of the environment, though repetitive and thus truly annoying in previous books, sounded fresh (despite the ‘common’ setting of the jungle), the battle scenes were well-thought and well-presented.
The sexiness was definitely back in this one as well. The sex scenes were one of the elements that made me love this series from the start, but in the later books the sensuality and sultriness got lost somehow and the ‘hot’ scenes became rather perfunctory and ‘mandatory’ (I cannot find a better word—it seemed like they were there just so the characters could have sex, nothing more). In this one the sensuality, the sexiness, the ‘hot’ was back in business, maybe not really driving the story forward (except that first scene by the ruins in the field of night flowers), but it had ‘meaning’ not just as page-filler.
And the characters—oh, the characters. I have a rather love-hate relationship with either the heroines or heroes in this series, with just a few books being the exception where I actually like both of them. This book is one of those precious few. Usually either the heroine is a TSTL, mewling idiot that is just begging to be raped and killed in the first few chapters or the hero is an overbearing, chest-thumping ass that I would just love to hit over the head with a shovel. Repeatedly.
Not in this story. Both Riley and Danutdaxton a.k.a. Dax (I like the shortened version better) were amazing characters and an amazing leading couple. She was smart, sassy, intelligent, and completely aware of both her power and her limitations. He was sexy, funny, brave, a true warrior at heart…did I mention sexy? She didn’t whine, and when she did it was so out of character she knew there was something wrong, he didn’t try to stuff her in bubble-wrap and didn’t resort to chest-thumping. What a breath of fresh air that was in this series. Despite spending centuries locked up in a volcano he was much more ‘civilized’, tendering, caring and respectful to his lifemate than the others (Zacarias De La Cruz for one) that came before him. He knew he’s found a strong, resilient woman and he tried (and succeeded) to curb his caveman, sorry Carpathian, protective instincts, and let her help him. He knew he needed her, he respected her strength, respected her…And to me, despite the short time they knew each other, showed his true feelings toward her. And I actually bought it, despite the short time-frame.
Dax and Riley truly were perfect for each other, perfect for his story, and perfect for renewing my faith in this series. I hope Dark Wolf is at least half as good as this one, because Skyler and Dimitri sure deserve something great.
Yes, this was an amazing addition to this series and I believe it bumped Dark Slayer from the second place of my favorite books in the series. And yes, the hero and heroine deserve a mention in the Alphas section on my blog....more
In hindsight this ‘new’ installment in the Dark/Carpathian series by Christine Feehan reminds me of the bodice-rippers of the eighties and the beginniIn hindsight this ‘new’ installment in the Dark/Carpathian series by Christine Feehan reminds me of the bodice-rippers of the eighties and the beginning of the nineties. You know, the he-heates-her-but-loves-her-yet-he-hates-her-for-making-him-fell-while-she-loves-him-no-matter-what-he-says-or-does-to-her.
And like those bodice-rippers, it was ‘fun’ at the beginning, but quickly went old and annoying. Because the guy was a bastard. There’s no way around it. He was a bastard. Yes, he had cause to be a bastard, we were told the story of the ‘anomaly’ he suffered, the same his father had suffered that made him go all snarly on his own kids...But still, he was a mean killing machine and a super SOB when he wanted to be. And he pretty much wanted to be one constantly. Those glimpses of the good, cuddly, marshmallow-y Zacarias weren’t enough to redeem him. Men!
While reading this book, I had repetitive urges to throw it against the wall. And all because of the hero, that for me, doesn’t really deserve the name. And I repeatedly said that if he was real, he was mine, he was standing in front of me, I’d hit him with a shovel. A lot. Maybe someone should invent the video game of Whack-Zacarias. Involving Zacarias and a shovel. I’d play. I’d probably set a record.
And because the ‘hero’ was such a caveman (which is mostly endearing and awwww-sounds-inspiring in CH books—in this one not at all), idiot, cretin, bastard and SOB, the heroine’s behavior (mostly her actions and reactions to him, her feelings toward him, her obstinate forgiveness) made me dislike even her. Though not so much as the ‘hero’. How can someone be so utterly blind, trusting, stupid beyond measure to actually forgive such a guy. Sorry, but the excuse ‘she loved him’ simply doesn’t cut it. Even the last forgiving act she did in the book—what the hell was that?! He’s been ‘savage’ in turning her, she mentally rejected him throughout the process, yet, because he’s injured (poor baby) all is forgotten and forgiven. At least whack him with a shovel a couple of times! Women!
Again, in hindsight, this would probably work a lot better as a novella, if you ask me. Less Zacarias’ SOB behavior, less back and forth between fear and attraction on Marguarita’s part, more concise story (because there wasn’t much plot there), and the final battle with much more weight (as it was it was more of a get-it-over-with-so-the-book-will-end deal for me).
I like Christine Feehan’s writing, Dark/Carpathian series especially, but this one just wasn’t my cup of tea, I guess. Too much...I don’t know, just too much. Also, I’m starting to chafe whenever a word in the Carpathian language appears in the text. At the beginning of the series, when there were none, it was better for me, now the ‘language’ just chops up my reading. But that’s probably just me....more
They were both ready to die—one last mission (a suicide one) for him, while she knew sooner or later the Jaguar-men would catch up to her and she woulThey were both ready to die—one last mission (a suicide one) for him, while she knew sooner or later the Jaguar-men would catch up to her and she wouldn't let herself be captured alive.
They were both dreaming of their perfect mate, never knowing those weren't dreams...Until one day, in the middle of the jungle, when a desperate cry awoke his emotions and his world turned into color. But the parasites in his blood, the ones he ingested to infiltrate the enemy camp, doomed their relationship even before it started...
This was yet another winner from beneath Ms. Feehan's talented and proficient fingertips. This series is a perfect example of how a series could evolve in a good way (there are so many examples out there of a bad evolution in a series and while I stopped reading those, I'm sticking with this one for the time being). We went from dominant, arrogant alpha Carpathians dictating to somewhat TSTL, fragile, and whiny heroines when the series started to dominant, arrogant alpha Carpathians trying to dictate to self-reliant, self-confident, kick-ass heroines that are as much warriors as their male counterparts (and those male counterparts wouldn't want them any other way). This is perfectly illustrated at the beginning of this book when Dominic thinks about his "dream woman", how he made her a warrior like himself, because that's the type of woman that suits him, the type of woman he needs at his side - the warrior to aid him in battle, the woman for...anything else. ;) He knows full well, a fragile woman would never do for him.
And that's the beauty of the last two books in this series. The heroine is as strong as the hero in battle. Bye-bye whiny, spoiled, selfish and childish heroines, welcome kick-ass, Amazon-like heroines. And I'm liking this new angle so much I cannot describe. There isn't a thing I would change in either Dominic or Solange. They were absolutely perfect as individuals and equally perfect together. True partners in all aspects of their lives, and they knew it, accepted each other flaws and all.
The action scenes were great as per Ms. Feehan's usual, the man arc is nicely evolving, there's a new angle involving royal Jaguar blood, and a promise of Zacarias' story in the future. Dare I guess who his lifemate might be?
When she was a child, Lara's father Razvan and grandfather Xavier (the big bad dark mage), used her as a food supply. It was only thanks to her two grWhen she was a child, Lara's father Razvan and grandfather Xavier (the big bad dark mage), used her as a food supply. It was only thanks to her two great aunts that she managed to escape her icy prison, and she swore to herself she would never be a prisoner again...And no one would take her blood without her consent.
Well, 19 years later her promise comes to a test, when she restores Nicolas De La Cruz's emotions and colors, thus becoming his lifemate. And lifemates don't shy away from donating blood to one another. Despite all her reservations, though, and his domineering ways, Lara soon learns to trust this towering, sexy hunk of a man, and just in time it seems, because her world and everything she thought she knew is about to come down tumbling around her.
This story was classic Feehan. A domineering male that suddenly realizes his heart is at stake, a somewhat stubborn (and sometimes borderline TSTL) heroine that doesn't want to trust said male, but is unable to resist, the ancient battle between good and evil with some unwanted birth control thrown into the mix, and loads and loads of steam.
This book was scorching hot, and I guess whoever wrote on the back cover knew what they were talking about. This was the most sensual Carpathian story to date. Hot damn! Don't get me wrong, they are all hot, blood sucking, sexy fiends with wolfish grins, smoldering gazes, and capable of whispering inside the mind usually are, but this one surpassed them all. It was more daring, more darkly erotic, more hot, more everything. And of course it all tied in nicely with the romance between two utterly different yet somehow incredibly similar individuals. It was all bout control with them, and they both had to learn to let go of some of that control in order to compromise and make a life together. I loved both Lara and Nicolas separately and together, because there was something so sweet and cute about them that just made me go all "awww" inside.
The big bad Xavier also made a creepy appearance, and his plan of destroying the Carpathian race is so brilliantly twisted that I just couldn't help but admire his genius all the while hating his guts. But the biggest whopper of a surprise came with his grandfather, Lara's father (and father of many, many, many more children it would seem), Razvan. The guy we all (readers and Carpathians combined) though of as the villain turned out to be the most tortured soul of all, completely at the mercy of his demented and utterly evil grandfather. Determined to protect his sister and his daughter, he sealed his fate for all time...Or did he?
After the flop that was Dark Possession, IMHO this was a true comeback for the series and I can't wait to sink my teeth into Dark Slayer next. Methinks it will be all about forgiveness and redemption and you know how much I like those types of stories. ;)...more
I admit I was a bit leery of this book thanks to all the reviews both here and on Amazon, but in the end this one turned out to be a wonderful, a littI admit I was a bit leery of this book thanks to all the reviews both here and on Amazon, but in the end this one turned out to be a wonderful, a little heartbreaking, and a lot bitter-sweet story, and provided a perfect ending to this series.
The scenes everybody so complained about (the first five chapters of the book) weren't as "bad" as we've all been warned. They were necessary to the story, to Elle's growth, maturing, change, and understanding of self, and they their execution was extremely tasteful. Ms. Feehan succeeded in conveying the right amount of sorrow, terror, and pain Elle's been through without descending into gory details. These scenes were also instrumental in Elle's fundamental understanding of Jackson's character and what he's been through. Sure, she was there with him, sharing his mind, but until she went through pretty much the same torture, she didn't understand him, not completely, not the way he needed to be understood. And that was evident throughout the series, whenever there two had a scene together. Elle simply didn't get him, and because she didn't get him, his silences, his brooding, his deep-rooted need for violence, she pulled a childish act and went undercover...And almost lost herself.
Did she suffer? Yes. Did she come back a changed woman? Yes. But she also came back with a new vein of steel underneath, the steel Jackson himself helped to hone during the recovery process. They both suffered through it all, but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and both Jackson and Elle came out of the ordeal tougher, their connection stronger than ever.
And this is what I love most about Christine Feehan's writing. Her ability to convey strong emotions in her stories, her penchant for putting her characters through hell (both literally and figuratively) and make them come out on the other side stronger, more determined, more mature, changed but still remaining the same deep down when it counts...All without having to subject the reader to all the gory details. After all, this isn't a horror story or a thriller, but a romance with all the trimmings, including the requisite happy ending.
I loved the dynamic of the characters, the sisterly devotion, the friendship between the men, and it was lovely to revisit the couples from previous books, and see them still holding strong, the women still teasing their mates and the men still unrepentant over their overprotective ways. And the ending was just perfect with all the gives to the next generation, the ever-changing, people-eating house, and the wind visiting each couple, showing glimpses of their happiness, before rushing back toward the sea.
P.S. Also, this book, though finishing the Drake era, provided a nice intro into the Prakenskii brothers era, with Ilya's brother making an appearance, resulting to be in the same profession as his younger brother. His story is next in line, following his escape from the boat, in Water Bound....more
The GhostWalkers move out of the swamp and jungle and into the territory of urban warfare with a completely new team of enhanced soldiers, together siThe GhostWalkers move out of the swamp and jungle and into the territory of urban warfare with a completely new team of enhanced soldiers, together since childhood, that stumble upon "the one that got away" two years ago, breaking all their hearts, one more than the rest.
Jaimie left the brutal world behind her, but it came knocking on her door yet again, with Mack McKinley bringing his team into "her" city on the heels of an arms-trafficking terrorist group. Jaimie and Mack were close once, but her sense of self-preservation made her leave him (apparently he didn’t care for her beyond the bedroom, despite him constantly keeping her safe from herself, him and his world), breaking his heart in the process.
Now he’s back, her heart is jumping of joy, yet her head is more reluctant. And just as he’s about to launch a full-scale attack onto her senses, danger comes crashing in. So what else is new in the world of the GhostWalkers?
I’m a big fan of Christine Feehan's work, but I have so say this book was quite a disappointment for me. The major problem was the fact I was thrust into an unknown group. I never "met" these men before, I didn’t know they’re background (well, most of it), I didn’t really know what made them tick, so it was truly like meeting new people for the first time and finding yourself threading carefully around each other, assessing, watching, learning.
The second problem was the hero. Ms. Feehan loves to write about her alphas, big, surly brutes with hearts of gold, that, after a while, are more than happy to be brought down to their knees by the right woman. Sorry, but Mack didn’t fall into that category. Sure, he was alpha, sure he was surly, but he was also too much of a jackass for me to actually like him and care whether he got his happy ending or not.
But taking things from this perspective, I’m more than happy he ended up with a brat like Jaimie. Spoiled, petulant, throwing tantrums when things didn’t go her way, leaving instead of sticking with the man she supposedly loved. Sheesh! She loved him for protecting her, for being big and not scared of anything ,always taking matter into his own hands, yet resented him those same traits, because "he didn’t listen to her". Can you spell spoiled brat?
The amount of angst in this book was enormous, taking the spotlight off the action scenes, which are actually the reason I read these GhostWalkers books. But even when I managed to finally concentrate on the suspense part of the book, the action scenes, the intrigue, the mystery, and the tension felt sort of flat, like they were slapped together in a hurry, without much thought or finesse, resulting in the pacing being way off and certainly not par with her previous novels....more
Centuries ago, a young girl was cut to pieces on a meadow, her remains left to the wolves. The animals, instead of consuming the remains, buried them,Centuries ago, a young girl was cut to pieces on a meadow, her remains left to the wolves. The animals, instead of consuming the remains, buried them, and Ivory Malinov was reborn. Now, she’s a slayer of vampires, an ancient warrior with only one goal in life – find and destroy the man who ordered her execution, Xavier, the dark mage. Then she discovers the fickleness of Fate, when she stumbles upon a man lying in the snow and recognizes him as her lifemate…And Xavier’s grandson.
Centuries ago, a young boy gave up his body to save his twin sister. A few decades ago, the same boy, now grown, tortured almost beyond endurance, gave up his soul to protect his daughter. Branded a criminal and the vilest traitor of the Carpathian race, Razvan, wishes for Death to claim him. His escape from his grandfather’s clutches almost accomplishes that feat, he lies in the snow, waiting for the sun to cleanse his soul, when he hears the voice of his lifemate.
Now, these two tortured souls will embark on a journey of soul-searching, forgiveness, and redemption, united in their goal of destroying their enemy, braving suspicion and rumors from the very race they’re trying to save.
This has officially become my favorite book in the Dark/Carpathian series. It was so utterly different from all the other 19 books that I was simply rendered speechless (in a very good way). So what was so different from the other books in this series? The dynamic between the two leads and (almost) complete reversal of roles. In this one, the female took the lead. Ivory was the experienced, ancient hunter, skilled, resilient, deadly, not needing anyone to stand by her, and Razvan was the one who had to learn from her, without any ego involved. Though he was a fast learned and great at strategy, he saw nothing wrong in learning from a woman, taking his lead from her. He still protected her, but didn’t intrude or order her about. There was no chest-thumping, no He-Man antics, not litanies about women having to stay at home barefoot and pregnant. Razvan was completely accepting of the fact Ivory was better at something than he was and there was absolutely no rancor in him.
That’s what I loved most about Razvan. The fact he was so Zen about everything. He accepted his fate, he was a rock and a fountain of peace despite everything he’s been through, and he was full of acceptance when it came to others’ feelings of animosity around him. He felt he deserved it, so he simply accepted anything that was thrown at him. And he was Ivory’s rock and haven as well. She just needed his touch (physical or psychic) and she was centered and at peace…She especially needed that peace whenever they came in contact with the aforementioned animosity toward her lifemate. For someone not used to company, preferring to run with her wolves, this chick was always ready to defend her mate. I absolutely adored these two together, so similar in some traits, and their romance was both sweet and heart-breaking at the same time. And the fact Razvan was the one most open with his feelings was just so super cute.
The Carpathians (with the exception of Gregori and Mikhail) disappointed me in this book. There was absolutely no trace of their fabled "hospitality", and they blatantly went against their own prince when it came to Razvan. I know they were led to believe he was a traitor, but to distrust the word of their own leader and greatest healer was pushing it a bit in my book.
Despite this last fact, and the reversal of roles between Ivory and Razvan, this was yet another classic Feehan with gripping descriptions of the atmosphere and Carpathian environment, wonderful action sequences, creepy villains, and a love-story beyond compare. With his one, I think Christine Feehan surpassed herself for this series.
5 stars. A keeper. Utterly enjoyed it, totally loved it.
P.S. Though the series progresses, I love the fact previous characters always come to visit, and we get tantalizing glimpses into what might (and soon will, I hope) happen next. The prince and his lifemate are expecting again, Gregori and Savannah have had great news (that will stay great thanks to Ivory), the imminent threat of Carpathian extinction is defeated for now (again, thanks to Ivory), and what’s most important for me, Skyler is growing (she was seventeen in this book), which is good news for those, like me, who are looking forward to her and Dimitri’s book....more
Oh. My. God....This is the first thing that came to mind after I finished this book. Well, this and hot damn.
I started reading this one with a hefty dOh. My. God....This is the first thing that came to mind after I finished this book. Well, this and hot damn.
I started reading this one with a hefty dose of skepticism. The Leopard Series is the least favorite of mine, but I quickly had to rethink my position.
I must admit I didn't particularly like the hero, Jake Bannaconni, at the beginning, no matter the rather detailed explanation for his actions and behavior the author offered us in snippets cut from the boy's childhood. His parents were monsters, children of monsters, and were prepared to turn their son, whom they saw only as a failed breeding experiment, turn into a monster as well. If they didn't kill him in the process. Yet the little boy thwarted their nefarious plan, first by hiding the truth of his "other" and then by refusing to be like them, though he failed to see that fact almost until the very end. Still, I didn't like him. And it wasn't because of his alpha-ness, I love Ms. Feehan's males, it wasn't even his domineering personality, it was the way he "weaseled" into Emma's life, or sucked her into his. I would've preferred a little more, I don't know if tact is the right word, but maybe cutting back on the Machiavelli-channeling wouldn't have hurt. He quickly grew on me, though, once he, somewhat reluctantly, began to see reason, thanks to his friend and mentor Drake Donovon (oh, how I love that man!) and mostly because of Emma and their two "little monsters".
Emma. Sweet, tender, caring, loving, tenacious, stubborn, strong, resilient, little Emma. What could I possibly say about her without falling into clichés and diabetes-inducing superlatives. She was just perfect for Jake. She might have appeared weak and vulnerable at the beginning, broken down and empty, but once she got over her loss, she quickly let show her inner core of steel that prevented her from being completely taken over by Jake, and that single-minded determination of a woman in love on a very important mission. A mission of teaching her man the value and importance of love, loving and being loved. Showing him his true self, teaching him to embrace and accept all parts of his being, no matter how monstrous they might seem to him. Loving him no matter what he says or does to try to drive her away (because she knows deep down he doesn't mean any of it). Loving him no matter what.
And I must say she succeeded marvelously. Jake's progress and his change is obvious from the very first time he meets her to the end. From the very beginning, Jake's been portrayed as detached, cold, feeling no emotions (except for rage and that incessant thirst for revenge). From the very first chapter and the glimpse at his first memory, his parents humiliated him, degraded him, dehumanized him, until there was nothing left. Yet when Emma crashed, quite literally, into his life, it was immediately obvious just what kind of power she wielded, restoring his humanity, sparkling her joy and love into his bleak existence, until the brief glimpses of his humor, his smiles, his spontaneity (until he ruthlessly curbed it) were that much more special and precious, until they became a normal occurrence, finally signaling the inevitable. Jake was becoming human again, he was living for the first time and it was all thanks to Emma and his growing feelings for her. The sex scened also nicely reflected this change, gradually changing from rough "kinky, hard-core sex" with no space for emotion, to a little less rough, but still extremely satisfying lovemaking. ;)
Although I usually don't like it when one plot-line overpowers the others, I didn't mind the romance subplot dominating in this book. It was so tightly tied into Jake's growth and maturing, his change, that it would've been a shame shoving it a little aside to make space for the rest. Still, the suspense and imminent danger were there, skirting the edge, rearing their heads when appropriate to further the main story-thread and nudge the hero into more self-discovery. And when the climax came it was explosive (I loved the depiction of the storm as a portent of impeding battle), snarling, clawing, roaring, deadly, and perversely satisfying.
This was once hell of a ride and an extremely satisfying read. It's up there with my favorites from this author and safely tucked onto my keeper shell. It was gritty, edgy, exciting, and though not exactly action packed, it presents another turn and improvement in Ms. Feehan's style. Oh, my God? Hot damn? Yeah, definitely....more
While saving a pregnant Carpathian female, Manuel "Manolito" De La Cruz was stabbed and poisoned. He should be dead, but his brothers "held him to earWhile saving a pregnant Carpathian female, Manuel "Manolito" De La Cruz was stabbed and poisoned. He should be dead, but his brothers "held him to earth" and transported him back to South America in hope of saving him.
But something appears to have gone wrong...
MaryAnn Delaney, a counselor from Seattle, has agreed to go with the De La Cruz family into the jungle in hope of helping a brutalized young woman. But there is definitely something off with MaryAnn and is not just the fact Manolito's bound them together and she suffers from his "death".
Manolito awakens trapped between two worlds, with a foot in reality and another in a grey-strewn world filled with dead vampires. The only one who can save him is MaryAnn.
I'm a huge fan of Christine Feehan's and her Dark Series, but this book was a huge disappointment. I cannot figure why, but I just couldn't keep my concentration while reading and by the middle of the book I was bored to tears.
I just couldn't relate (not that it's possible to relate to the vampires and stuff!) to it and while the previous books pulled me into the magic world of the Carpathians and the incredible (if somewhat implausible) love stories between this dominant alphas and their kick-ass heroines, this story left me on the outskirts of the jungle, shuffling my feet.
There was no romance, no slow seduction, just a matter of fact "you are my lifemate and it is your duty to let me boink you senseless". Hmmm, I admit macho talk makes me all hot and bothered, but not in this case. It was all a little too clinical.
And I fear this book, the whole insight into the lycan society, is just another was of expanding the whole universe that's slowly ripping at the seems.
The only redeeming quality was the scene when MaryAnn first steps foot into the rain forest armed with bug-spray, pepper-spray, and sarcasm. That sure was awesome.
P.S. I'll still faithfully wait for Dimitri and Skyler's book, though....more
Joley Drake, rock star sensation, has been growing a little fed up with her life of late. Despite the carefree picture she paints of herself, she cravJoley Drake, rock star sensation, has been growing a little fed up with her life of late. Despite the carefree picture she paints of herself, she craves for normality and a life away from the limelight. She hides her true feeling from everyone, including her sisters, but she cannot hide them, or herself from one man she knows should keep her distance from.
Ilya Prakenskii is a man of many secrets and Joley is one of them. When he first heard her voice, she brought light into his barren world of darkness and shadows. And when he saw her for the first time (in Oceans of Fire), he's known she's his destiny.
When someone starts to send Joley warnings in the form of murdered members of her crew, she has no one to turn to but Ilya. Ilya with his mesmerizing voice, hypnotic eyes, dark aura, and an inexplicable power over her senses. Ilya, whose song merges with hers in a perfect harmony.
But as she seeks his protection, is she really safe, or has she given her heart and soul to a man who would destroy her?
I have one word for this book. FINALLY!
After years of waiting and speculating just what might be brewing between these two, we finally got our answers. And those answers are scorching hot!
A leading man just doesn't get better than Ilya Prakenskii. An impassive face that hides deep turmoil, ice veneer over a white-hot volcano. And the fact that we don't really know whose side he's on merely ads to his allure. Whew!
Although this is supposed to be her book, Joley pales in comparison with this Russian hottie. If I'm quite honest, I didn't get the girl. And that's pretty understanding, since she didn't get herself either. She's spent most of the book brooding on the fact she was attracted to bad, dominant guys, while hating them for their domineering way all the same. While it was understandable to a point, it quickly grew old and repetitive.
Although this issue was resolved soon, thanks to some finger-burning pages of sex, I just cannot overlook the somewhat absurd plot-moving devices, with missing girls, battle for supremacy between criminal clans and a gay head of the Russian mafia. Oh well, maybe it's just me.
I loved the "hand-thing" and I would definitely put it on the pro side of the list and I adored the little twist in the end with Ilya's bloodline. Hysterical.
And the ending, with the Drake house recognizing him and welcoming him home, offering a home to someone who's never had one... Juts plain heart-melting.
This book is definitely a keeper (and re-reader)....more