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416 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2009
Sabine gave a scoff, “I could be virtuous if I wanted to be.”There's a lot of action, violence and SEX....WOWWWWW ....the two just couldn’t stop doing it....with each other, to each other.....i can’t remember when last i read a book that had so many pages of hot, steamy, sexy, hot sex.....
In an incredulous tone, he said “You don’t know the meaning of virtue!”
“Of course I do – it means your thong must be white.”
“I'm not interested in a life that doesn't have you in it.”


“SHE MAY BE AN EVIL BITCH, BUT SHE IS MY EVIL BITCH. AND I'LL HAVE NO OTHER”

“Kill me, Valkyrie?” Sabine scoffed. “I can make you see things that will turn your brain to soup.”
“A-gain,” Nïx sighed, unfazed by the threat.
Sabine probed the Valkyrie’s mind, finding easy access- With a stifled gasp, Sabine just as rapidly withdrew her probe. Chaos, utter chaos.
“Welcome to my world!” Nïx said with an exaggerated wink.









I've finally read this baby and it was amazing!!!! Seriously, so much better than I expected. Surprisingly, I loved Sabine, I was prepared to hate her (she seemed like such an evil bitch in the previous book) but this woman went through so much and I could totally understand her behavior. She was also HILARIOUS!![]()

“For instance, I’d read that you attempted your first female on your thirteenth birthday and your second the day after. I believe this to be true.”
It was. For a demon prince, attempting females was critical. He’d bedded one after another, trying to find his consort. Rydstrom had taken more females in the first century of his life than he had during the fourteen that followed.
“You took so many to your bed. Did you please them all?”
Not even close. He answered honestly, “I haven’t had any complaints.” Because they wouldn’t dare. And that was a problem. For all his life, women had treated him like a king in bed. And though it might sound good, it left him cold.”
Knowing that was true meant recognizing that he had spent his entire existence since his thirteenth birthday merely attempting. He’d been careful choosing each woman he’d been with. Every sexual encounter had been an investigation to find his mate—or rather, to rule out that the demoness of that encounter was not his mate.
Again and again, he’d experienced meaningless, noncommittal nights, where he expected disappointment and was glad to be done with it.
“In fifteen hundred years, he’d never felt so attracted to another female”
He was fifteen hundred years old. Had he ever been so instantly and fiercely attracted to a female?
Rydstrom tried to shake himself. He had responsibilities. But I’ve been so long without a woman.
“I’ve waited fifteen hundred years for this. Don’t make me suffer any longer.”
“There had been rumors of incest, tales that Omort loved one of his sisters unnaturally. Not her. No, don’t let it be her.
But Rydstrom couldn’t deny what was so obvious—Omort wanted Sabine.”
“Durinda was an invaluable help as they readied for the exodus, but Rydstrom also enjoyed her company. She was someone from his past who shared memories of Tornin from better times. He liked talking to her about the castle, recalling it in its glory, trying to erase what he’d witnessed of the court just days ago.”
“I like that she cares about others above herself,” he said. “I admire that she’s noble minded and virtuous.”
“He gazed upward, inhaling for patience, then said, “Look, I enjoy merely talking to her, actually having a conversation that doesn’t devolve into fighting.”
“But there’s a lot to be said for comfort with another, for ease and companionship. If I could have all that with you…”
“Companionship?” Her eyes narrowed. “You’ve slept with her!”
“No, I haven’t! Why would you say that?”
“Because of the way she looks at you. And at me.”
“What’s bothering you most about this situation? How quickly the boy is growing on you or how much I’m enjoying spending time with another female?” As he exited, he said, “I’ll be back near sunset.”
Excellent. She’d sent her husband off aroused and angry on a date with another woman.”
“I just can’t believe with all the demon females you attempted, you could never find one among our own kind.”
“No, it didn’t happen. And not from lack of trying.” He gave a humorless laugh. “Just be glad you weren’t among them.”
A pause, then: “Rydstrom, I-I was.”
“I…didn’t remember,” Rydstrom told Durinda. And I still don’t. But Sabine had voiced her suspicion of exactly this, and he’d vehemently denied it. Which meant he’d unintentionally lied to her.
“Well, this certainly is uncomfortable.” Durinda stared straight ahead. “It was centuries ago, and I understand there were…many.”
Had the demoness been trying to rekindle an affair? He’d assumed she’d just been kind to help him familiarize himself with the place. He’d thought she’d merely enjoyed reminiscing. “It was indeed long ago.”
“I told you I hadn’t slept with her. And, apparently, a millennium ago or so, I did.”
Relief sailed through her, but then she said, “You told me you hadn’t.”
He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “I’d…forgotten.”
“Did she have to remind you?” When he reluctantly nodded, she burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny,” he said gruffly. “It was embarrassing as hell,” he added, looking like he’d begun fighting a grin.
