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230 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 10, 2018











“I don’t deserve to feel good,” he rasped so low she barely heard him, but her heart caught his painfully uttered words and seized and twisted in empathy.
“It won’t last,” he whispered. “And now that I have tasted heaven, every moment without you will be hell”.
For what? For what did he risk his life in combat, for what did he bleed? So much death and destruction. Endless violence to beget more violence.

His beauty was so raw, so elemental and devastating, that it reached physically into her internal organs, deep into her blood and bones, and made the primitively female part of her sit up and growl—mine.
“What is the point of living if there is no pleasure? No joy and laughter? Even if pain and sadness are ever in their company, isn’t it better to feel?”
If her tresses, in which she rather prided herself, were “molten gold,” his hip-length mane was a waterfall of obsidian. Yeah, she was that corny. Good thing she was an artist and not a writer.

Love me, he invited. Even though I don’t deserve it. Even though I’m afraid to accept it. I can’t stop myself from wanting it with every piece of my blackened soul.


Slowly, he raised his eyes to hers, the moisture in them foreign and frightening, blurring his vision. What was wrong with him? Was he defective? Was he bleeding? Why did his heart hurt so much? Why couldn’t he breathe?

I wonder which is worse: to die an excruciating death within thirty days like the Pure Ones if you give yourself to the wrong lover, or to live forever in tortured enmity like the Dark Ones who choose the wrong Mate.
“You don’t know who or what I am. You should not be so careless with your welfare and that of your charge.”
“How long does it take to know a person?” Clara asked in turn.
“A moment? An eternity? I know enough, Eli. I still want to help you.”
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Eli knew he wasn’t a virgin. Others had done this to him before. Used his body for their pleasure. He couldn’t recall whether he’d ever felt anything with those females. Just as he’d long stopped being sensitive to pain, he also lacked the capacity to feel its opposite. But Clara wasn’t doing this for her own pleasure, he somehow knew. She was doing it to give him pleasure. As if giving him pleasure made her feel good vicariously. As if she cared what he felt. Cared about him.
WHOOPDEEDO
Let me make up your mind by telling you that “Dark Redemption” started in great style.
Don’t get me wrong. Yap, I know A.J’s books are always better than amazing. But this time, my friend, the prologue was Super Hyper Ultra Cool! Just a little bit different from the others but certainly much more hot and sexy. So be prepared: open your mind and heart and hold on your paints…cause ‘Dark badass ninja’ literally eats the red and sassy 'tinker-bell' after saving her and her little pupil…
I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!
After Ryu & Ava, this is my favorite couple. EVER!
The tense interaction between the mainly characters is passionate, dangerous but also funny and touching.
Lord Wind - a dark, expressionless and insensitive soul, after losing his memory has to learn how to deal with a 'hurricane of emotions' namely Clara. She is a smart, full of life and loving soul. Her light shines and blurs Enil’s world. And despite their insecurities -stemming from their past life, together - their fantastic personalities blow up the Cosmos.
Besides, there is this child… Annie - whose presence, as far as Benji in "Dark Longing," helps and fills the story with more sweetness and suspense too.
So don’t waste your time: Read it!!!(all of them – start with Pure Healing for best understanding, although it is not necessary)
It is an intelligent, coherent, dynamic and well-written plot. You will not be disappointed because even though the central couple finds their HEA at the end of the book, new events involving the other characters in this paranormal universe Pure One/ Dark One have come up to instigate your imagination.
I can’t put this one down…like the others… kkkk Certainly, you won’t too.
TOODALOO!!!





His beauty was so raw, so elemental and devastating, that it reached physically into her internal organs, deep into her blood and bones, and made the primitively female part of her sit up and growl—mine.
His physical shell was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen, but his soul was even brighter. If only it could be set free.
What is the point of living if there is no pleasure? No joy and laughter? Even if pain and sadness are ever in their company, isn’t it better to feel?