This is a hysterical series. The narrator has no shame, feels no guilt and enjoys being a demon. I was getting tired of reading urban fantasy with a guilt-ridden hero/heroine who had to suffer through being beautiful, deadly and a vampire or something. I always wondered what they had to be dep...
★★★★★★ STARSBook #2 confirms it. I have just found a new favourite series (along with Guild Hunter; Demonica w/spinoffs and stories from the Renegade Angels/Marked universe.)Sam is a baby demon, a mere 1000 years old; bound (in some flawed way) by an old, powerful angel/demon slayer. She is not a...
Irix and I could have pheromoned our way in, but with an angel prowling around, it wouldn’t be wise for either of us to be making that much of a statement. Inspiring sexual activity in a dance club wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, but at a work site in the middle of the day, an orgy would cause m...
The vampire that walked down to meet us visibly recoiled as I pulled my sword from the car and strapped it to my back. “Leave that here,” Dario commanded. I don’t think so. “I’m a Templar. I need to have my sword by my side.” “Since when?” Dario walked around the SUV to stand beside me. “You can’...
Unfortunately, hospitality meant something very different to humans than what my Lows had enthusiastically offered. I found the sorcerer perched uncomfortably in a chair that was covered with a mosaic of teeth and toenails. Rats squealed and ran around the room, chasing two of my household who ha...
She needed to find something tonight, hopefully something alive that walked on two legs, or she’d be in the agony of starvation by dawn. Already she felt it gnawing at her sanity.Options. Top choice was to grab a neighbor, but Jaq’s brother was keeping a close eye on her. She could occasionally h...
Asta smiled at the blond man and ran a hand down the non-existent wrinkles of her skin-tight lycra mini dress. His eyes followed the motion, sparking with desire. If she hadn’t spent so much time with Carter in the last week, she wouldn’t have noticed the odd fire in his gaze, or that instead of ...
I didn’t get to resume my nap. I didn’t even get time to make that pot of coffee. I felt like I’d barely gotten back from Iceland when Bob was barging through my back door again with the high alert. Nyalla took one look at him and stomped upstairs to lock herself in the bedroom. Maybe it was a go...
“Well, the good news is that Dalgas, Gi’nar, and Pinen all report to Mansi.” I didn’t get how that was good news, so I just blinked and waited for her to continue. “Balsur said the marked guy was one of Mansi’s, so I’m going to put my money on the others riding across the veil on his mark as oppo...
Gareth wiped his hands on a cloth and carefully screwed the lid on a glass jar full of ochre powder. “Amulet of non–detection. Remember that one you gave me last summer so I could fly into Cyelle without setting off the wards? You said it allowed me to travel in an interdimensional rift.” “I reme...
My thigh and stomach muscles screamed as the board tossed over yet another swell. All the confidence I’d managed to gain yesterday had been shot to hell the moment I got into open water. So much for my elven balance and grace. It didn’t help that Kai was distant and preoccupied. Not that I blamed...
The necromancer still had wary shadows about his eyes, but the tight lines in his face had eased somewhat. His brown skin had taken on ruddy undertones, as if he were spending regular amounts of time outside in the sunshine. His salt and pepper hair was still cropped close, but a short, tight-edg...