Another great book in this series. I really am very sad that Jennifer Rardin passed away and that is couldn't continue after book #8, but I am very glad I have found this series as it is fantastic! In this one, Jaz, Vale and Cole have to go to Scotland to find out who is after a witch, the head o...
This was the second time I tried to read this book. I gave up after 50 pages. However, I am incredibly stubborn and really wanted to finish the series, so I started over again.The book is fast-paced, but starts in the middle of a new plot twist: Vayl has lost his memory. It isn't until almost tw...
I have to admit feeling a bit sad writing this review. Sad, because this will be the last Jaz Parks book that I review due to the untimely death of Jennifer Rardin. I have thoroughly enjoyed this series and this last installment was a fine farewell. While writing about this unlikely group of d...
Scouting Jasmine is a fun prequel for fans of the Jaz Parks series. It's written from Vayl's POV and it's a great insight into his character and hints at why he decided to team up with Jasmine. It's a very short and quick read, but I wouldn't actually recommend reading it first if you are new t...
I'm Jaz Parks. My boss is Vayl, born in Romania in 1744. Died there too, at the hand of his vampire wife, Liliana. But that's ancient history. For the moment Vayl works for the C.I.A. doing what he does best--assassination. And I help. You could say I'm an Assistant Assassin. But then I'd have to...
Actually, it started as more of a giggle that grew. Because my mind went straight to the gutter. And I always crack up at the worst possible moments. I’m the only person I know who tee-hees during eulogies. Can’t help it, my mind always comes up with the oddest images. Krios must’ve started to fe...
He hadn’t tried to fight. That counted in his favor. So did the long-suffering expression on his face. Mostly, though, it was the thunderous voice in my ears, Raoul’s, shouting, “BACK OFF!” Okay, so I’d pulled a knife on one of the good guys. Did he have to yell? “Sorry,” I muttered. “I’ve never ...
If nobody’s built a shrine anywhere they probably should, because I’m pretty sure people would come and kneel, take a drink and then, like humans all over the globe, make a wish and throw coins in to seal the deal. If somebody did decide to erect a monument, maybe it would resemble the old wooden...
I said. “What?” I touched his arm, stopped him so I could give him a long, frank look. “I’m gonna want some payback is all.” I grinned. “And with me, you know payback will be a bitch.” He threw back his head and barked out a laugh that sounded ferocious and relieved at the same time. “I have no d...