He watches her from across the crowded dance club, a sensual black-haired stranger who stirs Gabrielle Maxwell's deepest fantasies. But nothing about this night--or this man--is what it seems. For when Gabrielle witnesses a murder outside the club, reality shifts into something dark and... read more
“Right. And maybe she had checked her brain into her panties from the first moment she had laid eyes on him.”Gabrielle
“They had their own personal demons as well, though none of them were the touchy-feely types looking to have Dr. Phil crawl up their ass with a flashlight. Some things were better left to the dark.”Lucan
“Ugh, please. Mykonos is so last year. All the pretty people are in Marbella , darling.”Jamie
“And war was what he was selling here tonight.”
“He had never been one to subscribe to the notion of fate, but it seemed pretty damned clear that oneway or another this female was meant to cross his path. Oh, yeah. Cross it like a black cat. Just his luck that after centuries of dodging cosmic bullets and messy emotional entanglements, thetwisted sisters of fate and reality would decide to put him on their shit lists at the same time.”Lucan
“Lucan had to give Gabrielle credit. Aside from a bit of irrationality with the garlic and holy water, shehad maintained an amazingly level head through a conversation that was, no doubt, pretty hard toswallow. Vampires, ancient alien arrivals, the rising war with the Rogues, who, by the way, were gunningfor her now, too.”
“What, you’re offering me the vampire equivalent of the Witness Protection Program?”Gabrielle
“'Got a present for you.' 'Really? A gift for me? Darling, you shouldn’t have.'”Lucan - Gideon
“Hey. Do yourself a favor and don’t get too attached to Lucan. Odds are real good that vampire’s not gonna live much longer.”Tegan
“'What’s your business? You know, aside, from being a diseased, bloodsucking leech.' 'World domination, of course. Really, is there anything else worth fighting for?'”Gabrielle - Marek
“All this touchy feely is making me itchy to kill something. How about we quit jerking each other off and go blow the roof off this mutha”Dante
Gabrielle Maxwell was a Breedmate, a human gifted with unique blood and DNA properties that complemented those of his kind. She and the few numbers like her were queens among other human females. To Lucan’s kind, a race comprised solely of males, this woman was a cherished goddess, giver of life, destined to bond in blood and bear the seed of a new vampire generation.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Conlan, by contrast, was soft-spoken and serious, a consummate tactician. He was as graceful as a big cat next to Niko’s brash swagger, a wall of bulky muscle, his copper hair shorn beneath the black triangle of silk that wrapped his skull.Highlighted by 16 Kindle customers
“This male was mine, as I was his. His blood sustained me. His strength protected me. His love fulfilled me in all ways. He was my beloved, my only one, and he will be in my heart for all eternity.”Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
And in the back of his mind, an ancient conscience whispered that whoever she was, she already belonged to him.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
Nikolai, tall and athletic, with sandy hair, strikingly angular features, and piercing ice-blue eyes a shade colder than the winter of his Siberian homeland. The youngest of the group by far, Niko had come of age during the height of the humans’ so-called Cold War. A gearhead right out of the cradle, he was a high-octane thrill-seeker and the Breed’s first line of defense when it came to things like guns, gadgets, and everything in between.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
They had their own personal demons as well, though none of them were the touchy-feely types looking to have Dr. Phil crawl up their ass with a flashlight.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
Tegan had always preferred to hunt alone, but his secretive nature was beginning to wear on the others. He was a wild card,Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
“All this touchy feely is making me itchy to kill something. How about we quit jerking each other off and go blow the roof off this mutha?”Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
dermaglyphs, naturally occurring marks inherited from the Breeds’ forebears, whose hairless skin had been covered in the changeable, camouflaging pigments. Glyphs typically were a source of pride for the Breed, unique indications of lineage and social rank. Gen Ones like Lucan bore the marks in greater numbers and deeper saturation.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Malebranche, he called the arced blades, a reference to demons inhabiting one of the nine levels of hell, though sometimes Dante wryly adopted the word as a surname for himself when he was out among humankind.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Prologue
Chapter 1 - 34
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