Elena Michaels seems like the typically strong and sexy modern woman. She lives with her architect boyfriend, writes for a popular newspaper, and works out at the gym. She's also a werewolf. Elena has done all she can to assimilate to the human world, but the man whose bite changed her... read more
The main character of "Bitten" is Elena Michaels, a strong, intelligent woman - who also happens to be a werewolf. She lives in Toronto, Canada and writes for a popular newspaper. Elena is also the only known female werewolf in the world. She struggles to deal with her other-ness and to... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
The main character of "Bitten" is Elena Michaels, a strong, intelligent woman - who also happens to be a werewolf. She lives in Toronto, Canada and writes for a popular newspaper. Elena is also the only known female werewolf in the world. She struggles to deal with her other-ness and to assimilate to the "normal" human world. She also contends with her terrible childhood, and with the man who bit her and turned her into a werewolf.
Elena has managed to settle into a somewhat normal existence, living with her ad-exec boyfriend and ignoring her wolf side as much as possible. However, she learns that her Pack (the governing body of werewolves) is in trouble, and comes to their aid, flying to Stonehaven, the country estate of the pack Alpha. It is in Bear Valley, a fictional city in up-state New York. When Elena arrives, she is greeted by her ex-lover, Clayton Danvers, who is also the man who bit her and made her a werewolf (without her consent). Clayton is also the bodyguard and foster-son to Jeremy Danvers, the pack Alpha (leader). Elena learns that a local woman was found murdered on Stonehaven's land, and that she had been savaged by what authorities thought to be a dog. However, the Pack has determined that she was murdered by a Mutt, a rogue werewolf.
Soon, the rest of the Pack arrives on the scene to help with the problem: Antonio Sorrentino, his son Nicholas Sorrentino, Logan Jonsen, and Peter Myers. They soon discover that there is not just one rogue Mutt, but a whole group intending to take down the current Pack and start their own, where they can do whatever they want, especially killing humans.
“One doesn't call the sensation of being flayed alive "painful."”Elena Michaels
“Are you the welcoming committee? Or has Jeremy finally chained you up to the front gate where you belong?”Elena Michaels
“His cheek twitched. With Jeremy, this was the equivalent of an emotional outburst.”Elena Michaels
“You forget, darling. I am the local psychopath.”Clayton Danvers
“The stairs aren't challenging enough anymore?”Jeremy Danvers
“Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other.”Elena Michaels
“I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does.”Elena Michaels
“Uh-uh. We've played this game before. I hide. You never seek. I'm a bit slow on the uptake, but I'm beginning to sense a pattern.”Clayton Danvers
“The only thing I'd ever prayed for was deliverance. God must have had more important things on his mind. He'd ignored me and I'd learned to return the snub.”Elena
“What’s the woman doing there?” he asked. “Covering a scratch on the hood. She was cheaper than a new paint job.”Highlighted by 16 Kindle customers
Clay grinned. “You forget, darling. I am the local psychopath.”Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
In ten years, the devil had never contacted me with special instructions or even to say hello. Then again, neither had God. Maybe that meant they didn’t exist. More likely, it meant neither was willing to take responsibility for me.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
Just ignore Clay. Good advice. Really, really good advice. For practicality, though, it ranked up there with telling an acrophobic “just don’t look down.”Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
“I’m surprised he doesn’t send Christmas cards,” Antonio said. “I can see them now. Tasteful, embossed vellum cards, the best he can steal. Little notes in perfect penmanship, ‘Happy holidays. Hope everyone is well. I sliced up Ethan Ritter in Miami and scattered his remains in the Atlantic. Best wishes for the New Year. Karl.’”Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
“Here’s the scoop. The guy uses hotel shampoo and hotel soap. He hasn’t broken the seal on the conditioner. There’s a Bic razor and no sign of a toothbrush, toothpaste, or mouthwash. So we’re looking for a guy with split ends and a serious breath problem. Any of this helping, darling?”Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
I was far better at killing things than keeping them alive. Good thing I never planned to have children.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Having scrimped and saved pennies for most of my life, I couldn’t understand that philosophy. I envied it; not the idea of having so much money that you could throw it away, but the thought of growing up in a world where someone cared so much about your happiness and so little about what you accomplished in life.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Philip didn’t play for money. Worse yet, he expected me to abide by the rules.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
I decided it was an inopportune time to bug him about his plans. Urban survival rule twenty-two: never annoy an armed man.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
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