I don't feel the love... It has a nice story flow, but I have some problems with it. Some of the plot construction seems clumsy and predictable to me (e.g. the sister/treason stuff/Rhys' big secret/the relationship development between Rhys and her etc.). I didn't like the "virgin till real marria...
This story was a pleasant surprise. There's no cheat sheet or anything for the world, so you just learn as you go, which is very easy given that the book largely takes place in a human setting, just centers on the demonic characters. I hadn't read the blurb before jumping right in, so I didn't kn...
Faerie teeters on the brink of war and the mortal realm swells with fae refugees desperate to escape the bloodshed. As a half-blooded fae, Marshal Thierry Thackeray has a stake in the outcome of both realms and isn’t afraid to knock a few heads together if it keeps the peace. When her father goe...
Dark waters. Sharp teeth. Crimson waves. Shivering, I scrubbed at the drool crusting my chin and fingered the indents pocking my cheek from where I’d slumped over my keyboard. Unsure what had jarred me from my sleep, but too familiar with my grim dreams to believe I could have escaped one alone, ...
Night Whispers © 2012 Alisha Rai ShadowLands, Book 1 Analyst James Bennett has spent the years since humankind fell victim to the Illness living underground. Part of an elite group of survivors determined to save their race, his only interaction with the blood-drinking Shadows ...
Color blossomed in my mind. Scents poured into me, familiar but faded. The stomp of cadets running with a drill sergeant outside the window carried to my ears. It was like I had fallen back in time, into my old room. Complete with twin beds, a ratty desk and a broken task chair. The tendrils of d...
I resumed my lessons, and Isolde resumed her mischief-making. It was as if Mother had never made her ultimatum, as if I had never met Ennis, as if the tender feelings and stringent demands were nothing but a nightmare dispersed by the delightfully chilly morning air. I sat...
I folded my hands and earned his scowl. The male beside him stared at the signet, and I wondered what it meant to him. Vaughn approached Sakwa and grasped my hips. I slid into his arms, and he drew me flush against him. His hands found mine, our fingers twined, and he traced the curve of the gold...
Faint light spilled from my hand, illuminating a water pump and a pressure tank near my leg. Humming from a motor droned in my ears, a not-so-nice counterpoint to the ringing already there. Muck squished under my hand when I pushed upright. “What’s that smell?” “Manure,” a rough voice answered fr...
The bottom was white, the pattern a twist on traditional paisley in navy and turquoise with gold accents. It put my simple black one-piece suit to shame. I snatched the enormous beach towel off my bed and wrapped it around my waist. I offered to carry one down for her, but she declined. She cocke...
His eyes darkened and thunder rolled when he spoke, jarring me from the vise clamping around my chest.“Eyes are windows to the soul.” His voice rang with profound meaning I couldn’t grasp. Deep-chested baying alerted us to the approaching pack.Sweat trickled between my shoulder blades.“Curtains a...
Dinner was over, the steak devoured and the baked potato inhaled. I could barely lift my fork to take a bite, but when the chocolate hit my tongue, I moaned. This right here was what made a man worth keeping, worth fighting for, I was sure of it. “Y...
His bucket rolled from beneath him and thumped against the railing. When he paced into the darker half of the porch, Chloe closed her eyes and clenched her fists in the tablecloth.“Remember to breathe,” she said to herself. “He’s right there. I could take four steps and touch him if I had to.”Wal...
The world was red behind my eyelids, so I turned from the slice of sunlight heating my face and snuggled deeper into bed. Cramps in my stomach made me struggle for a comfortable spot. As if sensing I’d roused, it rumbled a complaint, and my eyes cracked open on a room that wasn’t mine...
The Salticidae deserved a quiet night to pray and make peace with the loss of their homes and possessions. They were a devout people. They would do as Old Father instructed. They would thank the two gods for their lives and then rebuild them. I admi...
I pushed myself upright off the poured concrete slab floor that radiated with cold and stank of mildew. Cinder-block walls supported the unfinished ceiling over my head. Pipes and wires hung exposed and within easy reach. I briefly wondered how the umbras might like the taste of electricity befor...