Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Last sacrifice by richelle mead chapter 1


CHAPTER 1

I don't like cages.
I don't even like going to zoos. The first time I went to one, I almost had claustrophobic attacks looking at those poor animals. I couldn't imagine any creature living that way. Sometimes I even felt a little bad for criminals, condemned to life in a cell. I'd certainly never expected to spend my life in one.
But lately, life seemed to be throwing me a lot of things I'd never expected, because here I was, locked away.
"Hey!" I yelled, gripping the steel bars that isolated me from the world. "How long am I going to be here? When's my trial? You can't keep me in this dungeon forever!"
Okay, it wasn't exactly a dungeon, not in the dark, rusty-chain sense. I was inside a small cell with plain walls, a plain floor, and well. .. plain everything. Spotless. Sterile. Cold. It was actually more depressing than any musty dungeon could have managed. The bars in the doorway felt cool against my skin, hard and unyielding. Fluorescent lighting made the metal gleam in a way that seemed almost too cheerful for the setting. I could see the shoulder of a man standing rigidly to the side of the cell's entrance and knew there were probably four more guardians in the hallway out of my sight. I also knew none of them were going to answer me back, but that hadn't stopped me from constantly demanding answers from them for the last two days.
When the usual silence came, I sighed and slumped back on the cot in the cell's corner. Like everything else in my new home, the cot was colorless and stark. Yeah. I really was starting to wish I had a real dungeon. Rats and cobwebs would have at least given me something to watch. I stared upward and immediately had the disorienting feeling I always did in here: that the ceiling and walls were closing in around me. Like I couldn't breathe. Like the sides of the cell would keep coming toward me until no space remained, pushing out all the air. ..
I sat up abruptly, gasping. Don't stare at the walls and ceiling, Rose, I chastised myself. Instead, I looked down at my clasped hands and tried to figure out how I'd gotten into this mess.
The initial answer was obvious: someone had framed me for a crime I didn't commit. And it wasn't petty crime either. It was murder. They'd had the audacity to accuse me of the highest crime a Moroi or dhampir could commit. Now, that isn't to say I haven't killed before. I have. I've also done my fair share of rule (and even law) breaking. Cold-blooded murder, however, was not in my repertoire. Especially not the murder of a queen.
It was true Queen Tatiana hadn't been a friend of mine. She'd been the coolly calculating ruler of the Moroi—a race of living, magic-using vampires who didn't kill their victims for blood. Tatiana and I had had a rocky relationship for a number of reasons. One was me dating her great-nephew, Adrian. The other was my disapproval of her policies on how to fight off Strigoi: the evil, undead vampires who stalked us all. Tatiana had tricked me a number of times, but I'd never wanted her dead. Someone apparently had, however, and they'd left a trail of evidence leading right to me, the worst of which were my fingerprints all over the silver stake that had killed Tatiana. Of course, it was my stake, so naturally it'd have my fingerprints. No one seemed to think that was relevant.
I sighed again and pulled out a tiny crumpled piece of paper from my pocket. My only reading material. I squeezed it in my hand, having no need to look at the words. I'd long since memorized them. The note's contents made me question what I'd known about Tatiana. It had made me question a lot of things.
Frustrated with my own surroundings, I slipped out of them and into someone else's: my best friend Lissa's. Lissa was a Moroi, and we shared a psychic link, one that let me go to her mind and see the world through her eyes. All Moroi wielded some type of elemental magic. Lissa's was spirit, an element tied to psychic and healing powers. It was rare among Moroi, who usually used more physical elements, and we barely understood its abilities—which were incredible. She'd used spirit to bring me back from the dead a few years ago, and that's what had forged our bond.
Being in her mind freed me from my cage but offered little help for my problem. Lissa had been working hard to prove my innocence, ever since the hearing that had laid out all the evidence against me. My stake being used in the murder had only been the beginning. My opponents had been quick to remind everyone about my antagonism toward the queen and had also found a witness to testify about my whereabouts during the murder. That testimony had left me without an alibi. The Council had decided there was enough evidence to send me to a full-fledged trial—where I would receive my verdict.
Lissa had been trying desperately to get people's attention and convince them I'd been framed. She was having trouble finding anyone who would listen, however, because the entire Moroi Royal Court was consumed with preparations for Tatiana's elaborate funeral. A monarch's death was a big deal. Moroi and dhampirs—half-vampires like me—were coming from all over the world to see the spectacle. Food, flowers, decorations, even musicians. .. The full deal. If Tatiana had gotten married, I doubted the event would have been this elaborate. With so much activity and buzz, no one cared about me now. As far as most people were concerned, I was safely stashed away and unable to kill again. Tatiana's murderer had been found. Justice was served. Case closed.
Before I could get a clear picture of Lissa's surroundings, a commotion at the jail jerked me back into my own head. Someone had entered the area and was speaking to the guards, asking to see me. It was my first visitor in days. My heart pounded, and I leapt up to the bars, hoping it was someone who would tell me this had all been a horrible mistake.
My visitor wasn't quite who I'd expected.
"Old man," I said wearily. "What are you doing here?"
Abe Mazur stood before me. As always, he was a sight to behold. It was the middle of summer—hot and humid, seeing as we were right in the middle of rural Pennsylvania—but that didn't stop him from wearing a full suit. It was a flashy one, perfectly tailored and adorned with a brilliant purple silk tie and matching scarf that just seemed like overkill. Gold jewelry flashed against the dusky hue of his skin, and he looked like he'd recently trimmed his short black beard. Abe was a Moroi, and although he wasn't royal, he wielded enough influence to be.
He also happened to be my father.
"I'm your lawyer," he said cheerfully. "Here to give you legal counsel, of course."
"You aren't a lawyer," I reminded him. "And your last bit of advice didn't work out so well." That was mean of me. Abe—despite having no legal training whatsoever—had defended me at my hearing. Obviously, since I was locked up and headed for trial, the outcome of that hadn't been so great. But, in all my solitude, I'd come to realize that he'd been right about something. No lawyer, no matter how good, could have saved me at the hearing. I had to give him credit for stepping up to a lost cause, though considering our sketchy relationship, I still wasn't sure why he had. My biggest theories were that he didn't trust royals and that he felt fatherly obligation. In that order.
"My performance was perfect," he argued. "Whereas your compelling speech in which you said 'if I was the murderer' didn't do us any favors. Putting that image in the judge's head wasn't the smartest thing you could have done."
I ignored the barb and crossed my arms. "So what are you doing here? I know it's not just a fatherly visit. You never do anything without a reason."
"Of course not. Why do anything without a reason?"
"Don't start up with your circular logic."
He winked. "No need to be jealous. If you work hard and put your mind to it, you might just inherit my brilliant logic skills someday."
"Abe," I warned. "Get on with it."
"Fine, fine," he said. "I've come to tell you that your trial might be moved up."
"W-what? That's great news!" At least, I thought it was. His expression said otherwise. Last I'd heard, my trial might be months away. The mere thought of that—of being in this cell so long—made me feel claustrophobic again.
"Rose, you do realize that your trial will be nearly identical to your hearing. Same evidence and a guilty verdict."
"Yeah, but there must be something we can do before that, right? Find evidence to clear me?" Suddenly, I had a good idea of what the problem was. "When you say 'moved up,' how soon are we talking?"
"Ideally, they'd like to do it after a new king or queen is crowned. You know, part of the post-coronation festivities."
His tone was flippant, but as I held his dark gaze, I caught the full meaning. Numbers rattled in my head. "The funeral's this week, and the elections are right after. .. You're saying I could go to trial and be convicted in, what, practically two weeks?"
Abe nodded.
I flew toward the bars again, my heart pounding in my chest. "Two weeks? Are you serious?"
When he'd said the trial had been moved up, I'd figured maybe it was a month away. Enough time to find new evidence. How would I have pulled that off? Unclear. Now, time was rushing away from me. Two weeks wasn't enough, especially with so much activity at Court. Moments ago, I'd resented the long stretch of time I might face. Now, I had too little of it, and the answer to my next question could make things worse.
"How long?" I asked, trying to control the trembling in my voice. "How long after the verdict until they. .. carry out the sentence?"
I still didn't entirely know what all I'd inherited from Abe, but we seemed to clearly share one trait: an unflinching ability to deliver bad news.
"Probably immediately."
"Immediately." I backed up, nearly sat on the bed, and then felt a new surge of adrenaline. "Immediately? So. Two weeks. In two weeks, I could be. .. dead."
Because that was the thing—the thing that had been hanging over my head the moment it became clear someone had planted enough evidence to frame me. People who killed queens didn't get sent to prison. They were executed. Few crimes among Moroi and dhampirs got that kind of punishment. We tried to be civilized in our justice, showing we were better than the bloodthirsty Strigoi. But certain crimes, in the eyes of the law, deserved death. Certain people deserved it, too—say, like, treasonous murderers. As the full impact of the future fell upon me, I felt myself shake and tears come dangerously close to spilling out of my eyes.
"That's not right!" I told Abe. "That's not right, and you know it!"
"Doesn't matter what I think," he said calmly. "I'm simply delivering the facts."
"Two weeks," I repeated. "What can we do in two weeks? I mean. .. you've got some lead, right? Or. .. or. .. you can find something by then? That's your specialty." I was rambling and knew I sounded hysterical and desperate. Of course, that was because I felt hysterical and desperate.
"It's going to be difficult to accomplish much," he explained. "The Court's preoccupied with the funeral and elections. Things are disorderly—which is both good and bad."
I knew about all the preparations from watching Lissa. I'd seen the chaos already brewing. Finding any sort of evidence in this mess wouldn't just be difficult. It could very well be impossible.
Two weeks. Two weeks, and I could be dead.
"I can't," I told Abe, my voice breaking. "I'm not. .. meant to die that way."
"Oh?" He arched an eyebrow. "You know how you're supposed to die?"
"In battle." One tear managed to escape, and I hastily wiped it away. I'd always lived my life with a tough image. I didn't want that shattering, not now when it mattered most of all. "In fighting. Defending those I love. Not. .. not through some planned execution."
"This is a fight of sorts," he mused. "Just not a physical one. Two weeks is still two weeks. Is it bad? Yes. But it's better than one week. And nothing's impossible. Maybe new evidence will turn up. You simply have to wait and see."
"I hate waiting. This room. .. it's so small. I can't breathe. It'll kill me before any executioner does."
"I highly doubt it." Abe's expression was still cool, with no sign of sympathy. Tough love. "You've fearlessly fought groups of Strigoi, yet you can't handle a small room?"
"It's more than that! Now I have to wait each day in this hole, knowing there's a clock ticking down to my death and almost no way to stop it."
"Sometimes the greatest tests of our strength are situations that don't seem so obviously dangerous. Sometimes surviving is the hardest thing of all."
"Oh. No. No." I stalked away, pacing in small circles. "Do not start with all that noble crap. You sound like Dimitri when he used to give me his deep life lessons."
"He survived this very situation. He's surviving other things too."
Dimitri.
I took a deep breath, calming myself before I answered. Until this murder mess, Dimitri had been the biggest complication in my life. A year ago—though it seemed like eternity—he'd been my instructor in high school, training me to be one of the dhampir guardians who protect Moroi. He'd accomplished that—and a lot more. We'd fallen in love, something that wasn't allowed. We'd managed it as best we could, even finally coming up with a way for us to be together. That hope had disappeared when he'd been bitten and turned Strigoi. It had been a living nightmare for me. Then, through a miracle no one had believed possible, Lissa had used spirit to transform him back to a dhampir. But things unfortunately hadn't quite returned to how they'd been before the Strigoi attack.
I glared at Abe. "Dimitri survived this, but he was horribly depressed about it! He still is. About everything."
The full weight of the atrocities he'd committed as a Strigoi haunted Dimitri. He couldn't forgive himself and swore he could never love anyone now. The fact that I had begun dating Adrian didn't help matters. After a number of futile efforts, I'd accepted that Dimitri and I were through. I'd moved on, hoping I could have something real with Adrian now.
"Right," Abe said dryly. "He's depressed, but you're the picture of happiness and joy."
I sighed. "Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying. Is there any other reason you're here? Other than to deliver the terrible news? I would have been happier living in ignorance."
I'm not supposed to die this way. I'm not supposed to see it coming. My death is not some appointment penciled in on a calendar.
He shrugged. "I just wanted to see you. And your arrangements."
Yes, he had indeed, I realized. Abe's eyes had always come back to me as we spoke; there'd been no question I held his attention. There was nothing in our banter to concern my guards. But every so often, I'd see Abe's gaze flick around, taking in the hall, my cell, and whatever other details he found interesting. Abe had not earned his reputation as zmey—the serpent—for nothing. He was always calculating, always looking for an advantage. It seemed my tendency toward crazy plots ran in the family.
"I also wanted to help you pass the time." He smiled and from under his arm, he handed me a couple of magazines and a book through the bars. "Maybe this will improve things."
I doubted any entertainment was going to make my two-week death countdown more manageable. The magazines were fashion and hair oriented. The book was The Count of Monte Cristo. I held it up, needing to make a joke, needing to do anything to make this less real.
"I saw the movie. Your subtle symbolism isn't really all that subtle. Unless you've hidden a file inside it."
"The book's always better than the movie." He started to turn away. "Maybe we'll have a literary discussion next time."
"Wait." I tossed the reading material onto the bed. "Before you go. .. in this whole mess, no one's ever brought up who actually did kill her." When Abe didn't answer right away, I gave him a sharp look. "You do believe I didn't do it, right?" For all I knew, he did think I was guilty and was just trying to help anyway. It wouldn't have been out of character.
"I believe my sweet daughter is capable of murder," he said at last. "But not this one."
"Then who did it?"
"That," he said before walking away, "is something I'm working on."
"But you just said we're running out of time! Abe!" I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want to be alone with my fear. "There's no way to fix this!"
"Just remember what I said in the courtroom," he called back.
He left my sight, and I sat back on the bed, thinking back to that day in court. At the end of the hearing, he'd told me—quite adamantly—that I wouldn't be executed. Or even go to trial. Abe Mazur wasn't one to make idle promises, but I was starting to think that even he had limits, especially since our timetable had just been adjusted.
I again took out the crumpled piece of paper and opened it. It too had come from the courtroom, covertly handed to me by Ambrose—Tatiana's servant and boy toy.
Rose,
If you're reading this, then something terrible has happened. You probably hate me, and I don't blame you. I can only ask that you trust that what I did with the age decree was better for your people than what others had planned. There are some Moroi who want to force all dhampirs into service, whether they want it or not, by using compulsion. The age decree has slowed that faction down.
However, I write to you with a secret you must put right, and it is a secret you must share with as few as possible. Vasilisa needs her spot on the Council, and it can be done. She is not the last Dragomir. Another lives, the illegitimate child of Eric Dragomir. I know nothing else, but if you can find this son or daughter, you will give Vasilisa the power she deserves. No matter your faults and dangerous temperament, you are the only one I feel can take on this task. Waste no time in fulfilling it.
—Tatiana Ivashkov
The words hadn't changed since the other hundred times I'd read them, nor had the questions they always triggered. Was the note true? Had Tatiana really written it? Had she—in spite of her outwardly hostile attitude—trusted me with this dangerous knowledge? There were twelve royal families who made decisions for the Moroi, but for all intents and purposes, there might as well have only been eleven. Lissa was the last of her line, and without another member of the Dragomir family, Moroi law said she had no power to sit on and vote with the Council that made our decisions. Some pretty bad laws had already been made, and if the note was true, more would come. Lissa could fight those laws—and some people wouldn't like that, people who had already demonstrated their willingness to kill.
Another Dragomir.
Another Dragomir meant Lissa could vote. One more Council vote could change so much. It could change the Moroi world. It could change my world—say, like, whether I was found guilty or not. And certainly, it could change Lissa's world. All this time she'd believed she was alone. Yet. .. I uneasily wondered if she'd welcome a half-sibling. I accepted that my father was a scoundrel, but Lissa had always held hers up on a pedestal, believing the best of him. This news would come as a shock, and although I'd trained my entire life to keep her safe from physical threats, I was starting to think there were other things she needed to be protected from as well.
But first, I needed the truth. I had to know if this note had really come from Tatiana. I was pretty sure I could find out, but it involved something I hated doing.
Well, why not? It wasn't like I had anything else to do right now.
Rising from the bed, I turned my back to the bars and stared at the blank wall, using it as a focus point. Bracing myself, remembering that I was strong enough to keep control, I released the mental barriers I always subconsciously kept around my mind. A great pressure lifted from me, like air escaping a balloon.
And suddenly, I was surrounded by ghosts.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Unraveled by Gena Showalter

3 souls is to much but what happen when you don't want them to go ........

"For once, sixteen-year-old Aden Stone has everything he’s ever wanted:A home.Friends.The girl of his dreams.Too bad he’s going to die…Since coming to Crossroads, Oklahoma, former outcast Aden Stone has been living the good life. Never mind that one of his best friends is a werewolf, his girlfriend is a vampire princess who hungers for his blood, and he’s supposed to be crowned Vampire King – while still a human! Well, kind of.With four – oops, three now -- human souls living inside his head, Aden has always been “different” himself. These souls can time travel, raise the dead, possess another’s mind, and, his least favorite these days, tell the future.The forecast for Aden? A knife through the heart.Because a war is brewing between the creatures of the dark, and Aden is somehow at the center of it all. But he isn’t about to lie down and accept his destiny without a fight. Not when his new friends have his back, not when Victoria has risked her own future to be with him, and not when he has a reason to live for the first time in his life…"

Well guys for the second story in the best seller author Gena Showalter bring us Unraveled, and i have to say i'm happy with the final result.

Gena Showatler is very know for her romance and very passionate characters, but anyways to the point, for the second book on this series and very happy to say, she is making everything work like a clock all in one direction and the end of this one is leaving me with lots of question but more important the beginning of something new just like she always does.

our main character have a curse in there head and Aden has to do whatever need to be done to save his friends, and deal with all the drama of been the new king of the vampires, but there are very much surprises that are to come from this story line and much more. I don't know how many book this story has and what is going to happen but at this point i know little and that is that what ever she does is going to work for this story i can wait to see what she does.

Gena Showalter is going to surprise us one again just like with this Young Adult Series so be sure to check it out because is one that is to look after.

check it out you wont put it downhttp://www.amazon.com/Unraveled-Harlequin-Teen-Gena-Showalter/dp/0373210221/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&qid=1291774554&sr=8-14

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Ghost Town by Rachel Cain


Once inside you can never can get out....


"While developing a new system to maintain Morganville's defenses, student Claire Danvers discovers a way to amplify vampire mental powers. Through this, she's able to re-establish the field around this vampire-infested Texas college town that protects it from outsiders. But the new upgrades have an unexpected consequence: people inside the town begin to slowly forget who they are-even the vampires. Soon, the town's little memory problem has turned into a full-on epidemic. Now Claire needs to figure out a way to pull the plug on her experiment- before she forgets how to save Morganville..."

Okay guys just finish reading Ghost Town and i have to say that i think this is my favorite book in the hall series so far.
for some reason i like this book more that any other in the series, is a little cheeses in some parts but them, thinking that everyone is losing there mind and forgetting thinks, is very difficult to work with ( when you play with memories you have to know what is going to stay and what is not).
I don't know, there is something in the book, that they really didn't get to discuss and that was why some people lost there memory faster that other and why get like moments and them just forget everything but some of it was say in some way or explain i guess.
the Plot in some of the pass book has been very easy or actually safe excepted for the last book and this one. the plots are very easy to explain and to get to the point but for this one and the last book there plots took a very unique turn, and to find that one day you remember but the next day you don't is something difficult no only to write but to actually explain.
Rachel Caine i have to give it to her did a great job with this book and i love it, i think in the future I'm going to read her other series but so far nothing on it.
like in the other book our main character are put to a new test and they as always find a way out of it.
so in this one, one of my favorite character goes from crazy to plain evil but i still love him even as evil. over all the book was perfect and i like that she did something out of the box and not very safe, because when you play with memories in book sometimes that doesn't work very well for everyone but congratulation to Rachel because she make it work and this Vampire book just stand out.

get your hand into this memory land a pick a copy http://www.amazon.com/Ghost-Town-Morganville-Vampires-Book/dp/0451231619/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1290663343&sr=8-1

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Monday, November 22, 2010

Hauted by Your Touch by Jeaniene Frost



Been touch by a demon was never this different.....

"Enter the dark realm of Nocturna in Jeaniene Frost’s red-hot tale, where blisteringly sexy Raphael dominates the demons of a lawless dimension and tries to help a beautiful young woman avenge her cousin’s disappearance. Shayla Black’s gorgeous Doomsday Brethren hero, Raiden, vows to fight for his magical lover and their unborn youngling—no matter the cost—after he drives her into the arms of another man and she falls under attack. Lycans rule the night in Sharie Kohler’s suspenseful story, as a fiery woman stalks mysterious Luc, the undeniably hypnotic being she believes can save her from turning . . . if she kills him. Danger beckons in these captivating paranormal tales that will tempt readers to the edge and leave them begging for more. "

Okay this short story is something new from Jeaniene Frost usual work, but is fun to see that she can do something different, and not only Vampire.
I think many of us have ask her the same question, but thankfully she is always glad to answer this for us,( she always have ideas out side Vampire and she just prove it) maybe in the future she has the chance to actually give this romance a book a chance or maybe another, but who knows, we have to wait and see.
I always love her stories lines and I always love that she can keep me reading even thou i know is going to be very short and I'm going keep wanting more.
Anyways for this story you have your usual love and your heroin that has the strong will to fight for what she want and need, and is a very sexy and passioned story but she have to move thing a little faster that she would normally do but it works.
Love the book and if you don't like vamps and that why you haven't give her a chance this would be the best opportunity to do so.

here is the link http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1439166765/ref=s9_simh_gw_p14_t1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=1SJ739T6N7CJMDP781X7&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846

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Bite Marks by Jennifer Rardin


surely you could think of other uses for them?.....

"Jaz is possessed. After biting the neck of a domyter during a forced visit to his territory, she now has unwelcome voices in her head. While fighting for supremacy in her own mind, she finds herself confronted with a near-impossible task: perform perfectly on her next mission or face the unemployment line"

I Like it!! it was a good story line, and i like the fact that our main character always find a way to laugh even worse situations.
One of my favorite character is Cole just because he can always smile about anything and everything at the same time, so for me this book was one of the funnies one.
Now i have say it before but i think is need to be say again,this books and this one is not exception, have to much going on in the same book is like to much and to little time to put it all out, that make the reader go crazy i think the next one is not going to have this much even thou it works at the end, is just a lot to take in when you are reading this book.
I still like it and i love that our heroin is so strong even thou she doesn't see it that way, but when you get to learn more about why is she like this you see that over all she is a human been or something like that.
In this book there is more a stake and much more that meet the eye with Jaz possess by a domyter, and she find out how is it the mysterious person that possess her, she is in for more trouble that she been in before.
Vayl and the gang are always working together in a way that make them seen like they work together for many year when in reality is not been that long, but i t work for this book so much that is easy to see the work Jennifer Rardin put in the work of each book, her passion as well when she does it, and when you the reader see this you always know that the book always has something extra to work for them.
I think Jaz's dog is soon going to be show for what he is, and why he previews owner would love the dog more that anything else, i hope to find that out soon.
I can wait to see what else this author come up with because i like to see what she would do next.
the next book is out and i hope and i can wait to see what would happen in it.


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Friday, November 19, 2010

Jeaniene Frost NEWS


New book news!

I’m typing this as I wait at the train station in New York after having a wonderful time at ComiCon (look for another post with pictures and details about that later, but I simply couldn’t wait to share this news). Remember how I’ve not-so-subtly hinted on this blog and in other places that I really, really would like to write books on Vlad? And how I had more plot in my head than novels contracted for Cat and Bones’s storyline, so I wasn’t sure if I’d end the Night Huntress series at book seven like I’d originally intended?

Pretend you remember me saying those things, even if you don’t.

Well, I am thrilled to announce that I will be writing two more novels for the Night Huntress series, ending Cat and Bones’s storyline now at book nine instead of seven. AND, if that wasn’t enough to make my day, I am also contracted to write the first two books in a new series featuring – you guessed it – Vlad as the hero and a new character named Leila as the heroine.

I am SO excited about the opportunity to extend Cat and Bones’s storyline into nine books so I can implement the plans I have for them, instead of cutting things out to squeeze everything into seven books. Plus, anyone who’s spoken to me for longer than five minutes knows I’ve been itching to showcase Vlad in his own books, and I’ve got just the heroine to give Mr. Hot Hands a run for his money that he’ll never be expecting. Right now the tentative plan is for the first Vlad and Leila novel to release in 2012. 2011 will see the releases of the fifth Cat and Bones novel titled This Side of the Grave, Cat and Bones 6 (untitled as of now), and the holiday-themed anthology I’ll be in with Lynsay Sands that will also feature and Cat and Bones story (untitled as of now). My publisher and I are not sure if Vlad’s new stories will be called Night Huntress World, or something else since it’s the start of a new recurring-character series. More data on that once I have it.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Daugther of Darknes by V.C. Andrews



WE EXIST BECAUSE OF THE DARKNESS...... ALL OF YOU ARE DAUGHTER OF DARKNESS......

"When I was a little girl, Daddy told me never to fear the dark. 'We exist because of the darkness,' he told me. 'All of you are daughters of darkness.' Beloved bestselling author V.C. Andrews's passion for vampires comes to spellbinding life in a long-awaited novel of dark desires as all-consuming - and forbidden - as in Flowers in the Attic. One night, with the sound of a young man's scream, high school senior Lorelei discovers that her stern but loving father, who adopted Lorelei and her sisters as infants, is no ordinary man. He has raised his beautiful girls for one purpose: to lure young men into their world of shadows. Like her sisters, Lorelei has been trained in the art of seduction and warned never to fall in love. But when she meets a handsome and charming classmate, she boldly defies her family and follows her heart - even if love is a poison. . . .Dangerously enticing and deliriously intoxicating, V.C. Andrews's Daughter of Darkness will leave readers thirsting for more"

This is my little of the road book, this book i actually found it by mistake, when i was looking for something else to read. guess where i was? Walmart!! i know crazy but there i was and i actually found this book, and thought it was a good idea to read, also i have hear about this author before but never actually read anything just yet, but now i can say i have and she is really good at it.

The first thing that you thing the moment you start this book is not Vampire again, but them as you continued to read you find that vampire are boring compared with this story that is so full of mystery around more mystery with a top of more mystery and sex.

this story is actually very interesting not only because you not sure of what is to happen next, and why so many of the thing happen anyways, is funny when i was reading it i could not wait to understand the book because it has so much mystery that even when she actually tell everything, you think that there is much more that need to be say.

I actually though that everyone was going to die!! that little i knew, of what was next but the end of this book is something that i didn't expect and in some way knew.

V.C. Andrews knows what she is doing and it show how long she been wringing this kind of story because the suspense is so intense and interesting that it keep me in sit until the very end.

this book has almost everything, i like action but this book didn't actually need it, so it get a pass for me, but is full of romance, sex and mystery that is always a plus when you know nothing of the next step that is to come in any book.

If you looking for something to read look no further this is what you need and if you like mystery this is just the best thing you would find.

here is the link http://www.amazon.com/Daughter-Darkness-V-C-Andrews/dp/1439155011/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1289886013&sr=8-1

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Monday, November 8, 2010

One more Bite by Jennifer Rardin

Them you should ask your neighbor in the morning.....

"Jaz and Vayl have been assigned to travel to Inverness to prevent an assassination that has the potential to upset the balance between the west coast vampire nests and allow another Raptor to emerge. In the power vacuum left by Edward “the Raptor” Samos’ death, a struggle for supremacy has begun between his former allies: The Coven of Inverness, the Valencian Weres and The Flock. The struggle takes on a new twist when Pete learns that the Valencians have hired an assassin to take out the Coven’s leader, a powerful witch named Floraidh Halsey. Jaz and Vayl must stalk a killer as wily and Gifted as themselves as they travel through the wild, stark beauty of the Highlands. Their travels also bring new heights to their romance, a new depth to their passion, and a bond they are both, at last, willing to seal."

For some reason i like books that when the author tent to make the reader wait for something to happen so long and them in the end just make that moment just there in your face but no what you want but what is need it for the story.

I like it and Jennifer Rardin know what she is doing, i have to give her that much but come on, i want to see a little more of Vayl and Jaz moment together because they don't have much of those in the series and when they do is so little that i want more, but she only show you so far.
her story is one of my fave, because of the way she make you see the bad and good of people and having a character that job is to kill people no for the right reason but for the need of.
I think what i like more about this series that she is not your usual heroin and that her story of why she became like that is something very interesting, and very frightened that even thou is was very bad on her, it help her grow to become the woman that she is in the series ( you may thing different that many other character have strong background too, but i think her is unique for me).
the not-stop-action-meet-romance series is something once you start you won't stop and you would find yourself in need to find everything this little heroin would come up with.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Bitten to Death by Jennifer Rardin

ONE THAT HAS MORE ROOM FOR ALL KINDS OF LOVE.....

"Jaz Parks and her vampire boss, Vayl, have already fought demons, vampires, and reavers. Now, juggling work and family takes on a new dimension as she tackles her latest challenge: nail the Raptor before he can reduce her to Jaz-bits, survive a head-on crash with Vayl’s violent past, and lever her twin’s military career back on track before a dishonorable discharge ruins his life. To top it off, she must also contend with her father’s issues. Is he losing his mind? Or is someone really trying to kill him – from beyond the grave"

I LIKE IT!!!!!.
I always like book when our heroin does something so crazy, that show her feelings to everyone that when she notice what she has done she looking for a way to explain her self finding there is none.
This book is intense no intense as the one before, but is equal intense because she is become more and more aware of Vayl and that even though she does not want to, because silly reason she still manage to do something to push them 1 step apart and 2 more close.
Also we get to see a little more of Vayl pass is very interesting if you ask me, and it need to be because he been alive for so long, that is do to have some crazy thing going on for him but now he has Jaz that come with a new game plan to put his pass in shame.
I enjoy the book a lot, and because the plot of this books are so different to a point it make it fun to read. Of course as i say before Jennifer Rardin has so much thing going on that is easy to get lost in the book, but them she always make it work that you end up understanding everything that is going on.
For this book insanity play a mayor role, because with everything that has happen to Jaz ( dying 2 times, losing her fiancé, and her entire group of friends, plus them killing his brother wife and best friend, to lose her twin after that) i think is a lot to take but she has manage to no try to kill herself and to work with what she got.
Jaz and Vayl romance is growing on his on but she still doesn't want to give in to it, she is scare of it and because of that she keep doing things that she is not support to do. Also this love of them look pretty real to me, because they don't jump to it in the first book is there but is more that fiscal and they getting to that point where they going to be with each other but at there time no the reader time, but it help that Jennifer let them kiss so we the reader are into it more. this story is a action-meet-killer-sexy-vamps-and-out-of-this-world-romance. Jennifer Rardin knows what she is doing and how she is doing it,she is not coping anyone and she doing what she want with her plot, that way she is keep me and the reader guessing, what is going to happen next and i can wait to find out.

if you don't want to keep out the fun here is the link http://www.amazon.com/Bitten-Death-Parks-Jennifer-Rardin/dp/031607554X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1288886055&sr=8-3

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