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About the Author
Sherrilyn Kenyon is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of several series, including the Bureau of American Defense novels BAD Attitude, Phantom in the Night, Whispered Lies, and Silent Truth and the Belador series that includes Blood Trinity, Alterant, and The Curse. There are more than 25 million copies of her books in print in over one hundred countries. She lives with her family near Nashville, Tennessee. Visit her website at SherrilynKenyon.com.
Kresley Cole is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the electrifying Immortals After Dark paranormal series, the young adult Arcana Chronicles series, the erotic Gamemakers Series, and five award-winning historical romances.
A master's grad and former athlete, she has traveled over much of the world and draws from those experiences to create her memorable characters and settings.
Her IAD books have been translated into eighteen foreign languages, garnered three RITA awards, and consistently appear on the bestseller lists, in the U.S. and abroad.
You can learn more about her and her work at kresleycole.com or facebook.com/KresleyCole
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If there was a Richter scale for erotic experiences, this one would shatter the record.
Robin Daniels moaned deep in her throat as her lover's hand slid slowly up the inside of her thigh in an electrifying caress that culminated with his long, lean fingers stroking her between her thighs where she was wet and hot, waiting for him. She'd been craving him for weeks now. This man with the perfect male body, killer smile and eyes so green they didn't seem to be real.
Perfect lips that quirked up with a wicked charm. Lips that did naughty things to her body. She couldn't wait to feel his cock deep and hard inside her. To hold him close while he thrust himself into her over and over until they were both sweaty and spent.
His touch set her on fire.
But if either one of them were ever caught during one of their secret meetings, their lives would be over.
Their love would be over.
So he came to her at night like some incubus who needed to feed from her body.
She could deny him nothing. Whatever he asked, she would gladly cede.
Opening her legs, Robin gave him full access to the part of her that craved him most. The part of her that was aching and wet, desperate for his touch.
It was an invitation he took boldly as he slid his fingers even deeper inside her, seeking out her warmth and making her body burn with frenzied lust.
Robin hissed, arching her back. Her breasts tightened, straining against the cotton of her T-shirt.
"That's it," he said, his voice deep and husky. "Show me how much you want me."
"I want you, baby," she murmured, barely recognizing her own voice as she took his hard cock into her hand and toyed with the sensitive tip of it.
Oh yes, he felt good there. She let his wetness coat her fingers while she stroked him, exploring the hard, long length of him. She ran her hungry fingers over the thick, heavy vein, down lower until she could cup his sac in her palm.
He groaned at her gentle caress.
She captured his lips with hers, tugging his bottom lip between her teeth as she tasted him fully.
Before this night was over, she would make him hers for all eternity.
After tonight, Brendan would never want another woman.
She was going to ride him until he begged her for mercy....
"Allison. Cleanup, aisle five."
Allison George jerked her head up from her book as she heard her name called over the intercom. It wasn't until the manager had repeated his command that she left her dream world completely.
Damn. She was just getting to the really good part.
It never failed.
Sighing, she flipped to the front of the book and looked wistfully at the advertisement.
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Allison ran her hand over the words. Had she ever dreamed of getting away?
Was Brendan about to give Robin the best sex of her life?
Was he primo fabuloso?
Of course she dreamed of getting away. Every minute of every day. Unfortunately, that seemed about as likely as Brendan stepping out of his book and making her his fantasy lover.
Or of a house landing on top of her evil floor manager during a tornado and putting him out of her misery.
And speaking of the devil, he was headed straight for her. Allison hid her novel behind her back as her manager came down the book aisle with a stern grimace on his face. At fifty-two with salt and pepper hair, Dan might have been attractive at some point, but the constant disdainful sneer robbed him of any appeal.
"Allison, there's a toddler who threw up on aisle five. Move your butt. We can't leave it there for someone to step in." He barely looked her way as he went past her.
Oh yeah, her life was just one great big bowl full of cherries.
If she was really lucky, maybe on her way home some uninsured driver would plow into her beat-up Dodge Neon and total it while leaving her completely hale and whole enough to walk back to work tomorrow and mop up more vomit. She sighed in disgust.
Wondering if she had just in fact conjured up another visit from the Bad Luck Fairy, Allison tucked the romance novel into her smock pocket.
For weeks now she'd been carrying it around, rereading the entry form and debating on whether or not she should enter.
But why bother?
No one like her ever won anything anyway. It was always some rich doctor or lawyer. Someone other than her. Someone who didn't really need the money or the break.
Still that tiny voice in her head kept saying, "Yeah, but maybe this once..."
She hated that voice. It had gotten her into plenty of trouble in her life.
Grabbing a broom and the special dry solution she needed to clean up the mess, Allison went to the aisle and tried not to think about just how much she truly hated her job.
As she worked, a small smile hovered at her lips. Hey look, I'm already Cinderella. All they need to do is send me over to housewares with the fireplaces and have me clean those out and I'm in business.
She looked up and it took a full second for the voice to register. It was one she hadn't heard in way too long.
The two of them had been best friends in high school. And in the ten years since they had graduated, Margaret hadn't changed a bit.
"Maggie May!" she exclaimed, using her old nickname for her friend.
The broom forgotten, Allison hugged her tight, grateful to see a friendly face again. "Good Lord, how long has it been?"
"Six or seven years, at least."
Allison's eyes teared up as she stepped back. Maggie's elegant blond hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail. She wore a black pair of slacks and a chic, short-sleeved black sweater. But then Maggie had always looked like some fashion model walking away from a shoot. "You look fantastic!"
Maggie beamed, until she looked Allison up and down and then the smile faltered. Not in a condescending way, but in a way that said, "I'm sorry I got out and you got trapped in this godforsaken place."
Allison offered her a joking grin, even though a part of her was mortified at what she knew Maggie saw.
She stood in front of her elegant friend in her dark blue polyester smock, ill-fitting jeans and faded-out, oversized shirt. Worse, her own frizzy blond hair was in bad need of a trim and deep conditioning. Neither of which she could afford at the moment.
"I'm sorry about your mom," Margaret said quietly. "Had I known, I would have been here for the funeral."
Allison patted her arm as her throat tightened. She'd loved her mother more than anything. Ten years ago when she and Maggie had graduated high school, Maggie had gone to the University of Georgia, then moved off to New York after graduation to be an editor. Meanwhile, Allison had stayed home to help her mother, who was dying of cancer. For nine years her mother had fought hard and then last spring, she'd lost the war.
God, how she missed her. It was still a raw, aching pain inside her. Her mother had been everything to her.
"I know," she said, rubbing Maggie's arm. "I'm sorry. I didn't even think about sending word to you until after the funeral was over. I just wasn't in my right mind."
Maggie nodded in understanding. "You've been busy. My mom told me that you're engaged to Gary Mitchell. Congrats. I know how much you always loved him."
Allison drew a shaky breath as she thought about her rattlesnake ex. "Yeah," she said in an overly exaggerated tone. "Just l-o-v-e him to pieces."
"Uh-oh. That sounds ominous."
She sighed as she picked up the broom. "Well, I found the dog in bed a week ago with one of the strippers from the Night Owl."
Maggie's face showed the horror Allison had felt when she'd stumbled in late from work to find the two of them going at it in her bed. "No!"
"What did you do?"
"I grabbed my broom, swept both pieces of trash out of my house, then I went through and decided it was time to do a little fall cleaning. I gathered up everything of his I could find, threw it into a pile on my front lawn and then proceeded to have a weenie roast. I'm told you could see the flames for up to a mile away."
Maggie laughed. "What did Gary do?"
"He called the cops and I spent the night in jail. But it was so worth it. I just wish I'd been able to get my shotgun loaded before the police got there and had had a chance to fill his backside with buckshot...."
"Allison? Are you on break?"
Allison cringed at Dan's voice coming from behind her. She looked around to see his soured frown. "I'm just helping a customer, Dan. She wanted to know where the lightbulbs were."
He didn't buy it for a minute.
Allison led Maggie away from his hearing. "Sorry, Maggie, I can't really talk right now."
Nodding, Maggie let her gaze dip down to the pocket of Allison's smock where the top of her book was peeking out. She smiled. "Sugar and Spice by Rachel Fire. You like it?"
"I love it. It's a great book."
Maggie's smile widened. "I edited it."
"You did not!"
"Yes, I did. She's one of the authors I discovered last year." Maggie tilted her head and looked back down the aisle to where Dan was still watching them. "Look, ... --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
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Kresley Cole's story, The Warlord Wants Forever is by far the best of the trio and, thankfully, the longest. She uses this short story to introduce us to her Immortals After Dark series and if you haven't read any yet, this is a fine, although condensed, introduction to these great books. If you've already read any books in the IAD series, this one is a can't miss and gives the backstory of Myst and Nickolai. True this isn't as deep as her other works, but she doesn't disappoint.
Usually these anthologies are pretty bad, and this one isn't great, but any anthology with Kresley Cole is worth the cover price.
The other two stories are fairly typical of their authors. Surprising that Kenyon gets top billing in this book as her story is very weak compared to Cole's. Jaid Black's story is almost an outline it is so brief and undeveloped. However it is representative of her other work which even in full book format is still underdeveloped and under-researched.
Warlord Wants Forever - B+
Hunter's Oath - F
Turn Up the Heat - C+
What I Liked: The "sisters" are cracking me up in this series. I love their addiction to XBox and all things fun. If I was going to be immortal, I would hope that I could pack that much fun into my life while still doing my duty.
Complaints: Again the violence surrounding sex. This time it was on both parties sides but I did not like it much. Again, she didn't quite cross a line but I am kind of worried that it is going to be a theme in the series.
Why I gave it a 4: As I stated, I am not usually a fan of short stories so when one is done well, with enough detail to draw you in, and still feels like you got the whole story in the end, I recognize it. K.C. did a fantastic job of including enough elements that you are fulfilled by the story.
Who I would recommend it to: PNR readers and maybe even UF readers. The stories all have HEA's but I would say they are a tad bit more into the UF type of storytelling: a little darker, the women are very strong, and the romance is rougher.
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Books in this series:
Playing Easy to Get
A Hunger Like No Other
No Rest for the Wicked
Wicked Deeds on a Winters Night
Dark Needs at Nights Edge
Dark Desires after Dusk
Kiss of a Demon King
Deep Kiss of Winter
Pleasure of a Dark Prince
Demon from the Dark
Dreams for a Dark Warrior
The Jaid Black story was okay. It took about an hour to read. I just don't really care for short stories. There is not enough time to fully develop a plot. These shorts always leave me feeling unfulfilled. I don't know how to judge Black's writing from the 70 page story.
Sherrilyn Kenyon's story was just BAD. Ugh. If this is the beginning of her BAD (Bureau of American Defense) series, then I know to run far away in the other direction. I wonder if this story is indicative of all of her writing. I almost won an e-bay lot of Sherrilyn Kenyon books that I bid on based on the surfeit of positive reaction to her books. Am I ever glad that I lost THAT auction. If this story is indicative of her writing it is nothing less than stereotypical, predictible, and bland. This is supposed to be erotica? I don't think so. There was no sexual tension. The initial sex scene was boring, and dealt more with "why does he know where the condoms are?" than any sort of building heat. Ick.
Overall, buy this book only for the Kresley Cole story. It is integral to the series, and it's HOT.
I got the book primarily because of the Kresley Cole story. Having read the first 5 Immortals After Dark stories, I was extremely interested to read Nikolai and Myst's story which is a prequel to the series. As usual Ms. Cole did not disappoint. If you have not read her books I highly recommend them.
I had never read Sherrilyn Kenyon or Jaid Black before but now I will certainly add them to my list of must-read authors.
If you are looking for a hot sexy and entertaining read, this book is for you.
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