4.7 out of 5 stars--Reviewer Taylor Jones, Black Opal Books
A great story still needs a strong, unique plot, including a few surprises. Shadow's Soul has those a plenty making it a marvelous addition to the series. I was riveted from page one until the very last word. To me, that is what a great story is all about.
4.8 our of 5 stars--Reviewer, Regan Murphy, Black Opal Books
From the Inside Flap
Barring her teeth, Raine set her feet, gripped her wrist blades, and let the last of the protective flames blink out, leaving her exposed. The Stealer threw back its head, a long triumphant howl emerging from its throat. The sound echoed as the creature watched her with unholy glee.
"Bring it on, asshole," she taunted.
It began to stalk her. Instead of the smoke and shadow form from previous encounters, it now sported a massive wolf-like body. The head was still a Dali inspired nightmare of animals who seem to share the need for sharp, pointy teeth. Grateful the chindis had decided to bow this one out, Raine left her back unprotected so she could keep an eye on the monster in front of her.
Like the opening sequence in a dance, they matched steps. Without warning, the Stealer sprang forward, lashing out with unsheathed claws. Ducking, Raine rolled right, blade extended, aiming for a gut swipe. The monster managed to twist its spine so her first cut only scored its skin. Black ichor oozed from the ragged wound. With lightning speed it spun, unfazed by the injury. This time its sharp claws dragged bloody furrows along her lower back. Ignoring the tug of pain from the wound, she stumbled to her feet, waiting for the next opening.
The Stealer lunged straight for her, knocking her down. Her skin shredded under its lethal nails as they ripped along her ribs and hips. Above her the monster snarled and snapped. Busy trying to keep the snapping jaws from her jugular with her left arm, she used the blade in her right to stab wherever she could. Her world narrowed down to pure survival.
'Damn it, Gavin, where are you?'