Title: Night’s Darkest Embrace
Author: Jeaniene Frost
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publication Date: November 13, 2012
Format: e-book, 100 Pages
ISBN-10: 145169816X (Pocket Star)
ISBN-13: 978-1451698169 (Pocket Star)
Reviewed by: Shirene
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 avenger her cousin’s disappearance.
Quick & Dirty: Mara must go back to Nocturna in order to avenge her cousin’s death in a land ruled by a hero or villain.
Opening Sentence: The sun’s rays slipped further behind the Bed, Bath & Beyond sign across the parking lot.
E-books can be hit or miss. The author has such a short time to set up a world, characters, motivations and get the reader hooked. Ms. Frost knows how to make this medium work. The first few pages I was lost but once I grasped the concept of Purebloods, Partials and Fallen races — the story was a true delight.
Mara is a Partial and this allows her to enter the realm of Nocturna which only someone who carries demon blood can enter. The reason she visits is where the story starts to grab the reader’s attention. Mara is out for vengeance for her cousin’s death by a Pureblood.
Raphael is the ruler of this lawless land of demons and has maintained control for over two hundred years. Mara is unsure of whether Raphael is helping the Purebloods or not. She seeks to find evidence of his guilt or innocence.
My only regret as with all good e-books is that the tale is too short but I would highly recommend this book for a lazy afternoon. Just make sure that you have something cool to drink close at hand because there are a couple steamy scenes.
I scanned the faces in the crowd more out of habit than the thought that I could spot a Pureblood demon. Partials, Purebloods … all of us looked the same. Stand us next to humans and you couldn’t spot the supernaturals unless you caught the tiny lights that occasionally appeared in our eyes. Even Fallen were supposed to look normal until their hidden wings made an appearance, but if you saw those, it was already too late to run.
A hand appeared next to my arm, fingers long and masculine, with an ancient knot adorning the index finger and a simple ebony band encircling the thumb. Even if I hadn’t recognized those rings — my heard had sped up, like something inside me had known he was close before the rest of me registered it.
“Rafael,” I said, not turning around.
FTC Advisory: Pocket Star Books/Simon & Schuster provided me with a copy of Night’s Darkest Embrace. No goody bags, sponsorships, “material connections,” or bribes were exchanged for my review.
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