This was another of those books where the author creates a world that you get completely lost in. I was on the edge of the couch reading this book, completely devoid or my reality I was lost in the story.
I knew from when Brady first contacted me this story was going to be great. She was passionate and it showed in her writing. A book that really shows you the complete picture. This book astonishes and doesn't leave you wanting for anything more that another book because it was just THAT good.
I felt that this book pulled right in from the start. We join in on the story running and are filled in as we meet the world. I Loved this. Other reviews pointed out as well that instead of giving you the whole world history like a lot of paranormal books do, this book does it as the story progresses. I felt this allowed for me to grip the story that much better.
Our heroine in this book is Fallon. I feel the need to point out I am using that term lightly as she really is more the "Kick Ass Girl" you'll see, its a much more fitting title. Hot, pierced, and tattooed, this girl rocks the world of all those she encounters. She is a force to be reckoned with and the small town she ends up in find that out quickly. Smart. Strong. Beautiful. She's is the epitome of the type of characters I Love to Love.
Now her Love in this story, Brody is the Perfect math to her. Now let you mind wander for a second...
Yep, you got it, He is exactly as hot and perfect as you are guessing, and more. More. I said it. He is tall, dark, and handsome, and he is also kind, smart, and protective of what he loves.
This story had me going start to finish. It was well written, had some really great twists, and had a fan-friggen-tastic storyline. I adored the fact that we were given just enough of a taste of the world to leave us grabbing for more. The Characters are real and fun, You really just fall in love with their personalities from the get-go. They are a big family and we join right in. Just the right amount of love story to the action packed plot line left this book a perfectly balanced read. Enjoy!
Fallon is a brilliant tattoo artist with inherent magic. Tired of men and their games, she climbs onto her Harley and leaves her old life behind.
Brody is a talented motorcycle mechanic and werewolf stuck in his painful past. It's just another depressing night until he's attacked by vampires. Thinking he killed them, he runs into the night and crashes into Fallon.
Unwilling to walk away from anyone in need, she heals Brody and then takes out the vampires who aren't as dead as he thought. Her past collides with the present, and she finds herself stranded in Edenton, Washington where an old friend lives. With no ride and no real plan, she winds up staying in Brody's empty apartment.
Feeling alive for the first time in years, Brody is determined to claim Fallon's heart and keep her safe from the shadows in her past. However, she prides herself on her independence and would rather keep him safe, even from herself.
With the impending danger from the group of vampires and dark mages, they will have to work together. The closer they get, the harder it is for her to fight her attraction.
Be prepared for monsters, magic and lots of ink.
About an hour later, his beautiful temptress was kneeling between his thighs. Brody’s jeans were open three buttons and pushed down enough to let Fallon know he wasn’t wearing a damned thing underneath. He felt a little guilty for that, but he never bothered with underwear and hadn’t really considered having the tattoo done so soon, not until Adam told him about Slater and the other enforcers coming in for their tattoos. He shouldn’t have been jealous. But he was, and in a big way.
Fallon was wreaking hell on his self-control as he stared down at her. The way she held her full bottom lip in her teeth and how her eyes narrowed in on her work was really fucking sexy. The way her hand framed the piece drove him crazy, as her breath danced across his skin. He had to think of mutilated animals and dead babies to keep from getting hard, especially when her hands were right there
. He knew Tomahawk was standing in the room but his eyes were locked on her.
“Fallon,” Tom said, “I think I need you to put a panther just a little further down and more toward center.” Brody wanted beat that idea out of the shaman.
She rolled her eyes. “You already have a panther on your arm. You’ll look like a dumbass if you add another.” Her voice had a sultry rasp Brody could listen to all night.
“I can come up with another design,” Tom teased.
Brody shot him a look. “I thought you had a fox there. You said something about that being Darla’s animal.”
“Oh, yeah.” Tom chuckled.
“Don’t worry. I know Tom’s full of shit.” Fallon winked at Brody.
Tom laughed. “So, Dakota says you aren’t a healer. I thought all druids were healers?”
Fallon laughed. “No. Though, most heal better than I can. There are a few druids who heal as well as your brother. But why are you asking? You’re a shaman and you can’t do what Dakota does.”
“Good point. I just figured with the wards you do, you would be able to heal.”
“You ward, but you don’t heal.” Fallon shrugged.
“I can’t do anything close to what you do.”
“Our magic is different, but what you do is pretty much the opposite of what your twin does.”
Brody looked up at Tom.
The prick arched one brow and switched gears. “I can just see you at Stonehenge on the Solstice.”
Brody caught a flash of emerald when she rolled her eyes. “No. I’m not one of those druids who braid wildflowers into my hair and dances naked in the moonlight with a bunch of women. So you can get that image out of your head.”
“Oh, I bet you were a hippie though. Did you go to Woodstock?”
She laughed and her breath skated across Brody’s belly. He had to bite back a groan. “Yes.” Her eyes cut over to Tom and back to her work. “Fine, you can picture me naked and dancing there, but with a ton of other people. Oh, don’t forget, I was covered in mud. I didn’t have as many tattoos, and my hair was ridiculously long.”
“I bet you were a hit with the bands,” Tom snickered.
Another of Fallon’s laughs tickled his senses. “I was too busy living the music to be a groupie. You should have seen Sweetwater, or maybe Santana, and Janis Joplin was amazing. Oh, can’t forget Hendrix. Goddess, I saw so many great performances.”
“You were naked with everyone though. You can’t tell me that wasn’t fun.” Tom grinned.
She sighed. “It rained and rained. After a while, it made more sense to go naked than stay in muddy, wet clothes.”
Just what Brody needed, more images of Fallon wet and naked, and throw in dancing. He laid his head back and stared at the ceiling, trying desperately to blank his mind.
“Really?” Tom chuckled. “Any other druids with you?”
“Gabe, and don’t get any ideas. He was busy with the phoenix woman he brought along. We showed up together, but I didn’t see him again until I met him at the car at the very end.”