“I’m not a piece of property that you can just claim, Romaric.”
Having been held hostage for a month by vicious vampires, Sarah is now recovering in the most unlikely of places…the shelter that her sister, Kate and her vampire mate, Devon, opened to help such victims as herself. After months under the watchful eye of her sister, she’s finally put a plan into motion to secure her future when a very imposing, very stoic and utterly drop dead gorgeous vampire takes her world by storm and turns it completely upside down.
“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, my beauty. You are mine and I’ve come to do exactly that.”
Romaric Dietrich, West Regent Vampire Lord is one of the oldest vampires alive. He’s cold, calculating and nearly unmatched in power. Vampires recognize their Moiras instantaneously and upon first laying eyes on Sarah Hill, he senses she’s his. His Moira. His Destined mate. The one woman meant to be his and his alone. But how is that possible when he’d loved and lost his first? In his quest to uncover the truth, not only does he discover that Sarah is indeed the other half of his soul, but he’s put himself, and his mate, in the crosshairs of yet another very powerful enemy.
Only bonded together do they have the power to win the battles ahead.
With one look into his icy-blues, Sarah knows that Romaric is not the aloof, uncaring enigma he pretends to be. Underneath his cool, rough exterior lays a passionate, romantic and fiercely loving heart of gold. As they fight the battles to come, Sarah holds the key to not only unlocking his centuries hardened soul, but to the one thing that will save them both from this new nemesis.
But will she make her decision in time? And will they finally get the happiness they both deserve?
I received this book from the author for a honest review.
EEEP! Rom and Sarah’s book so far is my favorite of the series!!
Rom is a broken, cold vampire who says what he wants and ya better jump higher then he originally asked you to jump. PERIOD. He is a 645 year old vampire and he is not used to having people question his judgement…..SOOOO when he falls for a broken human imagine his surprise when he has to learn the art of compromise???? Man did Damian looove to see that!!!
Sarah has survived hell on Earth. She was held captive for weeks and will not let anyone control her again. SOOOO when she find out she is a Moira aka Mate to a 645 year old bossy vampire Lord, yeah she is not happy with his behavior.
OMG did I crack up at these two but at the same time I fell so in love with them. They both want to be loved and have love but are scared outta their minds at LOVE!! I loved seeing Rom really try to court Sarah but then stomp his foot like a child when she said *GASP* NO to him at things. I loved how Sarah challenged him and yet melted for him when he showed her compassion after what she went through….hello the horse gift…SWOONING TIME!!!!
Their story was easily my favorite and I got a very big soft spot for Rom but don’t tell Damian. He tends to get grumpy when I look at this friends “that way”.
This book was super-fast passed and we had not 1 but 2 bad guys to take care of. But honestly seeing Rom and Sarah’s story unfold plus see more of Mike and Giselle but now to see a bad guy who turned good guy fall in love…sigh…so many awesome vampires to love and not enough time to read them all……
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