Release Day Blitz ~ Dark Alpha’s Claim ~ Donna Grant ~ A Reaper Novel ~ Review!

Dark Alpha’s Claim 
(Reaper Series, #1)
by Donna Grant
There is no escaping a Reaper. I am an elite assassin, part of a brotherhood that only answers to Death. And when Death says your time is up, I am coming for you…
My whole existence is based on taking what Death wants. Born to eliminate Fae guilty of unforgivable crimes, my reckless, wild nature makes me the perfect assassin to carry out Death’s bidding. I’ve seen more sinister and violent dealings than anyone could ever imagine. But it was the sight of her face that stopped me cold. I’ve never wanted a woman-never mind a human-so badly; never felt my heart, hardened by death, burn brighter and hotter until it burst into flames. She is everything I desire. The kind of woman that compels you to stake your claim on her, to let the world know that she’s yours. A Reaper saving her life will only attract danger, but I vow to protect her at all costs from the Fae that hunt her, and keep safe the woman who has claimed me, body and soul.
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I am so excited about this new series!! I absolutely loved the Dark Sword, Dark Warriors & Dark Kings! This new series is about the Reapers and they are connected to Donna’s other series!! We heard whispers about them in the last few Dragon King books and they are finally here! The Warriors and Dragon Kings are gonna have some parts to play in the books to come, because it all takes part in the same world! How can it get any better than that!
I was sucked in from the first page as always with the one of a kind world that Donna weaves for us! Baylor and Jordyn are great together and their chemistry is off the charts!
Seven men gave their souls to Death more than two thousand years ago for a chance for vengeance after betrayals. They are called Reapers. They are judge, jury and executioners that enforce  justice among the Fae, Light and Dark. They have rules that they must follow at all cost and the number one rule is no attachments and do not fall in love.
The Reapers find themselves hunted by an unknown enemy that throws them all off-balance and for the first time question all that they know.
They have orders to kill all the half Fae and it goes against everything in them to hurt an innocent.
Jordyn has always been drawn to the lore of the Fae, until it has become an obsession. When she lays eyes on Baylor, she knows he is something more. He stirs a longing in her she never imagined she could feel. Baylor has sworn to protect Jordyn at all cost, even if he has to defy Death. Having more than one night can only lead in disaster but his enemy has set his sights on her and Baylor will risk it all to keep her alive.
Edinburgh is not safe with all the unsolved murders and Dark Fae trying to take over Scotland and now the Reapers have their own deadly fight to survive.
This book can be read as a stand alone, and will make you want to read the other Series if you haven’t already! =)
Baylon was sitting on the steps outside the library watching the mortals when he saw her. She stood out amongst the humans like a star in the midnight sky.
Her beauty was undeniable, catching the attention of everyone around her – though she didn’t seem to notice. He liked the way her dark blond hair was cut short and trendy with it swept to the side in the front. A pixie cut, he thought he heard a human call it.
The mortal was tall and thin, with every curve just the right size. Her turquoise eyes were large, and there was a hint of innocence about them that drew him again and again.
She wore large earrings that brought more attention to her beautiful oval face. Her brows were thin and arched delicately over her eyes. When she smiled, she dazzled. Her lips were just wide and full enough to be alluring.
He’d laughed when he heard her mumble “jerk” to the man who hadn’t held the door for her.
He knew immediately that she had Fae blood. It wasn’t just her beauty. There was an air about her that was as distinctive as a beacon. And he was happy he found her before the others.
Baylon waited outside the library for another glimpse of her. She walked out a short time later carrying a large book. She was entranced by it. Several people had to walk around her because she wasn’t looking where she was going— she was too intent on reading.
He wanted to see what kind of book was so interesting. When he put himself in her path, he never expected to look down at a tome all about the Fae.
His shock was quickly replaced with a blinding and penetrating desire when they bumped into each other. Then she looked up at him.
He was completely taken by her, tumbling into incredible turquoise eyes.
If he didn’t speak, he was liable to do something stupid—like kiss her. His gaze lowered to her lips, an ache gripping him, begging him to take her. To taste her.
“Sorry,” she said.
Her Scots accent was soft and lilting. Beautiful, just as she was. What was it about this half-Fae that held him enthralled so? “Must be an interesting book.”
Her gaze slowly raked over him, heating his blood to such a degree that he fisted his hands to keep from touching her. Didn’t she realize she was playing with fire?
If her gaze wasn’t so guileless, Baylon would have suspected she was proficient in teasing a man to such a degree. But it was the need in her own eyes that made his cock instantly hard.
“It is.”
He glanced down at the page she was reading. “Fae, huh?”
“Research,” she said breathlessly.
Warning bells went off in Baylon’s head. Research? Did she know she had Fae blood? It was time he found out more about her. Besides, he was going to make sure none of the other Reapers found her.
“Good luck with your research.” He bowed his head and walked around her.
He then stopped and turned to watch her, wondering if she would look back at him. To his exasperation, she didn’t.



About the Author

Donna Grant is the New York Timesand USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.

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Passion Ignites
(Dark Kings Series, #7)
by Donna Grant

He consumed her with that kiss, leaving no question that whatever was happening between them was meant to be—that it had always been meant to be…HE LOVES FOR ETERNITYThorn is the bad boy of the Dragon Kings, a gorgeous, reckless warrior whose passions run wild and fury knows no bounds. When he sees the brave, beautiful Lexi being lured into the Dark Fae’s trap, he has no choice but to rescue her from a fate worse than death. But by saving this tempting mortal, he exposes himself to his fiercest enemy—and darkest desires. As the war between Dragons and Fae heats up, so does the passion between Lexi and Thorn. And when love is a battlefield, the heart takes no prisoners…


Lexi is on a mission of justice. Every day, she searches for the monster who murdered her friend. Every night, she hides in the shadows and plots her revenge. But the man she seeks is more dangerous than she ever imagined. He is one of the Dark Fae who preys on human life, who uses his unearthly power to seduce the innocent, and who is setting a trap just for her. Nothing can save Lexi from a creature like this—except the one man who’s been watching her every move…

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Passion Ignites is Donna Grant at her finest! I loved, loved, loved it!!! There is constant action and you will not want to put this book down because you will be dying to know what happens on the next page! The intoxicating tale she weaves of love and lust are filled with heart pounding action and will for sure keep you on the edge of your seat! I swear each book just keeps getting better! 
The world as the Dragon Kings know it is changing drastically and they are in an all out war with the Dark Fae. As they fight to keep their secrets, their enemy is right on their heels with more chaos.
While on vacation Lexi witnesses one of her best friends murdered by a man with red eyes. The police think she is crazy, so she seeks vengeance on her own. She is exhausted from her hunt and not to mention way over her head but when a handsome stranger that makes her heart race, saves her multiply times. She is determined to find out what he knows. Thorn is secretly protecting the crazy but beautiful knife wielding American that has a penchant for stabbing him while she unknowingly stalks the Dark Fae. As they grow closer, Thorn agrees to help her get her revenge but is torn because of his past. He does not want to fail her. Or lose her. Lexi brings out desires he knows he should push away because to bring a mate in the middle of a war could be disastrous. He may try to fight his over whelming desires for her, but fate has other plans and so does his enemies.
Not only do you have the love story of Thorn and Lexi but all the side stories will leave you questioning so much! Just when you think you may have it figured out…. Donna throws in more to keep us on our toes! I have so many theories as to were the series will go next and I am counting down the days till the next book!!
The tide is turning, lines are blurred and retribution is coming. The world will never be the same.
The Reapers have returned!!



She looked at the stranger with his dark hair that hung to his shoulders and his brown eyes that were so dark they were nearly black.

He wasn’t as pretty as the Red Eyes, but his ruggedness, the sheer masculinity he exuded was hard to dismiss. In fact, it was difficult for her to look away from him.

How could a man appear sensitive and ferocious at the same time? And yet, he did. Lexi had the insane urge to rest her head on his chest. A black shirt was stretched tight over his hard muscles.

She had to look up at him he was so tall. Lexi frowned as she noticed his incredibly long, dark eyelashes. Then she made the mistake of looking down.

He had a mouth that made her dream of spending hours kissing him. His lips were wide and captivating. Perhaps it was the effects the Red Eyes had on her that made her look at him with such longing.

But she had a suspicion that the stranger was always charming and fascinating. She’d noticed it the first time. Only she had refused to acknowledge it. This time, she couldn’t help herself.

His gaze watched her as if he were waiting for her to come to a conclusion. Her time in Edinburgh had proven that she couldn’t trust anyone. Handsome or not, strangers were enemies.

“I’m just trying to help,” he said and took a step toward her.

Lexi had turned her head to the second man right before then. She was so wound up that she reacted before she thought twice about it and stabbed him.

“Dammit,” he said between clenched teeth. His fingers tightened around her wrist.

“Stop doing that.”

Lexi blinked in confusion. He acted as if she’d actually hit her target. That couldn’t be right. He would’ve reacted with pain, not stood there as if nothing had happened.

She glanced down at her knife and felt as if she had been knocked flat on her back. There was blood on the blade. Her gaze jerked to his left side where she saw a dark, wet stain on his sweater.

Lexi took a step back, suddenly more afraid than she had been before. “Leave me alone,” she said and held up the knife.

“I would, lass, if you would but come to your senses and stop following the Dark around.”


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Donna Grant is the New York Timesand USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.

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Soul-Scorched-Part-4It’s the final serial – SOUL SCORCHED Part 4!! The breathtaking conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Donna Grant’s Dark Kings e-series! Her power is a blessing. His passion is a curse. Now it’s up to Warrick to do whatever it takes to keep the woman who sets his soul on fire safe. But being Darcy’s protector comes with a cost: The future of his entire race. Is his desperate longing for one woman worth the risk of losing everything…for eternity?

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324c7-my2breview WOW! I am speechless! Just when you think you got it figured out Donna throws us for a loop! Everything we think we know of the Dragon Kings is changing. Darcy doesn’t know who to trust. All the people at Dreagan look at her as the enemy. Now realizing how evil Ulrik has been she doesn’t blame them. She helped release a terrible evil on the world. Warrick seems to see her differently. When they are together he makes her forget but she is unsure of how they can be more when all his friends look at her with distrust. Warrick is torn. He has never wanted a mate. Until Darcy. He doesn’t care what she did in the past, he knows she is not in league with their enemies. As more trouble brews, Warrick will have to do something he never dreamed he’d have to do. Protect her from one of their own. He may be too late to save her. cooltext1129330157 11046369_10153309113200700_3692275093420452988_n a70a2-meet2bthe2bauthor donna_grant_newDonna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae. She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding. Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.

Shards Of Hope ~ Nalini Singh ~ Review ~ June 2, 2015



Book 14: the Psy/Changeling series

The “smoldering heat, epic romance, and awesome action”* of Nalini Singh’s New York Times bestselling series continues as two Arrows find themselves caught in a chilling conspiracy that spans all three races…

Awakening wounded in a darkened cell, their psychic abilities blocked, Aden and Zaira know they must escape. But when the lethal soldiers break free from their mysterious prison, they find themselves in a harsh, inhospitable landscape far from civilization. Their only hope for survival is to make it to the hidden home of a predatory changeling pack that doesn’t welcome outsiders.

And they must survive. A shadowy enemy has put a target on the back of the Arrow squad, an enemy that cannot be permitted to succeed in its deadly campaign. Aden will cross any line to keep his people safe for this new future, where even an assassin might have hope of a life beyond blood and death and pain. Zaira has no such hope. She knows she’s too damaged to return from the abyss. Her driving goal is to protect Aden, protect the only person who has ever come back for her no matter what.

This time, even Aden’s passionate determination may not be enough—because the emotionless chill of Silence existed for a reason. For the violent, and the insane, and the irreparably broken…like Zaira.

*Jaci Burton, New York Times bestselling author

This book turned me inside out! Nalini Singh is unsurpassed in her story telling and the unique world she has created is one of a kind. It is filled with so much action it will keep you reading late into the night. After all that Aden and Zaira have endured, this is their time. To see the beauty of their love unfold and all the firsts that come with it was just heart melting.
We also meet some new characters that I am dying to know more about! I love how this series keeps getting better and hotter!

Aden is the chosen leader of the lethal Arrow squad. A force to be reckoned with, but many doubt his strength and ability to lead. Aden has always worked in the shadows and earned the loyalty of his team mates. After the fall of Silence and the former leader of the Arrows that prided himself on his cruelty, the world as the Psy know it has changed. As Arrows they were tortured and trained to be cold and emotionless assassins. For the first time in their lives they can be more. Aden believes in a better future for his people. One where their young are brought up nurtured and for them to know that there is more to life than the endless pain of their conditioning. Unfortunately, there are some that are set in the old ways and wants the world to believe the Arrows are the monsters they all fear and that they can not adapt into society.
Zaira has always known Aden was special. That he was destined to do great things. He is the future and her horrid past would just hold him back. She believes herself damaged … Broken.
With her shields weakening since the fall of Silence, Aden unleashes all these deadly desires and emotions in her, she never knew she could feel.
Aden has always made a place for Zaira at his side. Zaria knows one thing that is certain. She will protect him from harm and give her life for his, but she must also protect him from herself. If she takes what Aden has freely offered like she longs to do, with her dangerously possessive ways she knows she will never let him go. Her tragic and tortured past holds so much rage she fears what could happen if she was to ever truly embrace emotion. She fears becoming one of the psychopathic killers that she herself has hunted for years. Aden refuses to let go of Zaria and is determined to fight for his chance at a normal life with the women that he loves.
Captured and on the run from a deadly enemy that is seeking to destroy the already fragile alliances between the Human, Psy and Changeling Packs. Aden is determined to prove to his people and to the world that they are more than the brutal killers they were bred to be.
The journey may be hard and long but he knows if he can have Zaira by his side it will finally be possible.

It was heart wrenching to see the Arrows come together for the future of their children. To step out of their comfort zone and embrace life for the first time. This spellbinding book will capture your heart and leave you counting down the days until the next one!




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Aden woke on a cold, hard floor, his head throbbing. Another man might have hissed out a breath, might have groaned, but Aden’s training was so ingrained that his sole response was to lift his lashes a bare sliver, only fully opening his eyes once he realized he was surrounded by darkness. He wasn’t, however, alone. He could hear breathing—quiet but jagged. As if the other person was trying to maintain silence, was unable to do so for reasons Aden couldn’t yet identify.

Remaining exactly where he was, he scanned outward with his telepathic senses . . . and had to capture a scream before it traveled to his vocal cords. The pain was blinding, the agony leaving his vision white. Controlling his breathing and his body through sheer strength of will, he fisted his hand, gritted his teeth, and made a second attempt, this time to reach the PsyNet, the sprawling psychic network that connected all Psy in the world but for the renegades. A Net connection would give him a viable way to alert the squad about his capture.

The backlash of pain almost led to a blackout.

Quietly lifting his arm when he could function again, white spots burning in his vision, he reached to the back of his head and the center of the starburst of pain. He expected to find blood-matted hair that denoted a cracked skull. What he discovered instead was a raised bump close to the lowest part of his skull, near the area that housed the cerebellum and beyond it, the brain stem. No, it wasn’t a bump but a scar—it shouldn’t have been there and it still felt tender.

That wasn’t the only anomaly. From the dryness in his throat and the stiffness of his limbs, Aden calculated that he must’ve been unconscious for hours. Long enough for the squad to realize he was missing and to locate him. Vasic alone should’ve been able to accomplish that. Except it appeared even the best teleporter in the Net hadn’t been able to lock on to his face, using it as an anchor to get to him.

The only other times Vasic had failed to lock on to people was when those individuals had created complex shields designed specifically to thwart teleporters capable of locking on to people rather than simply places, or if the individual concerned didn’t know his or her own identity—such as those whose minds were broken.

Aden’s mind was whole, but whatever it was that had been done to his brain via the barely healed incision he’d discovered, it had screwed up his psychic wiring. Vasic’s absence told Aden his psychic signature must’ve also been affected on a deep level. He knew of no surgical technique—or technology—that could achieve that aim without a full psychic brainwipe, but he didn’t make the mistake of thinking he knew everything.

He ran a mental checklist of his body and the items on it. All his weapons were gone, as were his belt and his boots. Whoever was behind this had been thorough.

Having maintained an ear on the other person breathing in the room, he crawled silently toward the rasp of sound. His cellmate hadn’t moved the entire time, and there was something in the unsteady rhythm of the breathing that had him certain the individual was hurt. With his eyes having adapted to darkness ameliorated only by a thin edge of light that came in under what must be a door, he could see that his cellmate’s body lay in a corner of the windowless room—as if it had been thrown there. That body was small and with the wrong proportions to be a man. Either a child or a woman.

Close enough now to see the curve of her hip, the fine line of her jaw, he realized it was a woman. A woman who smelled of blood. He moved his hand to her face, brushed away the dark curls that were impossibly soft . . . and found his wrist gripped in a punishing hold. “Move and I’ll rip out your throat.”

“Zaira,” he said in the same low whisper she’d used. “It’s—”

“Aden.” She released his wrist. “I’m injured.”

“How bad?”

“I was shot.” Taking his hand, she placed it on the viscous stickiness above her stomach, her thin but should-have-been-bulletproof top soaked with blood and her lightweight body armor missing. “It passed through the left side of my abdomen.”

Aden might not have any equipment or supplies, but he was still a trained field medic. “Do you have any source of light on you?” It was possible their captors had overlooked something.

“Negative. No tools or weapons. They even took my boots.”

He shifted so close to Zaira that, under any normal circumstances, he would’ve been invading her personal space. When he pushed up the long-sleeved black top that hugged her body, she didn’t protest. Her skin was clammy under his touch, and though he felt the edges of a bandage, it had clearly been an inexpert job—blood had soaked through, was continuing to do so. “I need to touch your skull.”

“No need. I’ve been cut, something done to my brain. I’m psychically blind. Any attempt to use those abilities results in extreme pain.” She took a shallow breath. “Since rescue hasn’t arrived, I’m assuming you’re in the same position.”

“Yes.” He checked her head wound to make certain it wasn’t bleeding, too, discovered a roughly sealed incision identical to his own. Their unknown captors had the technology to do brain surgery advanced enough to block psychic abilities, yet they’d left Zaira badly hurt and in pain? “They want you weak.”

“Yes.” Her next words were so quiet he heard them only because he was close enough to feel the soft warmth of her exhale. “I didn’t know it was you, but now that I do, I think our captors plan to use me to break you. One entered the room earlier, said, ‘He’ll talk or we hurt her,’ to another individual.”

“Arrows aren’t so easy to break.”

“And you aren’t fully Silent, Aden. You never have been.” Another strained breath. “Everyone in the squad knows that—now someone outside the squad has figured it out.”

Aden decided he would correct her about his Silence later. “Conserve your strength. I need to be able to count on you when we escape.” There was no “if.” They would escape.

“If you can get me a weapon,” Zaira said, “I’ll cover you as you go. I’m weak, will slow you down. You’ll do better on your own.” She said that as if it was a simple fact, as if she wasn’t talking about the end of her own life.

Leaning in until their noses almost touched, until she could see his eyes as he could see the jet-black darkness of hers, he said, “I don’t leave my people behind.” He knew what it was to be left behind, and though it had been done for the best of reasons it had marked him on a primal level. “We’ll go together.”

“You’re being irrational.”

It was a complaint he’d heard multiple times from her. And not because her own Silence was flawless.

The truth was that Zaira had never needed Silence. What had been done to her in childhood had caused her to retreat deep into her psyche, shoving her emotions into a dark hole in a bid to survive. In their place had grown an iron will and a harshly practical mind. Silence had only ever been a tool she used to create a civilized shell.

Without it, she was close to feral but no less ruthless, her brain having learned long ago to put survival above all else.

It made her the perfect soldier.

Some would say it also made her a psychopath, but they didn’t understand—unlike a psychopath, Zaira had the capacity to feel the full range of emotions. That capacity was in permanent cold storage, but it gave her a conscience regardless. It also gave her the capacity for unflinching loyalty: because Zaira’s violent survival instincts didn’t always equal her own survival. She’d already walked into the path of a hail of bullets aimed at him during an operation three years before, had barely survived her injuries. He wasn’t about to allow her to sacrifice herself for him again.

“You should’ve toppled me from the leadership years ago,” he said as he moved to lift up the bandage, see what he could make out of the wound. “My irrationality where my people are concerned is apt to continue.”

“I thought about it, but I don’t have the patience for politics.”

He knew that despite her icy words, Zaira would take down anyone who challenged his right to lead the squad. For him to lose her loyalty, he’d have to do something so horrific, he couldn’t even imagine what it might be. “How were you shot?” he asked, wiping away the memories of how close to death she’d come the last time. “How many hits?”

“One,” Zaira replied. “They came for me while I was some distance from the Venice compound. Five men. I blasted a telepathic request for assistance but no one made it to me in time.”

“How many did you kill?”

“Three. Fourth injured. Fifth would be dead, too, if he hadn’t made the shot.”

Five men against a very small woman and she’d nearly defeated them. Deadly and smart, she was one of Aden’s top people for a reason. Now her breathing grew harsher as he checked the edges of her wound by touch. “Must be a new bullet designed to penetrate our armor,” she said through what sounded like gritted teeth.

“Is this top made of the new material developed by Krychek’s company?” The thin and fabriclike innovation was meant to be as effective as much heavier body armor.

“No. I put myself low on the priority list—others on the frontline needed it more.”

Pressing the pads of his fingers on different parts of her abdomen, he asked her to tell him what hurt and what didn’t, and stumbled upon an unbandaged wound on her side. “I’m fairly certain the abdomen wound is the exit site,” he said after investigating it as carefully as he could, “but there are signs the bullet ricocheted inside you before it left your body.” Causing internal damage he couldn’t determine without a scanner. “Are you coughing up blood?”


“That’s good.” Her abdomen was also not swollen or tense. “If there is internal bleeding, it’s not severe yet.” Pressing the bandage back into place, he pulled down her top, then shrugged off the leather jacket he was still wearing and got her into it. It was too big on her, and he rolled up the sleeves before she could ask him—Zaira would not want her hands hindered in case of a fight.

That done, he stripped off his T-shirt and, tearing it using brute force, managed to make wadding for the entry wound on her side. If he’d been wearing his uniform top, this would’ve been impossible, that material designed not to tear. It was as well he’d been in civilian dress except for his combat pants. Knotting together strips of fabric, he got it around her waist and tied the wadding into place. It’d provide some pressure at least, help stem the bleeding. “Too tight?”

A shake of her head.

“I’m going to try to stop the bleeding.” He had minor M abilities that meant he could seal some wounds, though he had no capacity to see inside a body to gauge injury.

“No,” Zaira said when he would’ve touched his hands to her skin. “That sucks energy. Save it. We’ll need it to get out of here.”

He didn’t like leaving her hurting and in pain, but she was right: he was a trained field surgeon and medic because his ability was so limited. It was useful when he had healthy backup, but it became a liability in a combat situation. Far better for him to rely on his skills. “Warn me if you’re about to lose consciousness,” he said before he realized a grim truth. “I need to test if my M abilities even work.” No matter if it was about healing the body, not the mind, it still required a psychic energy burn.

Pain was a hot poker down his spine, his vision blurred for over a half minute.

“No?” Zaira said softly.

“No,” he confirmed. All their psychic abilities were out of reach.

Tugging her top back down again over the makeshift bandage he’d created, he put his lips right against her ear, one of her curls brushing his nose. “How long will you last?” He was well aware that though her injury was bad, she wasn’t as frail as she’d made herself appear.

“Seven minutes at full capacity, but that capacity has been halved by the wound and the shock from the blood loss.”

That still made her a hundred times deadlier than most people on the planet. “We wait for a chance. My signal.”

“Agreed,” she said, just as there was a rattling sound.

Leaving Zaira on the floor in her guise of a small, weak, wounded creature, he rose to his feet. The light that poured into the room was dim, but it told him multiple things.

This room had no other exits and was created of hard plascrete.

There was a corridor outside, but no sounds of machinery—even the hum of background technology or traffic—invaded the room.

Either they were far from civilization or the plascrete was well insulated.

The heavily muscled man in the doorway was dressed in camouflage pants, a jacket of the same mottled shade, and black combat boots. He stood like a special ops soldier . . . stood like an Arrow.

Aden ignored the male’s masked face and took in his height, his body weight, his musculature, ran it against his mental database of Arrows. No match. He and Zaira hadn’t been betrayed from the inside, but this man was a high-level soldier. Black ops most likely.

He carried a weapon.

That was his weakness. He thought the weapon made him invulnerable.

Pointing that weapon at Aden, the male said, “Sit.”

Aden had noted the dented metal chair in the center of the cell at the same time that he noted the plascrete; he’d also weighed up its value as a weapon. Still calculating his options, he walked to the chair, took the seat. “If you’re intending to interrogate me,” he said, confirming the presence of another guard outside when that guard’s shadow hit the opposite wall, “you should know Arrows are trained to die rather than break.”

“Oh, you’ll talk. I have plenty of time and everyone has a breaking point.” Cold words. “From what I hear, Arrows are nothing if not loyal. This one—she means something to you.” Having walked into the room, he kicked Zaira’s body.



I was born in Fiji and raised in New Zealand. I also spent three years living and working in Japan, during which time I took the chance to travel around Asia. I’m back in New Zealand now, but I’m always plotting new trips. If you’d like to see some of my travel snapshots, have a look at the Travel Diary page (updated frequently).

So far, I’ve worked as a lawyer, a librarian, a candy factory general hand, a bank temp and an English teacher and not necessarily in that order. Some might call that inconsistency but I call it grist for the writer’s mill.

I’ve been writing as long as I can remember and all of my stories always held a thread of romance (even when I was writing about a prince who could shoot lasers out of his eyes). I love creating unique characters, love giving them happy endings and I even love the voices in my head. There’s no other job I would rather be doing. In September 2002, when I got the call that Silhouette Desire wanted to buy my first book, Desert Warrior, it was a dream come true. I hope to continue living the dream until I keel over of old age on my keyboard.


Night’s Blaze ~ Happy Release Day to Donna Grant ~ Dragon Kings!


Nights-Blaze-168x279That one simple kiss slayed him as nothing in his very, very long life had ever done. It physically hurt him to release her and turn his back on everything she offered, but it was for the best.


The Rhys who has existed for centuries is gone. Stripped of his ability to shift forms, Rhys can no longer embody the majestic, powerful dragon he was at birth. Cut off from his heritage by one of his own, this Dragon King must remain a man, haunted by demons who torment his every waking moment. The darkness would swallow him whole…except a woman so beautiful and haunted becomes the one beam of light in his world…


Lily Ross is taking the first step in building a new life for herself. Still reeling from a relationship that nearly broke her spirit, Lily is wary of her attraction to brawny, brooding Rhys. The passion burning so brightly between them is a potent temptation, but any entanglement is destined to end in disaster. Yet when a spectre from Lily’s past threatens their growing bond, Rhys is forced to choose with his heart, or lose this woman who has become his one chance at salvation…


Are you ready to drown in the sensual seduction that is the Dragon Kings! If so Rhys and Lily’s heart stopping, gut wrenching journey will take you on one hell of a ride and leave you panting for more. I have counted down the days for this one and believe me you will love this book! Get ready to fall in love with one irresistible Dragon King.
Lily and Rhys are fantastic!
I love Lily! She is a strong women on the brink of something far greater than her troubled past. With the help of one devastatingly handsome dragon she will find the confidence and passion she needs to have the life she has run from for years.
Lily has felt an overwhelming connection to Rhys since she first came to work at Dreagan. The only thing is that playful and carefree Rhys always has a different beautiful women on his arm, so Lily has resigned herself to longing from afar. Until Rhys completely shocks her by kissing her like she has never been kissed before. Her fear of the past has kept her from living her life and is threatening her growing love for Rhys. Since Rhys’s disappearance, she can tell something in him has changed. He looks to be carrying the world on his shoulders. He is not the same as he was, he is … Darker.
Rhys after being injured and having lost his ability to shift to his true form is feeling angry yet useless in the fight to uncover the enemies trying to expose all at Dreagan. As he spends more time with Lily, he discovers there is a lot more to the women than her baggy clothes and shyness than meets the eye. For the first time in all his years on earth he has never felt more alive than when Lily is in his arms. Even having lost a core piece of himself, Lily is slowly filling in the pieces.
After fighting his desire for so long to be with Lily and wanting to claim her as his mate, Rhys is finally ready to make her his but it may be too late as the past comes back to haunt them all.
So many Twist and Turns! New Enemies! Old Enemies! So much is going on at Dreagan! We learn the answers to some secrets and find more we are dying to know! Donna is one talented lady and sure knows how to keeps us on our toes! Can’t wait for more!
I received an ARC for an honest review.




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donna_grant_newDonna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.


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*Happy Release Day* Hot Blooded By Donna Grant! Review & Giveaway!




The Dark Kings must battle to preserve their dragon magic. But can one warrior fight his greatest desires?


His name is Laith. To most, he’s known as the owner of a local pub near Dreagan. But little do his patrons know that beneath his red-hot exterior lies the heart, soul, and cravings of a Dragon King—one who wields control by keeping his friends close and his enemies, just across the border, closer. Until a mysterious and seductive stranger enters the picture, and sets his whole world off course…


Iona is a woman with a mission: To discover the deep, dark truth about her heritage. She has returned to Scotland only to learn that she’s part of an ancient pact with Dreagan—one that will threaten the fragile peace with the Dragon Kings. Gorgeous, sly Iona isn’t like anyone Laith has ever met before…and she harbors a secret that others would kill to possess. Will she complete him—or destroy him? Passion always comes at a cost. Iona’s: priceless…

04926-reviewmabw22Another Great Addition to the Dragon King Series by the Talented Donna Grant!This series is sexy, sinful and addictive. I’ve never been to Scotland but I’ve felt like I have and definitely want to go after reading about Dreagan. This book will leave you up late into the night and longing for the next one. 
I was hooked from the first time I read The Dark Sword Series and then came The Dark Warriors and they truly just keep getting better! The Dragon Kings are one of a kind! Also, it’s always great to hear a little more about the Warriors and what’s happening in their lives. Those men are not to be tamed and are still fighting for all that is right and good!

Iona is independent and used to being alone. She also does not believe in love. She is never in one place for long and that’s just how she likes it, however she is about to discover that her past is not as it seemed. For years she believed one thing to find out that she had it completely wrong and has lost time she can never get back. As she discovers her heritage, she also realizes that there is more to life .When she lays eyes on Laith, for the first time she wants to stay and experience the passion that burns between them even if it can’t possibly last forever.

Laith is content with his life by doing his part of protecting the secrets of Dreagan and running his Pub. He has seen many of the other Dragon Kings find their mates and he believes he wants no part of it but what Iona makes him feel is indescribable. He longs for more time with her but is also afraid of how to tell her the dangerous secret that her family has held for centuries and could destroy all that they hold dear at Dreagan if found by their enemies. With danger lurking and the Dragons on the brink of war with old and also unknown enemies, they will have to stay one step ahead or they could lose it all. Trust is not easily earned when the Kings have so much at stake. Can Laith and Iona’s love conquer all? Not if their enemies have anything to say about it.






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donna_grant_newDonna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than forty novels and novellas spanning multiple genres of romance.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Her childhood dream was to become a professional ballet dancer and study under the amazing Mikhail Baryshnikov. Though she never got to meet Baryshnikov, she did make it to New York City and performed in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later, Donna’s love of the romance genre and the constant stories running through her head prompted her to sit down and write her first book. Once that book was completed, there was no turning back.

Donna sold her first book in November 2005 while displaced from Hurricane Rita, a storm that destroyed portions of the Texas Gulf Coast. Since then, Donna has sold novels and novellas to both electronic and print publishers. Her books include several complete series such as Druids Glen, The Shields, Royal Chronicles, Sisters of Magic, Dark Sword, Dark Warriors, and her new series, Dark Kings.

Despite the deadlines and her voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two young children, four cats, three fish, and one long haired Chihuahua. She’s blessed with a proud, supportive husband who loves to read and travel as much as she does.


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Dark Blood by Christine Feehan ~ ARC Review & Giveaway!


The fates of a warrior reborn and a seductive Dragonseeker are irrevocably entwined in the new Carpathian novel by #1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan,”the queen of paranormal romance” (J. R. Ward).

At long last you are truly back with us…

Zev Hunter was an elite warrior, a dark-blood dealer of death to rogue Lycans who preyed on mankind. He was a loner, never given to personal attachments, and damned fierce at his job. But Zev begins to question his past and his purpose when he awakens in the darkness of the sacred cave of warriors — and is soothed back to consciousness by the sensuously familiar voice of one woman, the woman who has haunted his fantasies for centuries. She was Branislava, member of the Dragonseeker clan…

Mother Earth called the ancients to witness your rebirth…

For this half-mage, half-Carpathian temptress, the ritual of awakening Zev to the council of warriors was the only way to save him. Locked away for his own protection, the time has now come for his rebirth, for his blood to stir with that of the ancient warriors before him. He has been assured by Branislava that their fates are entwined, that their spirits are woven together for eternity and that his new purpose in life is beyond imagining.

Now, with a blood-sworn vow of honor, mercy and endurance, and under the influence of a siren as bewitching as Branislava, Zev begins to wonder what his purpose is, what it means for the future of the Carpathians and what it is about his rebirth that he has to fear…

Release Date: September 2, 2014
Number of Pages: 432 pages
Publisher: Berkley Hardcover
Language: English
ISBN: 978-0349403168


Dark Blood is a delightful addition to the spellbinding and evocative Dark Series. No one writes paranormal romance like Christine Feehan. She is truly an amazing author and just keeps coming up with terrific story lines. I just could not put this book down. It will keep you on the edge of your seat and you will not want it to end. I was entranced from start to finish. I have always found it so easy to get lost in her books because she pays such close attention to detail it feels like I am right there beside her characters. I would recommend this series all day long!

The alliance between the Carpathians and the Lycans is fragile. If they can not come to an agreement war is emanate. As old enemies surfaces, they are all in for the fight of their lives against an enemy that is beyond evil.

Zev has sworn an oath to protect his people the Lycans. Always alone and always fighting for his kind. Until he lays eyes on Branislava of the Dragonseekers. For the first time he longs for more. Branislava and her sister Tatijana spent most of their lives tortured and trapped in ice in the form of dragons in their father the High Mage Xavier’s ice cave. After being rescued years earlier she never expected to find her lifemate. She longed to be free for centuries but all that changes when she meets Zev Hunter. He awakens dreams and desires in her she thought she would never have. Together they both find a fiery passion and love that will last a life time if only they can survive the coming storm headed their way.
Zev is an elite hunter and has always respected his leaders, followed their orders and never doubted the judgements met out until now. He is torn between loyalty to his kind but knowing that they are wrong and are resistance to change. Zev was on the brink of death when Bronnie tied her soul to his and he is now a Carpathian-Lycan mix blood. He is a Guardian not the evil and deadly Sange rau as the Lycans want to believe. As things from the past collide with the future they all must come together for the battle of a lifetime. Zev finds out that there is more to his past than he could ever begin to imagine. Bronnie and Tatijana will face their darkest fears and the greatest evil there will ever be.





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#1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan has over 40 novels published, including four series. Each of her four series has hit #1 on the NY Times. Her debut novel Dark Prince received 3 of the 9 Paranormal Excellence Awards in Romantic Literature for 1999. Since then she has been published by Leisure Books, Pocket Books, and currently is writing for Berkley/Jove. She also has earned 7 more PEARL awards.

She is pleased to have made numerous bestseller lists including the New York Times, Publishers Weekly, USA Today, Bookscan, B. Daltons, Amazon, Barnes and Nobles, Waldenbooks, Ingrams, Borders, Rhapsody Book Club, Washington Post, and Walmart. She has received numerous honors throughout her career including being a nominee for the RWA’s RITA. She has received a Career Achievement Award from Romantic Times and the Borders 2008 Lifetime Achievement Award.

She has been published in multiple languages and in many formats, including large print, palm pilot, e-book, and hardcover. In October of 2007 her first manga comic, Dark Hunger was released in stores. This was the first ever manga comic released by Berkley Publishing and it made #11 on Publisher’s Weekly Bestseller’s List. Her ground-breaking book trailer commercials have been shown on TV and in the movie theaters. She has been featured on local TV, appeared on the The Montel Williams Show, and her book Dark Legend was featured on the cover of Romantic Times Magazine.

Christine Feehan has also appeared at numerous writers’ conventions and book signings including: Romantic Times Convention, Get Caught Reading at Sea Cruise, Celebrate Romance Conference, Emerald City Conference, and numerous Romance Writers of America Conferences.







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