By Lara Adrian
Book nine within the big apple occasions and number 1 across the world bestselling hour of darkness Breed vampire romance series
DELIVERED FROM THE DARKNESS, a lady unearths HERSELF PLUNGED right into a ardour that's DEEPER THAN MIDNIGHT.
At eighteen, Corinne Bishop was once a stunning, lively younger girl residing a lifetime of privilege because the followed daughter of a prosperous relations. Her international replaced directly whilst she was once stolen away and held prisoner through the malevolent vampire Dragos. After decades of captivity and torment, Corinne is rescued by way of the Order, a cadre of vampire warriors embroiled in a struggle opposed to Dragos and his fans. Her innocence taken, Corinne has misplaced a bit of her middle as well--the something that gave her desire in the course of her imprisonment, and the one factor that issues to her now that she is free.
Assigned to guard Corinne on her journey house is a powerful golden-eyed Breed male referred to as Hunter. as soon as Dragos's most dangerous murderer, Hunter now works for the Order, and he's hell-bent on making Dragos pay for his manifold sins. Bonded to Corinne by way of their mutual hope, Hunter must make a decision how some distance he'll visit finish Dragos's reign of evil--even if undertaking his project capacity shattering Corinne's soft heart.
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There were a few half-hearted shoppers, and people of all races sitting on scattered boulders, reading, eating, scratching at the dry dirt, and contemplating the bones above them. The Ribs rose from the earth at the edges of the empty ground. Leviathan shards of yellowing ivory thicker than the oldest trees exploded out of the ground, bursting away from each other, sweeping up in a curved ascent until, more than a hundred feet above the earth, looming now over the roofs of the surrounding houses, they curled sharply back towards each other.
And that great inscrutable bird face gazed down at Isaac with what looked like imperiosity. Its sharply curved beak was something between a kestrel’s and an owl’s. Sleek feathers faded subtly from ochre to dun to dappled brown. Deep black eyes stared at his own, the iris only a fine mottling at the very edge of the dark. Those eyes were set in orbits which gave the garuda face a permanent sneer, a proud furrow. And looming over the garuda’s head, covered in the rough sackcloth it clasped about itself, projected the unmistakable shapes of its huge furled wings, promontories of feather and skin and bone that extended two feet or more from its shoulders and curved elegantly towards each other.
She entered. Filing cabinets and bookshelves filled most of the small room. There was a small, traditional oil painting of Iron Bay on one wall. Behind a large darkwood desk was a folding screen illustrated with silhouettes of fish, a large version of the screens behind which artists’ models changed. In the centre of the screen, one fish was rendered in mirrored glass, giving Lin a view of herself. Lin hovered uncertainly in front of the screen. “Sit, sit,” said a quiet voice from behind it. Lin pulled up the chair in front of the desk.