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Friday, April 11, 2014

Book Review: Night Pleasures by Sherrilyn Kenyon




Night Pleasures (Dark-Hunter #1) by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Genre: Adult Fiction(Paranormal Romance) 18+
Date Published: September 15, 2009
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

The Dark-Hunters are ancient warriors who have sworn to protect mankind and the fate of the world is in their hands. . .

 He is solitude. He is darkness. He is the ruler of the night. Yet Kyrian of Thrace has just woken up handcuffed to his worst nightmare: An accountant. Worse, she's being hunted by one of the most lethal vampires out there. And if Amanda Devereaux goes down, then he does too. But it's not just their lives that are hanging in the balance.  Kyrian and Amanda are all that stands between humanity and oblivion. Let's hope they win.

Night Pleasures is the first book in the Dark-Hunter Series by Sherrilyn Kenyon. Friends have been telling me for a couple years now that I need to read this series. Well guys, I finally read the first book! I didn't know if this was going to be my cup of tea. I guess that's why I put it off for so long, but I really enjoyed it. The romance sure was steamy, but I didn't feel dirty after reading it. It was sensual and classy. Amanda was a spunky little thing. I really liked how she could be scared in a situation, but it didn't stop her from running her mouth. She's not afraid to love. On the other hand, Kyrian wanted to be loved, but he was afraid of it. And rightly so, the poor guy has had it rough in the love department. Kyrian had it all. He not only smoldered on the pages, but he had a great sense of humor. It was that humor that really hooked me.

Night Pleasures mixed Vampires with Greek Mythology. I don't think that's something I've seen before in fiction, but I have to say, they mix well. There is a whole new world created in this series, with all different kinds of hunters and creatures. It made for an interesting read. My friends were right. I really need to read this series, and I plan to do just that.


“I say we should stake him to an ant hill and throw little pickles at him.”

Amanda Devereaux laughed at Selena’s suggestion. Leave it to her big sister to make her laugh, no matter the tragedy. Which was exactly what had her sitting at Selena’s tarot card and palm reading table in Jackson Square on a cold Sunday afternoon, instead of lying in bed with the covers pulled over her head.

Still smiling at the thought of a million ants biting Cliff’s pasty, dough-boy body, Amanda glanced around at the tourists who were thronging the New Orleans landmark even on this drab November day. The smell of warm chicory coffee and beignets floated from the Cafe Du Monde across the street, while cars zoomed past a few feet away. The clouds and the sky were an eerie gray that matched Amanda’s dour mood.

Most of the Jackson Square peddlers didn’t bother setting up booths during the winter season, but her sister Selena considered her psychic stand as much a New Orleans treasure as the St. Louis Cathedral behind them.

And what a treasure Selena’s stand was…

The cheap card table was disguised by a thick purple cloth their mother had sewn with “special” incantations known only to their family.

Madam Selene, the Moon Mistress, as Selena was known, sat behind it wearing a free-flowing green suede skirt, purple knit sweater and a large black and silver overcoat.

Her sister’s strange outfit was quite a contrast to Amanda’s faded jeans, pink cable-knit sweater, and tan ski jacket. But then Amanda had always preferred to dress in an understated way. Unlike her flamboyant family, she hated to stand out. She much preferred to blend into the background.

“I’m through with men,” Amanda said. “Cliff was the last stop on the bus to nowhere. I’m tired of wasting my time and energy on them. From now on, I’m going to focus all my attention on accounting.”

Selena curled her lips in distaste as she shuffled her tarot cards. “Accounting? Are you sure you’re not a changeling?”

Amanda gave a half-hearted laugh. “Actually, I’m sure I am a changeling. I just wish my real family would come claim me before it’s too late and some of the weirdness rubs off.”

Selena laughed at her while she set her tarot cards out in a game of psychic solitaire. “You know what your problem is?”

“I’m too straight-laced and uptight,” Amanda said, using the words her mother and eight older sisters most often applied to her.

“Well, yeah, that too. But I’m thinking you need to branch out with your tastes. Stop going after these tie-wearing, ho-hum, cry-to-my-mama-cause-I-have-no-life geeks. You, my baby sister, need a sexcapade with a man who can make your heart race. I’m talking truly reckless and wild.”

“Someone like Bill?” Amanda asked with a smile, thinking of Selena’s husband who was even more straight-laced than Amanda was.

Selena shook her head. “Oh no, that’s different. See, I’m the reckless and wild one who saves him from being boring. It’s why we’re perfect for each other. We balance. You have no balance. You and your boyfriends tip the scale way into Boredom City.”

“Hey, I like my men boring. They’re reliable, and you don’t have to worry about them having major testosterone moments. I’m a Beta girl, all the way.”

Selena snorted as she played with her cards. “Sounds to me like you need a few sessions with Grace.”

Amanda rolled her eyes. “Right, like I need dating advice from a Sex Therapist who married a Greek god. No thanks.” In spite of her words, Amanda really did like Grace Alexander. Unlike Selena’s usual crew of insane friends, Grace had always been grounded, and blessedly normal. “How’s she doing by the way?”

“Fine. Niklos started walking two days ago and now he’s into everything.”

Amanda smiled as she imagined the adorable blond toddler and his twin sister. She loved it when Grace and Julian let her babysit them. “When’s her new baby due?”

“March first.”

“I’ll bet they’re excited,” Amanda said, struck by a tiny a stab of jealousy. She’d always wanted a house full of kids, but at twenty-six her prospects appeared bleak. Especially since she couldn’t find any man willing to procreate with a woman whose entire family was certifiable.

“You know,” Selena said with that speculative look that made her cringe. “Julian has a brother who was cursed into a book, too. You could try—”

“Big, no thanks! Remember, I’m the one who hates all this paranormal junk. I want a nice, normal, human male, not some demon.”

“Priapus is a Greek god, not a demon.”

“Close enough in my book. Believe me, I had my fill while living at home with the nine of you casting spells and doing all that hocus-pocus. I want normality in my life.”

“Normality is boring.”

“Why don’t you try it before you knock it?”

Selena laughed. “One day, little sister, you’re going to have to accept the other half of your blood.”

Amanda disregarded her words as her thoughts turned back to her ex-fiancĂ©. She’d really thought Cliff was the one for her. A nice, quiet, average-looking Data Entry Clerk, he had been just her cup of tea.

Until he had met her family.

Ugh! For the last six months, she had put off introducing him to them, knowing what would happen. But he had insisted and last night she had finally caved.

Closing her eyes, Amanda winced at the memory of her twin sister, Tabitha, meeting him at the door all decked out in the Goth clothes she used for stalking the undead. The outfit came complete with a crossbow Tabitha just had to show him, and her entire collection of throwing stars. “This one is special. It can cleave the head off a vampire at three hundred yards.”

If that wasn’t bad enough, her mother, and three of her older sisters had been conjuring a protection spell for Tabitha in the kitchen.

But the absolute worst had come when Cliff had mistakenly drank from Tabitha’s cup which had been filled with her strength potion of curdled milk, tabasco sauce, egg yolks and tea leaves.

He had heaved for an hour.

Afterward, Cliff had driven her home. “I can’t marry a woman with a family like that,” he’d said as she handed her engagement ring back to him. “Good God, what if we had kids? Can you imagine what would happen if some of that rubbed off?”

Leaning her head back, Amanda could still kill her family for the embarrassment. Was it too much for them to be normal for one dinner?

Why, oh why couldn’t she have been born to a regular family where no one believed in ghosts, goblins, demons and witches?

Come to think of it, two of them still believed in Santa Claus!

How could her wonderfully normal father stand all their nonsense? He definitely deserved to be sainted for his patience.

“Hey guys!”

Amanda opened her eyes to see Tabitha approaching. Well now, isn’t this just peachy keen? What would happen next? Would a bus run her over?

The day just gets better and better.

She loved her identical twin, but not at this moment. At this moment, she wished very vile things on Tabitha’s head. Painful nasty things.

As usual, Tabitha was dressed all in black. Black leather pants, turtleneck and long black leather coat. Her thick, wavy dark auburn hair was pulled into a long pony-tail, and her pale blue eyes glowed. Tabitha’s cheeks were flushed and she had a chipper step.

Oh no, she was on a hunt!

Amanda sighed. How on earth could they have come from the same single egg?

Tabitha reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a scrap of paper, then placed it on the table in front of Selena. “I need your expertise. It’s Greek, isn’t it?”

Without answering the question, Selena set her cards aside, and looked the paper over. She frowned. “Where did you get this?”

“It was on a vampire we dusted last night. What does it say?”

“The Dark-Hunter is close. Desiderius must prepare.”

Tabitha put her hands in her pockets as she considered the words. “Any idea what that means?”

Selena shrugged as she handed the paper back to Tabitha. “I’ve never heard of either this Dark-Hunter or Desiderius.”

“Eric said the Dark-Hunter was a code-name for one of us. What do you think?” Tabitha asked.

Amanda had heard enough. Ye gods, how she hated it when they got on the whole vampire, demon, occult garbage. Why couldn’t they grow up and live in the regular world?

“Look,” Amanda said, rising. “I’ll catch you two later.”

Tabitha grabbed her hand as she started to walk off “Hey, you’re not still sore about Cliff, are you?”

“Of course, I am. I know you did all that on purpose.”

Completely unabashed about the fact she’d broken Amanda’s engagement, Tabitha released her hand. “We did it for your own good.”

“Oh yeah, right.” She beamed a false smile. “Thank you so much for watching out for me. Wanna poke my eye out while you’re at it, just for fun?”

“C’mon, Mandy,” Tabitha said with that cutesy face that made their Dad forgive her anything. It didn’t do anything to Amanda, except irritate her more. “You might not like what we do, but you do love us. And you can’t marry some uptight jerk who can’t accept what all of us are.”

“Us?” Amanda asked incredulously. “Don’t include me in the madness. I’m the one with the recessive normal genes. You guys are the ones—”

“Tabby!”

Amanda broke off as Tabitha’s Goth boyfriend ran up to them. Eric St. James was only an inch taller than the two of them, but since they were five feet ten, that wasn’t unusual. His short, black hair had a purple stripe in it and he wore it spiked. He would have been very cute if his nose wasn’t pierced, and if he would actually find and keep a full time job.

And lay off the vampire hunting. Sheez!

“Gary got a lead on that vamp pack,” Eric said to Tabitha. “We’re going to try and get the vampires before it gets dark. You ready?”

If Amanda rolled her eyes any harder back into her head, she’d go blind from it. “One day, you guys are going to inadvertently kill a human being acting this way. Remember that time you attacked the Anne Rice-Lestat reenactment group in the cemetery?”

Eric smirked at her. “No one was hurt, and the tourists loved it.”

Tabitha looked back at Selena. “Can you do some research for me, and see if you can find anything on this Desiderius and Dark-Hunter?”

“C’mon, Tabby, how many times do I have to tell you to lay off it?” Eric said irritably. “The vamps are just playing with us. Dark-Hunter is just a boogey man term that means nothing.”

Selena and Tabitha ignored him.

“Sure,” Selena said, “but Gary would probably be your best bet.”

Eric let out a disgusted breath. “He said he’d never heard of it either,” Eric looked at Tabitha heatedly, “which means it’s nothing.”

Tabitha shrugged his hand off her shoulder, and continued to ignore him. “Since it’s written in Ancient Greek, I’m betting one of your college professor friends might be more up on it.”

Selena nodded. “I’ll ask Julian tonight when I go over to Grace’s.”

“Thanks.” Tabitha looked back at Amanda. “Don’t worry about Cliff. I know just the guy for you. We met him a couple of weeks ago.”

“Oh Lord,” Amanda gasped. “No more blind dates from you. I still haven’t recovered from the last one and that was four years ago.”

Selena laughed. “Was that the alligator wrestler?”

“Yes,” Amanda said. “Crocodile Mitch who tried to feed me to his pet, Big Marthe.”

Tabitha snorted. “He did not. He was just trying to show you what he did for a living.”

“Tell you what, the day you let Eric hold your head inside a live alligator, then you can make a comment. Until then, being the expert on alligator halitosis, I’ll stick with my opinion that Mitch was just looking for a cheap Scooby snack.”

Tabitha stuck her tongue out at her before grabbing Eric’s hand and dashing down the street with him in tow.

Amanda rubbed her head as she watched the two of them make goo-goo eyes at each other, thus proving that there was someone out there for everyone. No matter how bizarre the person.

Too bad she couldn’t find someone for herself.

“I’m going home to sulk.”

“Listen,” Selena said before she could leave. “Why don’t I cancel with Grace tonight and the two of us can go do something? Have a symbolic itty-bitty weenie roast for Cliff?”

Amanda smiled in appreciation of the thought. No wonder she loved her family. In spite of the chaos, they were dear hearts who cared for her. “No, thanks. I can roast the Vienna sausages on my own. Besides, Tabitha will stroke out and die if you don’t ask Julian about her Dark-Hunter.”

“Okay, but if you change your mind, let me know. Oh, and while you’re home, why not call Tiyana and have her do a penis shrinking spell on Cliff?”

Amanda laughed. Okay, there were times when having a Voodoo High Priestess as an older sister came in handy. “Later.”

author
New York Times and international bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon is a regular at the #1 spot. With legions of fans known as Menyons (thousands of whom proudly sport tattoos from her series and who travel from all over the world to attend her appearances), her books are always snatched up as soon as they appear on store shelves. Since 2004, she had placed more than 65 novels on the New York Times list in all formats including manga and graphic novels. Her current series are: Dark-Hunter, Chronicles of Nick and The League, and her books are available in over 100 countries where eager fans impatiently wait for the next release. Her Chronicles of Nick and Dark-Hunter series are soon to be major motion pictures while Dark-Hunter is also being developed as a television series.

To learn more about Sherrilyn Kenyon and her books, visit her website.You can also find her on Goodreads, Facebook, and Twitter.

2 comments :

  1. Oh man.. This series just get's better and better. Seriously. It becomes an addiction! You should also read Fantasy Lover :D I read it before Night pleasures and it's perfect because it is a companion novel but intoduces you to Julian and Grace- the ones who help get the handcuffs off :D I'm so glad you started the series! Chelle at The Passionate Bookworms

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    1. That's what I hear! I can't wait to read more, and I'll definitely check out Fantasy Lover. :o) Thanks!!

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