Lover Reborn, JR Ward

In this 10th official installment in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series (not counting the novellas Father Mine or Story of Son) We find Tohrment a shell of the former brother he once was.  After the death of his Shellan, Wellesandra (Wellsie) and their as yet unborn son, Tohr is trying to exist, trying to live.....trying.  But as a bonded male, losing your mate is akin to losing your life, so, why continue?

Tohr is pulled back and returned to the Brotherhood by the Angel Lassiter, a guttermouth, hard partying Maury Povich watching Angel as it were.  But Tohr hasn't really moved on.  He's stuck and full of revenge over the death of his mate.

Enter No'One.  She is the biological mother of Xhexania.  No'One and Tohr had a past.  After She was raped and held captive by an unknown sympath,  Tohr and Darius nurse her to health and see her through her pregnancy.  To which she then commits suicide and leaves Tohr to bury her in the end and to find a home for the orphaned Xhex.  Reunited again by a miracle of the Scribe Virgin, these two damaged and severely fucked up people take a comfort of sorts with each other.  Over time growing fond of each other, but not really letting go of their pasts and letting the other one in all the way.  Which is the problem.  If they don't they will never be able to save themselves.

I wait all year for the next installment of this series.  On pins and needles, kneeling on glass.  This is one storyline I wish the characters were real.  However I am glad they are not due to some of the untold horrors the characters all suffer.  It is hard not to fall in love with the characters though.  They become a part of you, and you find yourself hoping for their happiness.

JR Ward doesn't know how many books in this series she will write.  She has been noted with saying something along the lines of she will just keep writing them until she doesn't.  All of the characters are colorful and very complex.  Each with his own environment.  And all of them and brilliantly interwoven into a bigger picture of war, peace, love, accomplishment etc.

It didn't take me long to read this book.  Though it has many chapters, they are short and the book is a pretty easy read.  This story flowed very well, unlike all the hard edged flashbacks and forwards that John Matthew's book had previously.  I loved Tohr, I hated him, I felt bad for him, I wanted to scream and yell at him and at one point I wanted to punch him.  And he would have taken it.  Because he is a male of worth.  Which is a rare find today, even in the human world.  Which is why I have probably fallen head over heels in love with the males in this series.  They are my new bar, my new standard....and nothing less will do.

There is a huge twist at the end.  I'm not giving it away.  I'm kind of surprised I didn't see it coming but all I can say is HOLY SHITE!  I was totally spun.

If you haven't read the books, buy them.  Like now.  Read them.  Immediately.  And I hope you enjoy them and fall in love with them like I have.

Until next spring my Brothers, when we finally get to read Qhuinn & Blay's  story. .......  I have a feeling I know a bit about how that one is going to go and I am already excited as all hell to read it!!!

Distractions.

This morning when I woke up I felt so cheap. I have to admit it. I cheated on Edward. I know, I know, It was a lousy thing to do, but I couldn't help it. He was there, in the bookstore. Staring at me, with amethyst eyes that bored holes right through me. Like he was looking into my soul. I had never seen anyone like him. I walked by him several times and still he stared, like he wanted me to come to him. I have to admit he was frightening. He was huge, dressed in black leather and covered in tattoos. He was more than just dangerous and I knew it. But he was also intriguing and I was drawn to him in a way I never expected. Cautiously I went to him. I remember the last time this happened. I gently touched his sleeve. He stared at me but he made no move. I stood in front of him as though I was under a spell. I reached out again, touching his sleeve. This time I took him in my firm grasp and picked him up. He opened up to me quite easily. His name was Revhenge and he was one of them....The Black Dagger Brotherhood. He explained to me he was the seventh and while I could start with him I should go back to the beginning. And then he took me to HIM. Wrath. When I first saw him come in I was terrified.  "

He was 6'9", dressed in leather despite the heat. His long black hair falling from a widows peak to his shoulders...which were twice the size of any males. He worse wraparound sunglasses, shielding his eyes and he has the shadow of a beard. The sunglasses he wore carved his face out perfectly. He looked like a hit man."

 And I didn't care. 

 "It had been so long for him. He willed the lights in the room off. Then he used his mind to close the back door, usher the cat into the bathroom and slide home every lock in the apartment. He carefully balanced the cigarillo on the edge of the table next to him and let her wrists go. He hands grabbed his jacket, trying to push it back from his shoulder. He wrenched the thing off, and as it hit the floor with a thud, she laughed with satisfaction. His holster of daggers followed, but he kept that within reach of the futon........ He dropped a soft kiss to the healing bruise (on her lip) and then drew his tongue down her neck. The time when she thrust her breasts out, he slid his hand under her thin shirt and onto her smooth warm skin. Her belly was flat, and he spanned it with his hand, filling the space between her hip bones. Greedy to know the rest of her, he peeled her shirt off and tossed it aside. Her bra was pale in color, and he traced the edges of it with his fingertips before cupping the creamy swells with his hands. Her breasts filled his palms, her nipples tight buds under the soft satin. Wrath's controls snapped. He bared his fangs, let out a hiss, and bit through the bra's front closure....... .....he didn't have the patience to let her undress him. He lifted up and ripped the material off his body, popping buttons and sending them scattering across the floor. When he came back down, her breasts hit the wall of his chest and her body surged under his. .....Wrath felt something in his head pop as her scent reached him in a fresh wave....... .....He kissed her softest skin, drawing her core into his mouth, and she came over and over again for him until he couldn't fight his own need any longer. He pulled back, shrugged out of his pants and covered her with his body once more. She wrapped her legs around his hips and he kissed her as her heat burned his erection......." (excerpts and all credits from Dark Lover, JR Ward)

 So, I thought if Edward can have his distractions.......then I too can have mine. I spent all night with Wrath. I should also warn you.......He has brothers......Phury, Tohrment, Zsadist, Rhage, Vishous and of course Revhenge. Could I ask for better distractions? Probably not............why would I? ::smirking:: 

 And yes, I know my comments don't work. I don't know why. Working on fixing that.