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Dark Taste of Rapture : Alien Huntress Series : Book 7 - Gena Showalter

Dark Taste of Rapture

Alien Huntress Series : Book 7

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New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter captivates with a dark, tantalizing world of humans, otherworlders, and a powerful AIR agent consumed by his desire for a woman he can never have. . . . With one caress, he can give unforgettable pleasure . . . or unending pain. . . .

Hector Dean is shaved, tattooed, and totally ripped—and he has a deadly secret. He is a walking weapon, capable of killing with a single brush of his fingertips. Little wonder he’s determined to remain on his own. But Noelle Tremain is a temptation like no other. She is beautiful and rich, with a party girl smile that hides a shocking vulnerability, and from the beginning his sizzling attraction to her is undeniable. For the first time, his stone-cold resistance is tested. But to be with her, he risks destroying her.

When a wealthy businessman is murdered in New Chicago’s seediest district, the two are partnered, and there’s no escaping what they both want: each other. Yet neither Hector nor Noelle knows what to fear more—the killer case, or their own lethal desires. . . .

About The Author

Gena Showalter sold her first book at the age of 27 and now, four years later, is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of thirteen books, with eleven more on the way in a thrilling blend of genres.

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Gena Showalter Delivers once again

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  • Deserves Multiple Readings
  • Interesting Characters

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      Comments about Dark Taste of Rapture:

      I really liked this book, Gena Showalter is a fantastic story teller who draws the reader into the story, as proof I have all her books. I know I'm a geek!

      So far in this series Noelle is my favourite heroine, she spunky, funny, spoilt (grew up rich) and yet doesn't think she good enough for anyone.

      Hector is a great hero to Noelle's heroine, he's dark, possessive, unspoilt (grew up poor) and doesn't care whether he's good enough for anyone or what anyone thinks of him.

      In this book you go back in time to when Ava and Noelle start at the AIR taining camp and then jump forward to after they have graduated and are now agents. Gena is able to masterfully craft the story so that you don't get the sudden jump you get in some books that can give you whip lash, and you are left thinking "what just happened". Instead the story flows smoothly and effortlessly, allowing you to enjoy the story and characters.

      If there is one thing that got one my nerve it was when Hector (not an actual quote) "We can't have sex or I might accidently kill you" to Noelle (however, that is my POV)

      Apart from that it's a great story, fantastic characters (previous charcters popped up - yah) and I would recommend this book.

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      Prologue

      TWO MEN STOOD IN the middle of a shadowed, barren field. Both were human. One was tall, muscled, with dark hair and a busted-up face. His syn-cotton shirt was torn, his jeans dirty, and his boots scuffed. There were telltale weapon bulges under his arms, at his wrists, and at his ankles.

      Clearly, he was the bodyguard.

      The other wore a perfectly tailored silk business suit, his Italian loafers freshly polished. His sun-kissed hair was expensively coiffed, and the only bulge he sported was the one in his pocket, where he kept his wallet.

      Clearly, he was the money.

      Acrid wind shrieked as if someone had cranked a hard rock song on a radio, dancing thick dirt granules in every direction, Money radiated impatience mixed with glee—until two other men materialized a few feet away, and the impatience vanished.

      The newcomers had appeared in a blink, without walking a single step: a white-haired Arcadian—an otherworlder with the ability to teleport, among other things—and another human, this one wearing a suit as well, only his was ill-fitting and made from a cheap synthetic fiber.

      The human's arms were cuffed behind his back. He smelled of pungent fear and urine. Poor bastard must have pissed himself.

      Without a word, the Arcadian pushed the trembling male to his knees.

      Night's about to get interesting.

      The rust-colored sky appeared swollen, the storm-drenched clouds ready to burst. In the center, the sun was a hemorrhaging hook of gold, offering only a fraction of light. That hardly mattered to the witness. From high in the gnarled trees surrounding the field, his gaze cut through the gloom as easily as a knife through flesh.

      "You think you can encroach on my territory?" Money snarled down at the kneeler. Another gust of wind created that perfect background music.

      "N—no. I just … I … I'm so sorry. I never meant …"

      "You never meant to offer New Chicago's elite prettier girls? Better prices?"

      "No. No. You have to believe me. I only thought … hoped …"

      "You thought … hoped …" Money sneered. No question, he was a man used to getting what he wanted, when he wanted it. He held out his hand, and Bodyguard smacked the butt of a pyre-gun onto his palm. "Well, your thoughts and hopes just got you killed."

      "No!" Kneeler sobbed like a baby. "Please! Don't do this. I'll leave New Chicago. I won't ever come back. I swear!"

      Money nodded to the Arcadian, who jerked his T-shirt over his head and stuffed the material in Kneeler's mouth. Kneeler shook his head, perhaps to dislodge the cloth, perhaps to attempt another plea for mercy.

      Either way, he failed.

      "You were right, you know," Money said, smug now. "You won't ever come back." A blaze of yellow light erupted from the barrel of the gun, arrowing out and nailing Kneeler in his chest.

      A muffled scream of agony pierced the air. As Kneeler toppled to the ground, twitching, dying as his organs fried to a crisp, Money returned the gun to Bodyguard and wiped his hands in a job well done.

      © 2011 Gena Showalter

      ISBN: 9781439175781
      ISBN-10: 1439175780
      Series: 000333624
      Audience: General
      Format: Paperback
      Language: English
      Number Of Pages: 384
      Published: 23rd August 2011
      Publisher: Simon amp; Schuster
      Dimensions (cm): 17.2 x 10.6  x 2.4
      Weight (kg): 0.22