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Upon the Midnight Clear : Dark Hunter Series : Book 12 - Sherrilyn Kenyon

Upon the Midnight Clear

Dark Hunter Series : Book 12


Published: 30th October 2007
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From the author of the spellbinding bestseller The Dream-Hunter comes a new novel that will take your breath away…

Ever think Scrooge had it right before the ghosts ruined his life? Meet Aidan O'Conner.

At one time he was a world-renowned celebrity who gave freely of himself and his money without wanting anything in return...until those around him took without asking. Now Aidan wants nothing of the world—or anyone who's a part of it.

When a stranger appears at his doorstep, Aidan knows he's seen her before…in his dreams.

Born on Olympus as a goddess, Leta knows nothing of the human world. But a ruthless enemy has driven her from the world of dreams and into the home of the only man who can help her: Aidan. Her immortal powers are derived from human emotions—and his anger is just the fuel she needs to defend herself…

One cold winter's night will change their lives forever…

Trapped together in a brutal winter storm, Aidan and Leta must turn to the only power capable of saving them—or destroying them both: trust.

About the Author

Sherrilyn Kenyon is a #1 New York Times bestselling author with more than sixteen million copies of her books in print, in over thirty countries. She is the author of the Dark-Hunter novels, which have an international cult following and always appear at the top of The New York Times, Publishers Weekly, and USA Today lists. Writing both as Sherrilyn Kenyon and Kinley MacGregor, she is also the author of several other series, including: The League, Brotherhood of the Sword, Lords of Avalon, The Dream-Hunters and the forthcoming Nevermore.



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Upon A Midnight Catastrophe


from Brisbane

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    • Poorly Written
    • Uninteresting Characters

    Best Uses

    • Older Readers
    • Travel Reading

    Comments about Upon the Midnight Clear:

    I read this book years ago have to say that this is the worst book Sherrylyn Kenyon has ever written. I still shake my head and think that she can't possibly be the author of this book. A major disappointment.... but I suppose most authors are prone and entitled to one very bad novel. I have all the other Dark Hunter books and love the series.


    Not the usual "Hunter" material.


    from Adelaide SA

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    • Easy To Read


    • Limited Appeal
    • Not A Keeper
    • Uninteresting Characters

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    • Younger Readers

    Comments about Upon the Midnight Clear:

    What a disappointment. I've read so many of Ms Kenyons books that his came out of the blue, it was rather boring. Not at all up to her usual standard. Will still buy her books but just the more recent publications.


    Supernatural 50 shades


    from Melbourne

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    • Compelling Characters
    • Easy To Read
    • Takes You To Another World


      Best Uses

      • Older Readers
      • Travel Reading

      Comments about Upon the Midnight Clear:

      Love this writer. I work and really don't want a heavy going book to get into after getting home. I read to relax and find this series easy and entertaining and enjoy the way the characters are intertwined throughout. Certainly not for intellectuals but a cute twist on the average romance novel.

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      "An engaging read." --Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry"Kenyon's writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative. These are not your mother's vampire novels." --The Boston Globe on Dark Side of the Moon


      Dressed in a long, flowing white Grecian gown, Leta came awake with a sharp gasp. It took her several seconds to acclimate to her surroundings. She was still in her cushioned pod, asleep in the hall of mirrors on Olympus.

      But something was wrong. She could sense it. The dark hand of evil slithered over her body with an unmistakable touch.

      Dolor, the most vile of all gods, had been summoned back into the human realm which had triggered her own waking. The god of pain had been trapped centuries ago by Leta who had fought him until they’d both been bloody and spent. Forbidden by Zeus to kill him outright, she’d been forced to trap him so that he would never do to another what he’d done to her.

      And once he’d been trapped, she’d placed herself in stasis to heal and await the moment when he would stir.

      Now someone had uttered that which was to never be uttered again. Sucking her breath in sharply, she allowed her buried memories to assail her.

      Damn them! The stupid humans had no idea what they’d unleashed. Pain wasn’t content to attack just the one person it was sent after. No, it was bloodthirsty and ruthless. Dolor respected nothing and no one was immune to Pain.

      Sure, he’d stalk and kill the one he was sent after, but once that was through, Pain would return to the one who’d summoned it.

      May the gods help the summoner then.

      Closing her eyes, she reawakened her dormant powers. She let her thoughts drift until she found Pain’s target.

      The target had his back to her, but even so she could tell he was tall and broad shouldered. His blond hair was tousled and wavy as it fell to the top of his black collar.

      As a dream god, she could feel his bitter emotions calling out to her.

      “Yeah,” he said, his deep voice filled with malice. “It never fails to amaze me how a single lie can undo an entire lifetime of good.”

      And it was then she realized something. This man didn’t need Pain. It already lived inside him right alongside Bitterness and Rage. They had him nestled tight against their bosoms and from what she sensed they had no intention of letting him go.

      Then she heard it...

      That deep, blood chilling laugh.


      She flashed herself from her sterile pod to stand on the cold, marble floor. A bitter wind plastered her gown against her body, exposing her bare feet to the ankles. It made the gold bands on her upper arms bitingly cold. The walls around her were white with no pictures, curtains or anything else to break its sterile quality.

      Still she felt the presence of the god of Pain.

      “Where are you, you bastard?”

      Dolor appeared behind her. Before she could move, he grabbed her by the hair and wrenched her head back against his shoulder. “You didn’t really think you could keep me trapped forever, did you?”

      She tried to fight, but he released her and vanished. “This isn’t over, Dolor,” she said, her voice filled with the weight of her determination.

      His laughter filled the room. “No, it isn’t. You bound me to this curse and before this is over, you will pay for it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a human to torture and kill.”

      She felt him receding all the way down her spine and there was nothing she could do to stop him. By the order of Zeus, her own emotions had been drained. Yet she felt something... remnant emotions from the past perhaps?

      She wasn’t sure.

      But one thing was certain, she wasn’t about to allow Pain to hurt another soul if she could help it. It was a solemn vow she’d made and it was one she would keep. So long as she had life in her veins, she would fight.

      And as she started forward, her target turned in the mirror to face her.

      Leta froze as she saw the man’s features. He was as beautiful as an immortal. Through the mist that separated Olympus from the human plane, she could see every curve and line of his perfect face. Sharp brows arched over eyes that were a pale green. Searing with intelligence, they showed her a soul that was tainted by betrayal. One completely devoid of trust.

      And in that one single moment, she felt his sorrow inside her own heart. He wanted to trust someone. He wanted to reach out. But he’d forgotten how.

      Alone and cold, he was pain personified.

      Cocking her head, she realized something else. That pain that burned so fiercely within him was exactly what she needed to use in order to defeat Dolor. If she could channel it, it would meld with her powers and give her the advantage.

      He’s been hurt enough...

      It didn’t matter. She couldn’t see his pain for her own. Dolor must be defeated at any cost and if this human paid the price, so what? The life and soul of one would never be worth more than the lives and souls of many.

      Aidan O’Conner would be her sacrifice and her past would finally be avenged. Pain would be defeated by her hand and laid to rest for all eternity.
      Sherrilyn Kenyon

      Multi-published romance author Sherrilyn Kenyon, AKA Kinley MacGregor, knows men. She lives outside of Nashville, TN with her husband, three sons and assorted pets. Raised in the middle of eight boys, and currently outnumbered by the Y chromosomes in her home, she realises the most valuable asset a woman has for coping with men is a sense of humour (not to mention a large trash bag and a pair of tongs).

      Visit Sherrilyn Kenyon's Booktopia Author Page

      ISBN: 9780312947057
      ISBN-10: 0312947054
      Series: Dark-hunters: Dream-hunters
      Audience: General
      Format: Paperback
      Language: English
      Number Of Pages: 282
      Published: 30th October 2007
      Publisher: St Martin's Press
      Country of Publication: US
      Dimensions (cm): 17.15 x 10.8  x 1.91
      Weight (kg): 0.14
      Edition Number: 29