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Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Death comes calling.

Apart from the opening horrific images I really enjoyed this. The gory descriptions of butchered women threaded throughout are not for the faint of heart.
Tormand appears to being pursued by a maddened killer trying to indite Tormand for the murders being committed. The fact that he wakes next to a horrifically butchered former lover doesn't argue well for him being held responsible.
Morainn Ross is a wonderful heroine. Sir Tormand Murray is the bad boy who has played the cavalier lover for so long he seems to have reached the satiation point of unmeaningful liaisons. When he sees Morainn he is seized by the Murray blessing of finding his soul mate--not that he can even acknowledge that. He's an unbeliever until it slams him in the face. Even then he's a bit slow on the uptake.
The tension builds nicely and there are a few mysteries that are solved along the way apart from the identity of the true murderer. Having the blame shifted to Morainn and Tormand is a dastardly touch of misdirection and evil is truly present.
The new rather dishy cover brings it into line with the others of the series.

A NetGalley ARC

Mass Market Paperback (Dec. 2016)


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