Angel Unleashed
A fine line between vengeance and desire…As an immortal Blood Knight, Rhys de Troyes is familiar with quests. It's obvious that the ethereal beauty who just arrived in London is on one of her own. But Avery Arcadia Quinn seems intent on keeping her secrets, even as Rhys strips away all her defences.A grounded angel, Avery seeks to recover the wings stolen from her centuries ago when the Knights were created from her suffering and pain. She swore vengeance, but her burning connection with Rhys threatens to consume her anger, her mission…and even her vow to destroy him.
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A fine line between vengeance and desire...
As an immortal Blood Knight, Rhys de Troyes is familiar with quests. Itâs obvious that the ethereal beauty who just arrived in London is on one of her own. But Avery Arcadia Quinn seems intent on keeping her secrets, even as Rhys strips away all her defenses.
A grounded angel, Avery seeks to recover the wings stolen from her centuries ago when the Knights were created from her suffering and pain. She swore vengeance, but her burning connection with Rhys threatens to consume her anger, her mission...and even her vow to destroy him.
âNow what? Youâll disappear again?â Rhys asked.
âDisappearing is what I do best,â Avery said.
âI wonât let this go, you know,â he warned. âYouâre far too intriguing.â
âYouâll have to,â she said. âIâm already gone.â
âAnd if I were to ask you to stay?â
As fun as this was, it was now clear to Rhys that this immortal wasnât going to volunteer any real information about herself. He was going to have to get those details some other way.
Smile widening, he said, âI do love a challenge.â
Rhys took a firm hold on her shoulders and pulled her closer, so that she had to look up to see his face. She did not try to escape from what she had to know would come next.
All that fire...
All that heat...
He was so damn hungry for those things.
LINDA THOMAS-SUNDSTROM writes contemporary and paranormal romance novels for Harlequin. A teacher by day and a writer by night, Linda lives in the West, juggling teaching, writing, family and caring for a big stretch of land. She swears she has a resident muse who sings so loudly, she often wears earplugs in order to get anything else done. But she has big plans to eventually get to all those ideas. Visit Linda at lindathomas-sundstrom.com or on Facebook.
Welcome to another story in my lineup of immortals. This one is a twist on those guys.
Made immortal in the time of the Round Table, seven knights became known as the Blood Knight Brotherhood, or the Seven. My contemporary Blood Knights are the knights of old, much updated.
You might already have met some of these sexy immortals in and around my Vampire Moons series. In Golden Vampire, we met Lancelot, going by the name of Lance Van Baaren. In Guardian of the Night and Immortal Obsession we met two more dark, sexy Blood Knights. And in Immortal Redeemed we met a gloriously hunky, leather-clad Galahad, now calling himself Kellan and riding a Harley instead of a steed.
Now in Angel Unleashed, we find Rhys de Troyes, another Blood Knight, in London. This time another immortal with a quest of her own attracts his attention. What could bring an angel to London, and why is she hiding from the Blood Knights?
So if, like me, you adore magical words like danger, sexy and forever...this book is dedicated to you.
Oh, and by request, Weres always make guest appearances in my immortal books. So if you also love men with claws, dig in!
Cheers for now, and happy reading!
Linda
To my family, those here and those gone,
who always believed I had a story to tell.
Contents
The night went wild and never looked back.
An explosion of color lit the dark. Brilliant flashes of blue, orange, green were there and gone in an instant. Bright enough to cause retinal damage, the light show left a lingering imprint in the darkness, much like the aftermath of a fireworks display.
From the rooftop above the alley, Rhys straightened from a crouched position, concerned about this strange phenomenon. Equally intriguing to him was the small, shadowy figure moving through the atmospheric residue.
To most eyes turned in that direction, the figure would have been indistinguishable from the surrounding darkness. Luckily, a Blood Knightâs vision was exceptional, and Rhys had a special gift for hunting anomalies like this one. It was his job, his gig. He was good at it. Better than good. He was lethal. A monsterâs worst nightmare.
Problem was...the figure down in that alley wasnât one of Londonâs usual monsters.
Although it was time for the cityâs abominations to crawl out of their hidey-holes, the creature with the strange light display wasnât a vampire or a werewolf. The scent accompanying the apparition didnât ring in as blood or damp fur, but something altogether different.
Chances were slim that he had missed a species or two in his centuries of keeping watch on the ever-growing lists of them. However, it now seemed to Rhys as if there could have been a gap in his education.
He supposed mortal Londoners might have chalked up those brief seconds of flashy lights to having had one too many drams at the local pub after work. He knew better. If something new had touched down here tonight, he wanted to know what that creature was up to.
