Synopsis:
An eternity of waiting. A life nearly over.
Eden is living on borrowed time. When she’s thrust into the crosshairs of a dangerous organization, she enters a world of lore and legend. The man who saves her life is everything she’s ever wanted—but she knows there’s an expiration date.
Nero has waited a thousand years for his fated mate, compelled by visions of a future beside her. What he doesn’t realize is that she’s human–and fate has already cursed her once. When his enemy targets her, the future he’s longed for is suddenly threatened.
Their enemy plans to devastate immortalkind, and with it, turn them from myths into monsters. Will Nero and Eden’s eternity be over before it begins?
My Review: 5 Stars
I've been staring at my laptop for an hour trying to wrap my mind around what in the world just happened. But my sleep deprived mind just can't put it into words right now. Why am I sleep deprived you ask? Because, silly me, thought it would be a good idea to start this book yesterday evening, completely positive that there would be some break in the book and I'd be able to put the book down, get some sleep, and then pick it up again in the morning and finish it. Y'all. There. Was. Not.
Twists and turns. Heartbreaks and sorrow. Secrets and anguish. I knew there was going to be a HEA, but my heart HURT from all the pain I felt to get there. I cried. Full. On. Cried! I couldn't handle it. I wanted to lash out, to scream (especially at Eden), shake her and wake her up. She was killing me. Had it not been midnight when certain things happened, my kindle would be embedded in my wall right now. But sleeping neighbors kind of put a damper on throwing things. That and I needed to see Nero and Eden get their HEA.
The Citizens are really ramping things up, and I despise them all. They threaten the happiness of all my favorite immortals, and I am not okay with that. I feel like I have been put through the wringer, and then some. I don't know how much more I can take. But I need to see this through to the end. Even if it kills me.
Ms. Hawke. You hold my heart in your hands. You have ripped it out hundreds of times and have shattered it into a million pieces. I can feel it in my bones that you are not done with it yet. I just hope that when all is said and done, it's whole once more. I don't want even a little piece to be missing. Please be gentle.
And of course I can't forget my casting! *dreamy sigh*