November Eve. The Hunt Ball. And to prove her right to rule, Tate must capture a mate. It should’ve been simple. Snag a vampire barely turned and have him kneel and swear devotion to her. But Fate has other plans…and one of them involves the powerful son of the ruling Queen.

Jager, a vampire she’s hungered after for years, allows himself to become her prey. But with his promise of sinful, wicked pleasure comes a catch. Jager only wants her as his slave. Nothing more.

Tate has no plans to bow down to him…until Jager shares a shocking truth with her. Suddenly Fate is playing hardball.

The time has come for Tate to find a mate. More accurately, to hunt and dominate a male. The most important part is the domination. If she is successful, then she will allowed to create her own horde and its queen. Should the male dominate her, she is reduced to being his slave.

For this reason, her brother Kester makes her promise not to go after the queen's first son, Jager, but a lower class vampire, preferably just turned with the mind of a vegetable. Instead, Tate decides to go after the first male she scents. If she can't have Jager then it doesn't matter who it is, as long as she comes out the victor.

Jager finds her first.

The tension in this one was off the charts as two very strong minded individuals constantly squared off. There's nothing sexier than a man on his knees and Tate was determined to put Jager on his. Mmmm mmmm good.

And these aren't you average vampires. Throw in a command that cannot be refused from a Queen ready to give herself to the sun and you've got another complication that very truly kept me wondering just how this sucker was going to end.

Fate's a bitch.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

vampires?? yech...but then i barely tolerate Frost's vamps myself, if she only hadn't made Bones and Spade soooo cool. XD