Dark Lover: The First Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood
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THE FIRST NOVEL OF THE BLACK DAGGER BROTHERHOOD
“Dark fantasy lovers, you just got served” (New York Times Bestselling Author Lynn Viehl). Return to where it all began—in the first novel in the phenomenal Black Dagger Brotherhood series by #1 New York Times bestselling author J. R. Ward....
The only purebred vampire left on the planet and the leader of the Black Dagger Brotherhood, Wrath has a score to settle with the slayers who killed his parents centuries ago. But when his most trusted fighter is killed—orphaning a half-breed daughter unaware of her heritage or her fate—Wrath must put down his dagger and usher the beautiful female into another world.
Racked by a restlessness in her body that wasn’t there before, Beth Randall is helpless against the dangerously sexy man who comes to her at night with shadows in his eyes. His tales of the Brotherhood and blood frighten her. Yet his touch ignites a dawning new hunger—one that threatens to consume them both....
INCLUDES A NEW LETTER FROM J. R. WARD
sacrificial lamb to combat the image of police brutality. Or he was going to be put out to pasture at a desk job. As for his family? Ma and Pop, bless them, were still in their row house in Southie, surrounded by the surviving sons and daughters they loved so much. Though still mourning Janie, they were happy in their retirement years. And Butch’s brothers and sisters were so busy having babies, raising babies, and thinking about having more babies, that they were totally tied up with their
obvious. He was big to begin with, but the power in his body made him seem huge. His lids opened. When those black eyes touched her face, she cringed. Cold. So very cold. “Christ, I know I’m ugly,” he snapped. “But don’t fear me. I’m not a total savage.” Then he grabbed something and left. Beth sagged against the jars and cans, looking up at the empty space he’d left on the shelf. Chutney. He’d taken chutney. “Beth, did you find—” Wellsie stopped short in the doorway. “What happened?”
fatalities. All things considered, killing civilian vampires was only slightly more difficult than knocking out your average human. They bled if you cut them, and their hearts stopped beating if you shot them, and if you got them into the sunlight they burned up. Killing a member of the brotherhood was a very different proposition. They were monstrously strong, highly trained, and they healed up fast, a subspecies all their own. You had one shot with a warrior. If you didn’t make it mortal, you
didn’t open his eyes. “Won’t you show me?” His jaw tightened. She looked at the glasses. When she lifted them to the candlelight, she could barely see through them at all, they were so dark. “You’re blind, aren’t you?” she said softly. His lips curled back, but not in a smile. “Worried that I can’t take care of you now?” She wasn’t surprised by the hostility. She imagined a man like him would hate any weakness he had. “No, I’m not worried about that at all. But I would still like to see
pulled back all the tapestries from the windows. The moment the sun rose and came into the room, all the bodies burned up. I had nothing to bury.” He felt something hit his face. A tear. Beth’s. He reached out and stroked her cheek. “No crying.” Though he cherished her for her sympathy. “Why not?” “It changes nothing. I cried while I watched, and still they all died.” He turned on his side and gathered her close. “If only I could have…I still have dreams about that night. I was such a