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Nick Has ti get berries that will cure Caleb and wake his mother. The Squires were all charged with protecting and concealing the identity and existence of the Were-Hunters. March 31, Arms akimbo, Zavid stood in a state of utter disbelief as Caleb sat on the stairs with his head in his hands. Some days you ate the rougarou. Like he was walking through heavy, thick foam. Since discovering that a demon lives inside him, Nick struggles to fight his own nature and stay a few steps ahead of the powerful gods who want him dead.
I started and finished this book in one sitting. It was entirely worth the wait, but I don't know how I'll handle waiting for the next one! Unlike the books in the series this one did not have a very set or secure storyline. You honestly did not know what was going to happen. The revelations are mind boggling and for as many questions are answered new ones are asked. Finally with this book I can really feel a sense of wholeness.
The cast of characters, many new, each have such rich and fascinating stories. Many betrayals take place, and they are no the ones you would expect.
Sherrilyn Kenyon has a true gift with world and character building. I can't wait for the next installment in this series! Chronicles of Nick book 6. This took me a few tries to figure out but overall I enjoyed this book despite the repetitive pithy sayings, the horribly convoluted life lines and how the characters seem to hate and blame each other for the wrong reasons.
This starts in school with Caleb getting sick and loosing his powers odd because demons can not get sick. The shifters start turning into their animal forms but retain no common sense. They are also visited by a rider on a black horse with scales and plague ridden birdlike men that are covered in blood. The weather is plague-like: I think that of all the convoluted history the most important is Nick's mom Cherise is the daughter of a Sephiroth.
She is pure of heart and it her inner light attracted Adarian Malachi. That means Nick has the blood of both Malachi and Sephiroth. He will be able to choose to be good or evil. Now that he knows maybe he will learn his Sephiroth powers and hopefully not develop multiple personalities.
Next Nick and his older brother are being tested to see which deserves the Malachi powers. Nick Has ti get berries that will cure Caleb and wake his mother.
Hardcover Verified Purchase. To be honest I think that this book was a little confusing and off task from the usual series.
But that could be because I had read all the books before this one in 5 days so it linked up then waited for this to come out. All in all I still like the series, I read this book in a couple of days and found it pretty magnetic as although there was much too much mind bending plots and not enough new interesting powers there was at least the reliable mass amounts of violence and carnage. My favorite scene was when nick decided to make a bomb with his blood but it didn't really work successfully.
Shocking moment of realization right before you get swarmed by monkeys. One person found this helpful. Great follow up in the Chronicles of Nick series.
As always poor Nick faces challenges and new information that he or we didn't have before this book. Important to note that because of the changes in the timeline in CON there will be changes from the older Dark-Hunter books as well, but Sherrilyn Kenyon explains this by stating that Nick in the future has gotten the power to change time and so is messing with the original timeline.
I love the action and that SK is not making this book "too adult"; Nick acts and thinks like a 16 year old boy, although one facing crazy circumstances.
I don't want to give too much away, just know that this book has some crazy twists and turns to it, and it will make you go back and re-read the older Dark-Hunter novels, or it least it made me do so. It also blew my mind with some of the new revelations. Just be warned.
Nick has a history and a future he is both trying to avoid and unravel with the help of friends, acquaintances, and enemies with each having their own motives. My family has been enjoying this series of books both in audio and now print form. I find it fascinating to see the world of the Dark Hunters from the eyes of a squire. Lots of action and in depth character that make you feel invested in their outcome. We find out more about the Malachais of the past as well as his generals. It's hard for Nick to know who trust when his mother's life hangs in the balance.
He's trying hard not become the evil that he is predicted to become. However, who knows which choice will be the one to tip him over he edge? Definitely one of the better books in this series. Lots of drama and character development, although I really wish Kenyon would stop cutting the more interesting characters out of the narrative in favor of more new characters.
A little repetitive in places and a little long winded in others I sometimes skip over her descriptions of outfits but there is a decent amount of development and the plot is really starting to escalate. I know. I'm seriously in love. I know This series knocks it out of the park. It's got everything - teen angst, world imperilment, friendly demons, gods, destiny, tacky Hawaiian shirts, and more humor than you can shake a stick at.
I often find myself chuckling out loud, and then having to explain why. It's worth the embarrassment, because this alternate reality story follows Nick as he tries to change his destiny while also being a teenager - no easy task!
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In the past, Nick had always seen the riders in their true forms. Bane, Laguerre, and he was on first name terms with Grim. They had come up to him as flesh and blood beings, not as the Ghost Rider of St.
Unfortunately, some of them had decided the best way to do that was to kill off Nick before he came into his full Malachai powers. Kody shook her head.
Everything kept coming back to that one basic oh-so-stomach-shriveling fact. While the Arelim were in the middle of a bloody civil war, Nick was the number one target for the rebels. Kody was right. Kody covered his mouth with her hands before he could speak another word.
You are one of the handful of beings who can call down Armageddon and from the looks of things, you just did it. Now until we have more information, you should probably play mute. But there was something ominous about this one. Every part of him sensed it. Everyone in the school seemed to be on edge, all of a sudden.
As the storm picked up volume, and the hail started striking the old brick building with enough force to shatter windows, teachers brought students out to the hallway in a tornado-style drill. Nick slid his gaze to Kody. What about you? She gave him a hard stare. He gave her a droll stare. Almost in the right order. With all the right syllables.
Kody snorted. Other departments. She flashed an attractive grin and winked. Any time. Hail to the queen. Suddenly, Stone started making a low howling noise from where he stood with his class, lined up against the opposite wall. Especially when added to everything else that had already happened. It was as if they were reacting to something only their animal senses could detect.
Like the way animals fled or panicked before natural disasters. The Squires were all charged with protecting and concealing the identity and existence of the Were-Hunters. Head said over a bullhorn as he walked down the hallway. Please move quickly and quietly to your assigned area.
Good way to divide out the student body without the baretos being the wiser. Or betray the existence of the Were-Hunters. Nick, who worked part-time as a Squire for an immortal warrior, was sent to the gym with the shapeshifters and the humans who knew about them. It was so aggravating to keep secrets. But as much as the humans thought they knew, there was a lot more to this world than even they suspected. And no one could ever know who or what Nick really was. Not with the bounty on his head.
Even a Squire might be tempted to take a shot at him. There were very few he could trust with that knowledge. As Nick entered the gym, Brynna, whose entire family had been Squires for generations, sidled over to him. He was sweating and shaking. While the two of them had never gotten along, Nick almost felt sorry for the werewolf.
Nah, not really. Stone was too much of a pack animal bully for that. He enjoyed using his superhuman strength and psychic powers to push others around.
As if on cue, Stone shoved his girlfriend Casey back when she moved to check on him, and growled ferociously at her. Casey screwed her face up as she twisted her arm out of his fierce grip. Hope you die from whatever rabies ails you, Stone.
How much human would be left in them? She glanced over to Stone.
The demon sense inside Nick picked up on something. It was worse than Spidey sense. Especially with the weather outside so unnatural while he felt it. It was just such a state as this that had heralded the arrival of Zavid when the Aamon had been sent after him.
And not to play Parcheesi and watch videos. Again, he felt that weird slowdown of time before everything sped up like some kind of computer game lag. His vision darkened in that peculiar way that let him know he no longer saw the world around him as a human being. He was now viewing the world with his perspicacity.
What freaked him was the sight of the odd creatures moving through his classmates and around them as if searching for something very specific. Huge and bird-like, they reminded him of mummified plague doctors that were armed with adamantine sickles and wearing black cavalier hats and saturated in blood. Invisible to the rest of his class and teachers, they paused and turned in his direction.
Then in the next heartbeat, they headed straight for him. Nick Gautier dropped the towel from the damp hair he was drying as he glanced to the clock on his nightstand to confirm the fact that his mother was still the most vigilant and accurate timekeeper in the history of all mankind.
At least when it came to his home, school, and work schedules. But how odd. How long did it take to pull on a pair of jeans and one really foully ugly Hawaiian shirt, anyway? Tossing the towel into the bathroom, he rushed to the kitchen and almost tripped over their newest furry addition.
Xevikan, who let out a nasty hiss in protest before he scurried to the corner to arch his back against the wall. Fuzzy Boots. Xev glared at him before he mentally projected his ire at him. Nick flashed a grin at the large white Egyptian Mau staring up at him indignantly. Laughing good-naturedly at the single-finger insult Xev had picked up from Caleb, Nick started to reach for the bacon only to realize his furry houseguest had beat him to it.
Yeah, it was a good thing he felt sorry for Xev. And he did. For thousands of years, the ancient being had been imprisoned in a realm without friend or family. All of them were much happier that way. And since Xev had severe PTSD mixed with extremely frightening powers and not a lot of patience or tolerance, the world was a lot less likely to end violently if Xev stayed out of events that elevated his stress levels, and tempted him to mass homicide.
He turned to find his petite, blond mother glaring up at him. But then, his girlfriend, Nekoda Kennedy, had those same testosterone-sucking powers, too. Closing the fridge door, his mom wiggled the milk container at him.
Second, why did you put the empty container back in the fridge? But his mom would think him nuts if he blamed the empty milk jug on the cat lacking opposable thumbs.
So he manned up and took the fall for his friend. I find it to be responsible for the vast majority of the evil I unintentionally do.
She rolled her eyes and tossed the milk carton into the garbage. Love you, even when you make me crazy. Sighing at the uselessness of warning Xev off anything, Nick glanced back at his mom.
Even though there were storm clouds gathering in the distance, and headed in from over the river, he took a moment to appreciate the day. Zipping his jacket, he inhaled the familiar smell of beignets and coffee that wafted on the breeze, coming in from the Market and restaurants.
Honestly, he was grateful to be home in the French Quarter, and among his friends and family. Yeah, it was a good day to be alive.
His friend, Acheron, who was an ancient Atlantean, was right, every day should be met with purpose and lived with gratitude. This existence and world might not be perfect. But they were perfectly his. Eh, ca c'est bon. That was life. Some days you ate the rougarou. Some days the rougarou devoured you.
And in this city, and in his particularly screwed-up life, that phrase seriously had significance. Sprinting up the steps of St. Which would be a really nice change of pace.
Nick grinned even wider as he shut his locker and turned to face his recalcitrant demon bodyguard. Dang good day, if you ask me. Rolling his eyes, Caleb stepped around him to open his own locker.
Thinking I should have hand-fed you to your enemies last night. Nick laughed. With a rude snort, Caleb zipped his bag shut. Nick leaned up against the locker bank and tried not to envy Caleb his dark, perfect Hollywood good looks that made every female in their school pass a longing gaze at him as she walked by.
Student and teacher. His dark eyes flashing orange, he gave Nick a harsh, unamused stare. If something eats you, they inherit my servitude and soul. He shoved a chemistry book at Nick. Done that. Nick tsked at him. Thousands of years old and still in high school.
Dude, you seriously need to speak to a guidance counselor about your transcript. Laughing, Nick stepped away from the lockers so that LaShonda could open hers. Dressed in a J-pop-style navy suit, she had her newly done sisterlocks pulled back into a matching bow. LaShonda scowled at him as she pulled books for her first period.
Nick winked at her. The sight of your beautiful face can cheer my most soured mood. Unlike LaShonda, with her daring style, Brynna was much more sedate in her wardrobe choice, with tan pants and a white shirt. Ever a pleasure to see you. By the shift in the air, his instincts told him someone with the highest level of supernatural abilities approached him from behind.
Someone who was lethal and could kill him in a heartbeat. And without looking, he knew exactly who it was. A gifted celestial being whose qualities he was more than well acquainted with.
His heart even lighter, he turned and, blatantly ignoring the PDA laws of his school, wrapped his arms around Nekoda so that he could breathe in the light vanilla scent that was uniquely hers. Her brown hair was twisted up into a messy braid that framed a beautiful face. A face that held a pair of bright green eyes that never failed to set his blood on fire. Brynna smirked as she opened her locker. Nekoda laughed nervously at the reminder of the Zombie Hunter game Madaug St.
James had created that had accidentally turned half their football team into mindless zombies and caused their former coach to eat their previous principal. Definitely not. Here with you, the most beautiful girl in the entire universe. All is right in this world. Caleb scoffed.
They have a nasty way of ramming those pleasant thoughts down your throat and making you weep for them. Nick considered that for a moment. The price of war is always a lot higher in the end than you think it will be when you go in for that first battle.
Rather, Nick stared down at himself as he stood inside the ruins of a Greek temple. He knew without being told that this was another glimpse of the horrific future to come. The post-Apocalyptic future where he destroyed everything and everyone. Where he and his army laid waste to the entire world. All of Olympus was on fire around him, and each temple had been leveled.
Nick, in his true demonic form with black and red marbled skin and glowing eyes, stood defiant and strong, his wings tucked in at his back. His army hovered nearby, awaiting more orders from him. Blood from the ancient gods dripped from their armor. Time slowed down as he watched himself searching the ruins, looking for something he seemed to have lost.
Well, crap. Unknown voices in his head was never a good sign. And as fast as it started, it ended. Like a sped-up video file, everything around him caught up to real time.
Again, he had that frightening surreal feeling as everything in the hallway slowed down to a crawl. Suddenly, he heard the strange eerie drumming of hooves rushing toward him. The sound of a horse screeching. It drowned out all other high school noises. Against his will, Nick turned in the hallway to see a rider in white billowing robes racing down the north hall on the back of a black horse as it passed through students and faculty.
Snorting fire, the horse had blood-red eyes, searing with their hatred. The rider held a set of old-fashioned scales in its hands. It was strictly demonic and cold. Without pausing, it came straight at him in a dead run. Unable to move, Nick was frozen as horse and rider tore through him and left him completely breathless and cold. Blinking at Kody, he shook his head to clear his vision as the main doors were blown open by the rider only he could see. Not even Kody or Caleb had detected it. They stared at him with duplicate frowns as teachers rushed to close the doors they thought the wind had caught.
Nick blinked as he glanced around at everyone in the hallway, now scrambling to get to their rooms. He glanced to the hall clock that confirmed it was time for school to start. How had he gotten there so fast? A big negatory on that. He spent enough of his teenhood in this building. Shrugging off his delusions that he attributed to some kind of weird Nintendo-induced flashback, Nick headed into the room where Nekoda, Brynna, and Caleb were taking their seats.
Still, something seemed off. Like he was walking through heavy, thick foam. He leaned over to whisper to Nekoda. God, he hoped so. Why else would he be dressed in this fugly orange trout Hawaiian shirt?