You don’t know him. But he knows you. Soon he would be able to touch her, to feel the warmth of her blood. And when the time came, nothing would stop him.
Maria Moran's first inkling of trouble was the coppery taste in her mouth. It came suddenly, a rushing whoosh of something that made her gag, and when she reached to wipe her mouth, her hand came away smeared with blood.
My Review: This is tough to review because early in the story I was turned off by the actions of the characters; their behavior made no sense to me. I routinely enjoy stories about zombies, magicians and Grisha and have no problem suspending my disbelief. I had a serious...
My Review: I added this to my tbr in July 2016. I read the blurb and requested it from my library. By the time I started reading this (Jan. 2017), I had forgotten what the book was about which is how I like to start a story. If I...
