Author: Lauren Dawes
Series: Dark Series #3
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Momentum (Pan Macmillan)
Release Date: Feb 25 2016
The time of Odin is over. The Aesir gods now live among the humans in their bustling modern cities. Their brutal dominion over the other gods and their eradication of the entire dark elf race may have ended, but their actions have not been forgotten.
Beneath Rhys's skin lies a legendary and feared beast. Rhys is tormented by his daily struggle to contain the ruthless, cold-blooded creature sharing his body. But when his best friend Galen disappears, Rhys's careful restraint and self-control are finally broken. Fueled with a desire to find Galen, Rhys strikes an unlikely alliance with the only god who knows the truth about his dark past.
Taer has found her revenge, yet she's still not happy. There's something missing from her life, but still she fights what her heart is telling her. It's only when the incredibly infuriating and dangerously sexy Aubrey goes missing that she can admit her true feelings for him. Taer's racing against time to rescue Aubrey, but when will she finally allow him into her heart?
Featuring myth's original antagonist, Loki, Dark Devotion is perfect for fans of Gina Showalter and Patricia Briggs.
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In 2009, she quit her full-time job teaching English as a Second Language to finally begin writing "that book", letting her over-active imagination pour out onto the digital pages, much to everyone's horror. The catch phrase "I didn't know you had such a dark imagination" only fueled her to write more, where her love for Norse mythology and gods finally got the spotlight.
She currently lives with her husband and daughter in whatever city they happen to be posted to, and her cat, Oscar, who has inspired more than one character quirk or scene in her books.
To find out more, visit www.authorlaurendawes.com
“What are you doing here?” he asked caustically. Lilith had taken a step back and was now looking between the pair warily. Thor had told her about the fight that had forged a divide between him and his father.
“I’ve come to see you.”
Thor’s jaw bulged. “What makes you think I want to see you? I’m pretty sure I told you to go to hell and stay there the last time I saw you.”
“You are in danger.”
Thor rolled his eyes. “Say whatever it is you need to say and then get the fuck out of my life again.”
His father was silent for a long time and then took a few steps into the room. “How long have you been fighting?”
“And you have been successful?”
Lilith laughed derisively. “He’s thirty-one and oh.”
Odin looked her over. There was nothing sexual about the perusal – more like an entomologist studying a new insect in his collection. “I don’t understand what that means.”
Thor sighed. “It means I haven’t lost a fight yet.”
Nothing but unspoken words filled the room. It was uncomfortable and stifling, but he wouldn’t break first.
“I need to speak with you, son.”
Thor ground his teeth. “I’m not interested in anything you have to say to me.”
Odin let out a breath. “Please?” he asked.
He studied his father. He was haemorrhaging desperation although he was hiding it well. “I’ll give you ten minutes,” Thor replied. Turning to Lilith, he said, “Go and stall my sponsors.”
The goddess’s face screwed up, and Thor was sure he was up for a fight. Instead, the scowl disappeared and she left the room. Thor closed the door behind her and crossed his arms over his chest. “You now have nine minutes.”
Odin nodded. “We have a problem.”
“We?” Thor asked, moving around the room, unwrapping the tape from his hands.
“You and me,” Odin replied. Thor hadn’t even heard what his father wanted to say, but already didn’t like it. “Loki has been freed.”
That statement stopped him. He turned to look at his father. “Excuse me?”
“Loki. He’s free and he’s rather upset about what happened to him.”
“He’s rather upset?” Thor sputtered in disbelief. He sat down heavily on the bench. “How?”
“Your mother is dead,” he said, instead of answering his question.
“What? When?” Gods, his father could bring the worst fucking news.
“Last month? And you didn’t think to tell me?”
“I did not know where you were until two hours ago.”
Thor was silent for a few minutes, his head resting in his hands. Warily, he asked, “Where is Loki now?”
“Here, in Chicago.”
“Are you sure?”
“I was, until I lost him. I’ve been tracking him for the past month, but as of yesterday evening, I don’t know where he is.”
“Has he contacted you?” Thor asked.
“In his own way he has.”
Lifting his head, Thor frowned. “Why do you always have to be so damn cryptic?” he asked, standing again and picking up his sports bag to get some clean clothes. “What does he want?”
Odin put his back against one wall, crossing his arms over his chest despite the risk of putting wrinkles in his suit. “I suspect our deaths.”