At just after one o’clock in the morning, her water broke, drenching the bed sheets beneath her and sending her gasping into full awareness. “Lucas!”
The werewolf beside her was awake and out of bed before she’d even told him what was happening. No doubt he knew. He always knew. He moved around the bed with incredible speed, grabbing jackets, blankets, and cell phones before he was back beside her with a beautiful, yearning-filled determination in his dark eyes. The muscles of his tall, strong body rippled in the pale light coming through the curtained windows, and Danny experienced a selfish, needful emotion. She couldn’t wait until she was sturdy and strong enough that he could hold her up against the wall and ravage her the way he did before he’d knocked her up.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he said, helping her out of the bed and then lovingly draping her sweater and jacket over her. It wasn’t exactly cold outside, but May in Trinidad, California wasn’t exactly warm either, and Lucas wasn’t known for taking chances when it came to his wife.
Oh God, she thought, as her swollen arms barely made it through the sleeves of the jacket. She was enormous. Every move she made ached a little, and the scale had been her worst enemy for weeks, but she’d been wary about using magic to ease the pain and discomfort since she just wasn’t certain what would have an effect on the children and what wouldn’t. Lalura had been by her side for the majority of the pregnancy, and she never failed to help with her tea and tinctures, but when it came down to it, becoming a mother was a messy, painful process no matter how you rolled the dice.
To make matters worse, there was a vast and hellish difference between carrying one child and carrying two. The twins had turned her into a beached whale within the course of three short months. She wasn’t at all surprised that she was going into labor a month early. If she didn’t get these babies out of her soon, her skin would split open.
“I can’t wait until this is over,” she said, grimacing as a contraction hit out of nowhere, forcing her to a stop in her dripping tracks and bringing her teeth gnashing together. “Son of a bitch,” she growled.
The contraction rolled through her like a tsunami, drowning all conscious thought in the red pulse that was pain. Lucas held her as she closed her eyes against it, and she used his hand as a squeeze-toy. She was a werewolf, so his bones consequently cracked under the pressure. But he was a werewolf too, so he said nothing, did nothing, and simply let her hold him as she rode it out.
The sound of a horn suddenly split the night, and all wicked, horrible thought fled from his mind. The horn was long and low and raised chills across his dark skin. It was an omen, a promise, an evil cry of deadly purpose.
Across from him, suspended in the air by her own glorious wings, Raven’s expression changed. Her eyes widened, her lips parted, and the anger fled from her features. She instinctively knew. She’d never heard the horn before in her short life – but she knew. Maybe it was her Chosen soul and the many lives it had lived in the past. Or maybe it was the inherent wrongness of this particular horn and what it meant. Regardless, Raven’s expression now mirrored his own. She was terrified.
He had to get her out of there.
The horn blew again, and Raven tried to cover her ears. It wouldn’t work; he knew that. Nothing could withstand the sound of the Horned One’s warning cry.
The Hunt had begun. Lord Oberon and his hounds would take everything in their path, human and non-human alike. All who heard the horn would be faced with a terrible choice: either join the Hunt – or become its prey. As the son of Asmodeus, he possessed a touch of immunity that others wouldn’t have, but even he would fall to the power of the Hunt eventually.
As would Raven.
We’re already lost, he thought. His only hope was to transport them somewhere. But he’d just killed three Rakshin and several of Malphas’s personal guard. He had the strength to open a portal but wasn’t certain he could direct it properly. Portal magic was finicky and wild. It was hard to control. There were a few gods who could do it unendingly without error, and a few magical items, such as a fragment from a unicorn’s horn, that could ensure proper transportation no matter what the state of their users – but Drake was neither a god, nor did he have any of these items on him.
Just as Drake was deciding it was worth the risk anyway, that anywhere would be better than here at that moment, Raven turned from him, raised her arms, and spoke a powerful word.
A beam of light shot from her outturned hands, and a portal began to swirl to life several feet away. Drake stared at the burgeoning portal in astonishment. He’d known that Raven was strong, but this was incredible. Perhaps her time in Eidolon had caused her magic to blossom. Opening a portal took a kind of magic very few possessed. The daughter of Malphas would certainly be able to do it, but he’d expected it to take her longer to learn.
Her instincts were incredible. She was incredible.
“Drake!” she called out, her expression now unsure. She knew what she as doing, deep down inside. But she was so new at this, she was uncertain of what it meant – of where the portal lead.
She gave him a questioning side-long glance, all anger now forgotten as the horn sounded once more below them and a new, far more deadly kind of fury began to open up inside of Drake. The Hunt was getting to him. He was Abaddonian royalty, but he was a living, breathing creature all the same. He had a flash of yearning, the desire to tear flesh from bone and feed until he was sated. But he shoved it away and rushed to Raven’s side.
“What’s happening?” she asked, her body shaking. Her fangs had pierced her bottom lip; a thin trickle of blood dripped over her chin. Hunger spiked through Drake and he shut his eyes tight against it as his arms once more came around Raven’s body.
“Think about where you want to go!” he told her firmly. “Direct the portal!”
The horn sounded a final time, and the long, lonesome sound was joined by the baying of massive, black hounds. Raven tensed in Drake’s arms. No, he thought. “Let it go, Raven. Fight it.” He squeezed her tight, jerking her against him to punctuate his words.
A low, growling sound came from deep within her throat. “I’m hungry,” she said, her words like sand paper.
“Think of where you want to go!” The portal would lead nowhere if she didn’t visualize a destination. He desperately needed her to concentrate – but The Hunt was seeping into her blood. And the smell of her blood was quickly having the same effect on him. His pulse was increasing at a rapid rate. His chest felt tight, his guts were twisting, and blood was rushing where it definitely did not need to rush just then. “Concentrate!” he bellowed, fighting to hear his own words over the baying of the hounds below.
“I don’t know!” Raven cried. Her eyes were shut tight against the change that was no doubt coming over her. “Anywhere! Nowhere! Just not here!”
The portal pulsed once and stopped growing, signaling that it was now ready to receive a passenger through its magic doorway.
Drake didn’t hesitate. “Go!” he yelled as he both released Raven and simultaneously shoved her toward the portal’s opening. Raven’s wings opened a touch more, instinctively catching at the wind to slow her, but Drake was relentless. He rushed forward, gave her one final push square in the back, and Raven’s lithe Abaddonian form was swallowed by the portal’s swirling magic.
Now, as he took her head in his hands and held her beneath him, he caught the clean scent of her cheap shampoo and the Dove soap she’d used on her perfect flesh. He could smell the chocolate and caramel on her breath from the Ghirardelli shop on Pier 39. Above it all, he caught the sweet, sweet scent of her blood. It was all around him, teasing him, urging him on.
The monster within him awoke and came to attention, its head rearing, its eyes glowing. With a body that nearly trembled with need and breath that was painfully bated, Azrael leaned in and claimed her lips in a kiss.
He felt the shudder wrack through her body; an instant wave of pleasure that he was helpless to keep from releasing into her. The archangel in him was slipping into the shadows; he was mostly vampire now, hungry and determined. She tasted like candy. She was warm and soft beneath his fingertips. He knew his fangs were lengthening; he didn’t care. He could feel them press threateningly against her plump lips as he parted them and took what he wanted.
Would they pierce her?
Yes, he thought desperately. He wanted them to. His body was aching; he was painfully hard now; it had taken mere seconds for him to lose so much control. He wanted to let the rest of it go. He could rip the jackets from her body – or simply wave them way with archangel magic. He wanted to see her… her long, lithe form, the sweet tenderness of her milky flesh. She would shiver and melt into him and he could take her here and now.
Would Uro attempt to stop him? Try to save her?
No, he thought. When a vampire took a female victim, the act was pure eroticism. Other vampires became entranced at the sight, instantly aroused. It was why Az had never fed from a female – not in two thousand years. He could not bring himself to get that close to anyone who wasn’t his archess.
But now here she was, caught in his embrace, and his teeth were showing. If anything, Azrael could have invited Uro to join him.
He almost chuckled at the thought. It was his soul mate’s fantasy, was it not? His archangel was nearly dead as he smiled against her lips and felt the tip of one of his fangs prick at her tender flesh. He was all vampire now, wicked and sinful. Any thoughts of waiting, of taking it slow for her sake, were faint whispers and distant memories.
Give in to me. It was an unnecessary command; physically his little angel had all but surrendered. She was an archess, but her powers were as of yet undiscovered and without them, she was for all intents and purposes a mortal. She was no match for him. Not here – not now.
Even if she had been, Azrael no longer felt like playing fair.
The softest moan escaped her lips, vibrating gently against Az and then rushing through his system like gasoline on a fire. The flames of his desire roared to leaping life and before he knew fully what he was doing, his hand was fisting in her flaxen hair.
He broke the kiss as gently as he could and the night was filled with the sound of harsh, ragged breaths. Whether they were hers or his or both, he could no longer tell. He was composed of want in that moment; dictated by need.
He opened his eyes to find the world in stark contrast; his eyes were no doubt glowing like double suns. His fangs were pronounced, and he imagined his pallor was just a touch too pale against the raven black of his long hair. The king of the vampires pulled his mate’s hair to the side and leaned in. There was no going back now.
Katherine closed her eyes and slowly breathed in through her nose. The air was choked with smoke and what she could only assume was magic, but she’d had a lot of practice staying calm in the worst kinds of situations. Somehow she managed a semi-deep breath of halfway decent oxygen and let it out through her mouth. Get a grip, she told herself. You can do this. This is what you’ve been waiting for.
She opened her eyes again and gazed across the clearing at the man who had been a wolf only a few seconds ago. He was alone where he slowly moved into the clearing; his frame was tall and very obviously strong. Kat took in the broad scope of his chest, his sculpted shoulders, trim waist and long legs. She caught the reflection of the moon on his jet black hair and it shimmered, promising a softness to the touch, like satin.
The man made it to the center of the clearing, and Kat forced herself into stillness. He was close enough now that if she made a sound, she knew his super human senses would pick up on it.
He moved in a slow circle, his head up, his storm gray eyes clearly visible – clearly glowing – in the otherwise monochromatic dim of the smoky night. Each movement was the epitome of grace and strength, each breath was controlled and perfect. He’s beautiful, she thought without realizing it. And then she stiffened under the weight of her observation.
Her gaze narrowed, indigo turning to ice. He’s beautiful. Your father’s killer is supernaturally beautiful because he’s supernaturally evil and he kills people with supernatural apathy.
The reminder was harsh and stronger than strictly necessary. But it did the trick. The werewolf’s appearance took a back seat to her mission and Kat straightened, pulled the gun from the holster beneath her leather jacket, and took aim.
As she did so, she made the slightest of sounds; a mere brushing of skin upon leather. Apparently it was enough. The werewolf across the clearing froze and cocked his head to one side. Just as Kat pulled the trigger, the wolf dropped; there was a quick, blinding flash of light and Kat knew that her aim had been off this time.
The wolf was fast. He was much faster than any other wolf she had gone up against. This realization coursed through her even while she was backing up and blocking the light from her eyes to take aim once more. Based on experience, she knew that when she unshielded her eyes, it would be to find the wolf loping toward her at full speed. It was always the same. If they attacked from a distance, they attempted to close that distance as quickly as possible. If they attacked close up – well, she had always been fortunate enough to able to pull the trigger before they could rip her to shreds.
Katherine lowered her arm and tightened her grip around her weapon.
The wolf was gone.
Kat spun, an instinctive premonition guiding her movements. And then she froze once more. The wolf had become a man again. He stood calm and easy less than ten feet away, his arms at his sides, his glowing, thunder-head gaze slicing through the darkness to pin her to the spot. The sight of him there, so close now, instantly jarred Katherine’s senses. Her hand felt strange around her gun and her breath hitched. She had never seen a more beautiful creature than the one who stood before her now. Up close, she could make out the strong lines of his chin and nose and the perfect slope of his neck and shoulder where his jet black hair curled against his collar. A five-o’-clock shadow darkened his visage, making him appear dangerously swarthy. His face was like a Roman sculpture – but it was his eyes that tore at Katherine’s heart.
She recalled them now. She remembered what she’d felt when she’d looked into them twenty years ago. She had been scared and numb and confused and in awe. And they’d looked at her then just as they were looking at her now. It brought her up short. Her finger hesitated on the trigger. Her hand began to tremble.
There was no hatred in his look. There was no malice. There was only what appeared to be shock, genuine and deep – and some other, less instantly recognizable emotion that Kat could not readily identify. She would know those eyes anywhere; this was indeed the man who had stood over her father’s murdered body. But if she had learned anything at all under the tutelage of people who killed for a living, it was that the werewolf appeared in that moment to be anything but a cold blooded killer.
It’s a trick, her mind told her. He’s a demon. No matter what his kind called themselves, no matter how beautiful he happened to be, he was evil and he deserved to die. Their nefarious species purportedly possessed members who were not only supernaturally fast and strong, as all werewolves were, but could manipulate things around them: weather, electricity, even peoples’ minds and willpower. Any hesitation on Kat’s part was most likely the direct fault of the demon, who might very well be in her head in that moment. And it would only get her killed.
Pull the trigger.
There is a fleeting moment that exists for every individual just before they do something truly life altering. It’s that flash of insight and sanity that stalls your heartbeat and blood flow – a quick warning – just before you explode and make a fool of yourself. Or that incredibly brief instant of clarity you have before you floor the gas pedal and run the red light. It’s a split second of self admonishment in which you realize that what you’re about to do is wrong, but just as quickly choose to ignore that realization and do it anyway. It’s too fast to catch, too bright to see, utterly gone even before you’ve blinked and therefore, it does a person absolutely no good at all. And yet, there it is.
It’s what Katherine experienced just before her finger pressed in on the trigger of her specialized weapon a second time, and she found herself closing her eyes.
It took only a fraction of the time to pull the trigger as it did for her to realize that nothing happened when she did. A stark silence greeted her and her eyes flew open once more. The man with the glowing gray eyes was still standing ten feet away and still watching her, but her gun arm was trembling. The gun hadn’t gone off.
Jammed? she thought, knowing even as she thought it that it was impossible. These particular guns didn’t jam. They were electric. She’d never before heard of one failing a Hunter.
She swallowed; an odd reflex in a body more nervous than it had ever been. The swallow caught half way on a slim throat that had gone painfully dry. She managed to keep from coughing, but her eyes watered where they remained locked on the enigmatic fallen angel of a man several feet away.
The wolf – the man – considered her carefully and then, with that same grace that seemed to spell some kind of perfection, he took a step toward her. Kat’s eyes widened and she hurriedly retreated a step.
What the hell? That wasn’t right. She had never shied away from a fight before. She’d never backed down from a demon. Something was horribly wrong with her.
Kat tried to square her shoulders, but she could hear her breath now and she was stunned to find that it shook. She was trembling. This wasn’t her. This wasn’t how she’d been trained to deal with a werewolf – a demon. She was not herself. This was all going terribly wrong.
“Why are you afraid of me, little one?” the wolf asked. His voice was unlike any she’d ever heard, deep and rumbling and velvet. Katherine nearly gasped beneath the weight of it; it felt like a blanket draping itself over her, warm and comfortable and laced with will-sapping weakness.
No! Katherine shook herself. He’s using his power on me, she told herself fiercely. Some werewolves could do that. Others had to kiss their victims, but she’d heard tales of demons who could force a human into submission with no more than a glance. Surely, a voice could do similar damage.
It had to be that. Because it sure as shit wasn’t that she simply liked the way he sounded.
The man took another step toward her…..
Getting past security had been a breeze in his new vampire body. Despite the hotel’s lavish décor and plethora of guards, Uriel had made it to the top floor of the high rise hotel with no problems and without being seen.
Even with the gold band around his wrist, he could smell her as if he’d bent to inhale the scent of her hair. Lavender. He could time the beats of the pulse in her throat. And he could imagine what it looked like… inviting and tinted slightly blue beneath the taut porcelain of her flesh.
He lowered his hand and closed his eyes. Azrael was right. He was a hunter now; it was a part of him. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
And then she sighed softly and it sounded so sad, so lonely, his eyes flew open once more, his heart at once aching. The call of that loneliness hardened his resolve and he raised his hand and knocked.
He could hear her pulse jump, her heart racing, forcing the blood to rush rampantly through her veins. He smiled a slow smile, unable to help himself. That blood was as much a call to him as anything else. He wasn’t surprised when she stopped moving and didn’t answer the knock. She was being careful. But he was being persistent.
He knocked again and his smile broadened. “Knock, knock,” he added, at once giving himself away. He was pleased to hear that her heartbeat kicked up another notch. “Let me in?” he requested softly. Then, in a slightly deeper tone filled with amusement, he added, “I won’t bite.” It was what he had said to her outside of her apartment several days ago. It held a lot more meaning now.
He heard her moving then, quickly making her way to the door. She obviously peered at him through the peephole. “That was a lot funnier and a lot less meaningful the first time you said it,” she told him, mirroring his thoughts.
He chuckled, his body thrumming to life at the simple sound of her voice and the hopeful fact that she was teasing him. But she made no move to open the door. He shifted from one foot to the other and considered his options. He could always break the door down.
Vampires didn’t actually need any kind of invitation to enter a dwelling as myth would have people believe. And even without the magic that the bracelet held in check, his vampire body would be through the door and on the other side in the blink of an eye.
But getting into the room wasn’t the goal here. Getting into Eleanore’s heart was. He tried another tactic and wiped the smile from his face. “You may as well at least open the door, Ellie,” he told her, his tone calm and reasonable. “Think about it. If I truly posed a threat to you, would a door stop me?”
She was quiet, hopefully mulling his words over. After a few long seconds, she softly admitted, “Probably not.”
Again, he smiled, but he ducked his head so that she couldn’t see it through the peephole. It was important in that moment for him to keep the sheep suit on a little longer. Several more tense seconds passed and then Uriel heard the chain in the lock. A latch was thrown and the handle turned and Uriel looked up to find himself staring into a pair of wary indigo eyes.
A chord of shock vibrated through him. So beautiful, he thought. Was it always going to be like this? Would he be stunned by her every time he laid eyes on her?
She slowly opened the door wide and gazed out at him, her bottom lip caught tight between two rows of perfect white teeth. He glanced at the pouty pink flesh, captured so tight, and thought about how it would feel trapped within his own teeth. The image made him ache and his muscles flexed of their own accord. He was lost for a while in his constant, returning desire for her, and it momentarily threw him for words.
Her perfect brow furrowed and her gaze narrowed.
Uriel realized he’d been lost and quickly pulled himself together. He felt thorns in his left hand and remembered the roses. He cleared his throat. “Truce?” he asked as he tentatively held them out for her.
Eleanore looked down at the roses and contemplated them in silence. Then, slowly, she took them from him and brought them to her nose. She inhaled and her lovely face unwound into an easy, natural smile. Uriel couldn’t use the vampire ability he’d gained to read her mind while he wore the bracelet, but he didn’t need to. He could see her thoughts written clearly in her expression. She loved the roses.
“I wanted to get you lavender,” he told her. “I know you like it.” Her hair always smelled like lavender, tempting and clean. He caught a hint of it now, in fact, and it made him yearn to run his hands through her silky strands and bury his face in it. She looked up at him expectantly, her eyes shining brightly. Again he cleared his throat, his body aching for her as it never had. “But no one in Vegas sells it,” he continued. “So I went with something that smells almost as sweet.”
Her smile broadened and she ducked her head. “I love them,” she said quietly. “They’re beautiful.” She gazed down at them a moment more and then seemed to catch herself. She straightened, her smile faded and she struck him with a suddenly guarded expression. “But I still want to know how you found me,” she told him. “And….” She paused, looked at the floor, toed the door frame in the carpet, and looked up at him once more. “And I want to know what you want from me.”
What I want…. Uriel could have growled with the hunger he felt when he thought about what he wanted from her. If she had the slightest idea, she would slam the door shut and bolt it. And then call the Marines.
Instead, he concentrated on forcing the fangs that had erupted in his mouth to shrink once more. And he shoved his hands into his pockets to keep them busy. “The truth is, I had no idea you would be in Vegas tonight,” he said. “I woke up and had to… eat.” He glanced at her nervously and then quickly averted his gaze. “Azrael brought me here.”
“Then-” she broke off, and he looked up to study her face. He could almost see the wheels spinning in her head. “Azrael knew I was here, didn’t he?”
Uriel nodded. There was no point in denying it. “Did Samael hurt you?” he asked then, surprised by his own question. It must have been burning in the back of his brain for him to suddenly blurt it out. But he found that even as he focused on the subject, his blood felt colder in his veins. His eyes felt hotter and his teeth throbbed in his gums.
Eleanore looked up at him in sudden silence, her own dark blue eyes widening slightly. He was tempted, then and there, to yank the band off of his wrists so that he could read her thoughts. There was fear in her eyes. And something else.
But she swallowed hard; he could hear it pushing past her tight throat, and she shook her head. “No,” she said. “He didn’t hurt me.”
He didn’t believe her. Not for a second. There was something she wasn’t telling him. But there were no markings on her body that he could see and he would know if she were in pain; he would be able to smell the cortisol and adrenaline flooding her system.
All he could smell right now was the lavender in her hair, the cinnamon on her tongue and the heady scent of roses. He cocked his head to one side and leveled her with his jade green eyes on her once more.
She fidgeted and captured a lock of her hair between her fingers in nervous agitation. “Uriel, can you read my mind now?” she asked. “I mean, now that you’re a vampire?”
He smiled and shook his head, holding up his wrist. “Not with this on.”
She glanced at the bracelet and he saw the memories flood her features. She was still angry about what had happened at the mansion. “I’m sorry, Ellie,” he told her honestly. “Max suggested I keep it with me.” He’d taken the bracelet as a precaution, but when it came down to it, he knew in his heart that he had hesitated in using it because he would never be able to force Eleanore to do anything against her will. “I never would have used it on you,” he admitted. He prayed that she could see the urgency in his eyes. “I hope you believe me.”
She studied him closely and he found himself unaccountably nervous under the scrutiny. Finally, she wiped her palms on her jeans and nodded. “I believe you.”
Relief flooded him, fueling his courage. “May I come in, Ellie?”
She swallowed hard again. “I don’t know,” she said. “If I let you in, can you control yourself?”
“Yes,” he said, holding up his wrist once more. The gold band gleamed under the hall lights. “And I’m properly collared.”
She smiled at that, her beautiful face cracking a true grin. His stomach fluttered, his muscles tensed, and his heart melted. “Alright,” she said, stepping back out of the way. “You can come in.”
Excerpt from “Always Angel,” (by Heather Killough-Walden,) the Lost Angels series promotional novella due for release to ebook format only, October, 2011….
Angel gazed longingly at the night sky and then turned away from the window to continue toward the bathroom. But as she passed the full-length mirror beside her dresser, she stopped. Slowly, she turned to face the looking glass, the expression on her face troubled.
There was something decidedly different-looking about her tonight.
Over the years, Angel had taken on many different guises. It was one of her more potent abilities to be capable of changing certain attributes of her appearance. Her hair, her skin, and her eyes were malleable. If she wanted, she could have short hair, blond hair, black hair, long hair, curly hair, red hair – any hair. She could possess green eyes, gold eyes, blue eyes, brown eyes, violet eyes or a mixture of any colors she chose. Her skin was dark some days and light others and, depending upon where she was, she blended into her surroundings like any local. Hiding.
Always hiding. She was good at that. It was essential. Angel never allowed her real hair, eyes and skin to take hold. Those, she kept secret, stashed away in the veritable closet of the masks she wore day in and day out.
Tonight, she wore the skin and hair of an African American woman. Her amber eyes were stark in the lovely frame of her perfect face. Her bone structure, height, and body type always remained the same. She couldn’t have changed them if she’d wanted to. She would forever be tall and slim and strong. Luckily, most people never saw past color when attempting to identify someone.
However, tonight, Angel could swear there was something beyond the basic – beneath the surface – that had been altered. She gazed at her reflection, frowned, and then blinked. There was almost a… glow about her.
“Oh no,” she whispered, a new kind of fear blooming within her.
Angel had never been under any misconceptions about her looks. She was well aware that she was what many would consider almost impossibly beautiful. Her appearance was otherworldly. It always had been. She was not of this world, so that made sense. But, she’d managed to keep it under wraps, for the most part, through either her ability to change her secondary traits – or her through her stealth. She kept to the shadows, wore hooded jackets and sweat shirts, and stayed out of the way until her powers were needed.
Now, however…. “Crap,” she muttered.
“You know you shine like a beacon,” came a deep voice behind her.
Angel froze. Her amber eyes cut to the figure in the mirror. He was standing on her window ledge. Despite the clear view of the window her mirror’s reflection afforded, she hadn’t seen him approach. She hadn’t heard him or even felt him arrive.
It had been a very, very long time since someone had managed to sneak up on her like this. In fact, it had been thousands of years.
And it was the same man.
“Hesperos,” she whispered, nearly out of breath with the shock of him. Memory was a strange thing. Most people couldn’t recall what they’d had for lunch the day before, but they could remember events and people from decades past. It was that way for Angel now.
The man on her window ledge looked the same as he always had. His clothing had changed. Instead of the armor of a soldier of ancient Athens, he now wore black jeans, black boots, and a black leather vest over a bare chest. But his appearance was as it had always been: Tall, strong, chiseled. Perfect.
Hesperos may not have been quite as otherworldly as Samuel Lambent. No one was, and for good reason. But Hesperos was a king.
And it showed.
Maybe he won’t recognize me, she thought desperately. Her mind was spinning end over end, her heart thumping painfully in her chest. Angel was far from defenseless, even when it came to battling things not quite human. However, Hesperos was special. If it came down to a struggle, she would lose.
The last time he had seen her, she’d been sporting long red hair and hazel eyes. She’d been wearing the robes of a Celt. On the outside, she had looked nothing like she did now. Maybe, if she was lucky, he wouldn’t see past her outer shell any more than a human male would.
But even as she hoped it, she knew she was fooling herself. Hesperos was an incubus. The incubi, or “Nightmares,” as other supernatural creatures referred to them, were notorious for hunting beauty in its purest form. Outward appearance often meant little to them. They appreciated it, to be sure. But if a woman was not as lovely on the inside as she was on the outside, the incubus quickly lost interest and went elsewhere.
Nightmares could easily tell what rested in a woman’s heart. Despite the fact that Angel had become very good at hiding her true nature over the decades, Hesperos was the Nightmare king. Two thousand years ago, he had nearly managed the tiniest peek at her real form. And now? If anyone could see her, or at least glimpse her, as she truly was, it would be him. Well… him and Samuel Lambent, anyway.
Very slowly, Angel turned from the mirror, her fingers clasping the thin spaghetti strap of her slip where she’d been about to let it fall off of her shoulder. It was her last remaining vestige of clothing. It was all that remained between herself and the literal lord and master of the sexiest men on the planet.
Hesperos watched her from where he stood on the ledge, framed by the light of the moon and her slowly swaying curtains. His raven black hair was shot through with streaks of blue beneath the illumination. He bore an intriguing black symbol of a tattoo on the left side of his neck, and another across the swell of his right bicep. A third peeked from beneath the leather edge of his vest. To most people, they simply appeared to be tattoos, “manly” perhaps, intricate and well drawn. However, to Angel, they were symbols of his power, his status, and a reminder of the fact that he was king.
After a few moments, he stepped down from the ledge and the moonlight struck the steel of his eyes. It had always been his eyes that turned Angel’s head the most and weakened her to the point of danger. They were a mixture of green and gray that she had never seen on anyone else. They looked like jade shot through with metal, and their powers of perception were incredible.
Nothing escaped Hesperos. That was perhaps what scared her the most.
She swallowed hard now and watched with a wariness she hadn’t felt in centuries as the incubus king moved from the window, his boots sounding loud in the hollow silence between them. It wasn’t that Hesperos was a bad man. He never hurt women – not that he would ever need to – and he never let his seed impregnate anyone as did the majority of the incubi. Compared to his minions, the Nightmare King was a teddy bear in those regards.
But he hadn’t gotten to be king by accident.
Hesperos possessed a great deal of power. In fact, Angel was a little surprised that he hadn’t yet attempted to subjugate her mind in order to make this easier for himself. It wasn’t that he necessarily needed to be able to control the minds of his victims to get what he wanted. Most women melted at a single glance from him. But he wasn’t stupid. He never left anything to chance. Another reason he was king.
The fact that he hadn’t tried to infiltrate her thoughts only fortified Angel’s fear that he knew damn well she was something more than human. He wouldn’t bother to try taking her over until he knew what he was dealing with. He was sizing up his prey. A good hunter did whatever was necessary to keep the claw and bite wounds to a minimum.
Hesperos continued to watch her as he moved through her room, a shark making slow circles around his dinner. His expression was a wickedly handsome mixture of curiosity, caution and determination. “Oh, little beauty,” he said, his voice raising goose bumps of anticipation across her skin. “What are you, I wonder?”
Angel said nothing, but her heart’s quick pace was surely giving her away. He doesn’t know, she told herself firmly. He doesn’t remember, so don’t tip him off. Be strong.
“You smell like rain,” he said, “freshly fallen.”
There’s a reason for that, she thought sarcastically. Hopelessly.
“You seem familiar to me,” he said next.
Angel’s breath caught. She felt her eyes widen just a little. Stupid, she scolded herself. She was out of practice, it would seem. Hesperos was sure to notice slip ups like this.
The king stopped at the center of her room and cocked his head to one side, narrowing his gaze on her thoughtfully. In that moment, he reminded her of the calculating Greek soldier he’d once been as he’d gone slumming among the mortals out of sheer boredom. He’d been a veritable god of war, pulling back from the role only when he’d realized that if he’d wanted to, he could have slaughtered the entire human population. That wasn’t him. Hesperos wasn’t a killer.
But he looked like one now. Machiavellian. Cunning…. Bad.
Without speaking, the Nightmare King took a step toward her. Angel thought fast, steeling her nerves. She raised her chin, and with a slight twist of her wrist, she finally let the slip that she had been holding slide through her fingers. Hesperos’s metal green eyes watched the thin sheen of material drift to the floor and pool at her bare feet. For the slightest of moments, he paused, a small smile playing across his lips.
Then his gaze slid back up her long body, taking everything in. He took another step. “My, my,” he said, shaking his head as if at the wonder of her. “But you are a rare bird.” Several more boot-echoing steps and he had closed the distance between them. Despite her tall frame, the king stood half a foot taller than she did and towered over her as he crowded her with his imposing presence.
“You’re rather impressive, yourself,” she admitted softly, unable to help herself. He was getting to her. She may have been inhuman, but she was still a woman and Hesperos was very much a man.
“You know me,” he said. “You’ve spoken my name.” He smiled then, revealing straight, white teeth with canines that were ever so slightly longer than the norm. “I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage.” As he spoke, he locked her gaze in his, capturing her attention in a nearly literal sense.
She found it impossible to look away as he raised his right hand and delicately brushed his fingers across the top of her collarbone. A hard shiver raced through her. “I hardly believe that’s possible,” she told him.
His smile broadened and a chuckle of real amusement rumbled up from his broad chest. “I wouldn’t have thought so either,” he admitted easily. “And yet, here we are. You know who I am….” He lifted a curly lock of her black hair and wound it around his fingers. “And it isn’t mutual.”
To this, Angel said nothing. She was afraid that if she dared to speak, she would inadvertently say something – anything – that would give her away.
Hesperos watched her eyes as if he were reading the play of thoughts that ran through her mind. And then he narrowed his gaze and she felt it. The swell of his power. He’d obviously realized that she wasn’t going to reveal herself to him willingly, because he was suddenly no longer playing nice. She sensed the arms of his magic reach out and grab her, holding her fast as his mind scraped hers, scouring it for the secrets she was hiding.
“Stop,” she said, her own gaze narrowing in turn. “Stay out of my head.” Anger clenched her jaw and gritted her teeth. She had hoped it wouldn’t come to this, but his curiosity was piqued. He’d always been like that. Relentless.
Again – he was king for a reason.
“Who are you, little one?” he asked, his steel green eyes sparkling with almost cruel amusement and curiosity. “The walls you’ve put up are ancient,” he said, shaking his head as he brushed his knuckles across her cheekbone and then gently cupped her chin. “As ancient as I.”
And then, suddenly, he stilled – and she knew her battle was lost. The recognition flashed before his beautiful face like lightning and his grip on her chin tightened. “Angel,” he whispered. His gaze darkened, his pupils expanding. For a moment, he seemed thrown. Off his game.
Angel felt her muscles tighten, preparing for a literal fight or flight.
But he was faster. His hands came down around her upper arms, gripping them with vice-like strength. It didn’t hurt, not yet. But it was clear she wasn’t meant to go anywhere.
Two thousand years ago, Angel had spent a single night with Hesperos. A single, hot, wanton, intense, burning and delicious night. And then she’d fled – and though he’d looked for her, sending out his Nightmares to search high and low for decades, she had successfully eluded him.
Eventually, he and his kind had taken to the shadows along with the rest of the paranormal creatures on Earth. They’d disappeared from the sight of humans as readily and easily as she had vanished from Hesperos’s sights.
Only now, he was back. And he’d found her after all.
Angel felt her hopes sink and her need rise as Hesperos bent over her and leaned in, his grip tight, his eyes unflinchingly resolute. “Long time no see, precious one.”
Excerpt from The Spell, by Heather Killough-Walden (Book three in the Big Bad Wolf series)
When no more sound came, she exchanged a look with Imani. Before they could head toward the front door, their two wolf companions loped off in that direction first, their hackles up, their throats lowly growling.
Imani and Danny quickly followed after. However, once at the door, both Lily and Charlie stopped. Charlie raised her head, sniffing the air. In the next second, both women were flashing back into their human forms. Immediately, Charlie reached for the door and threw it open, stepping out onto the front porch.
Danny rushed to catch up, the rest of them filing out onto the porch after her.
In the front yard stood some of the most powerful people any of them had ever known. Malcolm Cole was there, his green eyes flashing, his gaze locked on his mate with the usual mixture of pride, possession and hunger. His second in command, Jake, was there as well. A few feet away stood Jessie Graves, who was both a rare and powerful Sentinel and Charlie’s guardian. Beside him stood James Valentine, Lily’s guardian. Daniel Kane stood on Valentine’s opposite side with several members of his pack, some plain-clothes detectives, others still dressed in the uniforms of police officers. They looked like they could all strip down and pose for a Playgirl calendar, but Danny knew they were each incredibly dedicated – and capable – cops.
Interspersed throughout the group of werewolves were people that Danny had never seen before. But the magic radiating off of them was more than enough to mark them as witches and wizards. Standing in front of them all were the two men who literally took Danny’s breath away. One was Charlie’s grandfather, the Council Overseer and the single most powerful werewolf in existence.
The other was Lucas Caige.
His dark eyes were narrowed, his head lowered, his tall, strong frame radiating a stark determination and anger. The mark on her arm burned with both pain and pleasure, a warning laced in bliss. Her breath caught in her lungs as he parted his lips, exposing the fangs of his wolf.
The others followed suit. Every single wolf there bared his teeth. Their ire was up, their defenses at the fore. The air rumbled with thunder – and something else.
“We need to talk,” Lucas said, his voice a menacing growl. “Now.”
“Holy shit, girl,” whispered Charlie beside her. “That is one serious alpha.”
Danny tried to tear her gaze from Lucas’s long enough to look over at her friend, but she couldn’t. He held her fast in his sway, melting her to the spot until she was stuck and fighting to breathe. She watched in helpless fascination as he slowly left the Overseer’s side and strode toward her. Every single step he took was a threat, a warning, a promise. Thunder rolled closer and lightning split the sky a mile away.
Lucas’s boot touched down on the first step of the porch, sounding loudly in the thick silence. Danny wanted to step back. She wanted to run and hide – and she wanted him to get to her faster, rip her clothes off, and take her inside.
An eternity later, he stood before her and the other girls had backed away. Just a little. She knew they wanted to be supportive, but he was her mate. And he was a wolf. And he was mad as hell. There was little scarier than such a creature.
Excerpt from Sam I Am, by Heather Killough-Walden (Book one in The October Trilogy)
He watched her from the end of the hallway. She didn’t know he was there. He made sure of that. Sam wasn’t sure why it was, but the form he had taken, the form her words had given him, came with certain powers. He found the sensation of each execution of these new abilities to be startling and vivid. They made him feel as he hadn’t felt for ages. Eons, even. They made him feel alive.
And so, it was with a quiet resolution – and the new found thrill of voyeurism – that Sam stood there at the end of the hall, using his powers to carefully watch the woman he desired, even as he made certain that none of the other students came anywhere near him. They simply walked around him without noticing. It was exhilarating to know he had this much influence. This much control. It made him impatient. He wanted to use these abilities on her.
He could smell her blood. His gaze easily found the splash of red on her hand. She’d pricked her finger on his rose. In his world, such a thing would have carried meaning. Ages ago, it was believed that when a woman pierced her flesh on the thorn of a rose given to her by a suitor, she was destined to marry him.
He closed his eyes for just a moment, and allowed himself to imagine her as his bride, in his home – in his bed. His mind swam with a consciousness created through wishes; filled with cravings, yearnings and desires.
He was made of want, and want he did. He wanted Logan. It was only his uncertainty, as a newborn entity, that held him back.
He opened his eyes and they locked on her once more. He noticed how her long hair shimmered under the fluorescent bulbs in the hallway; it was the color of honey and beckoned like silk, long and wavy and touchable. And then her rare, golden eyes darkened, her pupils expanding, and he recognized that look. He knew what it meant.
She was watching someone else.
He followed her gaze to find that she was stealing surreptitious glances at a young man with long black hair and eyes like clouded emeralds. They were the color of oak groves from a distance. The color of life.
Sam’s gaze darkened. The blue in his own stark eyes turned cobalt.
The young man with the black hair seemed to feel Logan’s gaze on him. He looked up and, catching her before she could look away, he returned a secret glance, managing a quick smile.
Sam barely suppressed a growl. Logan Wright was his destiny. But these other children? They meant nothing to him. They were nothing. They could only get in the way.
And he was feeling hungry again.
Excerpt from Messenger’s Angel, by Heather Killough-Walden (Book Two in the Lost Angels Series)
The rapping at the door came again, a touch more insistent this time. Juliette had no idea what the emergency number in Scotland was. Not knowing what else to do, she picked up her cell phone, dialed the cell phone number that Angus Dougal had given to her, and left her thumb hovering over the “talk” key. Then she stepped through the door of the bedroom and into the living room beyond.
Gabriel Black stood on the other side of the glass doors. His pitch-black, wavy hair looked wind tossed. He wore motorcycle boots, black jeans, and a tight black sweater beneath a black leather jacket. He stood tall and dark and his eyes were hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses.
The sudden image of him there, only a few feet away, with that touchably messed up hair and all that leather had a strange effect on Juliette. She stopped in the living room and watched him warily, even as her stomach warmed and her legs grew wobbly. Gabriel reached up with a gloved hand, and as his perfect lips curled into some secret sort of smile, he pulled off his shades.
Quicksilver, Juliette thought. His mercury gaze shot through the glass doors to nail her to the spot. His smile broadened and she heard his chuckle through the thickness of the glass. It was a delicious sound.
Before she knew what she was doing, Juliette found herself walking across the living room to the doors. She hesitated only a moment, glanced up at him as he continued to smile down at her, then unlatched the door and slid it open.
“Good day, lass,” Gabriel drawled, his eyes sparkling like diamonds. “May I come in?”
“You’re not a vampire like your brother, are you?” Juliette found herself asking. She wasn’t sure why she said it. It was broad daylight, after all. It just spilled out.
Gabriel’s gorgeous eyes widened and then he threw back his head and laughed, the sound warm and deep and intoxicating on several levels. “No’ bloody likely,” he chuckled. “Bu’ you’re lucky you did no’ meet my family two months ago,” he continued. “When I had two brothers that were vampires.”
Now it was Juliette’s turn to have wide eyes.
“It’s a long story, little one,” he said then, quieting down a bit. His gaze softened, his pupils expanding as he looked down at her. “I’d be happy to share it with you over dinner.”
Juliette tried to think of everything she’d learned about Gabriel – and about her messed up life – in the last forty-eight hours. But none of it would present itself to her in an orderly fashion. All she could really think of at that moment was the man before her; he filled her senses. Made her feel warm – breathless.
She looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s four in the afternoon,” she told him.
“Aye, bu’ it’ll take a while to get where I’d like to take you,” he said, his smile as bright and beautiful as ever. He raised one well muscled arm and braced it on the door frame beside him. The scent of his soap and aftershave drifted toward her on a breeze and Juliette’s mouth went dry. “I know you’d enjoy the ride, luv,” he said softly. “Wha’ do you say?”
She looked up into those silver eyes that were glittering like diamonds, and any anger she felt over the way he’d previously treated her began to melt rapidly away. “Angus Dougal said that you’re a playboy,” she accused. There was no real vehemence in her tone however, and she found that her gaze kept slipping to his lips.
Thinking of his kiss.
“Did he now?” Gabriel looked amused – and entirely unabashed. He leaned in then and something dark flickered in the silver depths of his eyes. “An’ why would such a man be sayin’ such things to you, I wonder?”
“Maybe he’s trying to warn me.”
Gabriel’s brow shot up. “Warn you?” His gaze narrowed. “Away from me?”
“He’s a good man,” Juliette insisted. “And he seems to think that you’re not.”
Gabriel stared down at her for a good few seconds. Again, that something dark flickered in his stormy eyes. “An’ wha’ do you think, lass?” he asked, his voice now barely more than a whisper. “Am I no’ a good man?”
Juliette gazed up at him and felt time slow down. The sound of the cold surf on the shore below was a gentle roar in the background. Seagulls cried. The wind was sharp and smelled like salt; she could see that saltiness in Gabriel’s hair. He seemed a part of the land in that moment, rugged, hard, uncompromising. His piercing, stark eyes were ancient. There were stories there by the thousands.
What did she think of him? She could barely think at all.
“I….” She started to reply, but when she realized she didn’t know what she was going to say, she fell silent again. Her chest felt strangely tight, her stomach warm. It was his eyes – they were doing odd things to her. His tall, strong body caged her in, towered over her. Everything about him begged to be touched – tested.
How gentle would Scotland be with her? Would he bend for her? Or would he break her?
There was a blur before Juliette’s eyes, and before she realized what was happening, Gabriel moved forward, bent, and lifted her, throwing her over his broad shoulder. She landed gently on the hard plane of his muscle; he seemed to be careful in that respect. But she was still too shocked to do anything but gasp and then cry out.
“Sorry, luv,” Gabriel said as he reached out and closed her cottage door and then turned and began descending the steps to the driveway. “Bu’ we need some time an’ I’m no’ gonna wait for you to decide you trust me.”
ok- can i read this yesterday????????is that too soon?????
I am SO ready to read the rest of The Spell, that tidbit just made the craving worse!
Omg I cannot wait for the spell!!! But Sam I am and Messengers angel definitely look promising. Good luck with all the deadlines! I’m looking forward to it. Thanks for the teasers ^_~
When will Drake of Tanith be published & on Amazon Kindle?
AND Hell Bent was SUCH an AWESOME book!! Will you write more like this??
Just finished Hell Bent!!! Loved it!!!!! Will there be an Adam Night story? I sure hope so.
I just finished reading The spell.. and OMG I am addicted to the big bad wolf series.. I can not wait for more.. so whens the next one coming?!?!?!
PLEASE tell me that you are writing book #4 with your Big Bad Wolf Series!! I absolutely LOVE this series and need more to read.
I loved “Hell Bent” and would love another in that series. I agree that a sequal with Adam Night would be great!
omg im soo with you on that!!! book number 4 will be awesome!!
I loved all of the Big Bad Wolf series including The Spell and can’t wait to read more.
i have just read all the books in the big bad wolf series found them very addictive can not wait for the next book hope its soon
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I just finished the big bad wolf series…love it…can’t wait for more…please add me to your news letter..
I started reading your books when I got a kindle–LOVE ‘EM ALL! Can’t wait for more.
I accidentally found your books on Amazon. I am so glad I did. I have read the majority of them and I love them all!! My favorites are The Big Bad Wolf series and The October Trilogy. I didn’t think I could love another series more than The Big Bad Wolf series. Then I read Sam I AM. It was so good I read it in just a few hours. I just couldn’t put it down. I hope the next book comes out soon. I can hardly wait to see what happens next. Also, I just wanted to say thank you for making your books such great prices. 🙂 How do I sign up for your newsletter? I definitely don’t want to miss the release of any new books. LOL!
Hi Dev! I’m so glad you are enjoying my work! I will add you to the newsletter; I have done that for everyone who has asked through the blog. The other way to sign up is by sending me a request through the comment link. 🙂 consider it done!
The first book I read of yours was Forever Neverland. I literally started last night and didn’t put it down until I finished. Awesome book, and the teaser for Sam I Am was enough to make me go onto Amazon.com and download every book you had on there to my Kindle. I have to say I am impressed. Peter Pan was my favorite book when I was a child, and I loved your spin on what happened when the Darling children got home. The added bonus, you went more in depth with Hook and I always thought he got a bit of a bum rap. I would love to see you develop more of that story, since it felt like a cliff hanger with Hook and Wendy. Until then, I am anxious to start the new ones I’ve downloaded. The teasers here have only made me want to read more.
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Just finished The Spell. I’m so glad I found your work, have enjoyed all of your books so far. Keep ’em coming : )
I absolutley loved your books, its so new and differnt from anything I have ever read. You are a very talented writer. I read the whole (big bad wolf series) in three days one after another. I found that I couldnt put them down. I really hope that you will continue with the series. I cant tell you how glad I was at the end of book three to find out that Byron wasnt dead. Is he going to be the next hero for the series? and who is it that Seth was talking about when he said the woman he wanted was out of his reach. As corney as this will probably sound I am completely spell bound by your writing. I would very much like to be added to your news letter your books are definately worth knowing about.
I am super hooked on your books they rock! I agree with everyone that the Big Bad Wolf series is awesome! At this point I am getting all your books. I am a super fan. I would love to be added to your newsletter and please please please keep writing! Best Regards!
Please add me to your newsletter. Thanks! BTW I just finished the Wolf series and really enjoyed it, looking forward to #4.
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I just finished reading Hell Bent, and I was blown away. Please tell me you are writing more along this line. I thought it was fantastic! Seriously, I couldn’t read it fast enough. I’m still going to look at your other books, but I love romantic suspense books. Hell Bent was along the same lines of another auther I read, Anne Stuart. I love, love, love the dark hero…the assassin. Please consider another book like this one. It was awesome! Keep up the great work.
OMG!! i love your books I read the entire Big Bad Wolf series in one day. I can’t wait for the next one to come out!!! 🙂 I just got done reading The Chosen Soul and it was amazing!!! Cant wait for the next one!! Can you please add me to your newsletter?! Keep Writing you ROCK!!! 🙂
I absolutely love the Big Bad Wolf Series! I can’t wait for the next installment. Please add me to your newsletter 🙂
I’ve read all of your books with the exception of “The Redeemer.” I love how you keep the romantic tension between the two main characters, sometimes even with the sexy villains. The dark brooding intense characters appeal to me. Now that you’ve got me hooked along with the rest of your other fans, what’s next?
Is there going to be an addition to the big bad wolf series?? If so , when should I start looking to buy it?! Thanks!
Wow, I ran across your books on amazon and got the big bad wolf series immediately.
They were all great reads and I REALLY look forward to #4! I followed that up with Hellbent, by far the best book I have read in a long time, the characters are fantastic and interesting and sexy and fun, PLEASE tell me you are writing the Adam Knight story, I fell in love with him the first time he showed up and I want to know more! I am just starting the game, and after that I will be ready to buy more!
I was looking for something to read and thought I would give the big bad wolf series ago. I loved it. Searched for other stories by the same author and have just finished The Chosen Soul disappointed it end now hanging out for the 2nd book in this series. Hearther Killough-Walden books have me hooked
I think Hell Bent is the only one I haven’t read. I started with Redeemer and then The Game. That was it, I just kept going and had to read the rest. I like the way the Big Bad Wolf series ties up a story with each book. I really liked the Chosen Soul but hated that it left me hanging. I didn’t realize it was a series. I knew Sam I Am was a first in a series but at that i was just going through all the books i could find So now I’m waiting on the next book in 3 series so please add me to your newsletter. I love your imagination and basically like your writing style across a number of themes.
Just finished reading the Spell really enjoyed it. Please add me to your Newsletter. I can’t wait for book 4. Thank you for a great read
I have really enjoyed reading your books. I just finished Redeemer and was very pleasantly surprised with the truly unique spin on the vampire genre. I’m not finding any further information on the continuance of the Syndicate series, but would love to know when you will have more of this series completed.
I bought one of your books as a Kindle recommendation. I figured if it sucked it was only a $.99, so I wouldn’t be out to much dough. Two months later, I have read all your books on Kindle. My favorite was The Game. Holy Guacamole that was some good reading! I would LOVE to be put on your newsletter mailing list. Keep the books coming Heather!
I do not have a hand held ebook reader, only my computer. By chance is there a way of getting your books into another format other than Kindle? From the teasers on this site and from what the other readers on Amazon have to say about your books, I would really like to read them. Wolves and Peter Pan….they all sound interesting! Please feel free to add me to your newsletter.
Love your books!! I have read all of them and can’t wait for you to release more. I was wondering if there was a release date for Drake of Tanith? Keep up the great writing!! Also can you please add me to your newletter mailing list.
Sonia I think you can download the Kindle app for your PC. Just look in the far right column in the Amazon kindle section and select Kindle for PC. Hope this helps. Pam
PS Read a couple of the books I found yesterday and I loved the Chosen One. I am now in the middle of Hell Bent and I like it but it is taking me a while to get it read> I have bought and downloaded about 6 of Heather’s books and look forward to getting to the Big Bad WOlf Series.
That. Was. Amazing!
I found you on my Kindle sugesstions and was figured what the hell, its only a dollar. Half a day later I had downloaded everything you have on there! I really do hope you continue with the big bad wolf series. I finished that epilouge about Byron and seriously yelled at my kindle when I realized there wasn’t a next one to download. 🙂
Stunningly brilliant stories, all of them. I’m now going to have to bookmark this page and stalk it frequently so I can keep an eye out for any new releases. Keep it up!
What a great teaser! Always Angel looks fab! I can’t wait to read the whole book now! I’ve already read every other book you have published on Kindle! I’m gonna have to learn to be patient!
The Game was my favourite too but having just finished Hell Bent I’m torn betweem the two…
Hell Bent is a brilliant novel! I read it last too and can’t wait for the sequel.
Just finished The Spell and I can’t wait for book # 4. I am hooked on the Big Bad Wolf Series. I found you on Kindle and I am hooked. Thanks for such great reading. Can you please add me to your newsletter.
I downloaded all three “Big Bad Wolf” books, I couldn’t stop reading…I read all three in three days!! Please tell me there is going to be a number four;) Please add me to your newsletter list..thanks
I have just read all three of the big Bad Wolf series over this weekend. Loved them all! I personally think that each book gets better than the one before it. The Spell was fantastic, Lucas and Dannai were my favourites. I really liked that all the characters from the previous books came back to this one. Didn’t ever want it to end. I am asuming that there is a fourth book because of the cliffhanger at the end!
Do you have any idea to when the book will be released? I will be ther first there to buy it.
I started your Big Bad Wolf series on Monday and I just finished The Spell! To say I loved them would be an understatement. I am heading over to Amazon to download any other books you have available. Thank you for hours of enjoyment and I hope you continue your Big Bad Wolf series, I simply adore the characters and the personalities you weave into your books. Please add me to your newsletter list and I look very forward to reading your other books.
I just finished reading The Game on kindle and I’m really bummed at the fact I can’t get the other ones because my mum won’t let me buy them….But those teasers just made me want to read them all! You are a wonderful writer, and have a very big imagination….thank you so much!
Please sent me your newsletter!!! Just finished all 3 Big bad wolf…Can’t wait for the next book…
All I can say is–OH MY GOD!!!! The Big Bad Wolf Series is beyond awesome. I wish these were in paperback form so I can get them for my friends that don’t have kindle. I love the everything about your good guys and gals AND your bad guys!!!! I have read the others–Redeemer, Sam I am, etc. also, but my favorites are the Wolf series. I cannot wait for more of anything you have done.
THANK YOU! PLEASE ADD ME TO YOUR NEWLETTER LIST
LOVE LOVE LOVE the big bad wolf series and cannot wait for the forth book.
I loved Hell Bent! Can’t wait to read the next one is this series.
Holy cow Heather! The excerpts from the Lost Angels series are AWESOME! I can’t wait! Keep up the great work! You are a divine writing DIVA!
I read the Big Bad Wolf series while off work from surgery. Awesome! Can’t wait for the next one. Thanks for filling my last 12 days with your fabulous characters and imagination.
How can i get your news letter..
I picked up The Heat on a whim for my nook and could not put it down. Immediately downloaded The Strip and The Spell. Finished all 3 in less than 4 days. (Thank God for long weekends!) Can’t wait for #4. I can assure you that if it was out I would be completely engrossed in it already. You have now been added as one of my top favorite all time authors!!!!
Omg!!!! I love the Big Bad Wolf Series!!! The strip was def. my fave! cant wait for book four!!!!!!!!
Loved Big Bad Wolf Series! Can’t wait for The Hunt. In reading your Blog I heard about the Lost Angel Series for the first time. Have any of these been issued on Kindle? I can’t find them. Please send me your newsletter.
I love the Big Bad Wolf Series! I could not stop reading them. Your writing has enchanted me! I am so happy you are continuing the series. I also love Hell Bent and can’t wait to read the next one. Keep them coming! You are awesome. One of the best Indie writers.
I can’t get enough of the Big Bad Wolf series. When is the Hunt coming out?
Your books are awesome! I love reading them and can’t wait for more! 😀
Just finished Hell Bent…Loved it can’t wait to read more about Adam Night. I started with the big bad wolf series, then what I like to call the Hook book. I love your twist of his character. I am so happy the see sequels to all of the above. Definitely fan for life. Keep up the good work. BTW please add me to your newsletter.
Ok what can I say – you are brilliant / amazing / talented etc etc, never stop writing you deserve to be up there with the great supernatural authors, I cannot understand why a publishing company hasn’t snapped you up yet 🙂
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Loved the Big Bad Wolf series. Just looking on Amazon trying to find something to read on kindle and stumbled across this series. I just got done with The Hunt. Amazing! Loved it. Didn’t want to put it down but hated to keep readking knowing I was getting close to the end and didn’t want it to end. Can’t say enough about this series. I am now downloading your other books to my kindle. I can def say I have had many late nights reading!
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I love “The Chosen Soul” I could not put it down. When is the next book coming out if you do not mind me asking?
I can not wait to read it. I hope you are having a wonderful summer.
Do you think i could sign up for the newsletter???
Also i love all your books!!!!! I’m addicted to them, once i started reading the Big Bad Wolf Series, i could not put the books down. My brother wonders if this addiction is healthy. 🙂
Hi Kristin – I’ve signed you up for the newsletter. 🙂 Thank you! btw, did you find my site through bittenbyparanormalromance?
I was wondering if your Lost Angels series is going to be on the kindle also? I saw that you had said somewhere it will be out in print and I am hoping that you will have it on the kindle as well. It sounds like another awesome series and I would love to read it.
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I LOVE ALL YOUR BOOKS! i can’t get enough!….My only question is when are you going to release “Secretly Sam”!!!!??? I have been patiently waiting and all i find is October 2011!! AAAAAAAAHHHH!! its driving me crazy. OH and what about the Big Bad Wolf series? I am having serious withdrawals, no doctor can fix me!! HELP! 🙂
Where is SECRETLY SAM! I can’t find it anywhere and it said it was being released oct 2011! Help!
I absolutely can not wait for Drake of Tanith!
Hi Teresa, The October trilogy is on hold, I’m afraid. There were some issues that needed to be ironed out. I’m really sorry, believe me. 🙁 I am hoping, however, to be able to release it for Halloween 2012. Xoxo – hkw
Hi Ashley, I just saw this; sorry for the late reply! See the response I just gave to Teresa? On the upside, Drake of Tanith might be finished before schedule. I am also working on a spinoff series from the BBW series, and it will feature all of your favorite BBW characters. 🙂 xoxo – hkw
To be quite honest I spotted the book “Avenger’s Angel” in the bookstore last week, picked it up, got reading and couldn’t stop! It was amazing!!! keep up the good work!!! :DD
Just wanted to know: is this the first book in the series or the second?? it is labelled as first in the excerpts, but then death’s angel is labelled the third.
Would love to know, cos i’d love to read them all!!
pls get back to me :DD and may i say, u have an amzing talent!! :DDDDD
Hi Nicole! I’m so glad you enjoyed Avenger’s Angel! Consider posting a positive review? 🙂
The order of the Lost Angels series (which is brand new) is as follows:
Always Angel (introductory e-book only novella that introduces the entire series, the characters, and gives a lot of secrets and foreshadowing that are invaluable. Very good book and I highly recommend starting with this before any of them. This came out in October of this year.)
Avenger’s Angel (first full-length novel; came out on November 1st here in the US and will be released November 24th in the UK and elsewhere.)
Messenger’s Angel (second full-length novel; out next summer)
Death’s Angel (third full-length novel; out in January, 2013)
Warrior’s Angel (fourth full-length novel; release date tbd)
The Last Angel (fifth full-lenth novel; release date tbd)
Thank you for reading! 🙂 xoxo
Thank you so much for the response! I will just have to read your other books until I can get my hands on Secretly Sam!!! 🙂
Thanks so much for your reply 🙂 wanted to reply earlier but I had exams this week and i hardly touched the computer, sorry
thanks for the info, will try to read always angel as soon as possible and will be on the lookout for future books!! thanks and once again, keep up the amazing work :DD xx
I love the big bad wolf series, please tell me that jesse will get his own it iud it was book and mate. I would love if it was imani.
Hi Paige – I’m glad you liked the BBW series. 🙂 It’s at a close now, but The Kings is a spinoff series that will feature everyone’s favorite characters from the first series from time to time (literary cameos). The first book in The Kings series, The Vampire King, should be coming out relatively soon.
Hi. I have just finished reading the second book in the chosen soul series (greatcbook by the way) i am just wondering when the third book in the series is planned as there is nothing on the website to say if u have started it or when it will be out
Hi Helen – I haven’t started the book yet and don’t have a release date at this time, however I promise to keep my readers updated when I have news on how it’s going and when it should come out. I’m glad you liked DoT. 🙂 Thank you for reading!
I absolutely LOVED “The Vampire King” and dying to read more of the series, dl the BBW bundle and loved those as well. Just dying to known when the next King series will be released. Going to B&N to dl more of your books, love them. Thanks for writing such GREAT books!!!
Hi Evelyn – I’m so glad that you liked TVK. 🙂 It probably didn’t hurt that you shared a similar name as the heroine? LOL I’m not certain yet when the second book will be released, but I promise to keep all of my readers updated on it through my website, Twitter, Facebook, and my newsletter. 🙂 Thank you for reading!
I have read all of the Big Bad Wolf series books in a little less than a week because I couldn’t put them down! I absolutely loved them! Are you planning on having more? I am definitely checking out more of your books!
Hi Morgan – Thank you! I’m really pleased that you’re enjoying my books. 🙂 The Big Bad Wolf series is at a close, however, the first book in a spin-off/cross-over series is already out and this series will feature all of everyone’s favorite characters from the Big Bad Wolf series. The book is called The Vampire King and can be found at both Amazon and Barnes and Noble. 🙂
Thanks for the reply! I’ll look into The Vampire King!
I cannot wait til the next book is written for the Chosen Soul Series. I just read Drake of Tanith and loved it right on up until I saw where the was going to be another book written. I almost cried. I just wanted you to know that I loved this series so far and I am looking forward to reading the next one. I have to say that I hope Raven and Drake end up together. I will be crushed if they don’t. Please hurry and write the next one…PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hi Donna! 🙂 Thank you for the kind words – I’m really glad you’re enjoying the Chosen Soul series (even if it did almost make you cry, lol). For what it’s worth, I love Drake and Raven together too – and I’m the author. 😉 I’m writing the next one right now, and I promise to keep everyone updated as soon as I have a release date. Thank you so much for reading!!
OI have read each one of your books and enjoyed them a lot – especially the chosen soul series.Hope book 3 comes up soon?? Would love to pencil in the date in my diary
Just curious, will there be a book after Redeemer?
Hi Michelle! Redeemer is a stand-alone novel and, at the moment, I have no plans to write a second. However because I know how chaotic my creative streak can be, I purposefully left the end of it open enough that if I ever change my mind, I can do so without performing major literary acrobatics. 🙂 xoxo
That’s too bad I really enjoyed the story and the characters. I read this on a whim because I read your king series books and enjoyed the first two of those. I really like paranormal fiction. Keep up the good work!
I’m an avide reader that likes all kinds of books & I would like to say that i absolutely love all of the books you’ve written. I like the fact that no matter what kind of story you write you have the ability to so completely wrap the reader into the world you create. What I like is that you’re very imaginative, not getting stuck on one set story or theme of books that keep repeating with different characters over and over again like many authors tend to do. You have really become one of my favorites that I recomend often. I also wanted to say thank you for making your books very affordable and therefore easily accesible. I wish and pray for great things to keep happening in your life, and that your losses only make you stronger because as you know WHAT DOESNT KILL US…………..
Just finished Messenger’s Angel and I loved it. Great setup for Death’s Angel. And therein lies my question. Is Death’s Angel coming out in November or January? Please say November!
Thank you so much, Ang. I’m only now seeing this post as I’ve been traveling a lot, and I have to say that it really touched me. 🙂 Thank you so much for the kind words – and thank you so much for reading my work. 🙂 xoxo
Hi Briana! I’m so glad you liked Messenger’s Angel. 🙂 You aren’t going to like this, but the truth is, Death’s Angel comes out in January due to the presidential elections here in November. I’m sorry!! LOL xoxo
i love reading your books and from what i have read you have epic talent.
can i ask when the next THE KINGS book is to be published???
Hi Jackie! Thank you so much for the compliment. 🙂 I’m really glad you’re enjoying my work! I don’t have a release date yet for the third Kings book, but i promise to let everyone know via FB, my newsletter, and Twitter as soon as I do. xoxo
I love your work, I love the BBW series, The Kings series and The Chosen Soul series, they are all amazing, I can’t wait for the next books, The Chosen Soul series book 3, and The Kings Series book 3 do you have the release dates for these 2 series. Thank you.
Hi Pari! I’m so glad that you’re liking the BBW, The Chosen Soul and the Kings series! 🙂 Thank you for the compliment. I’m working hard on the sequels for The Kings and The Chosen Soul series, but I don’t have any definite or even tentative release dates at the moment. I promise that as soon as I do, I will let everyone know through my newsletter, via Facebook and on Twitter. Thank you for reading! xoxo
Just finished Messenger’s angel this morning! was ecstatic about the ending, but frustrated with the cliff-hanger at the end! i cannot wait to read the next one! pls lemme know when Death’s angel’s coming out!
Keep writing! u are amazing and ur writing’s won my heart 😀 thanks! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Hi Heather was wondering if Mean Business is
about Adam Night I sure hope so 😉
Hi Heather! I was wondering if there was any other way to read The Game? I have the nook, and I can’t find the book in Barnes & Noble. Also will readers hear from Angel again? I really love her character and am curious on the part she plays in the series. Thanks! Xoxoxo
I want to thank you so much! I’ve read almost all you books. I’m still working my way through them. I just finished the Chosel Soul series and can’t wait for the third installment! You have the gift of bringing you characters to life in all of your books! When one has the ability to evoke such deep emotions in the reader and can actually make them laugh, cry, love and hate (and everything in between), that’s a talent and a gift! You’ve become one of my favorite author, and I’ve been reading all genre of books for almost 60 years!!! Thank you so much! I wish much success in you career. You deserve it!
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Hi will Samael get his archess? What about lillith and max? Love this series.
Are you still releasing Beyond Neverland? I know it was suppose to be relaeased on July 1 and I am just too excited but haven’t seen anything about it):
Hi Cayman! I’m so glad that you enjoyed Forever Neverland. 🙂 I try to make my release dates tentative because so many things pop up unexpected and they affect when the books will come out. I hope I did that with Beyond Neverland? If not, I apologize. That book has not yet been released and I don’t have a new release date for it yet either. As soon as I do, however, I will post it to Facebook (both pages, personal and author), tweet it, and send out a newsletter with the info. Thank you for reading! xoxo
Will there be another book after Drak of Tanith? Love all your books!
Hi Taumara! Absolutely – the next in the series after Drake of Tanith is called Queen of Abaddon and I don’t have a release date for it yet, but I’m working on it. 🙂 Thank you for reading! xoxo
Fiest of all I want to say how much I absolutly LOVE you books. A friend recommened you to me and it took me a little over a month before I decided to dive into your supernatural world. I was expecting the usual stuff and maybe something very Twilighty but I was oh so pleasantly surprised. I couldn’t put your books down. I read one and then another and another and before I knew it time had flown by and had gone through all of your books leaving me with a lost feeling. I was wondering if you knew release dates for any of the books next in all of your lovely series? I think know blowing through all your books so fast instead of pacing myself was a bad idea and now I have to deal with the wait and anticipation of whats next! Also please add me too your newsletter list!!
Thank you so much for your wonderful books!
Hi Charlotte! Thank you so much for the wonderful compliments! 🙂 I’m really pleased to hear that you’ve enjoyed my work. I’ve got quite a few books out in different genres, just in case you’ve only read the para romances. 🙂 Books like Hell Bent, Redeemer, Forever Neverland, and the Chosen Soul series might appeal (again, just in case you haven’t already read them, lol).
Thanksgiving, I am officially releasing a stand-alone paranormal romance novel called A Sinister Game. 🙂
Also, December 31st sees the release of Death’s Angel, the third full-length novel in the Lost Angels series.
I don’t currently have release dates for any of the others, but I always announce as soon as I do, using Facebook (I have an author’s page and a personal page), Twitter, and the newsletter. 🙂 To sign up for the newsletter, just click on the newsletter tab on my website and follow the instructions.
Thank you for reading Charlotte! xoxo – Heather
I love the Lost Angels series, I have read about Uriel and Gabriel five times now and never get sick of Gabriel’s Scottish love (I am of Scottish decent so he is my image of a Scottish male, just sexier) and Uriel’s joking about not biting Ellie when he got turned by Samael.
Here in Sydney, Australia, I am not sure when the bookstores will get Death’s Angel but I am glad it is in December. I can’t wait to read about Azrael and Sophie.
But what about Michael? Will there be a fourth book or does he find his Archess in Death’s Angel? Michael is the Guardian angel for my Star Sign (Aries) and I can’t wait to read how his Archess will look and act like.
Go Azzy! Get your wings back! But maybe don’t lose the fangs 😉
Thanks for the wonderful journeys of my favourite angels. Please never stop writing! XOXO
I work for a TVcompany called WAG TV. I came across your books on Amazon today and wanted to get in touch regarding a TV show we are developing. It will be focussed around vampires and we are looking for a female presenter who has a keen interest.
Would you be interested in presenting something like this? Alternatively if you know someone who would like to, please don’t hesitate to put me in touch.
Hi Douglas! My interest is certainly piqued. 🙂 Though, I’m not certain what you’re looking for in the way of “keen interest.” I’ve forwarded this message to my agent and I hope to be back in touch with you soon. Thank you for thinking of me!
I am a huge fan of your work! I know you intened to write a sequal to Hell Bent, is that still on your agenda? Thank you and hope you are doing well!
I just wanted to say that I am totally in love with your Lost Angels series and have read the books numerous times lol. I’m utterly addicted and cannot wait until Warrior’s Angel is released. You are truly an incredible author who captivates your readers with these amazing books!! xoxo
omigod!!!! i just finished avengers angel and omigod!!! I LOVED IT!!! IM SOOO GLAD I PICKED THIS SERIES UP!!! one of the best books i have read since i started reading!!!!! now to start on the messengers angel!!!! CAN NOT WAIT!!!
Just finished Forever Neverland… i finished it in one night and it was the first book of yours i’ve read and now i’m Hooked! (pun intended) When will the sequal be available????
Hello Heather, I can’t find your email ad in your website so I apologize for posting here. Are you interested to be featured in an interview for a book I’m working on now? Please send me a quick reply through email if you’re interested.
I’ve been waiting for your Warlock King to come out — today it came out but only on Barnes and Noble. I have purchased all your other books on Amazon.com — are you not releasing the Warlock King at Amazon?
I would like to purchase it on my kindle
well, I guess they were just a little slow…it’s there now
Hi Heather, just finished Death’s Angel. Really enjoyed all three so far. Lot’s of good twists and turns, easy to read and the story really evolved throught the series. Looking forward to Lost Angels book 4 very much and I will also explore the other titles. Have signed up to your newsletter so will follow that.
Where do you get the energy and ideas from to keep pushing out all these books?
I would love to write like you.
Do you believe in Angels?
Is there any kind of release date for the 4th book in The Kings series?
Not just yet, but as soon as I have any release dates, I always post them to my Facebook pages first, then release them in a newsletter. 🙂
Like many of your fans, I stumbled onto your BBW series and love it. For there I read the 3 books for the King series. Then I moved to all of your standalone books (hell bent, sinister game, etc). Just finished the 2 chosen one books and just sign up for your newsletter. Since I haven’t gotten a newsletter just yet, have there been a date for the third book on the chosen one series…the queen of abaddon? Will that be the last book on that series. I love to read but I hate waiting so I tried to find a series that end already so I don’t go crazy waiting. Well off to another of your book and they are seem to not end…awww. But I will still read them because I just live your writing and creativities. Please let us know when the released dates. Thanks.
I saw and advertisement for the last Lost Angel’s book on a fan page on facebook (which I love) called Project Paranormal. With that info I decided to google your home page and come to find out that you’ve written many books. I read the excerpts from each book in the series and after doing so went and bought them all from Barnes & Noble. I can not wait to start reading them. I will purchase the E-Novella tonight on my Nook so I can get acquainted with your characters. From reading all the reviews from other readers I can say I am really looking forward to reading them.
I would like to be added to your newsletter so I can keep up with release dates for your upcoming books!
Just loved all your books……………..waiting impatiently for archangel michael’s story
Hi Aisharya – I’m so glad you’re enjoying the series. 🙂 No release date yet for the last two books, but hoping for early to mid- 2014. xoxo – Heather
I am very sure you have been asked this question often, however, I can’t seem to find your possible answer anywhere. Have you put any serious thought into a sequel for “Redeemer”? I have just now read it after finishing your Wolf series and four the the King series. I love and have enjoyed all your books that I have read but seem to have connected strongly with “Redeemer”. It is so different than the others and just hoped to one day see a part of that world again. Regardless, best of luck on all your writings.
I read your novel “Forever Neverland” a couple of years ago and fell in love instantly. I am a huge Disney fan in general, and Peter Pan has always been a favorite, but the twist you put to the Darling family and Peter growing up just awed me. I noticed the last page said your sequel would be out December of 2012, but I have yet to see it. Thanks to you, Peter Pan has become my favorite classic Disney movie, and I find myself watching modernized Neverland movies of all kinds a lot now (the two part Netflix series is my favorite so far). So when will Beyond Neverland be out? I’m almost desperate to know what happens with Hook and Wendy, and where Peter ended up. You really changed my view of the Disney classic, and made it a for sure favorite, that book was genius. I can’t wait until the next ones come out!
I have read all of the big vad wolf series and the spin off of the kings , and I love every last one of them. Are you goung to continue the kings series if so when can I expect the next king editions. I cant wait. This series is that good.
Thank you Shannon! I’m really pleased to hear that you’re enjoying The Kings! 🙂 There will be at least 13 books in The Kings series, but The Goblin King is a very recent release, so I don’t have the release date yet for The Seelie King. As soon as I do, the first place I post it to is my facebook page at http://www.facebook.com/killough-walden. 🙂
Thank you Lindsey!! 🙂 Beyond Neverland has hit SO many snags, it’s just sad. I had fully planned to release it this year – but of course… more snags. Still, I’m not ruling this year out. If things get better health-wise and situation-wise, the book should re-rail itself and be back on track. As soon as I have release dates for any of my novels, I post them first to my facebook page at http://www.facebook.com/killough-walden. Thank you for reading!! I’m really glad that you liked the novel so much. I had a lot of fun writing it – especially with Hook. xoxo
Hi Andrea – thank you so much. It means a lot to me that you connected with Redeemer. It was a special novel for me. When I finished it, I literally sat back in my chair, and when my husband walked into my room behind me, I said, “This is my masterpiece.” I knew it would develop an obscure following of only the most intelligent and open-minded individuals. So count yourself among them! LOL But alas, there are no plans for a sequel to Redeemer at this time and there probably won’t be one at all. I think this is a stand-alone for sure. xoxo
So sorry to hear about your health issues and hope you are on the mend. I discovered your wonderful books last year and have been hooked ever since. My favorites are the “Kings” series as well as the “Angels” series. I am keeping my fingers crossed and looking forward (soon I hope) to the next “Angels” book.
Patricia Nelson Duenas
I was just wondering if.. Hesperos and Angel going to have a book?
Thanks for the great books!
I am a big fan of yours and read many books including, All the Big Bad Wolf series, lost Soul, The lost Angels Vampire Vampire. I have just reread the the lost angels again I was wondering when is The Worrier’s Angel or the last of the lost soul series due out. Keep checking your blog but nothing!!!
Keep writing love your work.
Ps I have also read all the kings series so far. So you see I am an avid fan waiting for news on your next book. I’m thinking the October trilogy, it’s nearly complete.
Buongiorno, sono una sua fan italiana e ho acquistato 3 dei suoi ebook su Amazoon della serie “Lost Angels”, aspettando il seguito mi chiedevo: perchè il prequel “Always Angel” non è disponibile in italiano ma solo in ligua originale?
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I love the Big Bad Wolf series. I was wondering if the character Jason would get his own story. His character came through in the end of the 4th installment. So, I think he deserves his own story.
thank you for the enjoyment and being able to forget the outside world, when I am reading yours. I love your big bad wolf series, the kings series, the chosen series and the third kiss series books, am waiting impatiently for the new releases!! no pressure you understand lol, thank you
Hi Monica – The Kings series is a continuation of the Big Bad Wolf series, and the third book in that series – The Warlock King – is Jason Alberich’s book. I highly recommend you read The Kings series. 🙂 You’re going to adore the heck out of it. xoxo
Hi Davina – I’m not sure why I am getting my notices for my blog this late, but I’m only now receiving this one, along with several others from September of last year. Please forgive the late reply. I’m so glad that you’re enjoying my work! You were right about the next release in October – it was indeed the final book in the October Trilogy. As far as the Lost Angels series is concerned, yes, Angel is definitely going to get her own book. 🙂 Warrior’s Angel, book five in the series, will be released late this year. xoxo
Hi Mihaela – This is something you’ll have to do on your end, I’m afraid. I believe there is a link you can follow from my blog site. 🙂 Good luck!! xo
When is the next book in the Chosen Soul books coming out?
Hi Kayla, here is a copy of HKW’s reading list for you. 🙂
Heather Killough-Walden Reading List
The Lost Angels series:
Always Angel (eBook-only introductory novella)
Warrior’s Angel (Coming late summer, 2014)
Samael (release date TBA)
The October Trilogy:
Sam I Am
The Big Bad Wolf series:
The Heat (No longer available separately. This book can be found in the Big Bad Wolf Romance Compilation.)
El Ardor (Spanish version of The Heat)
The Strip (No longer available separately. This book can be found in the Big Bad Wolf Romance Compilation.)
The Big Bad Wolf Romance Compilation (All four books together, in proper chronological order)
The Kings – A Big Bad Wolf spinoff series:
The Vampire King
The Phantom King
The Warlock King
The Goblin King
The Seelie King
(future The Kings books TBA; at least 13 total)
The Chosen Soul Trilogy:
The Chosen Soul
Drake of Tanith
Queen of Abaddon (release date TBA)
Hell Bent (stand-alone)
Vampire, Vampire (stand-alone)
A Sinister Game (stand-alone)
The Third Kiss series:
Aleksei’s Dream (release date TBA)
(future The Third Kiss books TBA; open-ended series)
*Note: The Lost Angels series up to and including book 3 (not including Always Angel) is available in print and eBook format. All other HKW books (and the rest of the Lost Angels series) are currently eBook-only, however The Big Bad Wolf series will hopefully be available by late 2014 in print in Canada.
Awaiting the release date of the highly anticipated 4th bk in the “lost angel series” namely “warrior’s angel”. Please add me to your newsletter list 😀
Thanx and many blessings sent.
Awaiting the release date of the highly anticipated 4th bk in the “lost angel series” namely “warrior’s angel”. Please add me to your newsletter list 😀
I am from Tasmania, Australia and we have to wait longer lol so Im looking forward to seeing it in my collection
Heather, your talent and imagination are to be admired!
Thanx and many blessings sent.
Hi Sapphire! Thank you so much for the kind feedback! 🙂 To sign up for the newsletter list, just follow the prompts on my blog page (I can’t do it myself, unfortunately). Warrior’s Angel is due to release in August! Coming up! Also, if you follow my Facebook page, you’ll get to see covers, teasers, and take part in giveaways, in fact I just had one recently for Warrior’s Angel that turned out to be my biggest giveaway yet, with thousands of participants. Don’t miss out! xo – Heather
Thanx so much for the propt reply, it was nice to see :
Unfort I dnt hve fb anymore, whch is a shame now I realise what you tell me lol
I will be sure to check out yr blog page and sign up for the newsletter
I am new to yr material as an Author and I must say Im thouroughly enjoying the current bk I am reading “Avenger’s Angel”. After suffering major head trauma after a near fatal crash that my partner and I were involved in, I was left with an Acquired Brain Injury whch left me unable to read/study for several years, that was in 2012. After a long and painful recovery, 2014 marks the year of new beg for us both with me returning to complete my studies
The ABI left me with little to no ability to retain new information . . . Until I began reading your 1st bk! I have found that my abili0y to retain new info has bn developing fast whle reading yr bk. I find myself lost in yr words and that my friend is a huge step for me, so thank you for being you.
Many blessings sent frm Tasmanian shores to you and yr loved ones Heather XoX
When will the next “Kings” be out? Waiting, waiting, waiting…