Monday, March 24, 2014

Up From the Grave (Night Huntress #7) by Jeaniene Frost

Up From The Grave
On the last installment of the Night Huntress Series ( oh- sad- sad -sad) we have our favorite couple Cat and Bones fighting against Madigan and his evil plan. They must protect humanity and the undead at the same time but they are running out of time. They will need all the help they can get.

Up From the Grave delivers all our old friends together, including a little Vlad cameo. I do believe Ian (who has been one of my favorite characters for a while) has the best lines.

I loved that Bones still can be the same vampire we met in the first book. The only thing that has changed is that he is more powerful and very much in love with Cat.

I hate to see this series finish but I rather see it ending in a good note.  I will dearly miss Cat and Bone. I will miss their fights, their chemistry, their bond and of course that famous Chapter 32.

Talking about the "twist" - I saw it coming and I'm ok with it.

I do hope that Ian gets his own book. Mate you need one!

“I don't need these," Ian said, flashing emerald in his turquoise gaze for a split second, "when I have this." With a casual swipe of his hand, he ripped his shirt open, causing buttons to fly everywhere. Another swipe took his sleep mask all the way off. Finally, he finger-combed his shoulder-length hair and smiled at his reflection in the rearview mirror. 
 "I am, after all, irresistible." 
 I couldn't contain my snort. "I resisted you just fine the day we met, or don't you remember me sticking a knife in your chest?" I
an smiled with lazy wickedness. "I remember, but you seem to have forgotten that you kissed me first. And thoroughly enjoyed it.”

“The day you love anyone but yourself is the day I’ll take your marital advice, Ian,” Bones bit back in an icy tone. “Then today is that day,” Ian replied sharply, “for I love you, you wretched, pig-headed guttersnipe. I also love that arrogant, overprivileged dandy smirking at us”—a wave indicted Spade, whose aforementioned smirk vanished—“as well as the emotionally fractured, malfunctioning psychic who sired me. And you, Crispin, love a bloodthirsty hellion who’s probably killed more people in her thirty years than I have in over two centuries of living, so again I say, don’t bother trying to convince her that she isn’t who she is.”

4/5 Fangs

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