***Please note, ARC provided by the author in exchange for an honest review***
"Permission to enter, Detective."-Blaze
Releasing the Demons is easily one of my favorite reads of the year! It's a great blend of paranormal romance and urban fantasy with, my favorite, vampy goodness. I will say, it does have a Black Dagger Brotherhood fell to it but at the same time, a world all its own. Here in book one, we meet SIX 'brothers' and so I expect no less than five more books in this series and let me just say, I'm looking forward to it!
These brothers have a special link and very specific goal in life and first up is Blaze. Name wise, I have to say his is my least favorite but that little tidbit didn't affect my enjoyment of the book itself. I'm just kind of weird about character names lol. Blaze went through seven long months of hell and he yearns for the taste of revenge whether he loses himself in the process or not. Our heroine is the independent, strong minded Detective Valerie Medeiros and when their worlds collide, all hell breaks loose...literally.
One the most notable PRO's is that the heroine isn't stupid, nor is she awe struck by the mere first sight of the hero. She doesn't get all fluttery, there's no cringe worthy lip biting either. She had a job to do and she did it. That in itself was so refreshing, as I can't deal with any more 'insta love' BS. I just can't, so bravo Ms. Rose!
This was such and easy read. The pacing was spot on, character and world development was clear and precise. The chemistry went far beyond just the main couple, the entire world just came together effortlessly.I never had to stop, scratch my head and backtrack for clarification. Another PRO, which may not be a big deal to all readers, was the presence of ethnic character. I don't mean that the author met a certain quota. I was able to detect the ethnic diversity in the characters without the author going too far. There were no pitiful clichés that screamed " LOOK! Here's my token black guy!" Again, refreshing.
The romance was simply perfect and the heat factor on pointe. Yes, I did indeed love this book. I had quite a few moments where it tugged at my heartstrings and when you get to the 'favor' Blaze asked of his brother Rome...sigh...so good. Oh! And the scene where Blaze and Valerie and speaking from opposite sides of her front door, yep...pass the tissue.
L.D. Rose is indeed an author to watch!
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His body hardened, his heart thudding in his chest. If that wasn’t enough, the stirring low in his belly sure as hell was.
He wanted her. Badly.
And so did the leech inside him.
“Blaze?” She peered at him with concern, taking a step closer.
He snapped out of it, realizing she’d asked him something he completely missed. “Huh?”
“Do you want some coffee? Something to drink? Eat?”
Yeah, you. He swallowed his saliva, straightening. “I should get going.”
“Oh.” She tried to hide her disappointment but she was bad at it. She wants you to stay. “Where are you heading?”
“Probably home for a few hours. Rest up a bit.” And drink about a gallon of blood while thinking of you. “You know.”
Valerie set what he assumed was the bag of coffee on the counter. She took another step toward him as a wave of jasmine swept over him, tugging him in places he shouldn’t be tugged.
He took a reflexive step back. Goddamn it, he was fine. He’d been fine right up until now. What the hell just happened?
Bad idea, Blaze. Bad fucking idea to starve yourself and walk into her apartment at dusk, with that body, and that face, and those eyes, and that smell . . .
“I’ll show myself out.”
She looked entirely confused as he turned away and headed for the door. Christ, he was acting like he’d never been in a woman’s apartment before, and God knew he’d been in many. But he’d never been this hungry around a woman before—at least, not in ordinary circumstances. And he wasn’t famous for his control.
He could feel it, that ugly darkness inside him spreading through his veins, making his lips and toes tingle. The leech opened its jaws and yawned, sucking down what was left of his civility. His gums tightened, squeezing his canines, urging them to grow, to elongate.
To spring free.
He needed to get out. Now.
“I’ll see you in the morning,” he ground out, his voice a near growl. “Good night, Val.”
He slammed the door behind him and managed to stagger ten paces down the hall before his limbs stopped working. Sweat dripped down the sides of his face and trickled down his spine. His hands shook and he clenched them into fists. He stood there, chest heaving, heart pounding, fangs pulsing, cock throbbing. He closed his eyes and lifted his face toward the ceiling, trying to wrestle the monster down, trying to beat it back into submission.
But it was already too late.
Through the din in his head, Blaze heard a door click behind him, disengaging from its frame. It creaked open slowly as jasmine slithered through the hallway toward him, rising up and striking at his senses, delivering the final blow. He craned his neck and spotted her.
Valerie’s blond hair fell in a curtain as she peeked out, looking for him. Her eyes widened when she found him, still standing in the corridor, and she quickly retreated.
“Sorry,” she murmured, but before she could close the door, he was already there, his hand propped against it.
She looked at him in pleasant surprise. “Blaze, I—”
He didn’t give her a chance to finish. He seized her mouth with his before he slammed the door behind him and locked it shut.