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Shadow's Claim: Immortals After Dark: The Dacians

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Shadow’s Claim

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A savage kick to Princess Bettina of Abaddon’s back severed her spinal cord.

A blessing.

The searing pain that had been clawing through her entire being faded below her waist to pinpoints of pressure, then tingles, then . . .

Nothing.

Blessing. She’d long since stopped begging for her life, knew she’d never leave this field of poppies alive.

The four winged monsters who’d dragged her here had plans for her: as much agony as possible before her death.

Just as their kind had delivered to her sorceress mother twenty years before.

Though half demon, Bettina was weak in body, hopeless at fighting. She’d depended on her Sorceri power for protection—the one that these Vrekeners #LINK<>#had siphoned from her as easily as they’d snatched the clothes from her body.

No longer could she open her swollen eyes. Her last sight? The leader standing over her, brandishing a scythe, his eyes frenzied. His claw-tipped wings had blocked the light of a low yellow moon. The scythe’s blade wasn’t fashioned out of metal, but of black flame. . . .

Yet Bettina could still hear, was still aware. In the distance, a new age band played in an outdoor arena. Young mortals danced and sang—

The force of one kick jostled her over onto her belly. Her mauled face shoved against crushed poppies. The leader played with her as a hawk would a mouse, ravaging the meat from its bones. His followers jeered and doused her with bottles of spirits.

Menacing yells, steel-toed boots, the blistering sting of alcohol.

Ah, gods, she was too aware. She tried desperately to lose herself in memories of a boy with smiling blue eyes and sun-kissed hair.

He doesn’t know how much I love him. So many things I wish I’d done—

Her upper body exploded with even more pain, as if to compensate for the numbness in her fractured legs. She could perceive her broken ribs jutting from her skin. Her mangled arms draped limply across the ground where they’d fallen when she’d last tried to protect her head. . . . Anguish multiplied.

Or perhaps the Vrekeners’ blows rained down more swiftly. The kill was near.

All she’d wanted was to go to a party with her mortal college friends. She’d been excited, happy to fit in #LINK<>#with them, or to appear to—as a halfling, she’d never fit in before. Little did she know that she’d already drawn her enemy’s notice with her sorcery. She’d never intentionally used it—

Over all other pain, she perceived the heat of that burning scythe descending ever closer to her. Hotter, hotter, scorching.

Alcohol on her skin, the black flame . . .

Bettina choked on a sob. They planned to burn her?

Suddenly she felt weightless. This is what dying feels like?

No, she was traveling. Summoned? Dear gods, yes, the demon in her had been summoned across realms. Naked, powerless, sightless, she slipped from that field in the mortal world to her home plane of Abaddon.

In a flash, the poppies were replaced by cold marble, a balm on what was left of her skin. That awareness returned. I’m lying on the floor of my castle’s court, broken, wearing only my blood and the Vrekeners’ rank liquor. The courtiers still gossip and laugh. Can’t they see me?

She tried to scream for help; blood bubbled up over her lips. Can’t scream, can’t move. She could only listen. A conversation between her godfather Raum—the Grand Duke of the Deathly Ones—and another was already under way.

“Now you’ve done it, Raum.” It was Caspion the Tracker. The demon she secretly loved. “Tina hates being summoned with that medallion.” Not at present! “She considers it a leash.”

Her guardians had insisted on it, a condition of her leaving Abaddon.

#LINK<>#“Ha! It probably makes her feel more like a demon,” Raum said in a gruff tone, knowing that wasn’t true. They’d had words over his use of the mystical medallion. “Besides, she told me she was coming home from college by month’s end.”

“You know time moves differently in the mortal realm,” Caspion said, amusement lacing his words. “And more, she said she was very busy but would try to visit—”

Bettina heard a courtier gasp. They’ve seen me. Murmurs rose to a furor.

From the front of the court, Caspion demanded, “What is it?” Closer by, he asked, “Who is this pitiful creature? No, no, this isn’t Tina. It can’t be!” A touch on her forehead . . . a sucked in breath of recognition . . . a roar of grief. “Bettina!”

Raum bellowed, “What has happened?”

“Tina, wake up!” Caspion commanded her. “Ah, gods, stay with me. Stay.”

For him, she managed to slit open one eye. His curling blond hair hung over his harried face. His own eyes had gone from midnight blue to black, signaling his emotion. They even started watering as he gazed over her injuries.

She saw a shining hero of old. Her beloved Cas.

He yanked off his warm coat, covering her. “A physic!” he yelled into the crowd. “Now!”

Others gathered around her. She heard Raum stomping closer. “Who’s done this to my little Tina?” Something broke directly. No doubt from his fist. “Damn you, tell me! Who’s hurt her?”

She tried to answer, parting her lips. . . . Her jaw must be broken.

Another anguished roar. Oh, Cas.

#LINK<>#Visibly making an effort to control himself, he said, “You hang on and stay with me.”

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with you.

“I’ll get you through this, Tina. I swear it. You’re going to be all right,” he said, his voice thick. “Don’t leave me.”

Bettina felt the tiniest sliver of hope, something to fight for. Surely Cas returned her feelings, saw her as more than a little sister.

“Will she live?” Raum bit out. “She’s not hardy like a demoness, not strong like we are.”

She hadn’t been a true demon before. Now she was no longer a true sorceress. They took my root power. My soul.

A male she didn’t recognize asked, “Has she frozen into her immortality?” The physic?

Cas answered, “She was on the cusp. Maybe by now . . .”

“We need a Sorceri healer. If we act quickly, the princess could recover,” the physic said, but hastily qualified his statement: “Her body could recover from this.”

What did that mean?

Raum ordered, “Find Tina’s godmother! Don’t return from the Sorceri plane without Morgana!” Coming into Bettina’s line of vision, Raum yelled to Cas, “I should never have let her go! I was too lenient! Things will change in Abaddon!” His eyes were glinting, his voice choked up. The crusty old warrior was at a loss. He began ramming his horns against a stone wall, roaring to everyone, “Heed my words! We return to olden ways!”

Free of the attack, Bettina’s body started trying to regenerate, nerves sparking to life once more. Pain erupted all over her, blistering waves of it.

#LINK<>#Even in the midst of her escalating agony and lingering horror, the words olden ways struck fear in her heart.

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Prince Trehan Daciano shot awake in the middle of the day, bolting upright from his pallet of furs.

He gazed around in confusion, seeing his usual surroundings—shelves of books, weapons, his sideboard with carafes of mead-laced blood.

Though he’d experienced no nightmare, sleep had been snatched from him, replaced by a marked unease. With each moment, he grew even more on edge, a feeling like . . . like emptiness settling in his chest.

Like dread. So different from his usual numbness.

Brows drawn, he rose, tracing across the spacious room to one of the curtained balconies.

These grand apartments had once been the royal library. Centuries ago, he’d moved in and never moved out, haunting this place until no other member of the family would enter.

Time and history seeped from these familiar stones. He knew every crag and groove as well as he knew his own grim reflection. Like these stones, I quietly endure the ages.

Drawing back the thick curtain, he gazed outside. From this height, Trehan could survey far into the Realm of Blood and Mist, the secreted lands of the mighty Dacians.

The royal city below was still at this hour. Only the sound of Dacia’s bubbling blood fountains could be heard.

#LINK<>#Across from his residence stood the majestic black stone castle, the heart of the realm—abandoned without a king. How many of his kinsmen had perished trying to seize that keep? How much deceit and murder surrounded it?

The warring houses of the royal family had once boasted hundreds of members each—now dwindled down to a handful.

For an immortal family, they knew death so well.

Trehan was the last born to the House of Shadow, the assassin arm of the family. Though he was a potential contender for the crown—along with four of his lethal cousins—he had no real aspiration to seize it. A quiet loner by nature, he loathed spectacle and attention, was content to blend into the shadows.

He only wanted to perform his duty. For nearly a millennium, he’d been the enforcer of law, a merciless assassin.

As his long-dead father had oft told him, “You are the sword of the kingdom, Trehan. Dacia will be your family, your friend, your mistress, the grand love of your life. That is your lot, Son. Want for nothing else. And you will never be disappointed.”

Trehan had once foolishly entertained secret hopes, but he’d eventually embraced his father’s teachings. As was logical.

I want for nothing. This was his lot, to await down here in the earth until Mother Dacia needed his sword. To strike, execute, then return.

So why this unaccountable restlessness? This sudden . . . frustration?

It was similar to that niggling feeling of some task forgotten. Except this feeling had teeth, gnawing at his chest.

#LINK<>#And why should Trehan have a sense of something left undone? He always did everything that was expected of him. Ever cold, ever rational Trehan couldn’t explain this.

What have I left undone? Rubbing a palm over his chest, Trehan crossed to one of countless bookshelves. He selected a recently acquired explorer’s narrative, adjourning to his favorite seat before the fire, planning to lose himself in tales of life outside this mountain, of emotions he never felt, and interactions he never experienced.

Not on this day.

After rereading the same page a dozen times, he closed the tome, staring into the flames as he struggled to identify the hollow ache in his dormant heart.

His fingers tightened on the book, sinking into the cover. Gods damn it, what have I left undone?

Yet the dread only mounted. Then came one word, a whisper in his mind. . . .

Protect.

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Candace @ LoveyDoveyBooks, November 26, 2012 (view all comments by Candace @ LoveyDoveyBooks)
Enter a world familiar to fans of Immortals After Dark and Kresley Cole's seductive, enthralling approach to the paranormal. Shadow's Claim ventures into the swampy demonic plane of Abbadon and the hidden vampire kingdom of blood and mist - Dacia. With its lovable characters that hail from the darkest realms, Kresley's latest paranormal romance is surely one to keep readers' attention till the last page is read!

Shadow's Claim opens with intensity as readers are introduced to Princess Bettina in her most vulnerable moment. The pain of her brutal attack, made by Sorceri enemies called Vrekeners, is only the tip of the emotional range readers will experience throughout Bettina and Trehan's story. Bettina is half demon, half sorceress and the only heir to the kingdom of the Deathly Ones. Though she doesn't believe she'll ever truly belong, she agrees to become Queen following a tournament to the death that will decide who will be her husband, and King. The Prince of Shadows, Trehan Daciano, lives a life of routine: unemotional, non-breathing, deadly routine. As the sword of his kingdom, Trehan makes sanctioned kills to enforce the law. His latest assignment leads him to Abbadon and straight into the arms of his one, and only, Bride.

Trehan and Bettina are a surprising couple that will not only shoot passion through your veins, but will also tenderly touch your heart. I first made judgement on Trehan based on the novel's summary, zoning in on 'ruthless master assassin' and 'savage need'. I expected him to be a raving, mindless lunatic with a very possessive nature. While Trehan does exhibit possessive tendencies when it comes to his Bride, he totally disproved my initial theories. For a vampire with a dark reputation, Trehan was thoughtful, reliable and the utmost gentleman; his tempting and truthful characterization impressed more than just Bett! Kresley has most amazing ability to build a strong, confident hero while keeping him a little off-balance and not so perfect. Trehan exhibits doubt, but he's still the hero of every woman's dream. Bettina's story is easily relatable, even when it come to matters not related to her heart. The fear that embedded into her mind since her attack and loss of power hinders her movements. Through the course of the novel Kresley not only realistically empowers the young royal, but also provides a message to real young woman who may struggle through a dark period of their own.

Pulling myself away from how compatible Trehan and Bettina are, with each other and with readers, a note must be made of Shadow's Claim's unique setting. I appreciate the mix of the modern and archaic worlds. Bettina's passion for arts led her to the modern mortal world for college while back home on Abbadon, and other realms, life moves slowly through old-fashioned speech and traditions. At times I had to remind myself that the story isn't a historical fiction because of some character's dialogue, but I liked the jolt from a modern reference that reminded me of the story's actual time.

Just at the moment I was looking for this quality of fate, action and romance Shadow's Claim fell into my hands! This paranormal romance is engrossing and unexpected; Kresley manages to pull laughs and tears from where I didn't expect to find any. If there were any way to introduce The Dacians, Trehan and Bettina's story is most definitely the way!
*Copy of book provided via author in exchange for an honest review*
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literaladdiction, November 26, 2012 (view all comments by literaladdiction)
Our Review by LITERAL ADDICTION’s Pack Alpha Michelle L. Olson:
*ARC received from the author in exchange for an honest review

Shadow’s Claim was an amazing blend of the best of the IAD series, included some of my favorites of the Lore, and overlaps beautifully with the timeline of the latest release, Lothaire.

Unlike other ‘spin-off’ series that I’ve read recently, wherein the plot of the debut book picks up where the last book of the previous series left off, Shadow’s Claim takes a subset of characters and actually happens in parallel with the events of Lothaire. This was made even more enjoyable when the timelines mesh at the end of the book.

Our hero and heroine: Trehan and Bettina are phenomenal together and easily worked their way into my top 3 IAD power couples. Their journey is intense, riddled with emotion, sexy as sin, and full of surprises and I loved how it wasn’t a foregone conclusion that things were going to work out and give us that “Happily Ever After” that we expect from Paranormal Romances. I actually wondered if Kresley might make us wait for DACIANS #2 to find out what would happen.

The world: The world of THE DACIANS was magical and complex, and Shadow’s Claim was made even more intricate by the fact that it took place in several different locales. Kresley painted the set beautifully with her descriptive prose, impeccable timing, and enthralling character interaction.

Overall story: The book was chock full of danger, intrigue, action, and romance, and the plot had multiple twists and turns, which made things quite unpredictable and fabulously entertaining.

Some of my favorite things:
1)The depth of Trehan! It was mystifying. He may have become one of my favorite PNR heroes... On one hand he’s a ruthless, detached assassin, but he’s also a somewhat vulnerable, bookish introvert. He shows indications of being a closet romantic, an art aficionado, and a loyal family man and somehow manages to perfectly balance being an uber alpha male with having a surprising and wonderful soft side.

2)The fact that Bettina’s entire future hinged on the outcome of a gladiator style tournament was unique and made for high anxiety reading. It also paved the way for some very interesting little turns that Kresley introduced, as well as some wonderful dialogue.

3)The supporting characters were solid and necessary to the story. I found myself finding favorites among them outside of our leading couple and hoping that we find out even more in future releases. In addition, we get cameos from some great IAD veterans and more storyline on a couple that were only briefly mentioned before, therefore making me yearn for even more, because there is just so much potential with these characters in play.

All in all, LITERAL ADDICTION gives Shadow’s Claim 5 Skulls and would recommend it to ALL Kresley Cole IMMORTALS AFTER DARK fans.

While I don’t think it’s 100% necessary to read the entire IAD series before reading Shadow’s Claim, I do feel that having done so made Shadow’s Claim more enjoyable. Reading Lothaire before Shadow’s Claim was a definite plus. With that said, IMMORTALS AFTER DARK is an incredible series and should be devoured by paranormal romance lovers far and wide, so take the plunge and get lost in the Lore. You won’t be disappointed! :)
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Product Details

ISBN:
9781451650051
Author:
Cole, Kresley
Publisher:
Pocket Books
Subject:
Literature-A to Z
Subject:
Romance - General
Edition Description:
Mass market paperback
Series:
Immortals After Dark
Series Volume:
12
Publication Date:
20121131
Binding:
MASS MARKET
Language:
English
Pages:
496
Dimensions:
6.75 x 4.19 in

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Product details 496 pages Pocket Books - English 9781451650051 Reviews:
"Synopsis" by , #1 New York Times bestseller Kresley Cole introduces The Dacians: Realm of Blood and Mist, a brand new paranormal romance collection following the royal bloodline of Dacia, a mysterious vampire kingdom within The Lore (Cole’s world of mythological creatures in her award-winning Immortals After Dark series).

Series opener Shadow’s Claim features Prince Trehan Daciano, a ruthless master assassin who will use every lethal skill he possesses to defend his imperiled kingdom&#8212;as well as his newfound princess. When an ancient secret threatens to destroy them all, can Dacia’s notorious prince of shadows keep his Bride alive against all odds?

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