RISING ASHES by Annie Anderson
Ashes to Ashes; Book 3
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2016
Cover Design by: MadHat Books
West Carmichael is not my real name.
It is the name I pulled from thin air over five hundred years ago. I don’t come from royalty—I come from the dregs of the ethereal. As the King’s assassin, I have more blood on my hands than most. I don’t deserve her. I don’t deserve anyone.
But I will keep her safe.
Even if I die trying.
My name sounds like the heroine of a historical romance novel – not that I read those or anything. My life so far: Dead parents? Check. Broken heart? Check. Evil mistress of darkness, hell-bent on power and thirsty for my death? Big. Honking. Check. But this mess won’t get cleaned up by itself.
I’ve got a job to do.
As these two reluctant hearts fight their pull, they must decide if they want to fall apart in the midst of the chaos swarming around them or yield to their hearts…
You would think people would know by now.
But they don’t.
People as a whole are dumb, lazy bastards only out for themselves. Maybe it’s just Wraiths that are like this. Maybe outside factions see us as the cockroaches of the ethereal because of the way we act. I think it is probably a few ruining it for the rest of us.
Welcome to the ethereal! Where we don’t give a shit what color you are, but if you have powers we don’t like, well, then fuck you.
I silently chuckle a little to myself. Yep, the game show host in my head has lost his nut. Good times.
I stay in the shadows, not too hard up here on the cliff top, crouched in the darkness of a yawning crevasse and watch as Wraiths in fancy funeral dresses and tuxes prepare to fight a battle they can’t win. A few haul long-range precision rifles from narrow, padded gun cases.
I guess they aren’t fucking around anymore.
They are dressed very differently from me. While they look refined and out of place as they spoil for a fight, I look right at home with the prospect of a good, old fashioned blood bath in my black fighting leathers and body armor.
Luck favors the prepared, so the saying goes, and I am very, very lucky.
I travel from the cliff top to a nook on the roof of the house overlooking the gorge where I think Ian might be hiding. It still pisses me off that I’ve never been able to find him. Ian possesses an innate ability, making him almost impossible to find if he decides to cloak himself.
“You looking for me?” Ian asks as he appears in front of me as if from thin air. One second there was nothing, and the next he’s lying supine on the rooftop looking through the scope of a fifty-caliber sniper rifle, his dark skin midnight in the moonlight. I’ve been looking all over this roof for the last ten minutes, and he’s been there the whole damn time.
“Are sure you’re not half-witch instead of half-human?” I ask, my voice gruff from disuse. I haven’t spoken in the last day – not that I speak much to anyone but Evan... Or, at least, I did. My girl could talk your ear off, and I’d never tell her, but I love her chatter, her life. She has kept me from sliding into the darkness.
She is air and light…
I miss my light. I miss my Angel.
“Who knows? Dad did get around,” he quips as he adjusts the elevation dial on his scope, and it pulls me back into the moment. His tone is laced with a hint of derision, and it dawns on me that it might be a sore subject.
© Copyright 2016 Annie Anderson
UNITED INDIE BOOK BLOG REVIEW
RATING: 5 STARS
What can I say about this book other than it's nothing short of amazing? What can be said about an electrifying, soul shattering, heartbreaking, play on words. This book definitely touches something deep in me in at a time I needed a smile and my world was definitely upside down. This book just like the other gripped me then held me from beginning till the end. Was there ever a point I was disappointed with this story yes when was I disappointed when it ended because I knew this was the end and I didn’t want it to end. These two characters definitely drew me into their struggle to find love with each other and stop fighting what was supposed to be. Do I think this couple gain the title Power couple along with the others? Yes, because not only was their magic powerful but their love was a force that knew no bounds.
West and Evangeline’s love was definitely a love rising from the ashes of misunderstanding and miscommunication but I think without any of these that their love would not have been as strong or resilient. Yes, West was a hard headed alpha who though he knew what was best but he went against a Queen and we all know the queen knows best. What I always find with Mrs. Anderson's stories is that even the secondary characters just flow they don’t make the story awkward or take over they just add to it.The writing, the characters, the plot, just this story period is awesome. I loved it from page one because I knew that it was going to be all greatness like book one and two. If you have not read one of these books, please do because not only will you like it you might just love it because the journey you will go on is so worth it.
Also Available in the Ashes to Ashes Series
SCATTERED ASHES (Ashes to Ashes, #1)
FALLING ASHES (Ashes to Ashes, #2)
**Available on Kindle Unlimited
About the Author:
Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad.
As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, and old man of a dog.
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