Blindsided by an attack that destroys her home and blamed for murder, Karolina Dalca, a half-vampire, escapes, only to plunge into the magical societies from which she was sheltered.
Betrayed by those around her, she abandons her dreams of becoming an investigator and flees, trusting only herself. Her police internship would never prove more useful. Hoofing it through the wilderness, she makes it to her university dorm, disheveled but delightfully deflowered.
Enter a full vampire: one wielding dark magic and a ride out of Canada. A fugitive from the law, Karo complies with his demands to escape, unsure whether his requests are bewitched. She vows to clear her name and avenge her mother’s death, but Karo’s family secrets aren’t so easily left behind.
“This book grabs you by the throat and does not let go! A fast paced, enthralling journey through a hidden underworld of vampires, werewolves, and other beings of the night who wield a fascinating array of powers to devastating effect. Compared to the more stay-at-home-type of vampires and werewolves I know, these protagonists are pushed beyond the human limit. I Highly recommend you acquire this book and hole up somewhere safe for the ride.”
– Stuart Rutherford, Actor from WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS
“Fans of Kim Harrison will be drawn into the imagery of Noble’s first book of the Dark Eyes series. In between bouts of fighting and the intensity of paranormal, dark fantasy, there are moments of comedy that make this series opener a real page-turner.”
Blackmailed into espionage, Karo must lie to one man while she fights her cravings for another. As spy partners, Karo is forced to work with Andre, the vampire she swore to never trust again. The accidental vampiric bond they have threatens to bend her into submission. But is her will actually weak, or does she want an excuse to give in?
Roman’s patience teeters on Karo’s deception. Bitter, desperate, and vengeful, Karo dutifully completes her missions while withholding data from her uncle Loukin’s operation. She swore to get out from under his thumb, even if she has to break a few hands. Each assignment brings her closer to uncovering his goal, and using it against him, but she also draws closer to new foes. And they all want the same thing—Karo’s secrets.
Excerpt from Karolina Dalca, Dark Eyes
“Who are you anyway?” I asked.
“Andre,” he said. “Private Investigator, but I’ll do anything for money.” He winked.
“You’re not human,” I said. “What are you?” I stretched out my Charmed senses and felt magic within him.
“I’m a vampire, princess. Same as you, but with a little extra dark superpower. I’m a full vamp though, and from what I can tell from your dismal amount of speed out there, you’re half.”
He dragged a chair from the wall and sat across from me.
“You have the Dark Charm?” I asked. “I should have figured; you ooze sleaze bag.”
“And you have a little something special up your sleeve too, don’t you, princess? I bet you get a little hot now and then, don’t you?”
I narrowed my eyes.
“And with a name like Karolina Dalca . . . I bet you’ve got enough training to back up that look you’re giving me.”
He knew my name, my powers, and where to find me. My eyes fell over his body, sizing him up as he sat across from me. Strong jaw, tall, six feet and maybe four inches, and muscular broad shoulders. I could take him—if I took him by surprise.
Excerpt from Dark Eyes: White Lies
I was caught sitting on his bed clutching his pillow. The envelope stood halfway out of his bag. He almost rounded the footboard until I crawled onto my knees on his bed.
“Are they done?” I asked, holding his gaze. I flexed my toe, pushing the envelope into his bag.
“They’re finishing.” He stepped to the edge of the mattress. Even as he towered over me, my hips half the size of his, I felt powerful. His stare hung on me like he was helpless in the pull of my movement.
Like he was at my mercy.
“I didn’t mean to wind up on your bed.”
His fingertips touched my hips. “But you are.”
“What would you have done if I wasn’t here?”
“I would have been in a lot of pain, and a lot of trouble. Then again, I might have had the information I’m missing had you shared the contents of the letter with me.”
“What letter?” I asked, my touch trailing up his back, mimicking what he did to me. “The one you tried to slip out from underneath my shirt? I don’t have it anymore. Maybe you should ask your Ispolniteli friends if they have it.”
“I’m going to need the letter, Karolina.” His tenor shifted; the pragmatic face he wore when he was calculating his next move dominated him.
The outer suite door closed.
“I should go,” I said. I was almost at the door when he appeared at my side.