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That vampire had been found in the centre of Times Square. Raphael, no! Elena—out of the country on a hunt—had seen the news footage after the event. She knew the vamp had lain there in agony for three hours before being picked up by a pair of angels. The archangel had wanted the punishment witnessed, wanted to remind people of who and what he was. It had worked.

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That vampire had been found in the centre of Times Square. Raphael, no! Elena—out of the country on a hunt—had seen the news footage after the event. She knew the vamp had lain there in agony for three hours before being picked up by a pair of angels. The archangel had wanted the punishment witnessed, wanted to remind people of who and what he was. It had worked. Now the mere mention of his name evoked visceral fear. The force of the blood rushing back into them was painful in its extremity.

People lie. Vampires lie. If she displeased him, Raphael would kill her as easily as she might swat a fly. To be able to fly…what an amazing gift.

She fought the urge to turn. In the end, her curiosity won out. Shifting, she turned sideways with her whole body, the position allowing her to keep Raphael in her peripheral vision. Then she looked at the two…creatures who stood behind her.

The other scuttled away like the animal it was. She watched them leave through the glass door and swallowed. Neither had it been human. They—except for the unusual ones like the doorvamp—simply smelled of vampire, like she smelled human.

Wondering if that implied focus or anger, she put down the glass. When he pushed a cut grapefruit in her direction, she dug into it with relish. At least enough that she could think. No wonder people believed those stories about vampires being the walking dead. Well, done. He was a being of such incredible splendor that simply seeing him move made her heart squeeze. No one, not even she, could deny that Raphael the Archangel was a man made to be admired. To be worshipped.

That utterly wrong thought snapped her out of her dazed state. Pushing back her chair, she stared hard at his back.

Had he been messing with her head? Right then, he turned and she met the agonizing blue of his eyes. For a second, she thought he was answering her question. Then he looked away…and walked off the roof. She jumped up. The female equivalent of Raphael, her beauty so intense that Elena could feel the force of it even from this distance. She had the startling realization that she was looking at a mid-air meeting between two archangels. The other archangel had skin the color of the most exquisite, fine milk-chocolate and a shining fall of hair that cascaded to her waist in a wild mass.

Her body was quintessentially female, slender and curvy at the same time, her wings a delicate bronze that shimmered against the richness of her skin. Elena fancied she could see her eyes—a bright, impossible green—but knew she had to be imagining it. They were too far away. It made little difference. The female archangel had a face that would not only stop traffic, it would cause a few pileups in the process.

Elena frowned. Which meant the damn arrogant blue-eyed bastard had been fucking with her mind. He wanted her to worship him? No one, not even an archangel, was going to turn her into a puppet. His landing was a lot more showy this time. She was sure he paused to display the pattern on the inside surface of his wings. It was as if a brush dipped in gold had started at the top edge of each wing and then stroked downward, fading to white as it neared the bottom.

In spite of her fury, she had to face the truth: If the devil—or an archangel—came to her and offered her wings, she might just sell him her soul. They only made blood-drinking vampires. Where angels came from, no one knew. Standing up, she sent her chair crashing to the tiles. She felt blood scent the air and realized it was her own. He was forcing her to hurt herself, showing her she was nothing but a toy for him to play with.

Instead of fighting, she squeezed harder. You need me, Elena Deveraux, not one of your little vampire flunkies. It fell to the ground with a thud cushioned to softness by the blood that had pooled below. And when Raphael walked to stand less than a foot from her, she stood her ground.

And for an archangel, it was. But no, it was his scent, that fresh bite of water. If you have a general location, even better. Not human. The Cadre of Ten does not joke. Powerful, terrifyingly, passionately awesome. Paranormal romance fans will be hard pressed to find a better read. I was blown away by this book. It is amazing in every way!!! Darker than her Psy-Changelings, simmering with both violence and sexual tension, and with vivid worldbuilding that blew my socks off.

I never once found my attention slipping or getting bored with elements of this damn near flawlessly plotted story. Bravo, Ms. The two leading characters and several secondaries were clearly delineated — given enough personality to hopefully!

Not only was the world just completely awe-inspiring, but the characters and the storyline are evocative and a pure pleasure to read. All around satisfying. Even as there are angels, vampires, and hunters, the focus of this story is on stellar characterization and world building.

Nalini Singh should take a bow! But I pressed on, and with some trepidation began to read. Raphael is powerful, ruthless, frightening and one sexy Archangel.

Elena is a strong, talented, hardheaded, vulnerable, frightened and sexy Vampire Hunter… Together, they make for an explosive combination.

Two thumbs up!

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He was also a two-hundred-and-forty-five-year-old vampire capable of ripping out her throat with minimal effort. And yet… Janvier was the man every woman in a bar would turn to look at, his appeal as rawly earthy as the unhidden interest in eyes the shade of bayou moss, all sunlight and shadows over green. I thought we were friends, non? Everyone else thought she was way over on the east side of crazy. Come in.

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Shelves: genre-urban-fantasy , angels-and-demons , books-i-go-rabid-over , my-hottie-harem , anthologies , author-nalini-singh , covers-to-covet , favorites , read-in , arc Angels Pawn- 5 stars Ive read plenty of short stories and now after reading Singhs novella, Angels Pawn has become of my favourites. This time we get a closer look at Ashwini, Elenas Guild Hunter colleague. Ash possesses similar characteristics as Elena Shes smart, tough, and can kick some serious ass. But she also has her own Guild Hunter talent, or a curse, in her opinion. She can hear the thoughts and emotions of others through a single touch. A talent that is unique, but debilitating when the person who touches her is an angel like Nazarach who has seen and felt centuries of pain and terror. Singh introduces an enigma in the form of a hot vampire named Janvier.

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