A moment is all it takes. Even the strength of a devoted warrior angel is no match to the pull of love … or is it lust? Sarenah isn’t sure. She needs to see him again. The brief intensity between them was too powerful. It eats away at her mind, but why? The elements of the world seem to be telling her something isn’t right. There’s a secret no one wants Sarenah to know. Why can’t she remember things such as becoming an angel? What happened to her past? The protection of the light is about to cease, but her heart and mind repeat one word incessantly, one she cannot ignore … Draco.


OK, I went through a series of different things during this book. confusion, annoyed (with certain characters), a bit more confusion, intrigued. It may have just been me, but there quite a few scenes where I wondering what exactly was going on.

Just a few characters to talk about, but definitely not all of them :

Sarenah – this book was a tad short, so I felt like I couldn’t completely settle on how I felt about her. But what I did get was how she was one tough chick that liked bending the rules. She was well known among the heavens.

Draco – & he was well-known in Hell. Definitely someone to be feared. Just like Sarenah, I wasn’t able to get a full appreciation of him, but I look forward to learning more about these two in the next book.

Saint – the “only” one that Sarenah is close to (or is she?). It’s pretty easy to pick out how close they are, but their feelings don’t exactly run the same for each other. He was a protector and would always put Sarenah first.

Tabian – ANNOYING … I couldn’t handle him, I agreed with Sarenah and Saint, he just needed to stop talking. I know he means well as he does seem to be very fond of Sarenah. I know there’s more to his story, but I’m assuming it’s just not his time yet. 

So I’m rating this a 3.5, I did like the story and found it very intriguing. And I do plan on reading the next one in the series. There was a bit of a mystery because I wasn’t exactly sure how the ending would turn it, but lets just say it wasn’t what I expected. I don’t know about you guys, but I wouldn’t say this book is easily predictable, which is what I like. I wasn’t a fan of all the different point of views, to me, it just clouded a lot of things. And it felt like too much was going on, when you got to see all of the characters thought process. I will say that we do get to know each character a little better and their role in the story. I think this story just needed a little bit more focus on the Draco & Sarenah, and not so much the supporting characters.

Overall, this story intrigued me and I am definitely looking forward to reading more about Draco & Sarenah’s story. 


Meet the Author

Sara’s: Sara V. Zook is a paranormal/fantasy writer. She is the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy and Clipped. She resides in Pennsylvania with her 3 small children and husband.

Wendy’s: After being in the music and literary field for 12 years as an agent, in 2013 Wendy S. Chartier took her passion for books and formed her own publishing company, Planettopia Publishing, LLC.

Wendy resides in the Texas hill country with her husband, David, and their furkids, Azriel and Sophie.

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The dark creature walked over to me, unusually close, the heat from his skin leaping onto mine. He held up his open palm. As if entranced, I placed my hand upon his and our fingers laced together. Suddenly the darkness of his eyes was illuminated with swirls of hypnotic colors circling each other in the very middle where his pupils should be.

I knew I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be touching this sinful creature, but I couldn’t stop. His touch was hot with a passion I had never known before, yet so familiar. I was caught in a trap that I never wanted to get out of.

His other hand dug into my hair and jerked my head back, his breath hot on my neck, his eyes peering into mine.

“How many more, ma’am?” a fireman shouted out above the sirens.

The female just stood there in front of the smoldering shelter before her, both hands covering her face, ashen-filled tears falling from the edge of her jaw.

“Ma’am!” the fireman hollered out. “Who else are you missing?”

The wind changed directions. I looked up to see another angel passing by, carrying the breeze along with her. She raised her hand ever so slightly to wave. I nodded at her.

The fireman covered his nostrils with the inside of his arm as the wind carried the sultry smoke toward him.

The female seemed unaffected by the smoke. She just kept staring at that front door, her apprehension more of a focus now as she waited. “Two,” she finally replied.

“Did she say two?” another guy asked.

“Two?” he asked her again to confirm.

Never looking his way, she nodded. “My husband, he went back in for our oldest son.”

“Who are you?” I whispered, my chest heaving up and down from his firm grasp on my hair. My anger flared. I should kill him for putting his hands on me like that, but it felt so good.

He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment before answering, “Draco.”


He released me as I stood up straight, facing him. I knew who this strange creature was. I had heard about him on my travels. He was a solider of the dark, with strength witnesses marveled at. Most of the soldiers of the dark were cowards who slithered here and there with little, if any, common sense about their purpose or duty at hand. It was said that this Draco’s loyalty surpassed all others. But there was one other tidbit I had heard that was even more unusual. Those who worked with him, who were on the same side, seemed to like him. It was a concept unheard of for the dark side. Everyone was your enemy and everyone hated each other.

“And you are?” he asked.

If I said my name, he’d know who I was as well, and he’d run away. My intrigue was far too deep to have him disappear just yet.

“It doesn’t matter, does it?” I said.

He smirked, a dimple forming in the side of his cheek.


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