A Hunger Like No Other (Immortals After Dark #1) by Kresley Cole

 

He stands chained against a rock, pinned at two places on each limb and once around his neck. Before him—an opening into hell that spews fire. Here he waits and suffers, offered to a column of fire that may weaken but is never-ending—never-ending, just like his life. His existence is to burn to death repeatedly, only to have his dogged immortality revive him again. Detailed fantasies of retribution have gotten him this far; nursing the rage in his heart is all he has. Until her. Over the centuries, he has sometimes heard uncanny new things in the streets above, occasionally smelled Paris changing seasons. But now he has scented her, his mate, the one woman made for him alone. The one woman he’d searched for without cease for a thousand years—up until the day of his capture.

Lachlain is a lykae (think werewolf) and he has been imprisoned in his own personal hell for decades… By vampires.

The human males she passed turned their heads slowly to regard her, frowns in place, sensing something, but unsure. Probably some genetic memory from long ago that signaled her as their wildest fantasy or their darkest nightmare. Emma was neither. She was a co-ed—a recent Tulane grad—alone in Paris and hungry. Weary from another failed search for blood, she sank onto a rustic bench beneath a chestnut tree, eyes riveted to a waitress drawing espresso at a café. If only blood poured so easily, Emma thought. Yes, if it came warm and rich from a bottomless tap, then her stomach wouldn’t be clenched in hunger at the mere idea. Starving in Paris. And friendless. Was there ever such a predicament? Couples strolling hand in hand along the gravel walk seemed to mock her loneliness. Was it just her, or did lovers look more adoringly at each other in this city? Especially in the springtime. Die, bastards. She sighed. It wasn’t their fault that they were bastards who should die.

Emmaline (Emma) is a very rare bird, even in the world of the supernatural. She is half Valkyrie and half vampire.

When Lachlain finds that a vampire is the mate he’s yearned for, he must make a choice.

I gave this book a 3.8 out of 5 stars. While it is very fast paced and interesting I felt that there was something missing at the end. This is the first book in a series, but the series is set up where each book tells about a different couple while still being interconnected. I hope that as the series continues, not only will I meet new characters but I will also get a bit more about the old ones as well. At first I didn’t really have a favorite character but as the characters grew my favorite became clear. Emma became my favorite character, I didn’t like her in the beginning because she was kind of depressing. She saw herself as weak and didn’t see herself as attractive, and it really annoyed me (she was a bit pathetic, but she would have times of inner strength which gave me hope). Luckily as she was forced out of her comfort zone she learned to believe in herself and began to unlock her true badass potential. Lachlain was another story, he was always strong but in my opinion he doesn’t really think before he acts most of the time (and it gets him in trouble, mostly with Emma). I mean yes, he was tortured for decades and that probably (definitely) had something to do with it too, but some of the stuff he did should have gotten him his ass kicked. I’ll just say that kidnapping Emma in the beginning worked for him in some ways but it really did burn him too. I love the way the Kresley was able to create this new world with some crazy characters and keep the reader interested and in the know (lots of explanations were needed but she wove them into the story). Anyway like I said, this is the first of a series but you do get some closure on Emma and Lachlain, which is good because I think there are like 12 books in the series so far.

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