Devil May Cry (Dark-Hunter, Book 11)($11.50Value)

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As an ancient Sumerian god, Sin was one of the most powerful among his pantheon. . . Until the night Artemis brutally stole his godhood and left him for dead. For millennia, this ex-god turned Dark-Hunter has dreamed only of regaining his powers and seeking revenge on Artemis. If only life were that simple. Unfortunately he has bigger fish--or in Sin's case--demons, to fry. The lethal gallu that were buried by his pantheon are now stirring and they are hungry for human flesh. Their goal is to destroy mankind and anyone else who gets in their way. Sin is the only one who can stop them--that is if a certain woman doesn't kill him first. Unfortunately, Sin discovers that now he must rely on her or witness an annihilation of biblical proportions. Enemies have always made strange bedfellows, but never more so than when the fate of the world hangs in the balance. Now a man who knows only betrayal must trust the one person most likely to hand him to the demons. Artemis may have stolen his godhood, but this one has stolen his heart. The only question is will she keep it or feed it to the ones who want him dead? If revenge is a dish best served cold, Sin figures a few thousand years should make it good and frigid. He can't wait to kill Artemis for stealing his godhood, but first he has to deal with Earth-destroying gallu demons trying to escape their prison. As a preemptive strike, Artemis sends Katra to kill him. Realizing, though, that the gallu are the bigger threat, she willingly joins her enemy to stop them. Falling for him, however, could be the real problem. Longevity can be a series' best friend or worst enemy, yet Kenyon manages to find the middle ground in each installment in her Dark-Hunter series (immortal warriors guided by Artemis and pledged to defend humankind against vampires and other enemies), creating the wounded heroes, sarcastic humor, and adventurous romps paranormal-romance readers love while keeping any hint of sagging or self-indulgent plot at bay. As the mastermind behind an internationally popular, massively detailed fictional universe and overarching saga filling a dozen novels, Kenyon has written another fresh tale full to the brim with surprises. Davis, Nina C. PRAISE FOR SHERRILYN KENYON "Kenyon is the reigning queen of the vampire novel."--Barbara Vey, Publishers Weekly “An engaging read.”— Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry “Kenyon’s writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative. These are not your mother’s vampire novels.”— The Boston Globe on Dark Side of the Moon Sherrilyn Kenyon is a #1 New York Times bestselling author with more than sixteen million copies of her books in print, in over thirty countries. She is the author of the Dark-Hunter novels, which have an international cult following and always appear at the top of The New York Times, Publishers Weekly , and USA Today lists. Writing both as Sherrilyn Kenyon and Kinley MacGregor, she is also the author of several other series, including: The League, Brotherhood of the Sword, Lords of Avalon, The Dream-Hunters and BAD. Near Nashville, Tennessee, Sherrilyn Kenyon lives a life of extraordinary danger . . . as does any woman with three sons, a husband, and a collection of swords on which all of the above have a major fixation. Chapter One "He needs to be destroyed. My preference is painfully and quickly, but any means that ultimately results in his death will work." Acheron Parthenopaeus turned his head to see the Greek goddess Artemis approaching him. For centuries now the two of them had been tied together, and at times such as this the goddess actually believed she controlled him. The truth, however, was very different. Dressed only in black leather pants, he sat on the stone railing of her temple balcony with his back against one of the columns that lined it. The balcony was made of sparkling white marble that overlooked a breathtaking view of a rainbow waterfall and a perfect forest scene. But then one would expect no less on Mt. Olympus, where the Greek gods made their home. If only the inhabitants were as perfect as the landscape. . . . With flowing red hair, unblemished porcelain skin, and sharp green eyes, Artemis would be beautiful if Ash didn't begrudge her every breath she drew. "Why do you have such a burr up your ass all of a sudden where Sin's concerned?" She curled her lip at him. "I hate it when you talk like that." Which was exactly why he did it. May the gods forbid he ever do anything she liked. He had enough problems with that already. "You're changing the subject." She huffed before she answered. "I've always hated him. He was supposed to die. Remember? You intervened." She was seriously oversimplifying that sequence of events. "He survived on his own. I merely gave the guy a job after you fucked him over." "Yes, and now he's gone insane. Did you not see that he broke into a museum last night, knocked out three guards in the process, and stole a hi