I love this book. The characters are lovely, especially Styx, the Anasso of Vampers, so solemn, so stern, so emotionless, until he meets Darcy Smith, small and independent, and possessing a secret strong enough to end an entire race of demons. Trouble is, Salvatore, head of the Weres, also wants Darcy, so there’s nothing Styx can do except kidnap her, not the way to win friends and influence the woman of your dreams. Darcy herself is a little disconcerted by her sudden popularity. She has been different all of her life, is used to being the odd one out, alone and unwanted, so when tow gorgeous men suddenly want her she’s not so much overjoyed as suspicious. Which one can she trust? Certainly she can’t trust her mother. Face it, the only person she can depend on is herself. Good plot, lovely style, and the character of Levet, the tiny gargoyle, is just as delightful as ever.