With his long, black hair and dark, mesmerising eyes, Adam Black is Trouble with a capital T. Immortal, arrogant, and intensly sensual, he is free to roam across time and continents in pursuit of his insatiable desires. That is, until a curse strips him of his immortality and makes him invisible, a cruel fate for so irresistible a man. Now Adam’s only hope for survival is in the hands of the one woman who can actually see him.
Enter law student Gabrielle O’Callaghan. For Gabrielle, cursed with the ability to see both worlds, Mortal and Faery, it is the beginning of a long, dangerous seduction. But as Adam’s quest to regain his immortality plunges them into a world of timeless magic, the price of surrender could be their very lives. Unless they can thwart the cosnpiracy that threatens both Mortal and Faery realms…and give them a shot at a destiny few mortals ever know: glorious, wondrous, endless love…
This book may contain explicit intimate scenes, so if you are not 18+ then I probably wouldn’t recommend it for younger readers.
Oh my have I never read a book with such a sinful delicious character as Adam Black. Even though he is supposed to be the blackest Faery – an one of the oldest, ranging somewhere between 4,000 to 6,000 years old – in the realm, he can do no wrong in my book. He is known as the trickster whom loves to twist his and other’s words, one to take on many forms throughout his lifetime, and he oozes sex appeal like no other so much so those whom can see him can’t resist this yummy Fae specimen.
“You’re not falling for me, are you, Irish?”
“That is not my car!” “Correction. You used to drive a falling apart Toyota. B.A.” Had his lips just brushed her hair? She shivered. And though she knew better than to ask, she did it anyway. “Okay. You got me. What’s B.A.?” “Before. Adam. After Adam, you drive a BMW. I take care of what is mine. That Toyota wasn’t safe.” Figured that arrogant beast would define himself as the dawning of an epoch. “I’m not yours. It was too, and you can’t just go around stealing.” “I didn’t, and I filled out the paperwork myself.”
He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I’m-pure-trouble-and-you’re-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.
“Tell them, Gabrielle,” Adam urged impatiently. Blinking, Gabby nodded. “I have one of the, er… fairies here with me –” “Tuatha Dé,” Adam corrected irritably. “You’re bloody well making me sound like Tinkerbell.”
Adam was such a fun, enticing, mischievous character that you can tell Karen had a boat load of fun writing him. I loved how he called Gabrielle “Irish” and kept asking her if she was falling for him.
“Ah, ka-lyrra, I look at you and you make me want to live a man’s life with you. To wake with you and sleep with you, argue with you and make love with you, to get a silly human job and take walks in the park and live so tiny beneath such a vast sky. But I will never stay with another human woman and water her die. Never.”
As she lifted the glittering strand of diamonds from the box, a small slip of paper fell out. She caught it as it wafted toward the floor. Four words in ancient script, an arrogantly slanted scrawl. ‘Accept these, accept me.’ Well, she thought, blinking, that was certainly direct and to the point.
“Holy cow,” Chloe said faintly. “No kidding,” Gwen breathed. The sexy Fae prince flashed them a smile that was pure devilish charm, sexy and playful and mischievous, briefly catching the tip of his tongue between white teeth, before his lip curved, dark eyes sparkling gold. Gabby groaned. She choked on it hastily, camouflaging it with a dry little cough. Her own private stash of eye candy had just been made available for public consumption and she didn’t like it one bit. Apparently she wasn’t the only one. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Dageus?” Drustan said irritably. “Och, aye,” Dageus said darkly. “You liked him better invisible too?” “Och, aye.” “Should I curse him again?” “Och, aye.” Adam threw back his head and laughed, eyes sparkling with gold fire. “Bloody hell, it’s good to be back,” he purred.
Two other favorite moments of mine is when Adam first confronts Gabrielle at her home after he realizes she can see him and when he gifts her a black dress and jewelry with a note telling her “Accept these, accept me”.
Hours later, Adam propped himself up on an elbow and stared down at Gabrielle, pondering what made beauty. He thought he was beginning to understand. It wasn’t symmetry of features; it wasn’t perfection. It was uniqueness. That which one person had that no other possessed. That which was only their own. Perhaps Gabrielle’s nose was like a thousand others, but they weren’t on her face, with her eyes, with her cheekbones and hair. Nor were those noses graced with her many expressions, crinkling so charmingly when she laughed, flaring so haughtily when she was irritated.
“I gained everything. Or at least I’ll think so,” he growled, suddenly impatient, anxious, “when you give me a bloody answer to my bloody question. How many times are you going to make me ask you? Will you marry me, Gabrielle O’Callaghan? Yes or yes? And in case you’re still managing to miss the point, the correct answer is ‘yes.’ And, by the way, anytime you’d like to tell me you love me, I wouldn’t mind hearing it.”
I just love how Karen brings her highlanders to life, especially her druid and faery ones – they are highly interesting especially with their mythical powers – nothing is impossible or off limits with them. I have yet to see any other author write or create tales such as Karen does.