"A spicy mystery with a varied assortment of characters, both human and Other."
Reviewed by Vicky Gilpin
Posted December 16, 2009
Erotic Paranormal
Erin Jerome feels that she has finally found a place to
escape her tortured past. As a new ADA, she can fight for
justice, while being appreciated for her intellectual
skills and verbal prowess rather than being feared for her
differences. However, her cover is blown immediately when
she runs into bounty hunter Jude Donovan; he recognizes her
as some indistinct Other, and he is intrigued by her
attempts to hide her heritage. They are thrown together by
instinct and fate when Erin reaches out to Jude to help her
run from or confront a sick killer from her past who has
rediscovered his fixation with her. A spicy mystery with a varied assortment of characters,
both human and Other, ETERNAL HUNTER is an interesting
paranormal romance that will thrill most readers with a
taste for the unusual.
SUMMARY
Cynthia Eden delves into the dark realms of the
Others, where desires and dangerous games await the
unsuspecting in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
Assistant DA Erin Jerome has a secret. Make that two.
One: She's not entirely human-she's Other,
desperately trying to keep her supernatural strength under
wraps. Two: she's got a killer stalking her-an Other
rogue set on "gifting" her bloody corpses, not to mention
nights lying awake in terror. Small wonder she's been
having bad luck with men. But the bounty hunter on
her new case isn't worried about any of that. Jude Donovan
is a shapeshifter himself, and the new DA's midnight hair
and addictive scent tell him all he thinks he needs to
know: She's gorgeous, she's definitely not human, and she's
bringing out the animal in him in a really good way. He
might have to track a psychotic Other stalker
through half of Louisiana. But he might also get the chance
to watch Erin's wild side come out and play.
Excerpt“Wanna answer my question?” His voice was deep, rumbling.Goosebumps rose on her bare arms. And it was too damn warm
for her to have a chill from the weather. “And just what question was that?” She titled her head to
the right. “Who are you?” A pause. “What are you?” She let her eyebrows furrow. She’d fooled Other before, she
could do it again. “I’m really not sure I understand. I
told you, I’m Assistant District Attorney—” “You don’t smell human.” Her breath left on a gasp. No, he hadn’t just said— He stepped toward her, a fast move that brought their
bodies too close. Jude leaned in, lowering his head over
the curve of her throat. And inhaled. “Stop!” She shoved him, hard, and watched with no small
satisfaction as he stumbled back. Oh, yeah, big guy, I’m
much, much stronger than I appear. He wasn’t the first one
to learn that little lesson. She almost bared her teeth at him. Almost. After all, she wasn’t an animal. No matter what the
whispers back home said. “I don’t know just what you think you were doing,” she
snapped, glaring at him as she narrowed her eyes. “But
you’d better watch what you do and what you say around me.”
Was the guy crazy? You don’t smell human. He couldn’t say
things like that. The words were too dangerous. She reached into her purse. Dug out her card. “Call my
office. My assistant will take care of any paperwork you’ve
got.” He stared at her a moment longer. Then, slowly, his tanned
fingers rose. Long fingers, callused. Strong. He took the
card, and his fingertips brushed over her hand. Erin didn’t flinch and she was extremely proud of that fact. “Good work, Donovan.” After giving him that grudging token
of appreciation, she nodded and began to march back toward
her car. She’d taken all of five steps when she heard his whistle.
Long, loud, and very appreciative. Erin stilled. I really don’t need this shit. “I’ve got your scent.” Hard words. Scary words. Because she
knew what they meant. If Jude Donovan truly was a shifter, and every instinct she
had screamed that he was, then having her scent, well, it
meant he had her. He’d be able to follow her, to find her,
almost anywhere. A shifter. What were the odds she’d stumble onto him? One of the little perks in the Other world—the world full
of supernaturals and nightmares, the world that, rather
unfortunately, was her life—was that like recognized like.
Demons, because, yeah, those conniving bastards were real,
could “see” others of their breed. They could look right
past the magic glamour and peer into the darkness inside. Witches felt the power pull from their brethren. And shifters, well, they could smell each other—a distinct
scent. One that carried the wisp of power and the scent of
the beast. Jude Donovan smelled of power. Of wild, strong man. Of
savagery. No denying that scent. As for the beast…she didn’t need the marks on Bobby’s face
to know Donovan had claws. Erin began to walk again. One determined step after another. And even when she climbed into her car, she could feel his
eyes on her. Watching and seeing too much. Oh, damn. Now, she’d have to be extra careful to stay on her guard
and not let the hunter discover the secrets she kept so
carefully hidden.
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