Review // Wicked All Night by Jeaniene Frost

“Are you incapable of being afraid?” I asked with admiring exasperation.

“No.” Now his tone was clipped. “When you vanished with Phanes, and every prophetic feeling I had screamed that you’d die if I didn’t find you, I was terrified.”

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Wicked All Night by Jeaniene Frost

Night Rebel #3
Release - February 23, 2021
Genre - Paranormal Romance / Urban Fantasy / vamps, demons, lesser gods
Heroine POV - 1st person
Heat Level - 3.5 out of 5 / one real scene
Format/Source - ebook borrowed from the library
Length - 364 pages
Publisher - Avon

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Set in the Night Huntress World, ancient deities are poised to wreck havoc, unless vampires Veritas and Ian can stop them!

A gift from the gods…

Veritas and Ian have finally defeated their worst enemy, but the power it took to pierce through to the netherworld has unexpected consequences. Soon, Veritas is forced to rely on the last person she trusts—a golden deity named Phanes, who seeks far more than a temporary alliance with the beautiful vampire.

Can unleash hell…

But an escape from the netherworld soon pits Veritas and Ian against supernatural beings seeking to rule over mortals once again. Now, they must rally friends and foes alike—if the vampire council doesn’t execute Veritas first. Plus, a wedge between Veritas and Ian threatens to destroy their love. Can they stand together against the unearthly powers about to be unleashed? Or does their love—and humanity—not stand a chance?

My Two Cents

4 "Not the ending I was hoping for" stars

I don't think I have to tell you how much I've enjoyed the three books that make up the epic love that existed between Ian and Veritas. I don't have to... but I will!

At the end of the last book, Ian and Veritas finally took down the baddest of the bad. At least as far as they knew. No one (not even I) could guess that things could get so much worse. I'm talking the apocalypse is coming worse.

A self-important, arrogant, evil, and kinda had to go demon was bad enough. Having to hide her true nature was bad enough. Worrying about losing Ian was bad enough. But when Veritas unwittingly lets free three lesser known gods to wreak havoc on the world... yeah, no one was prepared for that.

So I loved these books. I loved Ian. I loved Veritas. I loved their friends and family. I loved the plots. I love the worlds that were created. I loved the author's words. I'm just really feeling the love right now. And while I didn't exactly love the way this particular book ended (I'm greedy and needed more of a happy ending), I'm in love so it doesn't change a thing.

I'm in love with the lengths Ian and Veritas would go to keep each other safe. Their love is everything in these stories, even if the plot is what takes up most of the space. It's their feelings, their emotions, the fact that they were each other's first... THAT'S what kept me going.

And don't even get me started on the side characters. I'm told most of them had their stories told already and I cannot wait to dive into them! Can someone tell me if there will be more for V's brother, Ashael? I want to see him again and again and again. I also hope this isn't the last time I see Ian and Veritas. They need to make several appearances in the future. And please... someone please... can we get a petition started for their dad's story? I'm intrigued by this male. Seriously, I'm desperate for him to get a story. The way he talked about how their kind loves... yeah, I need all of that.

Excerpt

Two hard knocks on the door woke me. I hadn’t intended to fall asleep after Ian made good on his promise to fuck me into a state of temporary muteness, but I had. Then again, I’d done a lot of things I hadn’t intended to do over the past two days. What was that saying about making the gods laugh? All you had to do was tell them your plans?

“Sod off, whoever you are,” Ian said without opening his eyes.

The door burst open in a shower of wood, revealing Cat.

Ian cursed as he leapt up from the bed. “Really, Reaper? Kicking the door in? This isn’t even your house.”

“I know, but this news is important and I drew the short straw, so I’m here and Spade isn’t,” Cat replied, looking anywhere except at Ian. “Figured it was the best time to interrupt since the horses finally quit stomping up their stalls from all the racket. Unless that banging around was you two and not the horses? Wait, don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”

I got out of bed, too. Now Cat was almost staring at the ceiling to avoid looking at our nakedness. How silly.

“We don’t have anything you haven’t seen before,” I said before adding dryly, “even if I am Death’s direct descendant.”

“It’s not you,” Cat said, her strained tone proving that, if she were human, she’d be blushing. “It’s his, um…you know.”

“You barged in for a reason, so spare us your Puritan modesty and get to it,” Ian said impatiently. “Besides, you must have seen a cock piercing before, and if you haven’t, Crispin owes you an apology for being such an unimaginative lover.”

“Fine, let’s get this over with,” Cat muttered, and dropped her gaze below Ian’s waist.

“Wow,” she said after a stunned moment. “Really jammed that thing right in there, didn’t you?” Then, her head tilted to the side. “Is that one single bar straight through the tip? Or are there two different piercings on either side-?”

“Focus, Reaper,” Ian interrupted.

“Right,” Cat said, shaking her head as if to clear it. “What did I come in here for again? Oh, yeah. We’re all in deep shit.”

About the Author

Jeaniene Frost is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy. Her works include the Night Huntress series, the Night Prince series, the Broken Destiny series, and the new Night Rebel series. Jeaniene’s novels have also appeared on the Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal, ABA Indiebound, and international bestseller lists. Foreign rights for Jeaniene’s novels have sold to twenty different countries.

Jeaniene lives in Florida with her husband Matthew, who long ago accepted that she rarely cooks and always sleeps in on the weekends. In addition to being a writer, Jeaniene also enjoys reading, writing, poetry, watching movies, exploring old cemeteries, spelunking and traveling – by car. Airplanes, children, and cook books frighten her.

Visit https://www.jeanienefrost.com/ for more information