Shades of Midnight (Midnight Breed Series #7)

Shades of Midnight (Midnight Breed Series #7)

by Lara Adrian

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BONUS: This edition contains an excerpt from Lara Adrian's Taken by Midnight.

In a frozen wilderness steeped in darkness, the lines between good and evil, lover and enemy, are never black or white but drawn in Shades of Midnight.

Something inhuman is stalking the frigid Alaskan wilds, leaving unspeakable carnage in its wake. For bush pilot Alexandra Maguire, the killings stir memories of a horrific event she witnessed as a child and evoke in her the inexplicable sense of otherness she has long felt within herself but never fully understood . . . until a darkly seductive stranger with secrets of his own enters her world.

Sent from Boston on a mission to investigate the savage attacks and stop the slaughter, vampire warrior Kade has his own reasons for returning to the frigid, forbidding place of his birth. Haunted by a secret shame, Kade soon realizes the stunning truth of the threat he faces–a threat that will jeopardize the fragile bond he has formed with the courageous, determined young woman who arouses his deepest passions and most primal hungers. But in bringing Alex into his world of blood and darkness, Kade must confront both his own personal demons and the even greater evil that could destroy all he holds dear.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780440339199
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 12/29/2009
Series: Midnight Breed Series , #7
Sold by: Random House
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 32,374
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Lara Adrian is the New York Times bestselling author of the Midnight Breed series, including the novels Kiss of Midnight, Kiss of Crimson, Midnight Awakening, Midnight Rising, Veil of Midnight, Ashes of Midnight, Shades of Midnight, Taken by Midnight, Deeper than Midnight, Darker After Midnight, Edge of DawnCrave the Night, and the eBook novella A Taste of Midnight.

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Chapter One

Twenty-eight-hundred feet below the red single-engine de Havilland Beaver’s wings, the broad swath of the frozen Koyukuk River glistened under the morning moonlight like a ribbon of crushed diamonds. Alexandra Maguire followed the long stretch of ice-jammed, crystalline water north out of the small town of Harmony, the back of her plane loaded with supplies for the day’s delivery run to a handful of settlements nestled deep in the interior.

Beside her in the passenger seat of the cockpit was Luna, the best copilot she’d ever had, aside from her dad, who had taught Alex everything she knew about flying. The gray-and-white wolf dog had been standing in for Hank Maguire for a couple of years now, when the Alzheimer’s had really started taking hold of him. Hard to believe he’d been gone for six months now, although Alex often felt she had been slowly losing him for a lot longer than that. At least the disease that ate away his mind and memories had also ended his pain, a small mercy to be sure.

Now it was just Luna and her living in the old house in Harmony and making the supply runs to Hank’s small roster of clients in the bush. Luna sat erect next to Alex, her pointed ears perked forward, sharp blue eyes keeping a steady watch on the mountainous terrain of the Brooks Range, its dark, crouching bulk filling the northwest horizon. As they crossed the Arctic Circle, the dog fidgeted in the seat and let out a small, eager-sounding whine.

“Don’t tell me you can smell Pop Toms’s moose jerky from here,” Alex said, reaching out to ruffle the big furry head as they continued north along the Koyukuk’s Middle Fork, past the small villages of Bettles and Evansville. “Breakfast is still twenty minutes away, girlfriend. Make that thirty minutes, if that black storm cloud over the Anaktuvuk Pass decides to blow our way.”

Alex eyed the dark thunderhead that loomed a few miles up from their flight path. More snow was in the forecast; certainly nothing unusual for November in Alaska, but not exactly prime conditions for her delivery route today. She exhaled a curse as the wind coming off the mountains picked up speed and scuttled across the river valley to give the already bumpy ride a bit more gusto.

The worst of it passed just as Alex’s cell phone began to chirp in the pocket of her parka. She dug the phone out and answered the call without needing to know who was on the other end of the line.

“Hey, Jenna.”

In the background of her best friend’s house, Alex could hear a Forest Service radio chattering about sketchy weather conditions and plummeting windchill factors. “Storm’s gonna be coming your way in a couple of hours, Alex. You on the ground yet?”

“Not quite.” She rode through another round of bumps as she neared the town of Wiseman and turned the plane onto the route that would take her to the first stop on her day’s delivery schedule. “I’m maybe ten minutes from the Toms place now. Three more stops after that, shouldn’t take more than an hour apiece even with the headwind I’m fighting right now. I think the storm is going to pass right by this time.”

It was hope more than qualified estimation, sympathy for her friend’s concern more than caution for her own safety. Alex was a good flier, and too well trained by Hank Maguire to do anything completely reckless, but the simple fact was the supplies she carried in her cargo hold were already a week overdue because of bad weather. She’d be damned if she was going to let a few snowflakes or gusty breezes keep her from delivering goods to the folks in the far-flung reaches of the interior who were counting on her for food and fuel.

“Everything’s fine on this end, Jenna. You know I’m careful.”

“Yeah,” she said. “But accidents happen, don’t they?”

Alex might have told Jenna not to worry, but saying it wouldn’t have done any good. Her friend knew as well as anyone—perhaps better than most—that the bush pilot’s unofficial creed was roughly the same as that of a police officer: You have to go out; you don’t have to come back.

Jenna Tucker-Darrow, a former Statie from a long line of Staties—and the widow of one to boot—got quiet for a long moment. Alex knew her friend’s mind was likely traveling down a dark path, so she worked to fill the silence with chitchat.

“Hey, when I spoke to Pop Toms yesterday, he told me he’d just smoked a big batch of moose meat. You want me to see if I can sweet-talk him into sending me back with some extra jerky for you?”

Jenna laughed, but she sounded as though her thoughts were a million miles away. “Sure. If you think Luna will let you get away with it, then yeah, I’d like that.”

“You got it. The only thing better than Pop’s moose jerky is his biscuits and gravy. Lucky me, I get some of both.”

Breakfast at Pop Toms’s place in exchange for semimonthly supply drops had been a tradition started by Alex’s father. It was one she enjoyed maintaining, even if the price of aviation gas well outweighed the price of Pop’s simple meals. But Alex liked the old guy and his family. They were good, basic folks living authentically off the same rugged land that had sustained generations of their stalwart kin.

The idea of sitting down for a hot, homemade breakfast and catching up on the week’s events with Pop Toms made every bump and dip in the flight out to the remote settlement worthwhile. As she crested the final ridge and began her descent toward the makeshift landing strip behind Pop’s store, Alex imagined the salty-sweet smell of smoked meat and buttermilk biscuits that would already be warming on the woodstove when she arrived.

“Listen, I’d better go,” she told Jenna. “I’m going to need both hands to land this thing, and I—”

The words caught in her throat. On the ground below, something odd caught Alex’s eye. In the dark of the winter morning, she couldn’t quite make out the bulky, snow- covered form lying in the center of the settlement, but whatever it was made the hair at the back of her neck prickle to attention.


She couldn’t answer at first, all of her focus rooted on the strange object below. Dread crawled up her spine, as cold as the wind battering the windscreen.

“Alex, are you still there?”

“I’m, uh . . . yeah, I’m here.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m not sure. I’m looking at Pop’s place just ahead, but something’s not right down there.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t say exactly.” Alex peered out the window of the cockpit as she brought the plane closer, preparing to land. “There’s something in the snow. It’s not moving. Oh, my God . . . I think it’s a person.”

“Are you sure?”

“I don’t know,” Alex murmured into the cell phone, but the way her pulse was hammering, she had no doubt that she was looking at a human being lying underneath a fresh cover of snow.

A dead human being, if whoever it was had been lying there unnoticed for anything longer than a few hours in this punishing cold.

But how could that be? It was almost nine in the morning. Even though daybreak wouldn’t come until close to noon this far north, Pop would have been awake for hours by now. The other folks in the settlement—his sister and her family—would have had to be blind to miss the fact that one of them was not only unaccounted for but sprawled in a frozen heap right outside their doors.

“Talk to me, Alex,” Jenna was saying now, using her cop voice, the one that demanded to be obeyed. “Tell me what’s going on.”

As she descended to begin her landing, Alex noticed another worrisome form on the ground below—this one lying between Pop Toms’s house and the tree line of the surrounding woods. The snow around the body was blood-soaked, dark stains seeping up through the blanket of fresh white in horrific intensity.

“Oh, Jesus,” she hissed under her breath. “This is bad, Jenna. Something awful has happened here. There’s more than one person out there. They’ve been . . . hurt somehow.”

“Hurt as in wounded?”

“Dead,” Alex murmured, her mouth gone suddenly dry with the certainty of what she was seeing. “Oh, God, Jenna . . . there’s blood. A lot of blood.”

“Shit,” Jenna whispered. “Okay, listen to me, Alex, I want you to stay on the phone with me now. Turn around and come back into town. I’m going to call Zach on the radio while I have you on the phone with me, all right? Whatever’s happened, I think we should let Zach handle it. Don’t you go near—”

“I can’t leave them alone,” Alex blurted. “People have been hurt down there. They might need help. I can’t just turn away and leave them now. Oh, God. I have to go down and see if I can do something.”

“Alex, dammit, don’t you—”

“I have to go,” she said. “I’m about to land.”

Ignoring Jenna’s continued orders to leave the situation to Zach Tucker, Jenna’s brother and the sole police officer in a hundred-mile radius, Alex cut off the call and eased the plane down onto its skis on the short landing strip. She brought the Beaver to an abrupt stop in the fresh powder, not the most graceful landing but good enough, considering that every nerve ending in her body was screaming in rising panic. She killed the engine and no sooner had she opened the cockpit door did Luna leap over her lap to bolt from the plane and run toward the center of the cluster of homes.


Alex’s voice echoed in the eerie quiet of the place. The wolf dog was out of sight now. Alex climbed out of the plane and called for Luna once more, but only silence answered. No one came out of the nearby houses to greet her. No sign of Pop Toms at the log-cabin store just a hundred feet away. No sign of Teddy, who, despite his teenage front of indifference, adored Luna as much as the dog loved him. There was no sign of Pop’s sister, Ruthanne, either, nor her husband and grown sons, who were usually up well before the late daybreak of November and taking care of things around the settlement. The entire place was still and soundless, utterly lifeless.

“Shit,” Alex whispered, her heart jackhammering in her breast.

What the hell had happened here? What kind of dangerous situation might she be walking into when she got out of her plane?

As she reached back into the cargo hold to grab her loaded rifle, Alex’s mind latched onto the grimmest possibility. Middle of winter in the interior, it wasn’t unheard of for someone to go stir-crazy and attack his neighbor or do serious harm to himself, maybe both in short order. She didn’t want to think it—couldn’t picture anyone in this close-knit group of people snapping like that, not even sullen Teddy, whom Pop was worried had recently fallen in with a bad crowd.

Rifle at the ready, Alex climbed out of the plane and headed in the direction Luna had run. Last night’s fresh snow cover was powdery soft under her boots, muffling the sound of her footsteps as she cautiously approached Pop’s store. The back door was unlatched, wedged open half a foot by snow that had blown over the threshold and begun to accumulate. No one had been out here to check on the place for a minimum of several hours.

Alex swallowed the lump of dread that was steadily growing in her throat. She didn’t dare call out to anyone now. She hardly dared to breathe as she continued past the store to the cluster of cabins beyond. Luna’s bark made her jump. The wolf dog was sitting several yards out. At her feet was one of the lifeless forms Alex had spotted from the air. Luna barked once more, then nosed the body as if she were trying to make it move.

“Oh, Jesus . . . how can this be?” Alex whispered, taking another look around the silent settlement as she managed a firmer grip on her weapon. Her feet felt like lead weights as she walked toward Luna and that motionless, snow- covered bulk on the ground. “Good girl. I’m here now. Let me have a look.”

God help her, she didn’t need to get very close to see that it was Teddy lying there. The teen’s favorite black-and-red flannel shirt was sticking out of the shredded, bloodied mess of his heavy down parka. His dark brown hair was iced over where it rested against his cheek and brow, his olive-colored skin frozen and waxy, tinged blue where it wasn’t coated brick red with coagulated blood from the torn, gaping wound where his larynx used to be.

Alex rocked back on her heels, sucking in a great gasp of air as the reality of what she was seeing slammed into her. Teddy was dead. Just a kid, for crissake, and someone had killed him and left him there like an animal.

And he wasn’t the only one to suffer that fate at this remote family settlement. Shock and fear clawing at her, Alex stepped back from Teddy’s body and swung her head around to look at the surrounding area and houses. A door was smashed off its hinges across the way. Another motionless bulk lay outside one of the cabins. Still another, just below the open door of a pickup truck that was parked alongside an old wooden storage shed.

“Oh, God . . . no.”

And then there was the body she’d seen on her descent into the settlement, the one that looked so like Pop Toms, dead and bloodied at the edge of the woods behind his house.

Taking a firmer hold on her rifle even though she doubted that the killer—or killers, based on the depth of carnage here—had bothered to hang around, Alex found herself drifting toward that scarlet-drenched patch of snow near the tree line, Luna following at her heels.

Alex’s heart and stomach twisted together with each dreadful step. She didn’t want to see Pop like this, didn’t want to see anyone she cared about brutalized and broken and bloody . . . not ever again.

Yet she could no more stop her feet from moving than she could keep from kneeling beside the grisly, facedown corpse of the man who’d always greeted her with a smile and a big, warm bear hug. Alex set her gun down in the red snow next to her. A wordless cry strangling in her throat, she reached out and carefully rolled the big man’s shoulder. The ruined, sightless face that gaped up at her made Alex’s blood chill in her veins. His expression was one of pure terror, frozen across his once-jovial features. Alex could not even begin to imagine the horror of what he must have seen in the instant before he died.

Then again . . .

The old memory leapt out at her from the dark, locked corner of her past. Alex felt its sharp bite, heard the screams that had shattered the night—and her life—forever.


Alex didn’t want to relive that pain. She didn’t want to think about that night, least of all now. Not when she was surrounded by so much death. Not when she was so totally alone. She couldn’t bear to dredge up the past she’d left eighteen years and thousands of miles behind her.

But it crept back into her thoughts as though it were yesterday. As though it were happening again, the unshakable sense that the same horror she and her father had survived so long ago in Florida had somehow come to visit this innocent family in the isolated wilds of Alaska. Alex choked back a sickened sob, brushing at the tears that burned her cheeks as they froze against her skin.

Luna’s low grunt beside her broke into Alex’s thoughts. The dog was digging at the snow near the body, her muzzle buried in the powder. She moved forward, sniffing out a scent that led toward the trees. Alex got up to see what Luna had found. She didn’t see it at first, then, when she did, the sight did not compute in her mind.

It was a footprint, bloodstained and partially obscured by the new-fallen snow. A human footprint that she had to guess would have fit a size fifteen or larger boot. And the foot that left it was naked—more than improbable in this deadly cold, impossible.

“What the hell?”

Terrified, Alex grabbed Luna by the scruff of her neck and held her fast at her side before the dog could follow the tracks any farther. She looked out to where they quickly grew lighter, then simply vanished into the elements. It didn’t make sense.

None of this made any sense in the reality of the world as she wanted to view it.

From the direction of her plane, she heard her cell phone ringing, accompanied by the airless crackle of the Beaver’s radio as an agitated male voice squawked for her to report in.

“Alex, goddamn it! Do you copy? Alex!”

Glad for the distraction, she picked up her rifle and ran back to the plane, Luna keeping pace at her side like the canine bodyguard she truly was.

“Alex!” Zach Tucker shouted her name over the airwaves again. “If you can hear me, Alex, pick up now!”

She bent in over the seat and grabbed the radio. “I’m here,” she said, breathless and shaking. “I’m here, Zach, and they’re all dead. Pop Toms. Teddy. Everyone.”

Zach swore a harshly whispered oath. “What about you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she murmured. “Oh, my God. Zach, how could this happen?”

“I’m gonna take care of it,” he told her. “Right now, I need you to tell me what you can about what you see, okay? Did you notice any weapons, any explanation for what might have gone on out there?”

Alex shot a miserable look back over at the carnage of the settlement. The lives cut short so violently. The blood that she could taste on the icy wind.

“Alex? Do you have any idea how these folks might have been killed?”

She squeezed her eyes shut against the barrage of memories that assailed her—the screams of her mother and her little brother, the anguished cries of her father as he grabbed nine-year-old Alex up into his arms and fled with her into the night before the monsters had a chance to kill them all.

Alex shook her head, trying desperately to dislodge that awful recollection . . . and to deny to herself that the killings here last night were stamped with the same kind of unthinkable horror.

“Talk to me,” Zach coaxed her. “Help me understand what happened if you can, Alex.”

The words would not come to her tongue. They remained trapped in her throat, swallowed up by the knot of ice-cold dread that had opened in the center of her chest.

“I don’t know,” she answered, her voice sounding detached and wooden in the silence of the empty, frozen bush. “I can’t tell you what could have done this. I can’t . . .”

“That’s okay, Alex. I know you must be upset. Just come on back home now. I’ve already got a call in to Roger Bemis out at the airstrip. He’s going to fly me out there within the hour and we’re gonna take care of the Tomses, all right?”

“Okay,” she murmured.

“Everything’s going to be okay now, I promise.”

“Okay,” she repeated, feeling another tear spill down her cold cheek.

Her father had said the same words to her all those years ago—a promise that everything would be all right. She hadn’t believed him. After what she had seen here today, the sense she had that something evil was closing in on her once more, Alex wondered if anything would ever truly be all right again.

Skeeter Arnold took a long drag off a fat joint as he kicked back in a battered baby blue velvet recliner, the finest piece of furniture he had in the shithole apartment he kept in the back of his mother’s house in Harmony. Holding the smoke deep in his lungs, he closed his eyes and listened to the yammering of the shortwave radio on the kitchen counter. The way Skeeter saw it, the kind of enterprise he was in, it just made good business sense to keep a handle not only on the Staties but also the local yokels too stupid to keep their asses out of trouble.

And yeah, maybe he liked to listen to the dispatches partly because he got a perverted amount of enjoyment out of other people’s misery, as well. Nice to be reminded sometimes that he wasn’t the biggest loser in the whole state of Alaska, no matter what his bitch of a mother told him on a regular basis. Skeeter exhaled slowly, thin smoke curling around the curse he mumbled when he heard the creak and groan of the old floorboards as the perpetual pain in his ass came stomping down the hallway to his room.

“Stanley, did you hear me calling you up there? Do you intend to sleep all damn day in there?” She ham-fisted a few hard raps on the door, then gave the locked knob a good, but ineffective, jiggle. “Didn’t I tell you to run out first thing this morning and pick up some rice and canned beans? What the hell are you waiting for, the spring thaw? Get off your lazy ass and do something useful for a change!”

Skeeter didn’t trouble himself to answer. Nor did he budge from his sprawl in the chair, or even so much as flinch as his mother continued to huff and puff and bang on the door. He took another lazy hit off the joint and savored the buzz, knowing the annoyance outside his room would eventually tire of him ignoring her and slink back to her harpy’s perch in front of the TV where she belonged.

To help drown her out in the meantime, Skeeter reached for the radio a few feet away and cranked the volume. Harmony’s one-and-only law enforcer, Trooper Zachary Tucker, sounded like he had his panties in a wad over something pretty big today.

“Stanley Arnold, don’t you think you can just tune me out, you miserable no-good excuse for a son!” His mother pounded on the door again, then stormed off, her big mouth still running all the way up the hall. “You’re just like your father. Never been worth a lick and never will be!”

Skeeter got up from the recliner and moved in closer to the radio as Tucker, reporting in with the State boys in Fairbanks, rattled off the coordinates of an apparent multiple death scene—probable homicide, he’d said—some forty miles out in the bush. Tucker was awaiting air transport from one of Harmony’s two resident pilots. He advised that the other one, Alex Maguire, had been the one who discovered the bodies while on a supply run and was presently on her way back into town.

Skeeter felt a twist of excitement as he listened. He knew the area in question very well. Hell, he’d been out that way just last night with Chad Bishop and a few other people. They’d been getting high and drinking by the river . . . right before they’d started tormenting Teddy Toms. In fact, the way it was sounding to him, the settlement the cops were talking about had to be the kid’s family’s place.

“No friggin’ way,” Skeeter whispered, wondering if he could possibly be right about that. Just to be sure, he jotted the coordinates down on his palm, then riffled through a pile of unpaid bills and other trash until he found the beer-stained area map he’d been using as a coaster for the past couple of years. He triangulated the spot on the map, disbelief and a sick sort of wonderment sliding through his senses.

“Holy shit,” he said, taking a long drag off his joint before snuffing it out on the burn-scarred Formica to save the rest of the buzz for later. He was too excited to finish it now. Too lit up with morbid curiosity to keep from running a tight pace back and forth across the cramped room.

Had Pop Toms or the old man’s brother-in-law gone off the deep end? Or had it been Teddy who finally snapped his leash? Maybe the kid had gone home and lost it after Skeeter and the others had driven him off in tears last night at the river?

He’d know all that soon enough, Skeeter figured. He’d always wanted to see a dead person up close. Maybe he’d just head out for a little detour on his way to the store for those beans and rice his mother wanted.

Yeah, and maybe he’d skip the errand-boy bullshit and just go do what he wanted for a change.

Skeeter grabbed his cell phone—the sweet new one with video capability and the cool skull-and-crossbones skin. Then he fished the key to his Yamaha sled out of the mess on his counter. He didn’t bother telling his mother where he was heading, just pulled on his winter gear and strode out into the bracing chill of the day.

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harstan More than 1 year ago
In frozen Alaska, nineteen year old Teddy Toms returns to his family compound only to find everyone dead. A gigantic humanoid creature appears and kills him too.-------------- Bush pilot Alexandra Maguire lands at the Toms compound to deliver supplies only to be greeted eerily by corpses with bite marks on them. She has seen these bite marks before when her mother and younger brother were murdered. Alex and her father tried to move on and get passes what the monsters did to her family by leaving Florida for Alaska. The pilot notices a gigantic footprint in the nearby snow, but says nothing to the authorities.----------------- After seeing a clip of the carnage, the Order sends warrior vampire Breed Kade to investigate what appears to be a rogue in bloodlust. He has lived his entire life on his family's Darkhaven estate to take care of his brother who has an uncontrolled violent streak. Kade thinks the predator is his brother Seth who has killed humans before, but he soon realizes that this massacre is the work of the Ancient other worlder who escaped captivity. Alex and Kade meet with each incredibly attracted to the other. She realizes as she falls in love there are good and evil Breed and her beloved must be the former as he risks his life for her. She leads him to a defunct mine where the evil Breed reside led by the malevolent grandson of the Ancient: Dragos.----------- The seventh Midnight Breed tale is a compelling action-packed thriller from the onset with the slaughter at the Toms compound. Both protagonists have demons to overcome as Kade fears he will turn out like Seth did and Alex fears loving a monster like the vampire in her nightmarish past. Lara Adrian provides her fans with a strong tundra romantic fantasy as the human and the vampire find love and death in the frozen wasteland.---------- Harriet Klausner
misshance More than 1 year ago
I have to say that I was a little aprehensive with her writing about Kade, I really wanted a story on Chase-the man needs to get some-but Kade's story is great and leaves me wanting her next book now-I can't wait to see what she does with Brock and then where she takes us after that. It is a wonderful story an easy read, and goes so well with the rest of the books! Can't wait until her next book!
Ericactdcj More than 1 year ago
Lara Adrian has become one of my favorite authurs and her writing is great!...and this book did not disappoint!
gilgomez More than 1 year ago
The latest Midnight Series book is a good read with suspense, amazing characters, strong plot with twists and passion. Her Breed hero in this book is Kade from the Alaskan wilderness and his heroine and lover is Alex, a bush pilot in the harsh Alaskan bush. The other characters return such as Tegan, Hunter, Brock and the Ancient creature which is loose and causing all sorts of havoc. Numerous plot twists and strong characters developed against the natural beauty of the Alaskan wilderness have made this latest installment my favorite. I waited many months for this latest book and hate thinking of another year's wait for book #8. I strongly recommend the Midnight Breed series by Lara Adrian to anyone that enjoys romance with suspense, paranormal or vampires, strong male leads, independent and smart heroines.
wolf-lover More than 1 year ago
Oh my goodness.....I love this series and this book just topped it all! Lara's writing just keeps getting better and better. I was a little concerned about Kade since we didn't know much about him in the other books, but was not disappointed at all! Kade goes to Alaska to find out if a series of killings is due to Rouges. He meets Alex and it is love at first site. Alex just so happens to have the birthmark of the Breedmate. Their love story is very touching, and the story continues with the Ancient and Dragos. We learn that Kade has a twin brother Seth, and their story is touching and tragic. Alex see's Kade through his darkest hours and the ending is amazing! I love that Lucan, Tegan, Chase & Brock are also in this book. I love how they are not forgotten in this series and we always get a glimpse of their lives and their mates! Now to me that is great writing! I can not wait for the next book! I hate to hear that it won't be till Fall 2010 that seems to far away!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed the 7th book in this series. It's getting better and better. Great read.
GEMYNI More than 1 year ago
This was a great story, but I missed the boys from Boston. Kade and Alex's story was plausible, and I liked that we got a look into Kade's family and background. My only complaint was that I missed the interation with the other Breed males and their mates. Overall, this is a great series, one of the better ones I've read. I'm a big JR Ward fan, and though I can see the similiarities between this and the BDB, they are different enough to be entertaining. Overall, this series was a great recommendation to me, and I'd recommend to anyone.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Lara Adrian out did herself once again. The ending in this book totally takes you by surprise. What a twist. Can't wait to see what happens to Brock and Jenna.
MissMe More than 1 year ago
I have read the Breed series a few months back, loved the books although at times previous books lagged, BUT SHADES OF MIDNIGHT kept me on my toes from the first page and keeps me craving for more since the last page. Characters are well thought out and story keeps you on your toes. I cant wait till the next book comes out:)
DamarisGCR on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Her last book was good, but nothing to this one! This was a really good book and it was so different in my opinion from the others, but in a very good way!
Deserie.Comfort on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Book 7 is all about Kade, another member of the Order. A group of Breed that swore to protect humans from Rouges, a disgusting creature named Dargos (who scientifically breeds Gen One assassin into a kidnapped Breedmate's womb) and from an Ancient. I felt though with the Ancient in this book that maybe he wasn't or isn't the enemy but in fact maybe an ally and I'm curious to see what happened between him and the female involved in this book (NO SPOILERS ON THAT FOLKS)! Back to the story, Kade was sent to his home state in Alaska to investigate a killing of a local family, which the order suspected was conducted by Rogues. When Kade arrives at the small town of Harmony he meets this bush pilot named Alexandra Maguire, who seems to be a potential Breedmate. Aside from that mission Kade has a dark secret. Not entirely his own, but his twin brother's...(AGAIN, no SPOILERS!) I wasn't "really" looking forward to reading this book as Kade hasn't had much of an impact in the series, however, now I have to say I am glad I did. I think the story between Kade and Alex was touching and shows just how much something can run up on you when you are trying to run away. Now, to wait until the Fall until the next book in the series is released....come on Lara! It will definitely be a looooooooong wait.
AngelLocke on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I'm not going to give a short version of what this book is about. That's what the back of the book is for. I'm just going to say that I love Lara Adrian and her stories of the Breed Warriors. We all love the fact that a big hard-ass vampire is able to find and love a sweet and charming woman and make her the center of his universe. So, there you have it...I loved it. Can't wait for the next one that's due out in the fall.
thehistorychic on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This has to be my 2nd favorite book in the series. I really loved Kade which surprised me because before this he really didn't grab my attention. Granted he was a late character introduction into the series but his friend Brock stood out more (BTW his book will be coming out in Fall 2010 I found out). So it was a pleasant surprise that I was able to get into this book almost from the beginning.Without giving anything away this book was set in Alaska, which after being able to visit that beautiful state was much more vivid to me in the book. She did a great job of flushing out the characters and having a back story that seemed to really fit. She was able to weave in the on-going Ancient and Dragos storyline without letting it take over the book. I was a little disappointed that the rest of the guys were in it so little and that the rest of the breedmates were not in it at all.Overall this was a very enjoyable read! Great escapism and I can't wait for Brock's story. I wouldn't be disappointed if he ended up with Jenny :)
rexrobotreviews on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Shades of Midnight by Lara Adrian is the seventh Midnight Breed Novel. This is the first in the series that I have read- that may have something to do with my lackluster enthusiasm towards the novel. I normally don't get too into a book when I start the series midstream.Shades of Midnight begins with a sad prologue- you'll find yourself wanting to know more after reading of a gory attack in Alaska. Conveniently enough, new Order recruit Kade is from Alaska and will be sent back to find out who the new serial killer in town is. This hits home harder than he thought, could the Breed gone Rogue be his twin brother? During the course of his interrogation, he meets cute, blond Alexandra. She's a pilot with some hidden talents and her own family secrets. I think we can all guess at this point that Alexandra and Kade are going to be lovers... mates, together forever. They make a good, believable couple.This book had great potential. The plot was good, but was too slow. I feel like this book could have been a little shorter. More action, more love. I felt bogged down by both Kade and Alexandra constantly feeling guilty. There wasn't very much character development, which frustrated me a little. I felt like I didn't know Kade or Alexandra. At the conclusion of this book it looks like the author is setting us up to take a ride with Jenna and Brock. (I'm not positive if they're the next couple, but I'm totally going to read that book if so because I love Jenna's story line. She is one of the only characters- other than The Ancient- that I was intrigued by in this book.) I wasn't very into Shades of Midnight. It bored me for the most part, at least until chapter 23. I still liked trying to figure out who the killer was. That part was fun for me- I also loved Kade's family and his talent. Kudos to the author for having him be in touch with the wolves. That was awesome! I'm not giving up on this series yet, I'm going to read the first few books in the series and from there decide if I will stick with The Midnight Breed novels. From what I've heard, I will love books 1-4.
thewalkinggirl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I'm not really sure what to think of this. The prologue was great--believable characters and events that were both sad and scary. Alex's introduction was also strong and compelling and her initial meeting with Kade kind of gave me Buffy/Angel flashbacks. Unfortunately, after they meet it's like their love is a fait accomplit. There was no development, which made the romance part of this book really hollow for me. The action was similar-- it was cheese-tastically entertaining... except when it was not. At the end, I'm not really satisfied, but I know I'll read the next in the series. I'm not sure whether that's an affirmation of the book is actually pretty good or if I just have a hard time letting go.
PollyBennett More than 1 year ago
This visit to Alaska is anything but cold. What excitement. From disrupting a whole little town to a fight to the death. A great add to the series.
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I can find no faults with this series! Picking up the next book now.
Angie5300 More than 1 year ago
I love this whole series. This is a action packed book. I recommend it to any and everyone. Kade and Alex's story. "Love me, Kade" she murmured, "Forever," he replied. You'll enjoy the series. I gave it 5-stars -- it starts a little slow, but speeds right up. Keeps you interested. Enjoy!!
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Shades of Midnight is a fun addition to the Midnight Breed series. It’s a fast, action packed story of danger, while also delivering the usual steamy love story. I liked both Kade and Alexandra’s characters. They had enough depth of background story to be individuals, but needed each other to work through some major issues from both of their pasts. The book also continues the over arching story line of the series primary villain, leaving me eager to continue reading. *Originally posted on goodreads*
sjb-ia More than 1 year ago
Love the Breed!
Samantha57 More than 1 year ago
Midnight Breed book 7: Although the book did start out extremely slow, the farther and farther I got into it the more and more harder it got to put it down. It also reminded me a lot of my boyfriend and me.