Narrator: Justine Eyre
Length: 11 hrs 44 mins
Series: Guild Hunter #11
Published by Penguin on October 30, 2018
Genres: Paranormal Romance
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Midnight and dawn, Elena’s wings are unique among angelkind…and now they’re failing. The first mortal to be turned into an immortal in angelic memory, she’s regressing. Becoming more and more human. Easier to hurt. Easier to kill.
Elena and Raphael must unearth the reason for the regression before it’s too late and Elena falls out of the sky. Yet even as they fight a furious battle for Elena’s very survival, violent forces are gathering in New York and across the world.
In China, the Archangel Favashi is showing the first signs of madness. In New York, a mysterious sinkhole filled with lava swallows a man whole. In Africa, torrential monsoon rains flood rolling deserts. And in Elena’s mind whispers a haunting voice that isn’t her own.
This time, survival may not be possible…not even for the consort of an archangel.
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Archangel’s Prophecy focuses on Raphael and Elena. There is a voice in Elena’s head and it is warning of dire things to come. Including Elena’s death. Elena starts dealing with a declining body and immortality as she fights to protect those she loves.
I felt frantic for Elena. With all the changes happening to her, having this mystery hanging over her family’s head was like a nuisance to me. I wanted all the focus on Elena getting well. Elena is strong and fought through all the changes. She was determined to make sure her family was safe before something happened to her. Raphael was torn and frustrated at his inability to heal Elena. I felt that frustration every time he tried to intervene.
Archangel’s Prophecy was an emotional read that had me hooked from the start. I was so attentive to all the changes in Elena. The side story of the murders ended with a pretty surprising and harrowing ending. I was sad for the group when the murderer was revealed. So many emotions this book brought forward. But nothing compares to the ending. I was full of fear and wrenching sadness. Then to be left with this cliffhanger. Did I mention I hate cliffhangers? Especially when it is so long until the next release. I don’t know how I’m going to survive. That ending is going to be replaying in my mind the whole time as I try to process it.
Despite the cliffhanger, I don’t want anyone to miss this. It is too hard hitting and well written to miss. Nalini Singh did an amazing job pulling out the emotions of the reader. Justine Eyre, as narrator, also did an amazing job bringing to life the urgency feelings in the book.
Just to entice you even more, I’m going to treat you to an excerpt of Archangel’s Prophecy!
Illium turned in a direction that would take them to the Catskills if they kept on going.
Sweeping closer to him, she said, “You just want to fly?”
Hair rippling in the quiet but cutting wind, he twisted down in a complicated fall before flying back up to her side. She laughed at his showing off. That was Illium. An angel of violent power who had a heart that might almost be mortal. And, these days, she could appreciate his tricks again. Not a single angel in the city had been ready to witness his acrobatics in the immediate aftermath of the day he’d crashed out of the sky.
Elena would never forget her screaming fear.
To his credit, Illium had flown with absolute discretion for months, letting the memory dull and fade.
When he returned to her side today, his face was flushed, the gold of his eyes rich. “Sky’s too beautiful to shut ourselves away in a club.”
“Just don’t forget I’m not as fast as you. Also, I’m currently lame.”
Illium lifted one cupped hand close to his shoulder, the other moving back and forth . . . and she realized he was playing a tiny violin in response to her morose tone.
“Crossbow, Bluebell.” Narrowed eyes. “Remember the crossbow.”
He dived, his wicked laughter floating up on the night air. Lips twitching, Elena continued to glide, letting the air currents sweep her along with cold but gentle hands. Illium, meanwhile, flew circles around her—but he never went far, always close enough to halt her descent should she tumble.
She landed a number of times to rest her wings, once in an isolated park whispering and dark. A luminescent insect appeared then disappeared from sight before she could truly see it, an earthbound star. The ghostly owl sitting on a tree branch watched her with eyes even more luminous.
A sigh deep in her mind, an old, old presence restless in Sleep.
The hairs rose on her arms.
Then Illium shot them both up into the sky again, and together, they flew far beyond the diamond-bright skyline of the city and over the sleeping homes of ordinary people who lived in a world of vampires and angels, blood and immortality.
Another rest stop for Elena.
Another throb of pain from the cut on her forearm.
Another watchful owl, this one landing on Illium’s shoulder without his knowledge. Ashwini had told her not to be afraid of the owls, so Elena ignored the goose bumps and said, Hello, with her mind. A good night to fly.
A vein began to throb at her temple.
The answer came a long time later, after they were in the air again, the glow of the sinkhole visible from the distance.
It has been an eon since I flew.
Posted by arrangement with Berkley, a member of Penguin Group (USA) LLC, A Penguin Random House Company. Copyright © Nalini Singh, 2018.
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