Hot, wet, and bothered — As the world’s only fully trained water Sybil, Andy Myles is too busy battling New York’s demonic population and coping with personal tragedy to trust her broken heart to the wrong man. Jack Blackmore, FBI adviser to Manhattan’s Occult Crimes Unit, is Army-tough and rattling Andy’s nerves big-time, criticizing her strategies for attacking the powerful flesh-feasting Rakshasa. She could happily drown Jack with a rogue wave of her water energy -- or her kisses. Honestly, when did hating a man become so hot?
Jack’s all human -- and he puts his trust in bullets, steel, and fists, not magic. Tough and confident, he’s never met a problem he couldn't’t handle. Then again, he’s never fought alongside warrior witches who can kill with a flick of a finger or lost his heart to a wild, unpredictable woman whose kisses taste like sweet southern rain. As a tide of despotic evil sweeps through the streets of New York, Jack’s got one chance to stop a malevolent rampage -- and claim Andy’s heart.
**** (4 stars)
Not the page turning obsession I had hoped for, but not a bad story. I still like the first trilogy better, the story kicks into gear for me in the last 100 pages. The action gets going and the plot moves along at a faster pace. I still caught myself skimming pages to get past the (sometimes) overwhelming details and get to the action, be it fighting or Jack and Andy's love affair. Jack and Andy are my favorite couple of this trilogy. Hopefully the next set of books will be about the children of the Dark Crescent Sisterhood Sybils. Who knows? I'm sure Neala would make for an interesting story along with the future water sybil.