warrior's back, seeing what had been hidden by all that vicious movement. Over some of his scars there were two names in the Old Language in his skin, one on top of the other.
Bella... And Nalla.
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LOVER REVEALED
Butch O'Neal is a fighter by nature. A hard-living ex-homicide cop, he's the only human ever to be allowed into the inner circle of the Black Dagger Brotherhood. And he wants to go even deeper into the vampire world, into the war with the Lessers. If he can't have the female vampire he loves, then at least he can fight side by side with the Brothers...
Fate curses him with the very thing he wants. When Butch sacrifices himself to save a vampire from the slayers, he falls prey to the darkest force in the war. Butch is left for dead, and the Brotherhood calls on Marissa to bring him back, but even her love may not be enough to save him...
P.S. Don't miss the first two books in the series, Dark Lover and Lover Eternal.
Oh, dear Virgin in the Fade, Marissa thought.
Butch hadn't showed at First Meal. And no one had seen him or Vishous. Two hours... he was two hours late for meeting with her.
When she heard someone approach, she turned around.
It was Vishous, not Butch, who came into the room. The Brother was wearing black leathers and heavy black boots, but he had on a fine white shirt. Turnbull & Asser. She recognized the cut. Something told her he'd put it on just to see her.
"Tell me he is alive," she said. "Save my life right here and now, and tell me he is alive."
Vishous nodded. "He's alive."
Her knees buckled in relief. "But he isn't coming, is he?"
"No. Tomorrow night. You'll see him then."
As they stared at each other, Vishous stood in the doorway, overwhelming her even though he was across the room. He was a dangerous male, she thought, and not because of the tattoos beside his eye and the goatee and that warrior body. He was cold to the core, and someone that removed was capable of anything.
In the heavy silence, she feared both him and the news he brought.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"He's okay."
"Then why isn't he here?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "I want you to tell me what's happened."
"Just a quick fight."
A. Quick. Fight. "I want to see him."
"Like I said, he's not here."
"Is he at my brother's?"
"No."
"And you're not going to tell me where, are you?"
"He's going to call you in a little bit."
"Was it with the lessers?" All Vishous did was continue to stare at her, and panic kicked her heart into overdrive. She couldn't bear for Butch to be involved in this war. Look what had already been done to him. "Tell me. Goddamn it, tell me, you smug bastard."
Only silence. Which of course answered the question. And also suggested that Vishous didn't care whether she had a good opinion of him.
Marissa gathered up her skirts and marched over to the Brother. She had to crane her neck to meet him in the eye. God, he was so much bigger than Butch. And those eyes, those diamond white eyes with the midnight blue lines around the irises. Cold. So very cold.
"I don't want Butch fighting."
One black eyebrow cocked. "Not your call."
"It's too dangerous for him."
"If he is an asset, and he's willing, he'll be used."
"I don't like the Brotherhood at this moment," she blurted out.
She started to go past him, and his hand shot out, grabbing her arm and jerking her close, holding her though not hurting her. His glittering eyes went over her face and her neck.
"You know, you really are the great beauty of the species, aren't you."
"No... no, I am not."
"Yeah, you are." Vishous's voice got lower and lower, softer, until she wasn't sure whether she was hearing it or he was in her mind. "Butch would be a wise choice for you, female. He'd take good care of you, if you'd let him. Will you, Marissa? Or are