Angels' Blood

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CHAPTER 1

Elena’s instincts were screaming at her to grab the knife in her boot, do some damage and get the hell out, but she forced herself to stay in place. The truth was, she wouldn’t make it more than two feet before Raphael broke every single bone in her body.

It was exactly what he’d done to a vampire who’d thought to betray him.

That vampire had been found in the centre of Times Square. He’d still been alive. And he’d still been trying to scream—“No! Raphael, no!” But his voice had been a rasp by then, his jaw hanging on by stringlike tendons, his flesh missing in places.

Elena—out of the country on a hunt—had seen the news footage after the event. She knew the vamp had lain there in agony for three hours before being picked up by a pair of angels. Everyone in New York, hell, everyone in the country, had known he was there, but no one had dared help him, not with Raphael’s mark blazing on his forehead. The archangel had wanted the punishment witnessed, wanted to remind people of who and what he was. It had worked. Now the mere mention of his name evoked visceral fear.

But Elena wouldn’t crawl, not for anyone. It was a choice she’d made the night her father had told her to get on her knees and beg, and maybe, maybe, he’d accept her back into the family.
Elena hadn’t spoken to her father in a decade.

“You should have a care,” Raphael said into the unnatural silence.

She didn’t collapse in relief—the air continued to hang heavy with the promise of menace. “I don’t like to play games.”

“Learn.” He settled back in his chair. “You will live a very short life if you expect only honesty.”

Sensing the danger had passed—for now—she unclenched her fingers with an effort of will. The force of the blood rushing back into them was painful in its extremity. “I didn’t say I expected honesty. People lie. Vampires lie. Even—” She caught herself.

“Surely you’re not going to practice discretion now?” The amusement was back but it was tempered with an edge that stroked like a razor across her skin.

She looked into that perfect face and knew she’d never met a more deadly being in her life. If she displeased him, Raphael would kill her as easily as she might swat a fly. She’d be smart to remember that, no matter how the knowledge infuriated her. “You said I had to do a test?”

His wings moved slightly at that instant, drawing her attention. They truly were beautiful and she couldn’t help but covet them. To be able to fly…what an amazing gift.

Raphael’s eyes shifted to look at something over her left shoulder. “Less a test than an experiment.”

She didn’t twist around, had no need to. “There’s a vampire behind me.”

“Are you sure?” His expression remained unchanged.

She fought the urge to turn. “Yes.”

He nodded. “Look.”

Wondering which was worse—having her back to an enigmatic and highly unpredictable archangel, or to an unknown vampire—she hesitated. In the end, her curiosity won out. There was a distinctly satisfied expression on Raphael’s face and she wanted to know what had put it there.

Shifting, she turned sideways with her whole body, the position allowing her to keep Raphael in her peripheral vision. Then she looked at the two…creatures who stood behind her. “Jesus.”

“You may go.” Raphael’s voice was a command that awakened absolute terror in the eyes of the one who looked vaguely human. The other scuttled away like the animal it was.

She watched them leave through the glass door and swallowed. “How old was…” She couldn’t call that thing a vampire. Neither had it been human.

“Erik was Made yesterday.”

“I didn’t know they could walk at that age.” It was an attempt to sound professional though she was creeped out to her toes.

“He had a little help.” Raphael’s tone made it clear that that was all the answer she was going to get. “Bernal is…a fraction older.”

She reached for the juice she’d rejected earlier and took a drink, trying to wash away the stink that had seeped into her pores. The older vamps didn’t have that ick factor. They—except for the unusual ones like the doorvamp—simply smelled of vampire, like she smelled human. But the very young ones, they had a certain rotten-cabbage/putrid flesh smell that she always had to scrub three times over to get rid of. It was why she’d begun collecting the body washes and perfumes. After her initial contact with one of the newly Made, she’d thought she’d never get the smell out of her head.

“I didn’t think a hunter would be so disturbed at the sight of the just Made.” Raphael’s face appeared oddly shadowed, until she realized he’d raised his wings slightly.

Wondering if that implied focus or anger, she put down the glass. “I’m not, not really.” True enough now that that first, instinctive flash of disgust had passed. “It’s the smell…like a coating of fur on your tongue. No matter how hard you scrape, you can’t get it off.”
Open interest showed on his face. “The feeling is that intense?”

She shivered and looked around the table for something else to take the edge off. When he pushed a cut grapefruit in her direction, she dug into it with relish. “Uh-huh.” The citrus fruit’s acidic juices dampened the reek a little. At least enough that she could think.

“If I asked you to track Erik, could you?”

She shivered at the memory of those almost-dead/not-quite-alive eyes. No wonder people believed those stories about vampires being the walking dead. “No. I think he’s too young.”

“What about Bernal?”

“He’s on the bottom floor of the building right now.” The barely-Made vampire’s odor was so noxious, it permeated the building. “In the lobby.”

Golden tipped wings spread to shadow the table as Raphael put his hands together in a slow clap. “Well done, Elena. Well, done.”

She looked up from the grapefruit, belatedly aware she’d just proven how good she was when she should’ve flubbed it and gotten out of this, whatever “this” was. Shit. But at least he’d given her some idea of the job. “Do you want me to track a rogue?”

He rose from his chair in a sudden, liquid movement. “Wait a moment.”

She watched, transfixed, as he walked to the edge of the roof. He was a being of such incredible splendor that simply seeing him move made her heart squeeze. It didn’t matter that she knew it was a mirage, that he was as deadly as the filleting knife she carried strapped to her thigh. No one, not even she, could deny that Raphael the Archangel was a man made to be admired. To be worshipped.

That utterly wrong thought snapped her out of her dazed state. Pushing back her chair, she stared hard at his back. Had he been messing with her head? Right then, he turned and she met the agonizing blue of his eyes. For a second, she thought he was answering her question. Then he looked away…and walked off the roof.

She jumped up. Only to sit back down, blush reddening her cheeks, when he winged upward to meet an angel she hadn’t seen until that moment. Michaela. The female equivalent of Raphael, her beauty so intense that Elena could feel the force of it even from this distance. She had the startling realization that she was looking at a mid-air meeting between two archangels.

“Sara’s never going to believe this.” She forgot the stench of young vampire for the moment, her attention hijacked. She’d seen photos of Michaela, but they came nowhere close to the reality of her.

The other archangel had skin the color of the most exquisite, fine milk-chocolate and a shining fall of hair that cascaded to her waist in a wild mass. Her body was quintessentially female, slender and curvy at the same time, her wings a delicate bronze that shimmered against the richness of her skin. Her face… “Wow.” Even from this distance, Michaela’s face was perfection given form. Elena fancied she could see her eyes—a bright, impossible green—but knew she had to be imagining it. They were too far away.

It made little difference. The female archangel had a face that would not only stop traffic, it would cause a few pileups in the process.

Elena frowned.  Despite her appreciation for Michaela’s looks, she was having no trouble thinking straight. Which meant the damn arrogant blue-eyed bastard had been fucking with her mind. He wanted her to worship him? They’d see about that.

No one, not even an archangel, was going to turn her into a puppet.

As if he’d heard her, Raphael said something to his fellow archangel and winged back down to the roof. His landing was a lot more showy this time. She was sure he paused to display the pattern on the inside surface of his wings. It was as if a brush dipped in gold had started at the top edge of each wing and then stroked downward, fading to white as it neared the bottom. In spite of her fury, she had to face the truth: If the devil—or an archangel—came to her and offered her wings, she might just sell him her soul.

But the angels didn’t Make other angels. They only made blood-drinking vampires. Where angels came from, no one knew. Elena guessed they were born to angelic parents…though, come to think of it, she’d never actually seen a baby angel.

Her thoughts derailed again as she watched the fluid grace of Raphael’s walk, so seductive…so perfect.

Standing up, she sent her chair crashing to the tiles. “Get. Out. Of. My. Head!”

Raphael came to a standstill. “Do you intend to use that knife?” His words were ice. She felt blood scent the air and realized it was her own.

Looking down, she found her hand clenching on the blade of the knife she’d drawn instinctively from the sheath at her ankle. She’d never have made such a mistake. He was forcing her to hurt herself, showing her she was nothing but a toy for him to play with. Instead of fighting, she squeezed harder. “If you want me to do a job for you, fine. But I won’t be manipulated.”

His eyes flicked over the blood seeping from her fist. He didn’t have to say anything.

“You might be able to control me,” she said, in response to the silent mockery on his face, “but if that would’ve gotten the job done, you’d have never gone through the farce of hiring me. You need me, Elena Deveraux, not one of your little vampire flunkies.”

Her hand unclenched in a violent spasm as he made her release the blade. It fell to the ground with a thud cushioned to softness by the blood that had pooled below. She didn’t move, didn’t attempt to stem the flow.

And when Raphael walked to stand less than a foot from her, she stood her ground.

“So, you think you have me over a barrel?” The sky was a seamless blue but Elena felt storm winds whip her hair completely out of its coil.

“No.” She let his scent—clean, bright, of the sea—settle over the lingering coat of vampire on her tongue. “I’m ready to walk away without a backward look, return the deposit you paid the Guild.”

“That,” he said, picking up a napkin and wrapping it around her hand, “is not an option.”

Startled by the unexpected act, she closed her hand to help slow the bleeding. “Why not?”

“I want you to do this,” he responded, as if that was reason enough. And for an archangel, it was.

“What’s the job? Retrieval?”

“Yes.”

Relief began to wash through her like the rain she could feel so close. But no, it was his scent, that fresh bite of water. “All I need to start with, is something the vampire wore recently. If you have a general location, even better. If not, I’ll get the Guild’s computer geniuses on tracking public transport and bank records etcetera, while I hunt on the ground.” Her mind was already at work, considering and discarding options.

“You mistake me, Elena. It’s not a vampire I want you to find.”

That halted her in her tracks. “You’re looking for a human? Well, I can do it but I really don’t have any advantage over a good private investigator.”

“Try again.”

Not vampire. Not human. That left…“An angel?” she whispered. “No.”

“No,” he agreed and, once again, she felt the cool brush of relief. It lasted until he said, “An archangel.”

Elena stared at him. “You’re joking.”

His cheekbones stood out starkly against the sun-kissed smoothness of his skin. “No. The Cadre of Ten does not joke.”

Her stomach curdled at the reference to the Cadre—if Raphael was any example of their lethal power, she never wanted to meet that august body. “Why are you tracking an archangel?”

“That, you do not need to know.” His tone was final. “What you do need to know is that if you succeed in finding him, you’ll be rewarded with more money than you can hope to spend in your lifetime.”

Elena glanced at the bloodstained napkin. “And if I fail?”

“Don’t fail, Elena.” His eyes were mild but his smile, it spoke of things better not said aloud. “You intrigue me—I’d hate to have to punish you.”

Her mind flashed to that image of the vampire in Times Square, that broken mess that had once been a person…Raphael’s definition of punishment.

“…it was simply awesome.  Powerful, terrifyingly, passionately awesome.”

~ Patricia Briggs, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author of the Mercy Thompson Series

“ANGELS’ BLOOD…will have you captivated from the first page!…Raphael, the Archangel hero, is one of the most deliciously dark protagonist[s] I’ve come across in a long time and Elena is a hunter worthy of a strong mate…It’s strong storytelling at it’s very best!”

~ Lucy for Ever After, The Romance Book Specialists

“With the launch of a second paranormal series, Singh provides incontrovertible evidence that she’s an unrivaled storyteller…This book should be at the top of your must-buy list! Tremendous!”

~ Romantic Times (Top Pick) 

“ANGELS’ BLOOD is a fantastically, amazingly, good read and it gets the Guild Hunter series off to a great start. It’s not like me to dictate (much!) but trust me on this, if you like paranormal romance you want to read this book.”

~ Love Vampires

“…on[e] heck of a ride.”

~ Night Owl Romance (Reviewer Top Pick)

“A refreshing twist on vampire and angel lore combined with sizzling sexual tension make this paranormal romance a winner…. Paranormal romance fans will be hard pressed to find a better read.”

~ Monsters and Critics

“If you were wondering if Nalini Singh could get any better, stop wondering.  I was blown away by this book.”

~ Casee for Book Binge

“I loved every word, could picture every scene, and cannot recommend this book highly enough.  It is amazing in every way!!!”

~ New York Times Bestselling author Gena Showalter

“…it’s amazing. Fantastic. Darker than her Psy-Changelings, simmering with both violence and sexual tension, and with vivid worldbuilding that blew my socks off.”

~ National bestselling author Meljean Brook

“A must have.”

~Reader Review from one of the winners of the advanced copy contest (Janet Cundliff)

“ANGELS’ BLOOD is phenomenal.”

~ Literary Escapism 

“…I give huge props to Nalini Singh; Angels’ Blood never falters, packing a huge story into 350 pages. I never once found my attention slipping or getting bored with elements of this damn near flawlessly plotted story. Bravo, Ms. Singh.”

~ The Book Smugglers

“ANGELS’ BLOOD is part urban fantasy, part romance, and part detective story, as well as an exhilarating, addictive read from start to finish.”

~ Dear Author

“an intense, engrossing read”

~ AAR

“As with all of Nalini Singh’s books, the world building is top-notch and we’re plunged into non-stop action from the very first page. The characters, including the secondary, are all very well fleshed out, from the good to the truly evil…I absolutely love this story and can’t wait to see where Nalini Singh takes the series from here! Have to say, she’s going to have a very tough time topping this one.”

~Chere Gruver for PNR (Staff Top Pick!)

“It wouldn’t be a Nalini Singh book if the characters weren’t sharply drawn. The two leading characters and several secondaries were clearly delineated – given enough personality to (hopefully!) warrant future writing…I want MORE…A fabulous book and a strong start to what I
hope is a lengthy series!”

~ A.R. Bovey (Reader Review)

“Nalini Singh’s Guild Hunter series is a fabulous addition to the paranormal world…A definite must read.”

~ Fresh Fiction

“When I got this advance reading copy in the mail, I promptly began reading (yes it was at a stoplight) and didn’t stop until I was done at 1:30 in the morning…This is probably one of the best stories I have ever read and will be one that I will rave about for quite a while. Not only was the world just completely awe-inspiring, but the characters and the storyline are evocative and a pure pleasure to read.”

~ Fallen Angel Reviews

“For those who like their UF to have a little romance, this one fits the bill. Elena and Raphael have chemistry for days and their relationship has a slow, tantalizing build with a payoff that makes it worth the wait…Angel’s Blood was an excellent first entry in the Guild Hunter series. All around satisfying. I’m eagerly anticipating Angel’s Kiss.”

~ Brie (Bibliophile Musings)

“With a plot so captivating as to keep me up all night to finish in a single reading, and a romance so packed with wonder, lust, a fierce protectiveness, and a scorching heat that will leave you burned, ANGELS’ BLOOD will have you addicted immediately.”

~ Oflindentrees (Reader Review)

“ANGELS’ BLOOD is a fully nuanced and startling story from start to finish. Even as there are angels, vampires, and hunters, the focus of this story is on stellar characterization and world building. Nalini Singh should take a bow! ANGELS’ BLOOD is going to leave you hungering
for more instantly.”

~ Romance Junkies

“I admit that I’m hesitant to start any new series..But I pressed on, and with some trepidation began to read. Then within the first two pages the Death Star Tractor beam moment happened, and I just couldn’t put the damn thing down…The Angel/Vampire world is a place I’m looking forward to visiting again…SOON…what a great start to a new series!”

~ Dionne Galace

“It’s been a while since I last wanted to single out a heroine as a favorite, but Elena is definitely the first to go on my 2009 list race for Best Heroine.”

~ Lurv A La Mode

“The interactions between the Archangel Raphael and Elena are fraught with tension and heat from beginning to end. Raphael is powerful, ruthless, frightening and one sexy Archangel. Elena is a strong, talented, hardheaded, vulnerable, frightened and sexy Vampire Hunter… Together, they make for an explosive combination.”

~ Hilicia J Suarez (Reader Review)

“Dark, seductive and mind-blowing are only a few words that come to mind when I think of Angels’ Blood.”

~ Katiebabs

“This series is one of the most original things I’ve ever read. I’ve never heard anything close to Nalini’s take on angels and vampires, and I’m in love with the rules of this world. The characters are strong and memorable (even the ones you have a love/hate relationship with), the story is extremely intense with all kinds of twists and turns, and the romance is HOT!…It’s a must read!”

~ Darcy (Reader Review)

“The new series delivers on every level, building an incredibly complex, dark world..the romance is strong (and very hot), but the character driven world building is the book’s strongest asset. There are a multitude of secondary characters whose stories I’d like to see told, so all I can do is implore Nalini Singh to write faster! I feel sure that I’ll end up re-reading this book over and over waiting for the next entry in the Guild Hunter series.”

~ RNTV

“Hold on to your hats and buckle up! ANGELS’ BLOOD by Nalini Singh is a rocking, roller-coaster ride of action, suspense, and fantasy with smoking hot sexual tension.”

~ JJ for Enchanting Reviews

“I’ve heard so much about this series, and Angels’ Blood far surpassed my expectations! Two thumbs up!”

~ Ashia @ The Romance Reviews

For the Complete Chronological Reading Order, click here.

1. Angels’ Blood
2. Archangel’s Kiss
3. Archangel’s Consort
4. Archangel’s Blade
5. Archangel’s Storm
6. Archangel’s Legion
7. Archangel’s Shadows
8. Archangel’s Enigma
9. Archangel’s Heart
10. Archangel’s Viper
11. Archangel’s Prophecy
12. Archangel’s War
13. Archangel’s Sun
14. Archangel’s Light
15. Archangel’s Resurrection
16. Archangel’s Lineage

Guild Hunter Novellas

1. Angels’ Pawn (available as an e-book on its own, and also as part of Angels’ Flight)
2. “Angels’ Judgment” in Angels’ Flight (originally part of the Must Love Hellhounds anthology)
3. “Angel’s Wolf” in Angels’ Flight (originally part of the Angels of Darkness anthology)
4. “Angels’ Dance” in Angels’ Flight