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Part of a small demon lair in Las Vegas, tattooist Harper Wallis lives a pretty simple life. That changes overnight when she discovers that her psychic mate, or 'anchor', is a guy who's rumoured to be the most powerful demon in existence. Compelling, full of secrets and armed with raw sexuality, Knox Thorne is determined to claim her as his anchor, creating a psychic bond that will prevent their inner demons from ever turning rogue.
The billionaire also wants Harper in his bed.
She's not so sure she wants either of those things. No one seems to know what breed of demon Knox is, only that he's more dangerous than anything she's ever before encountered. But he refuses to walk away. And when an unknown danger starts closing in on Harper, it seems that Knox is the only one who can keep her safe.
As Prime of his Las Vegas lair and a successful businessman, Knox Thorne is used to being in control. He's also used to people fearing and obeying him. Harper does neither, which unexpectedly amuses him. Unpredictable, elusive and complex, she draws Knox and his inner demon like nothing ever has.
Knox is used to getting what he wants, and he wants Harper. He'll have her, and he'll keep her safe from the threat that looms over her. Because Knox protects what's his. He won't allow anyone to take her from him. Even if it will mean letting the demon inside him rise and wreak the havoc it was created to make.
301 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 30, 2015
















⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Wasn't the right time to re-read*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
This review is purely for me and might contain spoilers and it does contain facts from the book to keep myself in the known at all time. It's also very long and somewhat detailed.

“You could never desire a man you could control.”
“Is that a fact?”
“It is. You’re a very strong personality, Harper. You would only be attracted to someone who’s either stronger or equally strong.”
It pissed her off that he’d read her so easily. “And you think you’re stronger, don’t you?”
“What I think is that when I’m deep inside you, neither of us will care.”
Harper shook her head. “It won’t happen.”
His eyes bled to black as his demon pushed for supremacy. “It will, little sphinx.” The voice was toneless, flat. “I promise you that.”
“But we will talk about it soon, Harper. I’m not going to walk away from you. And I think you’re coming to believe that now.” Satisfaction slid down his spine when she nodded in admission. “Good. Now relax and spread your legs. I want in you again.”
Like she’d argue with that.
“I don’t believe I asked for a glass of your unimportant opinion.”
“What bothers me is that health professionals give fancy names to conditions or learning difficulties that will irritate the patients; like OCD not being in alphabetical order, putting an ‘S’ in ‘lisp,’ and making dyslexia a word that no one can spell. It’s just mean.”
“I just think that if someone has a problem with me, well it’s their problem to deal with. Why should I feel bad about it? I’m not responsible for what other people do or don’t feel.”
Harper was also a person who preferred to avoid complications. Like parking tickets, speed restrictions, and red lights – which was why she no longer had a driver’s license.

How can you still be hard?”
Knox ever so slowly withdrew, causing her pussy to close around his cock and try to suck him back in. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m not done yet.” He drove deep with a grunt. “This time, scream my name for me.”

“No one can be firmly marked anything, baby. No one’s all good, and no one’s all bad.”

"You’re a very strong personality, Harper. You would only be attracted to someone who’s either stronger or equally strong.” It pissed her off that he’d read her so easily.
“And you think you’re stronger, don’t you?”
“What I think is that when I’m deep inside you, neither of us will care.”


“I don’t believe I asked for a glass of your unimportant opinion.”
“I just think that if someone has a problem with me, well it’s their problem to deal with. Why should I feel bad about it? I’m not responsible for what other people do or don’t feel.”
“Scare you?” (....) “Baby, I’d never do that. But you have to understand that the answers you want to the many questions in your pretty little head will very often not be what you want to hear. They might shock you, they might disgust you, and they might even frighten you. I don’t want to scare you, but I won’t lie to you. Don’t ask for the truth unless you can deal with it.”

“Have you told her what you are yet?”
“Not yet.” His hesitation was clear in his tone.
“Harper doesn’t scare easily.”
“No, she doesn’t. But my kind aren’t supposed to walk the Earth. You know what they say – what’s born in hell should stay in hell.” Contrary to what humans believed, there were much worse things in hell than Lucifer.
“I miss you, all right.”
“You should. I’m fucking awesome.”

You’reamotherfuckingcocksuckingpsychopathicsonofabitch!
“Why are you still smiling? You’re supposed to fear my mighty wrath.”
His shoulders shook with silent laughter. “In case you can’t tell, I’m petrified.”
“You will be if my mighty wrath is ever unleashed. Stop laughing!”










"I don't just call on the flames of hell, Harper. I am the flames of hell"


“If you want ‘nice’, you came to the wrong fucking person. I’m a fully qualified bitch who’ll happily rip you another ass hole if you don’t get the fuck out of my office.”
“She struggled to her feet, her head still throbbing with pain. “Motherfucking motherfuckers need to motherfucking die.”

“How can you be smug? YOU’RE TIED TO A TABLE LIKE A DAMN SACRIFICE!'
'I don’t appreciate your tone.' He replied ”





“Do not try to wrap yourself in toilet paper so you look like a mummy.”
“Why would I do that?”
“I don’t know, I asked you that last time you did it, and you didn’t know then either.”
“There was a heavy, frustrated sigh. “I teach you to lie, steal, extort, embezzle, commit identify theft, and hack into bank accounts. And what do you do? Get a job.”
“Um, Knox. I kind of just knocked the Devil unconscious.”
Knox’s head snapped up from the fax he was reading to stare at Harper. “Repeat that.”
“Knox strode out of his office and into the living area with his mate in tow. And there was Lucifer himself, sprawled on the floor”

"Apparently, I have some repressed anger and unresolved abandonment issues after my experiences with God.”



The sex scenes were so bad with Knox constantly strumming, licking or swirling at 'her clit'.



“Brace yourself, because I’m going to annoy you, ignore you, and surprise you for as long as we both shall live.” He smiled. “And I’m going to spoil you, fuck you, and – of course – order you around for the rest of our lives.”
“Every time your tongue flicks out to catch that sauce, I remember how it feels to have your tongue lapping at my cock.”
“You should get that put in a Hallmark card or something.”
“I don’t believe I asked for a glass of your unimportant opinion.”


“You’re not supposed to smile at me like I’m a little kitten that stupidly thinks it’s a jungle cat.”Overall, I highly recommend Burn to any and all paranormal romance fans. Harper and Knox are explosive together and this is one firework show you do not want to miss!















A deathly quiet descended as Knox’s eyes bled to black for a moment.

“Only I can give you what you need, Harper.”
He’d put the ache there, and only he could take it away.
“Come to me.”



“I don’t just call on the flames of hell, Harper. I am the flames of hell.”
“This mouth is every man’s fantasy. But it’s mine. Only I can have it. Only I can taste it and fuck it.”





