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Enjoying this one a lot more than the first.

“Lynher, please… You must trust me.” ~ Jack

You’re a liability, Jack had told me. I’d fought that accusation every step of the way, but as I looked the queen in her horribly beautiful eyes, my soul turned cold, because Jack was right. Somewhere in all of this, I’d become a weakness. His.

My brain writing this series: "This could so EASILY be a RH."

Kensey would never understand. He was sunlight and cut grass; I was midnight and lilies. Our worlds were different. The only person who would know what any of this meant was Jack. But asking Jack for help was like asking a snake not to bite. And I already knew his fangs left a mark.
~ Lynher, Dawn Breaker, Daybreaker #3

“Is Kensey going to be a problem?”
Jack said problem like he might have Kensey trip off the platform onto the railway tracks. “No, and it’s best to stay away from him. He doesn’t much like you, seeing as you killed hundreds of people. I’ll deal with him.”

“Your enemies are closing in from all sides. You need more protection than a questionable mark on your wrist, Miss Aris.”

Re-reading in preparation for writing the third and final book in the series!

“So… vampires in LA,” I said, puffing out a sigh.
“F*cking Hollywood," Dav grumbled.

Officer Riley had said street-racing was a drug, but Davin was my drug. And I wasn’t sure I could give him up a third time, once the sun came up.

He was right, of course. I told myself I’d left to keep the crew safe, but that was a lie. Fear had chased me away. Fear of mortality. Fear of making the wrong decision, fear of myself, and the terrible things I could do to the people I loved.

Don't know why, but I'm not devouring this one like I have the rest of the series and I can't put my finger on why.

"Only a dim-witted fool tells Lynher Aris his secrets." ~ Jack

"Be grateful I’m letting you live, Lynher. Those who cross me rarely get a second chance to do so again.” ~ Jack

Kensey thrust his hands into his pockets, probably to keep from taking a swing at Rafe. “Let’s not pretend we don’t all know you’re not just any demon.”
“Why, thank you.” Rafe bowed. His wings faded away but he kept his tail and horns. “I do try to be so very extra.”
“I meant, you’re an incubus,” my brother drawled.
“I know what you meant.”

“You deserve to live Lynher Aris. Don’t let this broken world convince you otherwise.” ~ Rafe

Good but slow so far.

“Or, you could just tell me the truth and save all this nonsense, because we’re friends?” I asked Rafe.
“Friends only when it suits you, it seems. No. Besides, darling, where’s the fun in the truth?”

“Every friend begins as a stranger.” ~ Kensey

"Forgive me, Father."

In the nine systems, all the heroes fucking die. All that's left are the bad guys. But someone had to do the saving, and right now, that someone was me. ~ Caleb

"The good guys weren’t supposed to die."

Caleb wet his lips and said, sotto voce. “You know I said not to kill anyone? Doesn’t apply to Turner. Kill him any time you like.”

There's a lot of head-hopping going on, making it choppy and difficult to follow. Which is a real shame because the subject matter is heart-wrenching and otherwise beautifully written.

This is going to break my heart...

And my day just got worse. “The Candes will kill me on sight,” I drawled.
“Yes, we know. You murdered Turner’s sister—”
“It was a fucking accident.”
“They’re on their way.”
“So... I’m bait?”
Heading for the door, she patted me on the head. “Enjoy your last hours alive, Caleb Shepperd.”