Zombies, demons, vampires, shapeshiftersanother day in the life of Nick Gautierand those are just his friends. But now that he's accepted the demon that lives inside him, he must learn to control it and temper the very emotions that threaten the lives of everyone he cares for. Something that's hard to do while trying to stay off the menus of those who want his head on a platter. And no one wants him more than the dark gods who created his race. Now that they know where he is, they will stop at nothing to reclaim him. And without knowing it, Nick has just embraced the one person he should never have trusted. The one person who will hand him over to his enemies to get back the life they lost.
Nick has finally accepted his fate, now he must learn to defy his destiny, and the dark, deadly forces that will stop at nothing to destroy everyone he loves so that they can again return to the world of man and own it, in the next Chronicles of Nick novel, Instinct, from #1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon.
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New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon is a regular in the #1 spot. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre in which she writes. More than 60 million copies of her books are in print in more than one hundred countries. Her current series include The Dark-Hunters, The League, and Chronicles of Nick. Her Chronicles of Nick and Dark-Hunter series are soon to be major motion pictures.
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Chronicles of Nick
By Sherrilyn Kenyon
St. Martin's PressCopyright © 2015 Sherrilyn Kenyon
All rights reserved.
"Nickaboo? Hurry, child! You're about to be late for school!"
Nick Gautier dropped the towel from the damp hair he was drying as he glanced to the clock on his nightstand to confirm the fact that his mother was still the most vigilant and accurate timekeeper in the history of all mankind. At least when it came to his home, school, and work schedules.
But how odd ... he'd had almost forty minutes just a heartbeat ago when he'd left the bathroom.
How long did it take to pull on a pair of jeans and one really foully ugly Hawaiian shirt, anyway?
Apparently thirty-five minutes.
Dang, I do move slow in the morning. Good thing his mortal enemies didn't know that. He'd be Cajun hashbrowns.
Tossing the towel into the bathroom, he rushed to the kitchen and almost tripped over their newest furry addition.
Xevikan, who let out a nasty hiss in protest before he scurried to the corner to arch his back against the wall.
Nick started to return the cat's growl, but since his mom didn't know their new pet was actually a shape-shifting ancient Nick and his friends had freed from a hell dimension and taken in, he refrained. His luck, she'd think he had distemper or something, and take him in for shots. "Sorry, Mr. Fuzzy Boots."
Xev glared at him before he mentally projected his ire at him. I really hate that name you gave my feline incarnation, Gautier.
Nick flashed a grin at the large white Egyptian Mau staring up at him indignantly. Why you think I use it?
Xev spread his claws for cleaning, but Nick caught the one he aimed directly at him.
Laughing good-naturedly at the single-finger insult Xev had picked up from Caleb, Nick started to reach for the bacon only to realize his furry houseguest had beat him to it. Again. Yeah, it was a good thing he felt sorry for Xev.
And he did. For thousands of years, the ancient being had been imprisoned in a realm without friend or family. Now Xev was extremely gun-shy of a world he didn't understand, nor did he play well with others, which was why they'd decided the best thing was to leave him here in Nick's house to sleep while Nick went to school and work. All of them were much happier that way. And since Xev had severe PTSD mixed with extremely frightening powers and not a lot of patience or tolerance, the world was a lot less likely to end violently if Xev stayed out of events that elevated his stress levels, and tempted him to mass homicide.
"Really, Nick? Really?"
He turned to find his petite, blond mother glaring up at him. Man, he'd never understand how a woman as tiny as Cherise Gautier could be so terrifying when riled. But then, his girlfriend, Nekoda Kennedy, had those same testosterone-sucking powers, too.
And all Kody had to do to wield hers was pout in his general direction.
Closing the fridge door, his mom wiggled the milk container at him. "First, why did you drink all the milk last night after I went to bed? Second, why did you put the empty container back in the fridge?"
He clamped his jaw shut and slid his gaze to the real culprit, who'd probably drunk out of the container without a glass on top of it all. But his mom would think him nuts if he blamed the empty milk jug on the cat lacking opposable thumbs. So he manned up and took the fall for his friend.
"Blatant stupidity? I find it to be responsible for the vast majority of evil I unintentionally do."
She rolled her eyes and tossed the milk carton into the garbage. "Go on before you get another tardy. Love you, even when you make me crazy."
"You, too." He grabbed his backpack from the floor, kissed her cheek, and glared at the cat. "Later, Fuzzy Boots." And don't defile my bedsheets!
It was too late. Xev was already beelining to Nick's room to take his shift in the bed.
Sighing at the uselessness of warning Xev off anything, Nick glanced back at his mom. "I'll grab more milk on my way home from work."
"Thank you, Boo. Have a good day."
"You, too. Don't work too hard." Nick headed out the back door and crossed the condo parking lot to the brick wall that separated it from the school yard. Even though there were storm clouds gathering in the distance, and headed in from over the river, he took a moment to appreciate the day.
Zipping his jacket, he inhaled the familiar smell of beignets and coffee that wafted on the breeze, coming in from the Market and restaurants. Honestly, he was grateful to be home in the French Quarter, and among his friends and family.
To be standing here, in the most beautiful city in all the world.
Yeah, it was a good day to be alive. His friend, Acheron, who was an ancient Atlantean, was right, every day should be met with purpose and lived with gratitude. Having been forced against his will to live as someone else for a brief time, Nick had decided that as screwed up and dangerous as his real life was, he much preferred it to anyone else's.
This existence and world might not be perfect. But they were perfectly his. The only thing he'd change at this point was the number of paranormal creatures who wanted him dead.
Yeah, it would be nice to be off a few hit lists for a while. That he wouldn't complain about.
Eh, ca c'est bon. That was life. Some days you ate the rougarou. Some days the rougarou devoured you.
And in this city, and in his particularly screwed-up life, that phrase seriously had significance.
Sprinting up the steps of St. Richard's High School, he entered the two-story redbrick building and headed for his locker to change out his books so he could start his day right, and with as little drama as possible. Which would be a really nice change of pace.
"What are you smiling about, Gautier?"
Nick grinned even wider as he shut his locker and turned to face his recalcitrant demon bodyguard. "It's almost 8 A.M. and nothing's tried to kill or eat me yet. Dang good day, if you ask me."
Rolling his eyes, Caleb stepped around him to open his own locker. "I really hate chipper morning people. Thinking I should have hand-fed you to your enemies last night."
Nick laughed. "But you didn't," he teased against all common sense, in a singsongy voice he'd learned from a very special Charonte demon named Simi, while Caleb pulled books out and shoved them into his expensive designer backpack. "Which means you think I'm all cute and fluffy. Besides, you'd miss me if I were gone."
With a rude snort, Caleb zipped his bag shut. "Careful, Cajun. I wouldn't test that theory, were I you."
Nick leaned up against the locker bank and tried not to envy Caleb his dark, perfect Hollywood good looks that made every female in their school pass a longing gaze at him as she walked by. Student and teacher. "That would hold more weight if you weren't here."
"You said if my demonic overlord of a father were dead, you wouldn't be in high school anymore to guard me. Now he's gone, and yet here you remain ... ever my faithful, handsome protector." He batted his eyelashes playfully.
Ignoring Nick's feigned flirtations, Caleb shut the locker and brushed his hand through his stylishly coiffed jet-black hair. His dark eyes flashing orange, he gave Nick a harsh, unamused stare. "Yeah, well, my self-preservation and common sense kicked in. If something eats you, they inherit my servitude and soul. As annoying as you are most days, I'd rather deal with you than one of my other possible choices. 'Cause let's face it, my luck and past experiences say it would never be a sexy succubus who spends her days working as a supermodel in a bikini, but rather some scaly elderly male exhibitionist who likes to pull the wings off daeves and stick us in jars ... or nail us to walls."
He shoved a chemistry book at Nick. "Been there. Done that. Reloop's a bitch and whoever designed it should be relegated to the lowest level of Thorn's special pit."
Nick tsked at him. "Poor Caleb. Thousands of years old and still in high school. Dude, you seriously need to speak to a guidance counselor about your transcript."
"Don't push it, Gautier. My maternal instincts don't kick in till noon."
Laughing, Nick stepped away from the lockers so that LaShonda could open hers. Dressed in a J-pop-style navy suit, she had her newly done sisterlocks pulled back into a matching bow.
"Morning, Miss Sunshine."
LaShonda scowled at him as she pulled books for her first period. "Someone's in a good mood this morning."
Nick winked at her. "What can I say? The sight of your beautiful face can cheer my most soured mood."
"Better not let her boyfriend or your Kody hear you speaking to her like that, Gautier, or they'll be having a pair of fried Cajun nuggets for lunch."
Smiling, Nick stepped aside for Brynna Addams, LaShonda's best friend, and one of the few people he knew he could count on whenever it mattered. Unlike LaShonda, with her daring style, Brynna was much more sedate in her wardrobe choice, with tan pants and a white shirt. "Morning, my other Miss Sunshine. Ever a pleasure to see you."
"You are in a good mood." Brynna started to scowl until her gaze went past him. By the shift in the air, his instincts told him someone with the highest level of supernatural abilities approached him from behind. Someone who was lethal and could kill him in a heartbeat. And without looking, he knew exactly who it was. A gifted celestial being whose qualities he was more than well acquainted with.
His heart even lighter, he turned and, blatantly ignoring the PDA laws of his school, wrapped his arms around Nekoda so that he could breathe in the light vanilla scent that was uniquely hers. Her brown hair was twisted up into a messy braid that framed a beautiful face. A face that held a pair of bright green eyes that never failed to set his blood on fire. Even though she'd originally been sent here to assassinate him before he fulfilled his prophecy of doom, and Caleb still had his doubts about trusting her loyalty to them, Nick couldn't help his feelings for her.
She was his first love.
Honestly, he couldn't imagine ever feeling like this about anyone else. And if he had to die, he'd rather it be by her hand than that of an enemy. His heart would always be hers, and no one else's.
He gave her a tight squeeze. "And here's the brightest part of any day. Good morning, cher."
With a fierce frown, Nekoda brushed the dark hair back from his face. "You okay?"
Brynna smirked as she opened her locker. "Girl, he's in a strange, strange mood. I'm wondering if Madaug's been programming games again."
Nekoda laughed nervously at the reminder of the Zombie Hunter game Madaug St. James had created that had accidentally turned half their football team into mindless zombies and caused their former coach to eat their previous principal.
"He hasn't, has he?"
"No. Definitely not. He hasn't even played Solitaire on his PC since that night." Nick took Kody's backpack from her hand so that he could carry it for her. "I'm alive. In New Orleans, where I'm supposed to be. Here with you, the most beautiful girl in the entire universe." He kissed her cheek before he jerked his chin toward Caleb. "And we have King Grump scowling at us and plotting my death and dismemberment. All is right in this world. And I'm just really glad to be at this school, in this time where I belong, with all of you thinking I've lost my ever-loving mind."
Caleb scoffed. "For the love of all that's holy, would you stop saying that crap?" he ground out between clenched teeth. "Personally, I wouldn't tempt the Fates, kid. They have a nasty way of ramming those pleasant thoughts down your throat and making you weep for them."
Nick considered that for a moment. Then, closing the distance between him and Caleb, he couldn't resist whispering the question that comment most begged for, "In a fight between the Malachai demon and the Fates, who would win?"
Placing a hand on Nick's shoulder, Caleb gently shoved him back. "Beware of arrogance, Gautier. It's a foul, fatal thing."
"I was only postulating a question."
The look on Caleb's face was intense and chilling. "Pray you never find out the answer. The price of war is always a lot higher in the end than you think it will be when you go in for that first battle."
Okay then ...
Suddenly, a shiver went down Nick's spine. Something he couldn't quite identify. For a moment, he wasn't in the hallway of his high school.
Rather, Nick stared down at himself as he stood inside the ruins of a Greek temple. A temple he remembered visiting one time before when he'd saved Nekoda's life after she'd almost died in an attack on him.
Home of the enigmatic Artemis, goddess of the hunt.
Only the Greek goddess wasn't here this time. He knew without being told that this was another glimpse of the horrific future to come.
The post-Apocalyptic future where he destroyed everything and everyone. Where he and his army laid waste to the entire world.
All of Olympus was on fire around him, and each temple had been leveled. Nick, in his true demonic form with black and red marbled skin and glowing eyes, stood defiant and strong, his wings tucked in at his back. His army hovered nearby, awaiting more orders from him. Blood from the ancient gods dripped from their armor.
Time slowed down as he watched himself searching the ruins, looking for something he seemed to have lost.
All sound stopped. He only heard his heartbeat. Fierce. Strong.
He flinched at the unfamiliar voice in his head.
Well, crap. Unknown voices in his head was never a good sign. Especially when they wanted his undivided attention and used a name they weren't supposed to know.
And as fast as it started, it ended.
Like a sped-up video file, everything around him caught up to real time. He was back at his school, in his hallway with Caleb, Brynna, Kody, and LaShonda staring at him.
He opened his mouth to respond to Kody and couldn't. Again, he had that frightening surreal feeling as everything in the hallway slowed down to a crawl.
Suddenly, he heard the strange eerie drumming of hooves rushing toward him. The sound of a horse screeching. It drowned out all other high school noises. Against his will, Nick turned in the hallway to see a rider in white billowing robes racing down the north hall on the back of a black horse as it passed through students and faculty. Snorting fire, the horse had blood-red eyes, searing with their hatred.
The rider held a set of old-fashioned scales in its hands. "Ambrose!" The voice was neither male nor female. It was strictly demonic and cold. Terrifying. Without pausing, it came straight at him in a dead run.
Unable to move, Nick was frozen as horse and rider tore through him and left him completely breathless and cold.
Blinking at Kody, he shook his head to clear his vision as the main doors were blown open by the rider only he could see. Not even Kody or Caleb had detected it. They stared at him with duplicate frowns as teachers rushed to close the doors they thought the wind had caught.
How was that possible? They always saw things like that when he did. Usually before he did.
He opened his mouth to answer Kody at the same time the bell rang. What the ...?
Nick blinked as he glanced around at everyone in the hallway. They were now all scrambling to get to their rooms. He'd had fifteen minutes until class a heartbeat ago.
He glanced to the hall clock that confirmed it was time for school to start. That can't be right.
"Gautier?" Caleb barked from the door of their homeroom. How had he gotten there so fast? Surely he hadn't teleported in front of the humans. "You shooting for another tardy?"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Story line interesting and gave a lot of information about the players, but felt it was only a 1/2 book. Too short...what happened to Bubba and Mark? Not what I was expecting... I enjoyed it, but still was disappointed.
Loved it! Love Kenyon! I am an adult reader of Ms. Kenyon's Dark Hunter series. I started this spinoff because I was curious to see if and how Kenyon would weave the storylines together. It has been very interesting to say the least. Kenyon's writing style is still a favorite of mine, and she can create a flawed hero better than anyone! I love the ideas and thoughts she gives us. I will say that this was a little shorter than normal, less than 200 pages, but she packed a lot of stuff in those pages. I loved it and cannot wait to see where we go next in the series! If you haven't read any in the series before now, please don't start here! There are too many characters already introduced and a newcomer would probably be completely lost. This is a great teen series, but I would recommend to any Dark Hunter lover also. You don't get the hot and heavy in this series like you do with the Dark Hunters, but Ms. Kenyon's style is still the same and she is really creating a side story here that is great! Thank you Sherrilyn Kenyon for your beautiful stories! Keep them coming please! -- SPeeD
Good book just like the rest of them. However I feel they keep getting shorter and shorter.
I just finished reading the story and I am already wishing for more! Ok there are a lot more people added to this one story then we have seen in any of the others and it can be a little hard to keep track of them. There are a lot of twists and turns that your not sure are good or bad but you always keep your fingers crossed. It would be nice if she writes more about this series. Showing us more of nick when he is older. But over all I would recommend this to all fans of the hunters.
Loved the book. Read the series a long time ago but forgot about it so I'm starting it over since I never finished the whole series plus I don't rememeber the last one I read sooo yeh. I'm so glad I'm reading it again! :D
Kenyon - continues to have a remarkable storyline and wonderful characters. Nick always has issues with various supernatural beings but he and his friends overcome in the end. Fantastic story once again!
Only thing is, we had to wait SO LONG for this book, kind of disapointing that its only 180 pages long
Loved it and I can't wait for Invision. Could have been a hundred pages longer, but beggars can't be choosers. Oh, and it could've used more Caleb. Just sayin'.
Love the series
I have been reading the chronicles of nick since they released and i have not found a single book in this series disappointing.
Sherrilyn Kenyon never disappoints me. This latest Nick installment has him eagerly searching for a way to save his loved ones from death. Each book brings Nick closer to his identity as The Last Malachi. He's finally figuring out how to exist as Nick & The Malachi. I enjoy his witty comebacks and his love for his Momma. The moral of the story is that love will always win out.
Number 6 is the best. I loved it amazing story. Great new characters to fall in love with. Wonderful great fun. Can't wait for number 7.
Each book keeps me wanting more,.. I can't wait for inferno
This was one warped ride through manipulation and lies for Nick. The baddies are as always trying to get the upper hand. This time they’ve called on the gods to pass judgement on Nick as the Malachi. If he doesn’t pass the test then another Malachi may take his place and who’s to say that this new Malachi won’t mean the end of the world. Better the demon within than the unknown. As tension mounts the gods bring their armies in to ride nasty on the city of New Orleans. Secrets are revealed that give a few real ah-ha moments. New and endearing allies are gained. Caleb and Momma Gautier sit this one out rather literally as they are both stricken down and in a coma. At the end I was left wondering if we have seen the last of an older Ambrose’s interference in Nick’s life. As Nick continues to gain confidence and experience dealing with what life dishes out, I am definitely looking forward to whatever adventures he takes me on next. I can’t recommend this series enough. I listened to this one in audio format through Over Drive compliments of my local library. Holter Graham is a great voice actor. I really love listening to him tell Nick’s stories or for that matter any of the stories by Sherrilyn Kenyon. He is exceptionally talented at voice modulations so that you get the distinct feel for the different characters and I positively love his rendition of Simi. If you haven’t had a chance to listen to one of Sherrilyn’s stories in audio format then I would highly recommend you do so.
As I was driving home from work, I thought about the review I was going to write. At first, I was going to give this book 5 stars. It had me chomping at the bits for me. I couldn't wait for break to come so I could quickly shove food in and give the book my undivided attention. That's usually the trademark of a excellent book. But that makes for a boring review. So as I listen to Monster Magnet I was able to come up with 2 flaws, both of which are bad enough to drop this down to a 3 star rating. There will be spoilers ahead. 1st: One of the themes in this book is the power of love/friendship. As I stated in my review of Kenyon's Inferno, the power of love/friendship is pissing stupid. It's a cop out by untalented authors who write their selves into corners and can't get out. It's a disease in the anime community that needs to be purge with lava. If you don't agree then you're part of the problem. A person that committed murders, mutilations, and other atrocities just doesn't get a happy ending because he fell in love. Nor does he get to act like a victim when justice finally catches up to him. But here it is, these ancient and powerful gods whining about not being loved by their parents and talking about how cruel life is when they're punished for all the killing and maiming they did, that for some reason, they think it's okay for them to walk free without punishment just because they fell in love. 2nd: Since Grim was introduced as a character, he's been talking about someone who would betray Nick. Logical choice would've been Kody (she loses faith in Nick and doesn't think he can fight against the nature of the Malachai) or Caleb (simply wanting to be free). Nope it was Livia. A character that was introduced in the last book and has had no relevance in the story. She showed up at the end of the last book and twice in this book. Why did she betray Nick? WHO KNOWS! Livia freely admits that her usefulness in combat was in the spreading of secrets and lies. So we, the readers, have no idea of how much of what she says is true. Did she really just want to be the Malachai? Had Nick had a bit of in-and-out with her would she had not betrayed him? Or did she really just feel like Nick was deliberately trying to make her feel like second-best at everything? Livia was a character we knew so little about that it honestly felt like a waste of a character, time, and a good story line in making her the Judas. If you managed to read through all that, good job. Now, despite the flaws, this is a good book. I had a blast reading and I can't wait for the next in the series.
One of the best books i've ever read