New York Times bestselling author Christine Warren returns with the fourth book in her sizzling Gargoyles series, where a powerful but isolated monster must save an enigmatic woman from certain destruction.
Kylie Kramer knows that she’s putting her life in danger when she decides to investigate her friend’s mysterious death. What she doesn’t know is that she’s being watched over by a powerful protector.
She is watched by a legend in stone who has defended humanity throughout the ages. A rock-hard savior who swoops down from the sky, scoops Kylie into his impossibly strong arms, and draws her into a world that no mortal woman can imagine…or resist.
As the strongest of the gargoyles, Dag is sworn to destroy the demons that threaten Kylie’s world before returning to his stony slumber. But the burning desire she ignites in him is even harder to fightan all-consuming force that, once unleashed, can never be tamed. When the ultimate battle begins, Dag and Kylie must face some demons of their ownto carve out a love that’s stronger than time…
Soars with fun, witty characters and nonstop action.” Publishers Weekly on Stone Cold Lover
Don't miss the other books in the Gargoyle series:
Book #1: Heart of Stone
Book #2: Stone Cold Lover
Book #3: Hard as a Rock
Book #5: Hard to Handle
About the Author
CHRISTINE WARREN is the author of Stone Cold Lover and Heart of Stone, as well as the Novels of the Others, including NEW YORK TIMES Bestsellers Big Bad Wolf, Walk on the Wild Side, and One Bite with a Stranger. Born and raised in coastal New England, CHRISTINE WARREN now lives as a transplant in the Pacific Northwest. When not writing (as if that ever happens), she enjoys horseback riding, playing with her pets, identifying dogs from photos of their underbellies, and most of all reading things someone else had to agonize over.
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Rocked By Love
By Christine Warren
St. Martin's PressCopyright © 2016 Christine Warren
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Tsores zaynen far dem mentshn vi zhaver far ayzn.
Troubles are to man what rust is to iron.
Eleven fifty-eight P.M. Two minutes since the last time she'd looked.
Kylie gave in to the impulse to stick her tongue out at her phone while her foot jiggled relentlessly under the table. She had to beat back her impatience with a mental stick, but the specter of disappointment had started to polish a weapon of its own, one more the size of a cricket bat. As much as she would prefer to continue her lovely sail down Denial, after an hour and twenty-eight minutes, even she might be forced to admit defeat.
She'd been stood up.
"Stood up" was the most convenient term. She had arranged to meet a person of the opposite sex in a social setting at a designated time and place, but said person had failed to honor this agreement and had not shown up. In most cases, this would count as being stood up. However, in Kylie's case, she had no romantic interest in her missing acquaintance, and she felt more disappointment and curiosity than embarrassment at the situation.
Besides, at least she'd gotten a really good slice of pie out of her time spent waiting. Cherry streusel. Yum.
So she didn't feel the same way she would have if an actual date had failed to show, even though she'd had more riding on this meeting than the possibility of sexual attraction. She'd worked for months to create this opportunity, and she couldn't deny her disappointment in seeing it come to nothing, whatever it should have been called.
What term did you use to describe a covert meeting with a complete stranger that had nothing to do with sex or romance and everything to do with the exchange of secret information? And just to be clear, a "deep throating" was so off the table.
She set her phone down and reached for her cola. By now, the glass held nearly as much water as soda. The melted ice smothered the effervescent carbonation until she was left with little more than sweet, flavorless syrup. Maybe she should try making herself drink coffee again, though that would have been just as disgusting by now. Cold or watered down didn't really lean heavily to one side or the other. Tonight just didn't seem to be her night.
Kylie brushed off the negative thoughts. She'd never been the kind of girl to indulge in melancholy. She considered herself what her paternal grandmother had called a vilde chaya, a wild child. She was the kind of girl who saw what she wanted and went after it, doing whatever it took, even fighting dirty — or, especially fighting dirty — until she achieved her goal. Her goal now was to find a new way to track down her "date" and make sure that this time he couldn't ignore her.
Kylie hated being ignored.
Not that it happened often. Even her parents, who found her surprising, unpredictable, and wholly indecipherable, had trouble ignoring her. Of course, she'd made it easier for them when she'd moved to another state, but still. If Abraham Kramer and Constance Harding-Kramer couldn't manage to put Kylie completely out of their heads, some schlub with the vainglorious online handle of DrkMsgr sure as shudden wasn't going to do it either.
It had taken her months to find the stranger in the infinite space of the Internet, and she'd invested weeks more in grooming the connection. She'd chatted and swapped stories, offered advice and told jokes, slowly building their cyber connection behind her own mask as Wile E. Koyote. She'd felt perfectly comfortable in doing whatever she could to make that faceless presence trust her, because the information he had was just that important. He could change everything for her; she knew it.
Kylie felt a little bad about drawing in the stranger while harboring an ulterior motive, but not enough to shrug off the missed meeting. Yes, she had every intention of using this other person for her own purposes, but it wasn't like she was some kind of modern ax murderer, relying on the Internet to lure her victims to their doom. The person she was meeting would have walked away from their encounter unharmed, unhit-on, and perfectly safe. All Kylie wanted from him was information.
All she wanted was the truth about Bran.
The rhythmic jiggling of her foot stuttered, pausing for a moment before resuming its hummingbirdlike flutter. The thought of him still hit her every time.
A year after Bran Powe had gone missing, Kylie had thought she'd come to terms with loss. She wasn't stupid; she knew that when people disappeared for so many months at a stretch, they weren't just out for a breath of fresh air. Something bad must have happened to keep him away from his friends and family. But even so, getting the call from his sister, Wynn, and hearing his death confirmed had hit Kylie like a physical blow.
Bran had been her closest pal since her freshman year of college. While the second of two spectacularly failed dates had made it clear that romance would never work for them, friendship came as easily as breathing. She honestly thought of him as the brother she'd never had, no matter how tired that cliché was. Losing him had felt like losing a tiny little piece of herself, and Kylie hated to lose even more than she hated being ignored.
For that reason (and because sitting still for a seven-minute yoga meditation was beyond her, let alone sitting the seven days of a shiva) she had spent the last six months obsessed with finding out the truth. She couldn't care less if she sounded melodramatic or halfway to crazytown; she knew there was more to Bran's story than anyone was willing to tell her. She knew darn well that nothing she did could bring her friend back, but she could at least find out what had really happened to him. As much as she loved his family, his sister Wynn's telephoned explanation that "they think he had a heart problem we didn't know about" was not cutting it with her.
Sure, Kylie knew that kind of thing happened all the time, but not this time. She didn't believe a word of it. Why, she couldn't quite say. Maybe she had heard something in Wynn's voice, or maybe the intuition she had learned not to ignore had sounded the alarm. She couldn't be certain, but either way, she knew there had to be more to the story.
She had dedicated the last six months to trying to find that "more." She'd pushed aside her work, her hobbies, her family and friends in pursuit of the truth, immersing herself in the world she knew better than anyone — the data.
Despite her legitimate professional accomplishments and the applications she had developed that left her financially set for life at the tender age of twenty-three, Kylie still considered herself a hacker at heart. If a fact existed in bits and bytes anywhere in the world, she could uncover it. Between the skills she'd learned and the talent that had always lurked inside her, she knew she could find anything, so she had begun by breaking into Bran's personal computer and online accounts and setting herself on the trail of the truth.
Tonight was supposed to have been a big leap forward. It would have been, if DrkMsgr had bothered to show up. She was convinced that he knew something about her friend, no matter how coyly he had danced around the subject. His knowledge of some deeper meaning behind the strange terms in Bran's files — words like "Guardian," "Warden," "nocturni," and "the Seven" — had to be more than coincidence.
Kylie certainly didn't understand the references in Bran's journal entries and encrypted files. And why did an archaeology grad student need to encrypt his computer files, anyway? Especially when they made almost less sense to an outsider once the code was broken.
She had read through every word she could find, and all she'd gotten from his ramblings had been a massive headache and the vague impression that she'd just sorted through the background notes of an author's proposed series of horror novels. It had looked to her like Bran had been collecting information on demons. It was meshuga.
Part of her wanted to laugh at the crazy idea, but most of her couldn't manage the sound. Kylie didn't believe in demons, any more than she believed in heaven or hell or little cherubs with diapers and medieval weaponry being responsible for people falling in love. And it wasn't just because of her Jewish heritage. Heck, she only had that on one side of the family, but she still had trouble believing in anything she couldn't see and analyze and code into ones and zeros.
The little voice inside her head got a slap upside its own when it tried to remind her of all the things about herself that she couldn't explain so easily. About the way she didn't just read code, she felt it, as if it ran through her bloodstream in microscopic green digits alongside the red and white cells. About the way she occasionally caught sight of her reflection in a monitor and her eyes looked more green than brown, glowing with the light of an obsolete DOS system command screen. She wasn't the issue here; this was all about Bran.
Kylie looked at her phone and sighed. Twelve-fifteen. Damn it. If the stranger wasn't here by now, he wasn't coming, but if he thought no-showing would put an end to their association, he had another think coming. As soon as she got home and got back online, she would make that abundantly clear.
Frustrated, but glad to finally be moving again, Kylie dug out her wallet and left enough cash to cover her slowly nursed drinks and her single slice of pie. Then she added a supergenerous tip for the waitress who hadn't even tried to hurry her along in all the time she'd hogged the corner booth. No need for both of them to leave tonight's encounter dissatisfied.
The cool March air bit through her jacket and raised gooseflesh on her arms as she exited the mostly empty diner and began the brisk walk home. Her town house occupied the borderlands between Boston's Back Bay and Fenway, within spitting distance of her old stomping grounds around the university — a sound investment, or so her accountant had assured her when she'd purchased it eighteen months before.
At the moment all she cared about was that it wasn't too far from the meeting place to walk, because trying to catch a cab at this time of night in this neighborhood would be like waiting for the messiah. She didn't have six or seven thousand years to spare at the moment.
And besides, she'd been sitting still too long, bouncing foot aside. Even when she worked, she spent as much time out of her computer chair as in it. Kylie preferred to be in motion, given the choice. Tonight, she'd hoof it.
Sure it was late, and she had at least a dozen blocks to go, but in a city this size, the streets were never really empty, and Kylie had lived in the area long enough not to blink at the idea of making the short trip alone. She'd done it a hundred times before, and would do it hundreds more in the future.
She may have grown up in Connecticut, but since coming to Boston for college at the age of sixteen, Kylie had gone native in every way except for the accent. She still said "Baw-stun" instead of "Bah-stun," but aside from that, this city was her adopted hometown.
Leftover snow crunched under her feet as she cut across a small green square, her quick steps one short hop away from a jog. While the streets had been cleared days ago, the paths around the statue at the center of this minipark still sported patches of the icy white stuff. Apparently the gargoylelike hunk of granite that anchored the space didn't merit enough visitors for a thorough snowblower crew, and even in March, snow lingered. The piles of gray and white frost seemed determined to remind everyone in New England that the danger of the harsh winter hadn't completely passed, no matter what the calendar said.
As often happened during a Boston springtime, the weather today had run the gamut through all four seasons, starting with the frigid bite of winter, thawing to a morning spring and jumping to a midday summer. Now, the late night felt more like autumn, with a chilly breeze and the faint whiff of decay in the air.
Maybe if that thought had lingered for another couple of seconds — decay? Really? — Kylie would have realized how out of place it really was and been ready for the blow. Her luck wasn't that good, though, and her mind had already turned its focus on getting home and back online to see what had happened to DrkMsgr that made him bail on their meeting. When she sat in front of a keyboard, Kylie could see things most people missed, but in the real world, she occasionally overlooked the big picture.
Like the one where two ski-masked muggers converged on her from the sides and struck her hard enough to send her to the frozen ground with a grunt of surprise. They'd knocked out too much of her wind for her to manage a scream.
For a minute she honestly could not understand what was happening. It wasn't that she was naïve or anything, but she'd lived in Boston for almost seven years, and she'd never so much as had her pocket picked. And she was still in the Back Bay, for Pete's sake, one of the ritziest areas of the city. How on earth was she being attacked by a couple of escapees from a gangster movie?
Those thoughts flitted through her head in the space of half a second. Then a kick to her side sent the last gasp of breath choking out of her lungs, and the last functioning neuron in her brain snapped off with what she swore was a muffled squeak. Emese meisse — true story.
It sounded a little like the lab assistant character from The Muppets.
Come to think of it, she felt kind of like the victim of some weird experiment as her vision narrowed down to black. It almost appeared as if a vacuum had switched on, sucking her peripheral vision away, then pulling the central field in after it. She was left with nothing but blackness for a split second before the fireworks began, little sparks snapping and popping in the darkness.
Huh, hadn't she read about that happening in cases of severe oxygen deprivation? Too bad. Dying was so not on her to-do list for tonight, or really any night for the next eighty years.
Her lungs burned, every muscle in her chest straining for air. Still blinded, she could only feel her surroundings. Even her hearing had been compromised by the rushing of blood in her skull. Hard hands gripped her arms and jerked her from the ground. Unprepared for the movement, her head snapped backward, and her neck muscles screamed a protest. Funny how her attackers didn't seem to hear.
" ... her out of ... wants to see ... someone ... fast."
Snippets of voices, male and menacing, sliced through the static in her senses. Fingers dug into her flesh and jerked, trying to propel her forward. Her legs buckled, sending her back to her knees, and curses rained down on her head.
" ... go! Now!"
Shouts and chaos took over then, an impression of movement and confusion. Kylie felt an actual drop of rain ping off her shoulder. No, wait; that felt more like hail, solid and hard and stinging even through her wool jacket.
The next shriek came wordlessly but pulsed with fear and panic. Oddly enough, it didn't come from her, even though her own chest had finally begun to ease, allowing her to gulp down a much-needed lungful of oxygen. No, girly though it had seemed, something told her the sound had come from at least one of her attackers.
What the heck?
It took a minute for her to realize that the roaring in her head had become an actual roaring, the kind that echoed through the night air and attracted attention from neighbors and passersby. Kylie had about two seconds to wonder where it came from before a different set of hands closed around her, and this time she didn't fall.
* * *
Dag burst forth from his sleeping prison, bits of stone dropping in his wake like explosive shrapnel. What woke him he could not say, but instinct drove him straight from slumber to battle. His senses screamed at him to defeat, to destroy, to defend. Nothing in his surroundings registered but for a small female figure kneeling on the cold, hard ground while two human males attempted to drag her off into the darkness.
He would not have it.
His wings pumped the air, the huge, membranous spans catching the currents and sending the last remnants of sleep scurrying into the night. Already he felt strength and power heating his muscles, stretching his features into a fanged snarl and snapping his claws together in a definite threat. Not that the warning would do his enemies any good. Dag was a warrior too long denied a purpose.
Tonight, none would escape his wrath.
A battle roar shattered the hush of darkness. He took one long moment to savor the thrill of the fight, stretching into the sky before plummeting like an eagle onto his prey.
The humans screamed in terror, and Dag relished the sound. His talons dug into one man's shoulder, tearing through flesh and bringing hot, red blood pumping to the surface. One whiff was all it took for Dag to catch the taint. His enemy was not a simple human; his blood carried the insidious rot of the Darkness. Nocturni.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This was the least interesting of the series. It doesnt have much in the way of suspense and the relationship between dab and Kylie was not very exciting. To be honast i liked the "others" series better.
Absolutely fantastic. Just as great as the other three. I just hope she is busy writing another in this series.
Wonderful twists in this latest installment of the series. Can't wait for more.
Wonderful story. Looking forward to the next one.
My Thoughts - 5 out of 5 Unicorns - I loved it!! - Best so far!!!! ***Received the ebook from St. Martin’s Press for an honest review The cover has both the gargoyle and man. Very nice! This is the fourth book in the series. While it isn’t mandatory for you to read them in order, I do think you will like it a whole lot more if you do read them in order. It adds to the history and richness of the characters. Of course this is for adults only due to the steamy content. Kylie’s story is my favorite yet. I really connected with her and her nerd-ness. I love how computer science is even making it into paranormal romance books. Dag starts like a caveman where you aren’t sure what to think of him. By the end, I think he learns faster than the other Guardians. Lots of action in this story, and I love that everyone was part of this story. I can’t wait to see where the next story goes, but my guess is we will be visiting another country. Yay!!! I recommend this whole series to all PNR fans, and highly recommend to gargoyle and magic fans. Definitely an awesome series!!!
I really like this series and I found this installment to be particularly fascinating because Kylie’s magic isn’t a form we typically encounter in paranormal romances. Kylie is a computer geek. She’s independently wealthy because she developed an app for her own use, that she went on to sale to the company whose program was bugging her in the first place. And like any hacker geek, the money is there as a convenience because her enjoyment in life still comes from programming. So how, you ask, does a technogeek end up in the middle of an ancient war between the Light and the Dark, complete with her very own Guardian? She goes looking for answers regarding the death of a friend, almost finds them, and most certainly finds trouble along the way. We met Kylie in Hard as a Rock when Wynn needed her hacking skills to locate info on Wynn’s missing brother, Bran. In Rocked by Love, Kylie has continued looking into Bran’s death because she’s not buying the story Wynn gave her – and with good reason. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, she manages to track down someone who can provide her more info on Guardians, Wardens, nocturni, and the Seven – all terms she found in Bran’s files. It’s unfortunate for Kylie because she finds herself being kidnapped when her “informant” doesn’t show up for their meeting. It’s fortunate for Kylie (and the world), because her kidnapping awakens another Guardian. Dag is the fourth Guardian to be called forth to join the fight, save the world, and protect his mate – whether she wants to be or not. I have enjoyed each of the couples in the series (except for book 1, but only because I haven’t read it yet), but I do believe that Kylie is my favorite of the ladies. She’s a freaking hoot. Her wit and sarcasm kept me entertained as much as it stomped all over Dag’s last nerve. The manner in which he succumbs to their intended mating was hilarious because of how adamant he was that there would be no mating between them because having a mate was a weakness. Theirs definitely began as a “kiss ‘em or kill ‘em” kind of relationship and, fortunately for the reader, they went with the kissing, and then some. As I said earlier – and you probably thought I forgot about it – but part of why I was so taken by Kylie’s character was that her magic is in coding (or pattern recognition). She can “see” the “codes” in how things work and manipulate them to work better, which is part of why she was so successful as a programmer. But Kylie’s natural intelligence enabled her to “look” at spells, “see” the codes, and tweak them accordingly, which is why I called it pattern recognition. Rather than possessing an elemental magic like we often see in paranormal romances, Kylie’s power is a more modern one and I cannot wait to see her put in in use as they ramp up their efforts to find the remaining Guardians. Did they kick evil’s butt? Not really. They did put a hurtin’ on it though; but, as there are supposed to be seven Guardians to equal the seven Demons, we’ve got at least three more to find. Rocked by Love was another action-packed installment in the Gargoyles series and I cannot wait to find out what happens next (and listen to book one as I snagged the audiobook during a trial membership for Audible…hehe). I received a complimentary copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. Reviewed by Angela at Crystal's Many Reviewers!
Title: Rocked By Love - Gargoyles Book 4 Author: Christine Warren Published: 3-1-16 Publisher: St Martin's Press Pages: 320 Genre: Romance Sub Genre: Paranormal, Gothic ISBN: 9781250077370 ASIN: B014C55KOQ Reviewer: DelAnne Reviewed For: NetGalley . Dag has watched over humanity and protected them from the evil denizen's that dwell among them unknown to them. When Dag and Kylie first meet their passion burns hot and Kylie gives him her heart. Which he stops on when he leaves her after he saves her from being killed she sees him shift. Kylie knows he is not human and freaks out and runs away. When she goes to see him he is gone. He has watched over her from afar and has always loved Kylie, but knows by her reaction she will never accept all of him. Then she shows up on his doorstep saying she was sent for by company. Now Dag and Kylie must face their own demons if their love is to survive the upcoming battle and keep the real demons from taking over the Earth and devouring humanity. Kylie is not about to let a flying man/gargoyle stop her. With her quick wit and sharp tongue she can handle anything. Christine Warren has penned a suspense filled paranormal romantic story. With characters that capture your attention and keep you involved in the story. The witty dialog will have you letting loose a chuckle or two as you read. Warren has woven together adventure and drams in such a way as to have your heart rate up. You will be breathless as Dag and Kylie fight the reigniting of their passion until it finally breaks free. Rocked by love is the fourth book in the series but can easily be read as a standalone. I personally will be looking to read books 1-3 in order to learn more about the other characters mentioned. Rocked by love is a wonderful read and has earned a 4 1/2 out of 5 star rating.
This book got my attention because, hello, gargoyles! Does anyone else remember that animated series? I loved it. So, color me surprised when I was looking through NetGalley books and came across this! Anyway - I digress... I love reluctant lovers - you know, two people who don't want to care about the other, but ultimately do? Yeah, that's my catnip. I enjoyed how Dag has no idea what is going on because he's very much the old school person stuck in a modern world due to being asleep for a very, very long time. Kylie was an awesome protagonist because she spoke in Yiddish when overly excited or worried, and her brand of talent is that of being a cybergeek. I do love my geeks in books - especially those containing romance. At first, I was wary of reviewing this book because it is 4th in a series - but Warren does such a great job at explaining what is going on to the reader without making it sound long-winded or confusing. Basically, there is a world of guardians (gargoyles), their Wardens, and magic really does exist. Basically, Dag (gargoyle) protects Kylie, the cybergeek who is important to saving the world from the Nocturni and all impending doom. In most books, you can get a sense of this insta-love and you get insta-something in this story. It is more like insta-curiosity which I enjoyed. I loved that Kylie is so weird (in a totally good way) that seeing this gargoyle in front of her doesn't freak her out...and I doubly-loved that it's when he transforms to his human-like self where she feels more nervous. It's hilarious. Did I mention that the women from the previous books that wake up these guardians end up being their mates? *insert eyebrow wiggle here* There is a lot of detail in this story. I cared about the characters, swooned in all the swoony parts, and it definitely makes me want to check out the first books in the series!
Kylie Kramer knows that she's putting her life in danger when she decides to investigate her friend's mysterious death. What she doesn't know is that she's being watched over by a powerful protector. A legend in stone who has defended humanity throughout the ages. A rock-hard savior who swoops down from the sky, scoops Kylie into his impossibly strong arms, and draws her into a world that no mortal woman can imagine...or resist. ROCKED BY LOVE As the strongest of the gargoyles, Dag is sworn to destroy the demons that threaten Kylie's world before returning to his stony slumber. But the burning desire she ignites in him is even harder to fight-an all-consuming force that, once unleashed, can never be tamed. As their passion grows, so do the ranks of a demonic army plotting to take over the earth. When the ultimate battle begins, Dag and Kylie must face some demons of their own-to carve out a love that's stronger than time... Review: This was fun to read! It has been a while since I read a book with some good, snarky dialog. Besides the snarky I really enjoyed Kylie and how Yiddish was thrown into her dialog and the story and how Dag reacted to the strange speech. Putting Kylie, a 21st century, geeky girl with Dag, who has not been awake in 300 years, leads to a lot fun misunderstandings. As a couple they were fun and sexy and in my opinion the best part of the book. The Author did an excellent job of not making me feel lost, since once again I picked up a book in the middle of the series. Plus, all the others in the series were included into this book so I got to know them a little also. The story line continues through all the books as the Guardians continue to wake up and fight the rising evil. The only thing that bothered me was the big fight scene, there was all this build-up but the actual event was a little anticlimactic and rushed. Otherwise I enjoyed this book and the end had a little cliffhanger as the Nocturnis continue to grow in strength. 3.5Stars *Received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for a honest review.*
Rocked by Love is the fourth book in the Gargoyles series and I would recommend reading the first three books because this book continues fast paced action. Kylie Kramer is a computer hacker that is investigating the death of her best friend, and as a result she unwittingly stumbled onto a world of magic and gargoyles. When she is attacked, Dag is awakened and promptly rescues Kylie. Dag and Kylie clash as they learn about each other and confront the demons that await them. How will they find common ground and help the fight against the dark nocturnis? Will Dag recognize Kylie as his mate? I love how Christine Warren mixes suspense, comedy and romance. This story features a plucky heroine with a great sense of humor and a knack for funny Yiddish sayings. Dag was a stoic hero with a great supporting cast. I enjoyed Kylie's grandmother and wish she had been given more time in the novel! I recommend this book to fans of science fiction and romance! I was given a free copy for an honest review.
Rocked By Love is book four in the Gargoyles series by Christine Warren. This book was generously provided to me in exchange for an honest review by NetGalley, St. Martin’s Press and by the author. Although this book can be read as a stand alone, there is a constant theme and recurring sexy guardian gargoyles and their mates so you would gain much more enjoyment from these if you read them in order. Kylie Kramer is first and foremost, a computer genius geek. She is a self made millionaire but all this really does is allow her the freedom to spend more time in her computer cave doing what she loves. If you have read the other books in this series, you know how this goes. Kylie has been investigating the death of her best friend, Bran. She is on her way home one night and as she passes the gargoyle statue, she is attacked. You know what happens from here. One stoney gargoyle comes to life to save her. Dag is the fourth of the guardians to be awakened from his slumber. At first, he and Kylie don’t get along very well at all. Dag is completely confused by Kylie’s slang terminology. Part of Dag’s discontent, though, isn’t that Kylie annoys him but that he can’t get her off his mind. What is it that draws him to her? Dag is reminded of the stories he heard of the seven original guardians and their mates. Could Kiley be his mate? Was it destiny that she was the one who woke him? “He believed that perhaps he had been summoned for this purpose, for this woman, to exist wholly and solely for her. It hit him like a revelation, and it felt like a blessing.” “It no longer mattered what Fate had decreed, or what the Light had intended. Kylie was his, and he would wage war on the whole of the universe in order to keep her.” Dag and Kylie, along with the three other guardians and the women who are their mates, are soon able to piece together the latest threat. The Nocturni were trying to find a way to awaken one of the Seven demons of the Darkness. They can’t allow this to happen. They have to find a way to stop them. As I said, this is the fourth book in this series. I did fall in love with this series right from the start with the first book and loved the second and third one as well. I have to admit that this one wasn’t my favorite. I can’t really say why. It took me almost half of the book to really start connecting with Kylie. At first, I just couldn’t relate to her brash personality. But, as she softened towards Dag, I felt myself softening as well. Together the guardians and the women try to devise a way to stop what the Nocturni are planning. I loved seeing this big, tough guardian gargoyle fall for the tiny human. And they do steam up the pages. These guardians are most definitely skilled in many ways. So, while this wasn’t my favorite of the series, I still enjoyed it. I do plan on sticking with the series as the search for the other three guardians continues so that together they can defeat the demons of the darkness.
Anyone who likes a tough, strong, 1000 year gargoyle that in human form is handsome, high-handed and rather sexy will like Dag. Anyone who likes a brilliant, wealthy, quirky, tough, Yiddish speaking female who falls for a gargoyle will like Kylie. The book is well written and plotted. The bad guys are well defined as are the good ones. The story is action packed with murder and mayhem and puzzles to solve. There is steamy sex and chemistry that must have been based on pheromones or fated since I didn’t see that the two had much in common. The characters from previous books make an appearance and work with Kylie and Dag and though it is book four in the series it can be read and understood without reading the previous books. That said…I got tired of the Yiddish on every page that had to be translated after it was used. Some of the dialogue spoken by Kylie was as hard for me to follow as it was for Dag. I am not sure WHY this book didn’t grab me as similar plots have but am sure that there are readers who will love it and see that they do by the reviews I have just read. There is an author for every reader and a reader for every author. Thank you to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for the copy to read and review.
3.5 - "Time to nut up or shut up." Stars! Rocked by Love is definitely one of those books that sits in the fifty-fifty bracket for me. I loved the continuation of the general story arc, in relation to the release of the fourth Guardian, and the developments in the strengthening powers of the Order of Eternal Darkenss against them, but once again I struggled a little with the author’s characterization of her lead female character Kylie Kramer. "How you made it to adulthood with that tongue still in your mouth is a mystery." It wasn’t any one thing in this instance but a whole host I am afraid, Kylie is your typical computer geek, her connection with the previous couple in the story is that she was Bram Powe’s best friend, and six months after his death she is still searching for answers as to what happened, his sister Wynn’s (book three) lame excuse that he had a heart defect isn’t sitting well with our little nerd, and she takes it upon herself to investigate further. "Magic? Me?" All was well for the first part of the book but as it progressed I found the constant (and overuse) of Yiddish slang extremely grating, Kylie for the most part came across as a petulant tween and not a grown woman, and to say the connection between her and Dag was tenuous for most of the book would be a vast understatement. I get that Christine Warren likes to make her female leads sassy, snarky, full of confidence and attitude, but there is a fine line for me, and we went well past it into outright annoying for some parts of the book. "Get over yourself." And I think this is why I struggled to actually feel much of a connection between her and Dag for most of the book. I loved Dag, like all the previous Guardians, he has a bluntness of phrase and absoluteness of action that leaves you knowing exactly where his heart and his loyalties lie, but it felt more like he was trying to keep a troublesome teen in check a lot of the time, added to the spoiled bratty behavior from Kylie it really didn’t gel for me between them on this occasion. A warrior from the moment of his summoning to his last gasp of air. This is definitely a case of me not getting on with a characterization more than anything else, as the writing and story-line is still sound, and pretty entertaining when the rest of the gang were in the picture, I think mainly because is watered down some of Kylie’s annoyingness a little. We have three guardians left to have their story told, and I cannot wait to see where on the planet Christine decides to release the next one and to whom as his Warden, Europe is looking like a possibility, and I really hope that is the case as it brings the adventure to my neck of the woods. No news that I can find as to when the next book is due, but I hope it’s soon as things are really heating up between the forces of light and dark. ARC generously provided via Netgalley, and it was my pleasure to provide the above honest review.