Disclaimer: I received a free copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.
Memories of Murder
Decades ago, the seeds were planted …
Today, dark, fathomless eyes rake the image before him. One final task and the transformation is complete. Steady fingers screw intricately carved horns on each side of a stiff brow, and a gargoyle suitable for Notre Dame scowls from the smokey mirror in satisfaction.
A jagged smile rips through his smooth, hairless face, and inked, reptilian scales caress his naked body.
A laugh of hideous resonance emanates from his gut as the demons of hell welcome Lucifer into their fold.
In a dungeon-like chamber, his Lilith awaits. The kidnapped daughter of a nun, groomed to fit the final piece in the complex puzzle for world domination. Will Lucifer marry his bride, on the summer solstice?
Only two things stand in his way …
His greed …
Detective Steven Quaid.
Now to my review. This is the second book in the series. I must say it was just as good as the first one. The story of Steven and Sarah is one I love to read about. I loved the plot for this book. It was very interesting. The characters remain strong and we learn just a little bit more about them. Their relationship is tested once again as they deal with a new enemy that wants to tear them apart.
I can’t wait to read the next one in the series. I would highly recommend this one to others.
I really wanted to be a drummer, or a race car driver. Obviously I’m neither, but they are on my bucket list, that and owning my very own fire breathing dragon!
I’ve always loved books and it was through books that I escaped and experienced all the things I’d only been able to dream about – through the stories, the characters, and the places created by talented authors. From Caroline Keene, Judy Bolton, Agatha Christie, Harold Robbins, Danielle Steele, and my all time favorite Stephen King. Now I read K J Larsen , Jennifer Hillier, Joanie McDonell, Maryann Miller, J D Robb, well, pretty much everyone and anyone who gets their words in front of me! I LOVE BOOKS!
I’ve always been a writer, always loved making things up – a crazy imagination is a good thing – or is it just being crazy?