An Immortal's Song is the sixth book in Carrie Ann Ryan's Dante's Circle series. I've loved this series from the first page, but this book wasn't quite my favorite. The other books were quite a bit longer and I felt that they had more build up and took longer for the characters to fall in love. I enjoyed reading Amara, Tristan, and Seth's book and I love how they embraced their bonding as soon as possible instead of fighting it. This book was a good one, but I also felt it wasn't quite a good as other books in this series. It is a stand alone and can be read without reading the rest of the books in this series, but I feel that readers will enjoy it more after having read the rest of the series. This book gets a solid 4 stars from me and I can't wait for the final book in this series.
AN IMMORTAL’S SONG BY CARRIE ANN RYAN –
REVIEW AND EXCERPT TOUR
An Immortal’s Song- Dante’s Circle Book
6
Humans aren’t
as alone as they choose to believe. Every human possesses a trait of
supernatural that lays dormant within their genetic make-up. Centuries of
diluting and breeding have allowed humans to think they are alone and untouched
by magic. But what happens when something changes?
Amara Young has
always been on the outside looking in. She’s the one lightning-struck woman out
of her group who has never felt as if she’s belonged. She lost a year of her
life caring for her dying friend, but now it’s her turn to find out who she is.
Only when the time comes, two men stand in her way—two men who claim her as
theirs.
Tristan Archer,
fae royalty and Conclave member, has waited over nine hundred years for his
fate. And now he has two chances. While one knows his path, the other seems
blind to what they could have. It will take more than a simple risk for Tristan
to finally have what he desires…that is if Amara and Seth can overcome their
own uncertainties.
While the other
two in his life are fighting themselves and their futures, Seth Oceanus knows
exactly what he wants. The younger brother of a Conclave member and relatively
young in his realm, he knows he’ll have to prove himself so others see him for
who he truly is.
As the triad
succumbs to their cravings, they will have to fight more than their
overwhelming feelings in order to survive.
Warning:
Contains an innocent merman, a very talented fae, and a human woman who can
outpace them both.
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EXCERPT:
Sitting in a bar for hours on end wouldn’t help matters, but
Tristan Archer figured he might as well try it out. It may take him far longer
to get drunk than it would if he were human, yet he figured he’d give it a go.
After the hellish few months he’d had, he would try anything at this point.
He ran a hand through his short, auburn hair that tended to look
brown in the bar’s lighting and sighed. He shouldn’t have accepted his friend
Levi’s invitation to dinner and drinks at Dante’s Circle in the human realm. He
should have rejected the offer and gone back to the thousand other things he
had to do within the fae realm and inside the Conclave.
Tristan wasn’t just any fae. He was a nine-hundred-year-old fae
prince with responsibilities that lay heavily on his shoulders. He was also a
Conclave member, where he helped govern every paranormal realm in existence
with another fae member and two others from each race. That was how he’d become
friends with Levi, a wizard and prince in his own right.
So here he was, in Dante’s Circle, a bar owned and named after a
royal blue dragon; the meeting place of seven women and their mates with a
history he couldn’t immediately comprehend.
Of course, it was because one of those women that he’d rather be
in the fae realm instead of the dark bar with oak paneling and photos on the
walls that spoke of generations of memories and connections. He’d been here a
few times in the past, always on the outside of the circle of lightning-struck
woman and their mates, but never fully excluded.
They’d welcomed Tristan into their fold, even if they didn’t
understand why it hurt him so to be that close to what he couldn’t have.
Or maybe they understood all too well. After all, one of their own
was the reason for his confusion, his torture. The object of his desire.
“If you keep glowering at her over in the corner, you’ll end up
scaring her more than she already is,” Seth said from his side.
Tristan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, immediately
regretting the action as soon as he did. The man next to him smelled of the
sea. And hope. His heart ached and his dick filled.
Seth Oceanus was a merman, a friend, and his mate.
His true half.
Or at least one of them.
Not that he or Seth could do anything about it when the other part
of their triad didn’t feel the same way.
About Carrie Ann Ryan:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan
never thought she’d be a writer. Not really. No, she loved math and science and
even went on to graduate school in chemistry. Yes, she read as a kid and
devoured teen fiction and Harry Potter, but it wasn’t until someone handed her
a romance book in her late teens that she realized that there was something out
there just for her. When another author suggested she use the voices in her
head for good and not evil, The Redwood Pack and all her other stories were
born.
Carrie Ann
is a bestselling author of over twenty novels and novellas and has so much more
on her mind (and on her spreadsheets *grins*) that she isn’t planning on giving
up her dream anytime soon.
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Kendall Ryan's Slow & Steady was a really good book. I haven't read much by Ms. Ryan, but I was hooked into Greyson and Finley's story from the beginning and didn't want to put it down. I read the book in one sitting and enjoyed every minute of it. Finley was so strong and at times stubborn. Greyson was an alpha male who made me fall for him. I loved his interactions with both Finley and her daughter. This was a good story and I give it a solid 4 stars. 
It was nine o’clock on a Saturday night and I was totally out of my fucking element. A bottle of red wine tucked under one arm. A bouquet of wild flowers in the other. A condom tucked into my wallet, just in case. I was in foreign territory, and my entire body knew it – tense shoulders, my heart beating like a drum, and arousal barely contained beneath the surface.
Finley was standing at the doorway, watching me with a confused expression.
She looked gorgeous, makeup free, pink-painted toes, hair mussed and loose. Little cotton pajama shorts and a tank top that hugged her lush breasts.
“Maple’s not here.” She said the words, but she knew as well as I did I wasn’t here for Maple.
“I know that.” My voice was sure and confident.
“Then why are you … oh.” Finley shifted her weight, her eyes dropping from mine as she saw the wine and flowers. She could read it all, plain as day. I knew she could see my intentions, my uncertainty, and underneath it all, my desire. Maybe it was the desire to fix everything I’d broken, or maybe it was just my desire for her as a man desires a woman.
Normally when I felt that primal urge for sex, I headed to West’s bar. I’d pick out a woman for the night. Share a few drinks with her, a few laughs. Later, we’d head back to my place and fuck until dawn. And that was it. I’d be set for a few months.
This … with the courting and the nerves … it was nothing like my standard operating procedure.
I’d never felt so stripped bare and vulnerable. Never put myself out there so completely with a woman before. But then again, Finley was unlike any woman I'd ever met.
And she was still just standing there. “Can I come inside?” I asked, heart in my throat.
She didn't say anything. But she opened the door wider.
With Nolan’s words ringing in my ears, I stepped over the threshold, sure that whatever happened tonight had the power to heal us both.
Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.