The Gathering by L.A. Fiore

4.5

Our Recommendation

I am normally not a paranormal romance reader, but I never hesitate to 1-click when it comes to L.A. Fiore. The dark looking cover and brief synopsis were enough to pull me in and I was very impressed. It is a darker fairy tale of sorts, filled with a plethora of fantasy creatures, imaginative characters and unconventional love. Ivy was a superbly crafted female lead and I loved her and Bain's chemistry and dynamic. The story is very intricate, and the world is fascinating. It walks the paranormal/thriller line but in such a flawless way. Go into this blind, you will be pleasantly surprised!

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About This Book

Heat Rating

Molten

Genre

Paranormal, Suspense

Series

Part-of-a-Series

About Our Heat Ratings

NULCEAR

The hottest of the hot! Examples: BDSM, kink, dub-con

MOLTEN

Super hot; for adults only. Most modern romance falls in this heat level.

FIRE

A little bit of heat and not overly descriptive; usually fade-to-black.

FEVERISH

Light romance and fade-to-black. Example: Young Adult

Publisher Synopsis

via Amazon

Words like unnatural and impure started the whispers.

From the very beginning, Ivy Blackwood was different. She was only a child when she was accused of setting the fire, one she passively watched engulf the small house she had called home. Her fingertips burned and her hair singed. Some who watched her crossed themselves, convinced she was soulless for she showed no emotion at all. Calm and dispassionate, even when the screaming started that quickly turned to bellows of agony before dying into nothing but the roaring of the fire.

She was locked away where she couldn’t bring harm to herself or others. To all involved, they had protected the world from a monster, but sometimes things are not what they seem.

Due to language and adult situations, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

ASIN: B07J4672GP

Hot Quotes

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"Spread them for me," he encouraged, her legs responding before her brain caught the command. He dragged the lace down her legs. His thumb continued its assault on her clit as his fingers wandered before sinking into her. She gasped at the pain, but the pleasure that followed had her eyes closing and her hips shifting into his touch.

I love him, will always love him, and I will carry the memory of him with me, a beautiful reminder of what I never knew existed and will spend eternity missing.