Buy it here.
Dark Faerie Tales said ~
I really enjoyed this book, it was pure paranormal romance, with a little bit of mystery thrown in. I just have to say that as for the usual, I haven’t read this series. I don’t know if this picks up from the last book, but considering I wasn’t horribly lost, I am going to go with each book focuses on a couple instead of a larger continuing series. Although, I am sure most of these characters would be familiar if you are a fan of the series and not picking up book 7 like I did. I did laugh a little bit, I mean Abbey doesn’t know Nick is a vampire, despite being raised by them, I thought that aspect was crazy. However, overall I really like the cure, and the fact that this book had witches, werewolves and vampires!
Publishers Weekly said:
“The enjoyable seventh book in Ashley’s Children of the Night series (after Night’s Promise) once again demonstrates her impressive talent for steady plotting, distinctive characters, and clever, inventive stories. A car accident ends the anticipated first date between 26-year-old Abbey Marie Cordova, the only human in her family who has not yet accepted the “Dark Gift” of vampirism, and Nick Desanto, a 2,000-year-old vampire seeking to regain his humanity. This unexpected event sets an unconventional courtship in motion. Abbey flees to her family farm; Nick, using his preternatural powers to pursue and stalk her, is caught by her father, who raises questions about his intentions. As Nick courts the alluring Abbey in an old-fashioned way, dangerous complications swirl in the background. To keep Abbey safe, Nick whisks her off to Transylvania, where he hopes to acquire a brew that will restore his humanity. The mix of romance and pulse-pounding vampire adventures makes for a fun and thrilling read from beginning to end.” Publishers Weekly.
Little Shop of Readers said:
Although this was the first book I had read in this series, I was quickly captivated by the writing style of Ms. Ashley and her characters. The book would make a great afternoon read and can be read as a standalone. The story is fast paced with twists and turns along with a spice of humor.
Abbey Marie Cordova is a human among vampires and she is not yet ready to choose the “Dark Gift” although this might change, since meeting Niccola Desanto, a centuries old vampire. Abbey and Nick’s love for each other is intense. His past relationship with Abbey’s Godmother, Mara is a thorn that Abbey and Mara’s husband are not sure they are ready to face. Plus there are vampire hunters aplenty. Along with two laughable vampires, Edna and Pearl, that like mixing portions and checking out the men.
Is Abbey ready to choose being a vampire or will she choose growing old and leaving Nick when she dies? Will Nick find the “cure” for vampirism? With all these things and more, it is a book you will not want to put down until the end. The secondary story lines keep you entertained along with the intrigue, romance and laughter. I highly recommend to those who enjoy the paranormal genre.
Miranda Owen at Fresh Fiction said:
NIGHT'S SURRENDER is Book 7 in Amanda Ashley's Children of the Night series. I think readers new to the series should at least read NIGHT'S PLEASURE first, since that book is about the vampire "parents" of the heroine in NIGHT'S SURRENDER.
As a fan of this series, as well as other vampire books by Amanda Ashley, I enjoyed seeing characters from previous books pop up in NIGHT'S SURRENDER. These other familiar characters never detracted from the romance between Abbey and Nick.
Many of the books in the Children of the Nightseries involve a human woman meeting and falling in love with a vampire man. However, I like the interesting twist Amanda Ashley gives this story.
In NIGHT'S SURRENDER, Abbey is a human woman who was raised by, and around, vampires. In addition to the love story between Abbey and Nick, NIGHT'S SURRENDER revisits two other couples from previous books -- Savannah and Rane, and Mara and Logan. I like how Amanda Ashley tells the story of a new couple finding their way together, while comparing it to other mature relationships and the choices that those vampire couples have made. These other romances don't distract from the primary romance, but help define it and give context for the world Abbey and Nick live in.
The danger provided by vampire hunters adds another layer of excitement to NIGHT'S SURRENDER, and help unify the good guys. In spite of being an ancient vampire, I like the sensitivity Nick shows and his willingness to sacrifice for Abbey. His caring and consideration of Abbey's needs make Nick one of my favorite of Amanda Ashley's vampire heroes. There is eroticism and steaminess in NIGHT'S SURRENDER, but it's tempered by an old world sense of tradition. This contemporary gothic element separates an Amanda Ashley vampire romance from a lot of other paranormal romances currently available.
NIGHT'S SURRENDER is a tale of vampire devotion and love at first sight. Characters and storylines from previous books are brought full circle in NIGHT'S SURRENDER. I love the teamwork and chemistry between Nick and Abbey. The action and subplots never take away from the romance. I look forward to the next book by Amanda Ashley.
Annetta Sweetko said ~
I loved NIGHT'S SURRENDER as author Amanda Ashley takes us through the complex emotions of the vampires who have lived hundreds of years, having done everything and anything they want or feel. Then she adds the surprise of something new -- a love that wakes up a dead heart -- and away this story goes. Nick struggles with his inhumanity and his desire to be with Abbey and grow old together. That, of course, is what adds the touches of fear to Abbey too, for she will grow old and gray, and he will stay as he is. But that is dealt with in a couple of surprise twists to this complex storyline. Have no fear. At the end of it all, there is a happily ever after for all parties involved, including the adorable Edna and Pearl.
NIGHT'S SURRENDER is book seven of Ms. Ashley's Children of the Night series. I love books that include past characters and this one includes a number of series heroes and heroines that round out this book very nicely. If you are looking for a book that will make your heart race as you watch a couple fall in love, fight off hunters and evil vampires who endanger their lives and loves, then NIGHT'S SURRENDER is just what you are looking for.
RT Book Reviews said ~
“Latest in the Children of the Night Series, Night’s Surrender follows the familiar formula of vampire meeting human who is destined to be his for a lifetime. Ashley knows how to serve up a sexy vampire love story that paranormal fans are bound to enjoy.”
Reader Steven Foley said:
Yet another exciting read from my friend Amanda Ashley. I am always honored when she asks if I'd like to review one of her upcoming novels.
Mandy never fails to amaze me in the newest item in her literary collections. Night's Surrender surpassed all of its predecessors. The story was fast paced, gritty, intriguing, and every character had it's own story within the main story-line. It read like a family reunion of a vampire lineage.
Abbey's story was captivating, in that she was born human within a family of vampires. I thoroughly enjoyed the witty rhetoric, the pop culture references, and seeing the ways that Mandy has incorporated her own interests within the story without taking anything away from it.
Night Owl Reviews said:
Abbey Marie Cordova life is extraordinary. She is human being with wonderful and supportive vampire parents. She grew up aware of the vampire community, but Abbey feels left out or not quite belonging. She has some doubts about if or when to accept the dark gift (being reborn a vampire).
Abbey and Nick are on a collision course. She literally walks right into him. Some woman have all the luck! Will this chance encounter change both of their lives?
Abbey has lost her zing for acting. She needs to make a change as something is missing from her life. Will she find what she is looking for?
Nick is a two thousand year old vampire who is stalking Abbey. She makes a difference in his life. Life before her had no meaning. He didn't know if he could move on or find a cure to be human again or what. Will he find what he's looking for or more?
Gabrielle Lee at Fresh Ciction said:
What would it be like to be born into the world of vampires? Abbey knows all to well the answer to this question. As much as her parents love and support her, Abbey never felt as if she was the right fit with her being human in a family of vampires. Does she want to cross over to the other side, or does she stay human is one of the many questions that plague Abbey. New questions arise when a vampire named Nick enters the picture. NIGHT'S SURRENDER gives us Nick and Abbey's story. The only man who can make Abbey feel is not a man at all, but a vampire. Can she find a way to a happy ever after with a vampire? Now Abbey finds that she wants to know more about the vampire life, not just what she needed to know to survive amongst them.
NIGHT'S SURRENDER has a different twist than I am used to. This is the first book I have read that has a human born to vampires. I enjoyed my visit to this world because Abbey's story is an intriguing one. Stay human or turn vampire? Which one to pick? Nick and Abbey make a nice couple and their story moves at a good pace. I was pulled in right from the start.
Abbey and Nick have an instant attraction, and they must make some hard decisions about that attraction and about being vampires. Love and emotions play a big part in their choices. Once again I was glad to find myself back in the world of the Children of the Night series.
Previous books in the Children of the Night Series
Nick has spent hundreds of years on his own, and the decadent pleasures of the world have lost their appeal. Rumor has it the vampire who made him has regained her humanity—the temptation to find her and demand to know the secret is overwhelming. But one glance at innocently alluring Abbey changes everything. Drawn to her with dangerous, consuming passion, Nick will need more than a lifetime to love her…
My editor said: Abbey is a wonderful heroine, such an interesting contrast to Nick’s former lover. That was a great conflict you set up. I particularly enjoyed Edna and Pearl, who provided such fun humorous scenes to mix in with the darker, more dramatic vampire moments. Nick is the perfect vampire hero.
Abbey Marie Cordova stood on the balcony of her small New York apartment. Gazing at the bright lights of Broadway, she admitted what she had suspected for some time - she wasn’t cut out to be an actress, great or otherwise. All those acting classes had been a waste of time and money. She just didn’t have the necessary drive or the ruthless ambition to claw her way to the top, nor was she willing to surrender her morals for a bit part in a movie.
She could have asked Uncle Logan to grease the way for her. He had produced a dozen hit movies, even won an Oscar. He wielded a lot of influence with several major Hollywood producers and directors. But she didn’t want any favors, not from her family or from anyone else.
Standing there, she knew giving up her childhood dream was the right decision. She had heard too many horror stories of talented young actresses who had made it to the big time, then slid down the slippery slope of fame and fortune into drug addiction, or worse. She had seen their photos splashed across the nightly news, read their obituaries.
Twenty-six years old, Abbey thought with a sigh, and what did she have to show for her years of study? Nothing. No career. No job. No special someone in her life.
Truth be told, she had been feeling blue ever since attending Derek’s wedding last month. The whole family had been there – the DeLongpres, the Blackwoods, the Cordovas - all of them looking blissfully happy and deeply in love.
All of them vampires.
Until the wedding, Abbey hadn’t been home for three or four years and it had been a bit of a shock, seeing her parents and the others and realizing that she now looked the same age as her father; in time, she would look older than her mother.
At the reception, her father had taken her aside and asked, without actually saying the words, if she had given any thought to becoming a vampire.
As a teenager, Abbey hadn’t thought much about accepting the Dark Gift. After all, she was young and healthy. She had plenty of time to decide if she wanted to be a vampire. But she wasn’t a young girl any longer. She aged with every passing day. Did she want to wait until she was in her 30’s? Her 40’s? Her 50’s? She suppressed a shudder. Who wanted to look old forever? Of course, she didn’t have to get a day older. Her mother or father would gladly bestow the Dark Gift on her. The whole family took it for granted that Abbey would eventually become one of them. The only thing was, she wasn’t certain it was what she wanted.
Going into the bathroom, she studied her reflection in the mirror. Her skin was still taut and smooth and clear. Her hair, the color of dark chocolate, fell past her shoulders in thick waves. She ran her hands over her breasts and down her hips. Her figure was still firm, but for how long?
Frowning, she switched off the light, her steps heavy as she went into the bedroom. After changing into her favorite sleep shirt, she crawled into bed. But sleep wouldn’t come. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her hair thinning and turning gray, her skin growing wrinkled and spotted, her energy waning, until, in the end…
She bolted upright, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She told herself people weren’t meant to live forever, that growing old and passing on was the natural order of things. The way life was meant to be.
Unless you were a vampire….
He had been a vampire for over two thousand years. As such, he was one of the oldest of his kind. Only Mara, the so-called Queen of the Vampires, had survived longer.
For centuries, he had searched for her, but to no avail. He had to admire her skill at eluding detection, whether by hunters or from those of her own kind.
She was a legend among the Nosferatu – fearless, stronger, more powerful and more cunning than any of them. It was rumored that she had regained her humanity, that she had given birth to a child, but he had dismissed both possibilities out of hand. Such things were impossible, even for the Queen of the Vampires. No doubt she had spread the rumors herself, knowing it would only add to her mystique.
But he couldn’t ignore the niggling voice in the back of his mind that wondered if it could be true.
He stared at the goblet in his hand, at the thick red liquid it held. What would it be like to be able to consume something besides blood after so many centuries? To sample the various foods and drinks he saw advertised on TV and in magazines? To eat something that required chewing? He often sat in restaurants, sipping a glass of wine, watching men and women as they ate, envious of the culinary pleasure he read on their faces. Just once, he thought, just once he would like to bite into a thick, juicy steak.
Mara was the answer. If she had truly found a way to regain her humanity – no matter how briefly – he wanted to know how she had accomplished it.
And if it was impossible, what then?
He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He had lived as a vampire long enough. He was ready to die, but as one of the Nosferatu, his options were not pretty. He could let a hunter stake him or take his head. Or he could walk out into the light of a new day. As old as he was, he wasn’t sure it would even be fatal. He could always set himself on fire…Grimacing, he quickly discarded that alternative.
Better to become human again if at all possible, and spend his final years as a mortal before he breathed his last.
He sipped his drink. It all came back to Mara. She was the answer. If she couldn’t restore his humanity, then she could grant him a quick, painless death.
She owed him that much.
And a helluva lot more.
Tossing the want ads onto the kitchen table, Abbey blew a stray wisp of hair from her brow. Her father had advised her to take some computer classes in high school and, once again, his advice had been spot on. Too bad she hadn’t listened. These days, it seemed every job required at least some degree of computer savvy, and she was woefully lacking. All her friends were into the latest social media, but she had never gotten the hang of finding her way in the digital world.
With a sigh of resignation, she phoned for a cab. Her father had offered to buy her a car, but she had no real need for one. Most of the places she had to go were within walking distance of her apartment.
Even after all the years she had lived in New York, the sights and sounds of the city filled Abbey with excitement. After paying the cab driver, she stepped out of the car and quickly became part of the crowd. These days, most stores were open 24/7, so whether it was day or night, the streets were swamped with cars, the sidewalks packed with people who were always in a hurry – rushing to get to work or eager to go home, dashing off to see a movie, a Broadway show, a free concert in the park.
Hitching her handbag over her shoulder, Abbey stared at the gleaming glass-fronted façade of the computer store. Her knowledge of digital devices started and ended with her iPodz, which was nothing like the current high-tech phones, iPads, and computers. She could find music, text, and read the latest news on her iPod, anything else was beyond her.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped into a world that was totally unfamiliar to her.
A quick glance around showed that computers came in all types and sizes – small towers with enormous screens, monitors that didn’t need a tower, wireless laptops, and devices that were no bigger than a cell phone.
You could buy a keyboard if you were old-school, but newer computer models responded to voice commands. She had heard that, in another year or so, those would be obsolete and man and computer would communicate with thought waves.
Shelf after shelf held nothing but computers, monitors, keyboards, software programs and gadgets, and stacks of technical manuals. It looked like geek heaven, she mused. All around her, people chatted enthusiastically about the latest software, the newest addition to this or that. They might as well have been speaking a foreign language, because Abbey didn’t understand a word they were saying.
With a shake of her head, she turned and headed for the exit. Maybe she could get a job in Beverly Hills as a house sitter or a dog walker. Cash only. She wouldn’t need any computer skills for that! She could stay in Hollywood with Mara and Logan until she found a place of her own.
Lost in thought, Abbey didn’t see the man coming through the door until she slammed into him. It was like crashing into a mountain.
“Whoa, girl,” he exclaimed. “Are you on your way to a fire?”
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t…” Abbey glanced up - and up. He was a tall mountain. Blinking up at him, she took a step back. She was used to handsome men, but this guy…
He looked like the GQ Hunk of the Month with his long black hair, broad shoulders, trim waist, and vibrant blue eyes.
He reached out a hand to steady her. “Are you all right?”
“What? Yes. No. I mean, of course.”
He grinned, sending her temperature rising and her pulse racing. It was disconcerting, the effect he had on her. She had met a lot of good-looking men. None of them had made her feel like throwing herself into his arms.
“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. “There’s a club just down the street. Dante’s. Do you know it?”
“Yes.” She knew it all too well. Dante’s catered mainly to out-of-work musicians and down-on-their-luck actors and screenwriters.
It was a tempting offer – sharing a drink with an incredibly handsome man. But gorgeous or not, he was a stranger.
He cocked his head to the side. “Is there a problem?”
“No.” What could go wrong? Dante’s was just two blocks down, the sidewalks were crowded with people. She had a .22 semi-automatic in her purse - a going away gift from her father. Smiling up at Nick, she said, “Lead the way.”
He took her hand as they threaded their way down the street to the club. The touch of his fingers twining with hers made her heart race and her toes curl with pleasure.
Inside, he guided her to a small table in the back, held her chair as she sat down. “I’m Nick.”
His voice, deep and whiskey-rough, moved over her like a caress. “Abbey.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Abbey.”
“Even though I almost knocked you down?”
A laugh rumbled deep in his throat. “I don’t think I was in any real danger from a little thing like you.”
She would have been offended if any other man had called her a ‘little thing’, but the way he said it, the admiration in his dark blue eyes, made it sound like high praise.
Their waitress arrived then. Abbey ordered a strawberry daiquiri, Nick ordered a glass of Pinot Noir.
When the waitress left to turn in their order, Nick leaned forward, his forearms crossed on the table, his gaze intent upon Abbey’s face. “Tell me about yourself.”
“There’s not much to tell. I wasted the last five years trying to be something I’m not cut out for.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I thought I wanted to be an actress, but I recently came to the realization that I just don’t have what it takes.” She shrugged, thinking how good it felt to finally admit it out loud. “I guess I just don’t want it bad enough to make the tough choices.”
He nodded. “So, what are you going to do now?”
“I’m not sure. Go back home, I guess.”
“Northern California. My parents have a ranch there. But enough about me. What about you? What do you do?”
“Nothing much. You might say I’m footloose and fancy free. No job. No family. No prospects.”
Abbey bit down on her lower lip, uncertain how to reply. Was he recovering from some horrible tragedy? An entrepreneur down on his luck? Or just some incredibly handsome drifter with no goals and no ambition?
She was still trying to think of a suitable response when the waitress arrived with their drinks. Nick smiled at the woman, tossed twenty-five dollars on the tray, and told her to keep the change.
He might be a drifter, Abbey thought, but he didn’t appear to be strapped for cash.
“What were you looking for in the computer store?” he asked
“Nothing, really. I was thinking about getting a job and thought I should try to get up-to-date on the latest technology, but…” She smiled self-consciously. “I have no talent in that area, either. It’s all Greek to me. I have trouble remembering to charge my cell phone. The new computers…” She shook her head.
He laughed softly. “Maybe I can help with that. I know a bit about computers and software.”
“I was a computer programmer in another life.”
“Really?” She would never have pegged him as a computer nerd. “Well, I’d appreciate any help you could give me. Of course, I’ll have to buy a new computer first. I’m afraid mine is woefully archaic and past repair.”
“Well, when you’re ready to make the plunge, just let me know.”
Abbey sipped her drink. Who was this man, really? He looked to be in his mid-thirties, yet there was something about him that made her think he was older. Perhaps it was his eyes – they seemed world-weary, and wise beyond his years.
The silence between them made her uncomfortable. She was scrambling for something witty to say when someone brought the juke box to life.
Nick set his glass aside. “Care to dance?”
Abbey’s heartbeat kicked up a notch at the thought of being in his arms. She nodded, her throat suddenly dry as he took her by the hand and led her onto the tiny dance floor.
He drew her into his arms, holding her far closer than was proper between strangers. His arm around her waist was solid – protective, not imprisoning. His thighs brushed hers, his breath was warm when it caressed her cheek.
She looked up and his gaze met hers – intense and deep blue. For a moment, she imagined him probing her mind, uncovering her deepest secrets. For a moment, she imagined she could read his thoughts in return, imagined that he was alone and lonely, that only she could ease his pain.
Blinking rapidly, she looked away, and now she was acutely aware of his body pressed so close to hers, of how intimately he held her. Only a breath apart, she mused. And it was too far. His hand lightly stroked her back, up and down, and she sighed with the sheer pleasure of his touch, of being in his arms. She felt warm and achy in the deepest part of her being and she wished suddenly that they were alone in her apartment. In her bed…
Blushing furiously, she glanced up at him, grateful that he couldn’t read her mind.
He smiled at her, his arm tightening around her waist as the music ended and they returned to their table. “If I asked you out, what would you say?”
“Ask me and see.” She had intended for her reply to be saucy and flirtatious; instead, it emerged as a husky whisper. What was there about this man that she found so irresistible? It was more than his devastating good looks, more than the rich timbre of his voice. Something primal within him called to something wild and untouched within the deepest part of her being in ways she recognized but didn’t understand. She was meant to be his, she thought, as he was meant to be hers.
“Would you go out with me tomorrow night, Abbey Marie?”
“I’d love to.”
“Pick you up at eight?”
Nodding, she pulled one of her business cards from her wallet and handed it to him. His fingers brushed hers as he took the card.
“Eight,” she said breathlessly.
It wasn’t until Nick had put her in a cab and she was on her way home that Abbey stopped to wonder how he knew her middle name.