Taken By Midnight: A Midnight Breed Novel by Lara AdrianTaken By Midnight: A Midnight Breed Novel by Lara Adrian

Taken By Midnight: A Midnight Breed Novel

byLara Adrian

Mass Market Paperback | September 28, 2010

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In the frozen Alaskan wilderness, former state trooper Jenna Darrow survives an unspeakable breach of body and soul. But with her narrow escape comes an even greater challenge. For strange changes are taking place within her, as she struggles to understand—and control—a new hunger. To do so, she will seek shelter in the Boston compound of the Order, an ancient race of vampire warriors whose very existence is shrouded in mystery. Perhaps the most mysterious of them all is Brock, a brooding, dark-eyed alpha male whose hands hold the power to comfort, heal . . . and arouse.

As she recovers under Brock’s care, Jenna finds herself drawn to the Order’s mission: to stop a ruthless enemy and its army of assassins from subjecting Earth to a reign of terror. Yet in spite of their resolve, a purely physical relationship without strings soon binds Brock and Jenna together with a desire fiercer than life and stronger than death itself—until a secret from Brock’s past and Jenna’s own mortality challenges their forbidden love to the ultimate trial by fire.
Lara Adrian is the New York Times bestselling author of the Midnight Breed series, including the novels Kiss of Midnight, Kiss of Crimson, Midnight Awakening, Midnight Rising, Veil of Midnight, Ashes of Midnight, Shades of Midnight, Taken by Midnight, Deeper than Midnight, Darker After Midnight, Edge of Dawn, Crave the Night, and the e...
Title:Taken By Midnight: A Midnight Breed NovelFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:400 pages, 6.86 × 4.17 × 1.09 inPublished:September 28, 2010Publisher:Random House Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0440245273

ISBN - 13:9780440245278


Rated 4 out of 5 by from Taken By Midnight I really like this series and its gets better with every book.
Date published: 2017-11-11
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Taken By Midnight I really like this series and its gets better with every book.
Date published: 2017-11-10
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Taken By Midnight There are a lot of similarities between this series and Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J. R. Ward. I absolutely love BDB but this wasn't as good but its not totally bad as well.
Date published: 2017-04-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from loved Good storyline, loved the characters. #plumreview
Date published: 2017-02-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from good Not my favorite of the series. It was a little weird and some of the story and was brought in to it didn't compleetly make sence to me. I did enjoy it though it was long in some places.
Date published: 2017-01-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Taken By Midnight I absolutely loved this book. Brock and Jenna are magical together.
Date published: 2014-04-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from It's too good...!!! I don't ever want these series to end.
Date published: 2014-02-26
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Not so "taken" by this installment I'm giving this book 3/5 stars overall, and 3.5/5 for the last third of the book. While this booked picked up right where book Shades of Midnight ended, I really couldn't get into it. Jenna really irked me. She seemed totally ungrateful and continuously put herself in peril ... cue the rescue sequence starring Brock. Again, Brock was another member of the Order that we didn't really know much about until this book. But with very little back-story, and this book largely being about Jenna and her pity-party, it was hard to be terribly "taken" by him either. The last third of the book redeemed the read for me a bit. No real teaser at the end to prompt me on to book 9 but I'm working my way there anyway!
Date published: 2013-03-11
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great book Taken by Midnight is the 8th book in the amazing Midnight Breed series. This book takes place right after the ending of the previous book. (Spoiler for previous book). Last book the Ancient put something into Alex's friend Jenna and she started talking the language of the ancients when she was not comatose. This book follows Brock and Jenna. I wasn't all that interested in reading about Brock because he was never a interesting character. He was always just "there" in the background. Anyways, he feels an instant connection to Jenna and uses his ability to absorb pain to help her. The Order takes Jenna to their compound because they want to investigate what is going on with this human female. She is a different heroine because she is human and we have no clue what is happening with her. It's actually very frightening to think about what might be in her and what her future looks like. Everyone soon discovers that Jenna is changing and no one knows what will happen to her. While trying to cope with how much her life has changed, Jenna feels a strange connection and attraction to Brock. Jenna is a widow and lost her husband and daughter 4 years ago to a car accident. She is very weary of falling in love again and to fall for a vampire is even harder to imagine. This story was great. I was glued from page one until the end. It wasn't the usual love story that these books have been about. This book has so many mysteries and unanswered questions. The series seems to be going into another direction which is fantastic. This book ended but the story will continue, no doubt for a few books. I was not interested in this book before I read it and I that God that I opened the first page. This book was one of the most important and story changing in awhile. Fantastic!
Date published: 2011-01-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Love it I love this series. My first was Tegan and then I read Dante and Lucan. I love all the stories but I would have to say that so far Rio was my favourite. I have been waiting since Tegan story to find out about Chase- Im always eager to find out little things about him in the other stories. And it kills me that Hunter gets his story first but I guess Lara Adrian is saving the best for last. Brock and Jenna's story was really great, I loved the mix...sooo hot. And i must admit, that the little hint of Hunter's character makes me very interested in his story. I would recommend this series to anyone, though i will admit that the repetition of their history in every book becomes boring and I skip over those parts.
Date published: 2010-12-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Keeps the Story Going Taken by Midnight by Lara Adrian is the 8th book in her Midnight Breed series. Yes, this is a series about vampires, but it’s very unique. The vampires (or Breed as they prefer to be called) that exist in these books are descendants of an alien race that landed on Earth many many years ago. Okay, it may sound strange, but believe me when I say it’s pretty cool. There is ongoing story line about a Breed male named Dragos and his intent on being the most powerful of all the vampires. He wants to breed his own strong vampires and kill all of the existing strong vampires. This story line is the glue that sticks all of these books together. It’s very interesting to see how the Order (the Breed’s warriors) follows clues to Dragos’ whereabouts and figure out his plans and how in each book, a little bit of Draogs’ operation is taken down, with the ultimate goal of taking Dragos too. Even though each book focuses on the one plot line, there is always a second, slightly happier plot line. A romantic one, where two people meet and fall in love. *Aww…* This time around we see how Brock falls in love with Jenna. Brock is a warrior with the Order. He’s the strong and silent one. We really don’t learn too much about him in previous books. We only know that his special gift (the gift that is passed on from mother to Breed male) is that he can take away a person’s pain by touching them. We also know that he feels very protective of Jenna after the ordeal she suffered in “Shades of Midnight”, the last installment. Actually, even after this book, we don’t know too much about him. We know he is strong of character and very loyal. And he’s been staying away from love – actually, he says he’s “allergic” to relationships — but he just can’t stay away from Jenna. The real clincher here is that Jenna is Human! Jenna went through hell in the previous book. She’s left vulnerable, alone and scared. But she’s strong. She won’t let all this beat her. Her ordeal also left her with a little added “bonus”. I won’t get into it as not to spoil things, but I’m just gonna say Ew! She has a lot of changes to deal with and Brock is really helping her along. He’s a relative stranger but he becomes her rock. The love story wasn’t really passionate and all animal this time around. I found it was just sweet. Two very lonely people who carry a very heavy ‘blame burden’ who find each other and make each other happy. I really liked the twist where Jenna is a human instead of a Breedmate. A Breedmate is a woman who is born with the special gene that enables her to mate and bond with a Breed vampire. You can tell who is a Breedmate by the little birthmark she possesses. In the previous books, either these women knew what they were or they didn’t and they were thrust into the Breed’s world (pardon the pun…tee hee) Once mated, Breedmates can live indefinitely alongside their other halves. But Jenna being human…how would that all pan out? I mean, Brock and Jenna need a HEA since this is a romance novel. How would Lara pull this off? I like how it all worked out. And I actually like that we don’t have all the answers as far as Jenna is concerned. I really hope we are not left hanging and that we find out more about her in the next books. Book 9 will be titled “Deeper than Midnight” and it will be Hunter’s book. I can’t wait for this one. A Breed male born and bred to be an assassin now fighting on the ‘right’ side, never knowing affection or love. It has all the makings of a really sweet and tender love story. It’s due to hit stores June 28th 2011. (I know, June…*sigh*) I found “Taken by Midnight” to be a good continuation to the overall Midnight Breed story. I especially liked how the women were given a bigger story line this time around, because those Breedmates are more than just play things. They are strong and smart women that take care of business as much as their male counterparts.
Date published: 2010-10-26
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Another Hot Breed! Like all the Breed series, I enjoyed this book. Lots of action, another sexy breed - Brock - and a strong herione - Jenna. Although I really enjoyed the story I was a little disappointed at how things ended. **** little spoiler ***** I would have like to learn more about Jenna's situation with her body, and the bond with her and Brock. Still a good book and can't wait for the next one!
Date published: 2010-10-06
Rated 4 out of 5 by from My favourite Breed book so far! This series has never been one of my favourites. Maybe because it was the first series i read after BDB last year and compared the two too much, or maybe because it just didn't do it for me since i never really felt attached to the characters and the stories. Suffice to say, after Veil of Midnight which i read in April of 2009 and can barely remember, I took a break from the series. Fast forward, to early September 2010, I was trying to figure out what to read next and finally decided to read Reichen's book which had been lying around on my shelves collecting dust for a long time. I liked it, just enough to decide to read the following book: Shades of Midnight. In Shades of Midnight I finally began to really get into the story, and the characters. So when Taken By Midnight came out on Tuesday, I was actually pretty excited, although I do have to give Shades of Midnight a lot of credit for setting up this book so well. While we had already been introduced to Brock, the male lead in Taken, Shades introduced us to the lead female of Taken, Jenna, which I personally always appreciate. For me, introducing a new character prior to the books about them specifically, has always been something I prefer as their storyline feels less rushed. It's bad enough that most para-roms see the main couple profess their love for one another in record time, that when we have at least met the characters before their book, I simply seem to enjoy the book that much more. Jenna's character was also quite different from the standard female leads of this series. And to be quite frank, I liked what was happening to her and who she was becoming. While I'd like to elaborate, I fear I may spoil things for you, so I will refrain from saying anything and just say she was a refreshing change of pace for the "mate" characters of this series. On the flipside, Brock is Brock. He's written as this gorgeous, sexy, black man who knows how to bring a smile to any lady's face. I actually like how Adrian has given him a sense of humour. While I love my tortured, dark, brooding characters in these type of books, every once and a while I need one that's a little more laidback and who has the ability to crack a joke. Of course Brock has a past that isn't so light and fluffy, but its not even close to as dark as Adrian's upcoming book subjects: Hunter and Chase. I'm not going to lie though, having read the last and now this book, I'm rather excited for Hunter and Chase's stories. Those two most definitely fall in the mysterious, tortured, dark, brooding type category. Anyways, as we continue to learn about Brock and Jenna, we also learn more about Dragos and his quest for world domination (let's face it, he's not limited to controlling Breed anymore). While I felt this storyline fell a little on the light side of things in this book, there were still some great action sequences, and some big developments. While you'd think Brock is the big player in these particular moments, Jenna is actually the key character for the more crucial of them. Oh ya, she's awesome!! Actually all the ladies are awesome in this one. Adrian does a good job of involving the breedmates in the action. As usual when knee deep in a series, the details need to be kept at a minimum, therefore this is as much as I'm going to tell you so that I don't spoil anything. Overall, for the first time, I can say I really enjoyed a Breed book. It's still not one my favourite series' and has not cracked my top five but it's much higher on my overall list in para-rom, and if Adrian keeps delivering books like these, I'll keep on reading them. Hunter's book is next, and I really can't wait. I loved the few scenes he was in, and naturally they only made you want more. Like usual, now I wait... Enjoy!
Date published: 2010-10-04

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Chapter OneLife . . . or death?The words drifted at her through the darkness. Detached syllables. The rough scrape of a flat, airless voice that reached into the heavy drowse of her mind and forced her to come awake, to listen. To make a choice.Life?Or death?She groaned against the cold plank floor beneath her cheek, trying to bar the voice—and the relentless decision it demanded—from her mind. This wasn’t the first time she’d heard these words, this question. Not the first time in the space of some endless hours that she’d peeled one heavy eyelid open in the frigid stillness of her cabin home and found herself looking into the terrible face of a monster. Vampire.“Choose,” the creature whispered thinly, the word drawn out in a slow hiss. He crouched over her where she lay, curled and shivering on the floor near the cold fireplace. His fangs glistened in the moonlight, razor sharp, lethal. The tips of them were still stained with fresh blood—her blood, drawn from the bite he’d made in her throat only moments before.She tried to get up, but couldn’t rouse her weakened muscles to so much as flex in response. She tried to speak, managed only a rasping moan. Her throat felt as dry as ash, her tongue thick and listless in her mouth.Outside, the Alaskan winter roared, bitter and unforgiving, filling her ears. No one to hear her screams, even if she’d tried.This creature could kill her in an instant. She didn’t know why he hadn’t. She didn’t know why he kept pressing her for the answer to a question she had been asking herself nearly every day of her life for the past four years.Ever since the accident that had taken her husband and little girl.How often had she wished she’d been killed along with them on that icy stretch of highway? Everything would have been so much easier, less painful, if she had.She could feel a silent judgment in the unblinking, inhuman eyes that fixed on her in the dark now, searingly bright, pupils as thin as a cat’s. Intricate skin markings tracked all over the creature’s hairless head and immense body. The webbed pattern seemed to pulse with vio- lent color as he watched her. Silence lengthened while he patiently examined her as he might an insect trapped inside a glass jar.When he spoke again, this time his lips did not move. The words penetrated her skull like smoke and sank deeply into her mind.The decision is yours, human. Tell me what it will be: life, or death?She turned her head away and closed her eyes, refusing to look at the creature. Refusing to be part of the private, unspoken game he seemed to be playing with her. A predator toying with his prey, watching it squirm while he decided whether to spare it or not.How it shall end depends on you. You will decide.“Go to hell,” she slurred, her voice thick and rusty.Iron-strong fingers clamped onto her chin and wrenched her around to face him once more. The creature cocked his head, those catlike amber eyes emotionless as he drew in a rasping breath, then spoke through his bloodstained lips and fangs.“Choose the course. There isn’t much time now.”There was no impatience in the voice that growled so near her face, only a flat indifference. An apathy that seemed to say he truly didn’t care one way or the other what answer she gave him.Rage boiled up inside her. She wanted to tell him to fuck off, to kill her and get it over with, if that’s what he meant to do. He wasn’t going to make her beg, damn it. Defiance churned in her gut, pushing anger up her parched throat and onto the very tip of her tongue.But the words wouldn’t come.She couldn’t ask him for death. Not even when death might be the only escape from the terror that held her now. The only escape from the pain of having lost the two people she’d loved the most and the seemingly pointless existence that was all she had left since they’d been gone.He released her from his hard grasp and watched with maddening calm as she sagged back down to the floor. Time stretched, impossibly long. She struggled to summon her voice, to speak the word that would either free her or condemn her. Crouched near her still, he rocked back on his heels and cocked his head in silent consideration.Then, to her horror and confusion, he extended his left arm and sliced one talonlike fingernail deep into the flesh above his wrist. Blood spilled from the wound, dripping wetly, scarlet raindrops falling to the wood planks below him. He thrust his finger into the open cut, digging into the muscle and tendons of his arm.“Oh, Jesus. What are you doing?” Revulsion squeezed her senses. Her instincts clamored with the warning that something awful was about to happen—maybe even more awful than the horror of her captivity with this nightmarish being who’d taken her prisoner hours ago to feed off her blood. “Oh, my God. Please, no. What the hell are you doing?”He didn’t reply. Didn’t even look at her until he’d withdrawn something minuscule from within his flesh and now held it pinched between his bloodied thumb and finger. He blinked slowly, a brief shuttering of his eyes before they pinned her in a hypnotic beam of amber light.“Life or death,” the creature hissed, those ruthless eyes narrowing on her. He leaned toward her, blood still dripping from the self-inflicted wound in his forearm. “You must decide, right now.”No, she thought desperately. No.A rushing surge of fury rolled up from somewhere deep inside her. She couldn’t hold it down. Couldn’t bite back the burst of rage that climbed up her raw throat and exploded out of her mouth in a banshee scream.“No!” She raised her fists and pounded on the hard, inhuman flesh of the creature’s bare shoulders. She thrashed and raged, railing at him with every ounce of strength she could summon, relishing in the pain of impact every time her blows landed on his body. “Damn you, no! Get the hell away from me! Don’t touch me!”She beat her fists against him again, over and over. Still, he crept closer.“Leave me alone, damn it! Get away!”Her knuckles connected with his shoulders and the sides of his skull, blow after blow, even as a heavy darkness began to descend on her. It felt thick around her, a sodden shroud that made her movements sluggish, her thoughts muddled in her mind.Her muscles slackened, refusing to cooperate. Yet still she pounded on the creature, striking slowly, as though she were throwing punches in the middle of a black, tar-filled ocean.“No,” she moaned, eyes closed to the darkness that surrounded her. She kept sinking deeper. Farther and farther into a soundless, weightless, endless void. “No . . . let me go. Damn you . . . let me go . . .”Then, when it seemed as though the darkness that enveloped her might never release her, she felt something cool and moist pressed against her brow. Voices speaking in an indiscernible jumble somewhere over her head.“No,” she murmured. “No. Let me go . . .”Summoning the last shred of strength and will she possessed, she threw another punch at the creature holding her down. Thick muscle absorbed the blow. She latched on to her captor then, grabbing at him, clawing at him. Startled, she felt the crush of soft fabric bunching in her hands. Warm, knit wool. Not the clammy, bare skin of the creature who’d broken into her cabin and held her prisoner.Confusion fired a warning shot in her sluggish mind. “Who . . . no, don’t touch me . . .”“Jenna, can you hear me?” The deep, rolling baritone that sounded so near her face was somehow familiar to her. Oddly soothing.It beckoned to something deep within her, gave her something to grab hold of when she had nothing but fathomless dark sea around her. She moaned, still lost, but feeling a slender thread of hope that she might survive.The low voice she somehow needed desperately to hear came again. “Kade, Alex. Holy shit, she’s coming out of it. I think she’s finally waking up.”She sucked in a hard breath, gasping for air. “Let me go,” she murmured, uncertain she could trust her feelings. Uncertain she could trust anything now. “Oh, God . . . please, no . . . don’t touch me. Don’t—”“Jenna?” Somewhere nearby, a female voice took shape above her. Tender tones, sober concern. A friend. “Jenna, honey, it’s me, Alex. You’re all right now. Do you understand? You’re safe, I promise.”The words registered slowly, bringing with them a sense of relief and comfort. A feeling of peace, despite the chill terror that was still washing through her veins.With effort, she dragged her eyelids open and blinked away the daze that clung like a veil to her senses. Three forms hovered around her, two of them immense, unmistakably male, the other tall and slender, female. Her best friend from Alaska, Alexandra Maguire. “What . . . where am . . .”“Shh,” Alex soothed. “Hush now. It’s all right. You’re somewhere safe. You’re going to be okay now.”Jenna blinked, worked to focus. Slowly, the shapes standing around her bedside became human. Half sitting up, she realized her fists were still full of the wool sweater worn by the larger of the two males. The immense, fierce-looking African American with the skull-trimmed hair and linebacker shoulders, whose deep voice had helped pull her out of the drowning terror of her nightmare.The one she’d been pounding on relentlessly for God knew how long, mistaking him for the hellish creature who’d attacked her in Alaska.“Hey,” he murmured, his broad mouth curving gently. Dark brown, soul-searching eyes held her waking gaze. That warm smile quirked with unspoken acknowledgment as she loosened her death grip on him and settled back onto the bed. “Glad to see you decided to join the land of the living.”Jenna frowned at his light humor, reminded instead of the terrible choice that had been forced on her by her attacker. She exhaled a rasping sigh as she struggled to absorb her new, unfamiliar surroundings. She felt a bit like Dorothy waking up in Kansas after her trip to Oz.Except the Oz in this scenario had been a seemingly endless torment. A horrifying trip to some kind of blood-soaked hell.At least the horror of that ordeal had ended.She glanced at Alex. “Where are we?”Her friend came near and placed the cool, damp cloth to her forehead. “You’re safe, Jenna. Nothing can hurt you in this place.”“Where?” Jenna demanded, feeling an odd panic beginning to rise. Although the bed she lay on was plush beneath her, abundant with fluffy pillows and blankets, she couldn’t help but notice the clinical white walls, the fleet of medical monitors and digital readers assembled all around the room. “What is this, a hospital?”“Not exactly,” Alex replied. “We’re in Boston, at a private facility. It was the safest place for you to be now. The safest place for all of us.”Boston? A private facility? The vague explanation hardly made her feel better. “Where’s Zach? I need to see him. I have to talk to him.”Alex’s expression paled a bit at the mention of Jenna’s brother. She was silent for a long moment. Too long. She looked over her shoulder to the other man standing behind her. He was vaguely familiar to Jenna, with his spiky black hair, penetrating silver eyes, and razor sharp cheekbones. Alex said his name on a quiet whisper. “Kade . . .”“I’ll get Gideon,” he said, offering her a tender caress as he spoke. This man—Kade—was obviously a friend of Alex’s. An intimate one at that. He and Alex belonged together; even in Jenna’s rattled state of consciousness, she could sense the deep love that crackled between the couple. As Kade stepped away from Alex, he shot a look at the other man in the room. “Brock, make sure things stay calm in here until I come back.”The dark head nodded once, grimly. Yet when Jenna glanced up at him, the big man called Brock met her gaze with the same gentling calm that had greeted her when she’d first opened her eyes in this strange place.Jenna swallowed past a knot of dread that was climbing steadily into her throat. “Alex, tell me what’s happening. I know I was . . . attacked. I was bitten. Oh, Jesus . . . there was a . . . a creature. It somehow got into my cabin and it attacked me.”Alex’s expression was heavy, her hand tender where it came to rest on Jenna’s. “I know, honey. I know what you went through must have been awful. But you’re here now. You survived, thank God.”Jenna closed her eyes as a raw sob choked her. “Alex, it . . . it fed off me.”Brock had moved closer to the bed without her notice. He stood directly beside her and reached out to stroke his fingertips along the side of her neck. His big hands were warm, and impossibly tender. It was the oddest sensation, the peace that emanated from his light caress.Part of her wanted to reject his uninvited touch, but another part of her—a needy, vulnerable part that she hated to acknowledge, let alone indulge—could not refuse the comfort. Her banging pulse slowed under the gentle rhythm of his fingers as they traveled lightly up and down the length of her throat.“Better?” he asked quietly as he drew his hand away from her.She exhaled a slow sigh with her weak nod. “I really need to see my brother. Does Zach know I’m here?”Alex’s lips pressed together as an aching silence grew long in the room. “Jenna, honey, don’t worry about anything or anybody else right now, okay? You’ve been through so much. For now, let’s just focus on you and on making sure you’re well. Zach would want that, too.”

Editorial Reviews

“Evocative, enticing, erotic.”
—J. R. Ward, bestselling author of Lover Avenged