Dark Kiss by Michelle RowenDark Kiss by Michelle Rowen

Dark Kiss

byMichelle Rowen

Paperback | May 29, 2012

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I don't do dangerous.

Smart, über-careful, ordinary Samantha—that's me. But I just couldn't pass up a surprise kiss from my number one unattainable crush. A kiss that did something to mesomething strange. Now I feel hungry all the time, but not for food. It's like part of me is missing—and I don't know if I can get it back.

Then there's Bishop. At first I thought he was just a street kid, but the secrets he's keeping are as intense as his unearthly blue eyes. If he's what I think he is, he may be the only one who can help me. But something terrifying is closing in, and the one chance Bishop and I have to stop it means losing everything I ever wanted and embracing the darkness inside me.

Michelle Rowen is an award-winning, national bestselling author of paranormal books for both teens and adults. She lives in Southern Ontario. Visit www.michellerowen.com for more information about Michelle and her books.
Title:Dark KissFormat:PaperbackProduct dimensions:352 pages, 8.25 × 5.38 × 0.94 inShipping dimensions:8.25 × 5.38 × 0.94 inPublished:May 29, 2012Publisher:HarlequinLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0373210477

ISBN - 13:9780373210473

Appropriate for ages: 14 - 14


Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great! I really enjoyed this book!
Date published: 2017-02-14
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Addicting Paranormal Read! Dark Kiss is an absolutely addicting paranormal read! I was fascinated by Michelle Rowen's fresh take on angels and demons, and eagerly devoured the novel to learn what would happen next. I thought it was foolish of Samantha to accept the kiss of her unattainable crush without questioning his intentions and sudden interest in her, but she certainly pays a great price for it: her soul. Led by a mysterious person known as The Source, her crush is now a being who feeds off human souls... and Samantha has just unwittingly become a "gray" too. It would seem that Bishop's mission is doomed to fail. Sent from heaven, his mind has become a jumbled mess since coming to the human world and it's only with Samantha's touch that he regains lucidity. Curiously enough, she also seems to be the only person who can see the signals which show him where he can find the rest of his team members; it's only with their additional help that they'll be able to deal with the threat which the grays pose to mankind. Bishop may have a dangerous task ahead of him, but he can't help feeling drawn to Samantha and wanting to know everything about her, much like she feels the same way about him. I'm sorry Bishop, but I think I'm siding with Team Kraven! Kraven is a demon who cares for Samantha more than he lets on in the book. There's a noticeable electric chemistry between the pair, and I loved the exchange of snide remarks they tended to share with each other. Bishop may be the central love interest in Dark Kiss, but I guess I just can't help falling for an irresistible bad boy... I felt that describing Samantha as "special" and "different" was rather overused and repetitive after awhile, but I generally didn't fault the book for much else. I was really curious about Samantha's mysterious abilities which suddenly surfaced, and when we finally got answers, I gasped aloud because the thought had never occurred in my mind! I'm sure the next book in the two-part series, Wicked Kiss, is going to be even better. I can't wait to read it! You can also read this review at: http://midnightbloomreads.blogspot.ca/2013/01/dark-kiss-by-michelle-rowen.html
Date published: 2013-01-24
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Dangerous And Full Of Secrets This book was full of secrets, lots of them, and lots of danger. THe characters were amazing. They way they looked, acted and just who they were told me that the author spent lots of time working out this book's details. The settings were good and totally made sense for the way the plot was heading. Even though with all the secrets throughout the plot, I didn't find this book as confusing as I thought it was going to be. I found it really easy to figure out and out the pieces together once I found out the information. This was a page turner with a new surprise, danger, horror, or all three around every corner. :D
Date published: 2012-07-25
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A fantastic start to a bound-to-be fantastic angel series! You have to admit it: This gorgeously dark cover is probably the first thing that piqued your interest. But even though I've been burned by stunning covers before, I'm happy to report that Dark Kiss isn't a deceiving one! :) In Dark Kiss, two angels and two demons are sent down to Earth to work together on a mission to get rid of the grays (soulless beings who can drain the souls out of others through kisses). This is one of those books that blurs the line between good and bad. Whether you go to heaven or hell is really like a lottery with 50/50 odds — and that makes it so much harder to know who to trust and who to push under the bus! Sam may seem like your regular girl on the surface but she has a heart of gold underneath. Even though she's far from perfect, she's also incredibly determined, loyal, and admirably brave with the way she deals with the meddling angel/demon team. I only wish we'd gotten to know the characters more — not just Sam, but the angels, demons, and her best friend Carly as well. Bishop isn't your average angel! Dark and brooding, he harbors a mysterious past that only makes him even more alluring. And even though there's no love triangle in this book, trust me when I say that this is one where you actually want one! ♥ Kraven, one of the demons on the four-man team, is the snarky, rude, and totally inappropriate character that adds hilarious commentary at the perfect times. I alternated between the urge to smack him and kiss him. With Michelle's fantastic writing style, a sweet romance, and the original and intriguing angel/demon lore, Dark Kiss is the first book I've ever read by Michelle Rowan but it definitely won't be the last! She's a one-sit kind of author, that's for sure! :) BUY or BORROW?: I'm probably biased since I'm buying a copy just to have this gorgeous cover on my shelf, but I think that this book is well worth the read and buy! ;)
Date published: 2012-06-28

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"This is going to be an amazing night, Sam!" Carly shouted over the music blasting all around us."You think so?" I yelled back."Best night ever!"Sure. My throat already hurt and we'd only been here for a half hour. So far it felt like every Friday night at Crave, elbow to elbow with other sweaty kids on the dance floor.Don't get me wrong, as one of the only all-ages clubs here in Trinity, it was a decent place to hang out—especially with my best friend—I just didn't think it was going to change my life or anything.Anyone looking at us would think that Carly and I were the polar opposite of each other in looks and attitude. Carly Kessler was a curvy, flippy-haired blonde with a sunny personality whereas I was a skinny, nonsunny, long-haired brunette. And yet we were still best friends and had been forever.After a few more minutes enveloped in the hot nightclub, Carly clutched my arm, her face flushed with excitement. "Heads up. Stephen Keyes is looking right at you."I glanced over my shoulder and saw him standing at the edge of the dance floor. He was looking at me. Or, at least, he seemed to be looking at me.I turned back around, my heart pounding.Everyone has that one crush, the guy they can't stop thinking about even though it's totally hopeless. Stephen Keyes was mine. He was nineteen—two years older than me—and utterly gorgeous with jet-black hair and caramel-colored eyes. We grew up in the same neighborhood, him two doors down from me. He mowed lawns in the summer. I watched from my bedroom window.It was such a cliche, really. The weird, unpopular chick with the massive crush on the hot, older jock.As far as I knew, Stephen was supposed to be at university in California, two thousand miles away. I'd even watched his parents help him pack up his car when he left town at the end of August. I wondered why he was back only a couple of months later.Suddenly he wasn't just lingering at the edge of the dance floor looking distant and delectable. He was standing right next to me. Carly watched, her eyes widening as Stephen leaned close enough for me to hear him over the loud throb of the music."Can I talk to you?" he asked."Me?"He nodded and smiled. And I, the girl who shunned and mocked romance in all its forms—movies, books, real life—went weak for a hot guy I had a crush on. Whenever I'd really liked somebody in the past—which, not including Stephen, had been only twice before in my entire life—it hadn't ended in true love. The two other boys I'd fallen for hadn't liked me in return and I'd ended up ignored, brokenhearted and humiliated both times.However, that hadn't stopped me from liking Stephen.A lot.Stephen didn't wait for my reply. Instead, he walked away, weaving through the labyrinth of sweaty dancers. Something wicked this way comes.The line from Macbeth, our current read in English class, flitted through my head. The quote suited Stephen perfectly. He might be the boy next door, but to me he was also wicked. And dangerous.I didn't do dangerous. Not anymore. Even little dangerous things tended to lead to big trouble. Six months ago, I'd been busted for shoplifting—my dumb way of psychologically dealing with my parents' divorce—although I wasn't arrested for it, thank God. I'd learned my lesson in a very big way that sticking your hands in dangerous places would get them chopped off."Go," Carly urged. "This is so awesome!"She wasn't much help. Carly would storm headfirst into danger if she thought it might mean that she'd have a good time. When she was a kid she'd stuck her hand in a beehive because she wanted to taste the honey. It hadn't turned out so well, of course, but I had to admire her forwell, going for it, despite all the signs not to. She didn't second-guess herself. She didn't regret anything she tried—even the crazy stuff.With a last look at Carly, I followed Stephen off the dance floor. I was insanely curious what he wanted to speak to me about. I mean, despite us living very close to each other, he didn't even know me.He led the way up a spiral staircase to the second-floor lounge, which was surrounded by glass walls with thin, swirling frosted patterns on the otherwise clear surface. Up here, away from the crowd and deejay and loudspeakers, I could actually hear myself think. The lounge had a couple of pool tables and red couches and chairs. Stephen leaned against one of the couches and studied me. He wore a black button-down shirt and dark jeans. His hair was slicked back off his handsome face. My stomach fluttered."So" I began when he didn't say anything. "Do you come here often?"Oh, God. I was normally proud of my smooth comebacks, my witty one-liners, and that was what came out of my mouth? I wanted a do-over.Stephen grinned, showing straight white teeth. "I'm here every single night, lately. Even weekdays.""Every night? Really?" I twisted my hair. "Cool."Cool? Really? I was not handling this well at all. My brain and my voice weren't working in sync."Um, what are you doing in Trinity?" I asked. "I thought you were in university now."He shrugged a shoulder. "I'm taking a bit of a break, trying to decide what I really want to do with my life. Thought I'd come back here for a while."I just nodded and tried very hard not to say "cool" again."You come here every Friday, right, Samantha?"A flush of pleasure went through me. I was totally okay with friends calling me Sam, but I liked hearing him say my full name."Usually.""You like it here?"I looked around. There weren't many people in the lounge tonight. It was the first time I'd even come up here, myself. A couple on the far couch glanced over at us every so often as if curious why Stephen Keyes was talking to me. The majority of kids were downstairs on the large dance floor and at the bar area, both visible through the glass wall that circled the lounge. I could even see the top of Carly's blond head from where I stood."Yeah, it's okay," I said."Just okay?"I shrugged and rubbed my dry lips together, turning to face him. My lip gloss from earlier was long gone. "Some nights are better than others."Stephen reached out a hand. "Come here."If he hadn't made it sound like a charming invitation, I might have resisted. But I walked closer to him, until I was a few feet away. There was something strange in his gaze as he studied me. I couldn't put my finger on it, but a chill slid down my spine.I cleared my throat. "You said you wanted to talk to me about something?""So you're the special one, are you?"That was the last thing I expected him to say. "Special?""That's what she said. That's why she wants me to do this. I normally wouldn't, since you're so young."She? She who? I frowned at him. "I'm seventeen.""Exactly. That's young.""No, it's not.""Trust me, Samantha. It is."He slid his arm around my waist so that his hand rested at the small of my back, and he drew me closer to him. His touch sank into me, cool against my hot skin.It was suddenly difficult for me to breathe. "Who said I'm special?"He didn't answer. When I looked up at him I realized he was leaning closer to me, closer and closer, and then his lips brushed against mine. I gasped and he pulled back a little."Is this okay?" he asked. "May I kiss you?" My cheeks warmed. "Ium"He spoke softly into my ear. "I should warn you, it's a very dangerous kiss. It'll change your life forever, so you have to want it."If I wasn't feeling so flustered, I might have thought he was being cocky. I mean, please. A kiss that could change my life forever?But I kind of believed him. And after months of trying to be a perfect angel after the shoplifting incident, I wanted to push the edges of my comfort zone just a little bit.And this was special—a boy I liked who might like me in return. I couldn't just walk away.This time I kissed him, tangling my fingers into his black hair and pulling his mouth toward mine as if I couldn't resist. I hadn't kissed many boys before, so I hoped I was doing it right. It felt right. In fact, it felt really right. My lips parted as the kiss deepened. His fingers dug into my waist. This felt like something out of a movie—one of the romantic ones I never watched because they made me feel uncomfortable. I didn't want to try to relate to all of those emotions, those declarations of love and eternal devotion. I mean, spare me the drama."You're delicious," Stephen whispered before he kissed me again and my heart felt like it was pounding right out of my chest.And then it got weird.The cool sensation from his touch turned icy and spread to the kiss, and I shivered. That iciness slid down my throat to my stomach and branched out to my arms and legs, chilling my entire body. Goose bumps formed on my arms. Dizziness swirled through me. It was jarring, but I couldn't exactly say it felt bad. It was exciting, a rush, like being on a roller coaster in the middle of winter.I lost track of time. Nothing existed for me except Stephen. His lips never left mine—and I never wanted them to. Minutes, hours, I didn't know how long it was that he kissed me. All I knew was that I couldn't stop kissing him even if I wanted to.But then, finally, he stopped kissing me. He held my face between his hands and stared at me for a heavy moment. His eyes looked very dark in the shadows up here. "Sorry, kid. Really."Then he let go of me and walked away.Kid?Time slowed to a crawl as he disappeared down the stairs, the dance music becoming a hollow echo in my ears. My face burned even though my chest now felt like ice.The scent of sweat mixed with perfume slowly pulled me out of my daze. To my left I could see the multicolored lights above the dance floor. Even up here, the ground shook with the force of all the kids stomping down there.Carly appeared at the top of the stairs and approached me, glancing back in the direction Stephen had gone. "Sam! What happened?"I tried to find my voice. "Stephen Keyes kissed me." Her eyes widened. "Oh, my God! You're so lucky!" He'd kissed me. And then he'd called me a kid and walked away."Lucky," I repeated, just before my eyes rolled back, my knees gave out and everything went black.