Unleash The Night: A Dark-hunter Novel

Mass Market Paperback | December 27, 2005

bySherrilyn KenyonAs told bySherrilyn Kenyon

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It's a predator eat predator world for the Were-Hunters. Danger haunts any given day. There is no one to trust. No one to love. Not if they want to live.


An orphan with no clan that will claim him, Wren Tigarian grew to adulthood under the close scrutiny and mistrust of those around him. A forbidden blend of two animals-snow leopard and white tiger-Wren has never listened to anyone when there was something he wanted. Now he wants Marguerite.
Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau is the daughter of a prominent U.S. Senator who hates the socialite life she's forced to live. Like her mother before her, she has strong Cajun roots that her father doesn't understand. Still, she has no choice but to try and conform to a world where she feels like an outsider. But the world of rich and powerful humans is never to meet the world of the Were-Hunters who exist side by side with them, unseen, unknown, undetected. To break this law is to call down a wrath of the highest order.
In order to have Marguerite, Wren must fight not just the humans who will never accept his animal nature, but the Were-Hunters who want him dead for endangering their world. It's a race against time and magic without boundary that could cost Marguerite and Wren not just their lives, but their very souls.

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It's a predator eat predator world for the Were-Hunters. Danger haunts any given day. There is no one to trust. No one to love. Not if they want to live.An orphan with no clan that will claim him, Wren Tigarian grew to adulthood under the close scrutiny and mistrust of those around him. A forbidden blend of two animals-snow leopard and...

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PRAISE FOR AUTHOR SHERRILYN KENYON "Kenyon is the reigning queen of the vampire novel."--Barbara Vey, Publishers Weekly"An engaging read."-Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry"Kenyon's writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative. These are not your mother's vampire novels."-The Boston Globe on Dark Side of the Moon

In the past two years, New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon has claimed the #1 spot twelve times, and since 2004, she has placed more than 50 novels on the New York Times list. This extraordinary bestseller continues to top every genre she writes. With more than 23 million copies of her books in print in over 30 countrie...

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Format:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:384 pages, 6.78 × 4.21 × 1.03 inPublished:December 27, 2005Publisher:St. Martin's PressLanguage:English

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from Wren and Maggie. Loved it! Our resident outcase Snow Leopard Were Hunter finds his love here. We learn a bit more of the difference between the Katagaria and the Akadians, as well as the limitations of their interactions with humans. Apparently under the right circumstances humans can be turned. Interesting... Bit of a mind bender as well. The latter half of the book is spent in the past trying to augument the future as Wren is charged with killing his family and they jump around time trying to clear Wren's name. So at points its a tad difficult to keep things straight in your head as they're doing all this back and forth to the future. I loved it, mostly because I love snow leopards so it was nice to see that the only one represented in the Were Hunters finds happiness.
Date published: 2011-03-25
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Who knew the Tigard was more like Tigger I know the title is super cheezy but I couldn't help it I mean come on you have a book where one of the main characters is a leopard and a tiger all at one time you have to make some funnies with it. But seriously I really enjoyed this addition to the Dark Hunter series and I really thought Wren and Maggie were great characters. I really like Kenyons writing style and all of her books have been great so far, my only complaint for this book was that there was no Ash grrr. Check it out. :0)
Date published: 2011-03-07
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Were HUnter Cute Fans of the Dark Hunter series are often fans of the were hunter allies. This book doesnt leave you hanging. I`s centerd around the were hunters with a little of dark hunter stuff thrown in. A good read with some interesting back information on favorites from past books.
Date published: 2010-09-18
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Heart Wren-ching and Magg-nificent! Wren is a loner and an outsider even for a were-hunter. Maggie comes from a world of privilege, but is unhappy and hoping that the world has way more to offer. One night the two meet briefly as her friends pick a fight with Wren, Maggie tries to apologise but kicked out of The Sanctuary. Wren is immediately taken with Maggie, but he is a freak to even his kind and knows that they can never be together. Wren ends up saving Maggie’s life, and the two find it harder and harder to stay apart. Wren’s family chose this time to try and have him killed so that they can take over the family business and Maggie ends up in the middle or the struggle. Wren’s family clam that he is unstable and a danger, after all he killed his own parents. Even with the help of a few friends Wren and Maggie are soon found and they choose to go back in time to find evidence to prove Wren’s innocence in his death of his parents. Going back in time can be very tricky; you can’t change anything, as the fates will still have their way. Wren’s parents must die, but with time to spend a few precious days with his Dad Wren learns what it is like to have the love of a family and a good woman. Even though Maggie and Wren will never be mated, they chose to be together if Wren can live through his death sentence. Book nine and this series is still going strong. This was another were-hunter story, and they are good but I do prefer the actual Dark-Hunter stories. Don’t get me wrong this is still an outstanding story. I find that the were-hunter’s stories are more about family. I am also really looking forward to Aimee’s story.
Date published: 2010-06-15
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Tigerriffic! Wren is a loner and doesn't talk or let anyone be his friend. When he sees Marguerite in Sanctuary one night, he can't take his eyes off her. He saves her life and it almost kills him. Wren and Maggie end up on a journey to uncover Wren's past to save him from a death sentence. With twists and turns throughout this story you'll be kept up all night to finish this book.
Date published: 2009-09-18
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Loved it! Brilliant brilliant series. Can't stress that enough. This one shifts to college romance with Maggie and Wren. Tons of sarcastic humour and cat jokes on Wren's part. A good laugh when you need it. And appearances by Julian Alexander, Kyrian Hunter, Bill Laurens and Nick. I really miss the guy.
Date published: 2008-09-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Best in The Dark-Hunter Series Ever Out of all the Dark-Hunter Series, Unleash the Night is the best one Ever, I mean come on who doesn't love a "man" that is mysterious, quiet and has a monkey as a friend. Keeping in mind I use the term Man litely. Wren Tigarian is a hero with a troubled past, and Maggie is a heroin that any man could fall in love with. Wren first appeared in Night Play and I am glad to see that Kenyon made a story about him. He is a memorable character that any woman could fall in love with; he's shy, mysterious, and with Kenyon's descriptiveness throughout the story, she makes you feel like you are witnessing everything through his eyes, like your watching a movie or that you are actually there. It's hard to write a review with out wanting to give you spoilers, I would definitly recommend you put the kids to bed curl up on the couch with your favorite blanket, waring your favorite PJ's and get lost in the supernatural world in New Orleans with Sherrilyn Kenyon's Unleash the Night, it's a page turner and I guarantee you will not want to put this book down.
Date published: 2006-05-31
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great book Great content and plotline...But where is Ash where you need him?
Date published: 2006-01-31
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Unleash The Night by Sherrilyn Kenyon Great read in style with her other books but no Asheron !
Date published: 2006-01-21

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Chapter One"Law, much like life, was ever a study of trials. . . ."The words from her textbook hovered in Marguerite D'Aubert Goudeau's mind and conjured up the familiar phrase of her friend and study partner Nick Gautier: "Yeah, right. Life is a soul-sucking test that you either survive or you fail. Personally, I think failure blows, so I intend to survive and laugh my ass off at all the losers."A sad smile curved her lips as bittersweet pain lacerated her heart. She remembered Nick and his caustic take on life, love, death, and everything in between. That man had been able to turn a phrase like nobody's business.God, how she missed him. He'd been the closest thing to a brother she'd ever known, and there wasn't a day she didn't feel his absence to the deepest part of her soul.She still couldn't believe that he was gone. That on this very evening, six months ago, his mother, Cherise Gautier, had been found murdered in their Bourbon Street home while Nick had mysteriously vanished without a trace. The New Orleans authorities were convinced that Nick was responsible for his mother's death.Marguerite knew better.No one on earth loved their mother more than Nick had loved his. If Cherise Gautier was dead, then so was Nick. No one would have been able to hurt her without facing his wrath. No one.Marguerite was certain he'd gone after whoever had killed his mother and ended up dead himself. Most likely, he was lying in the bottom of a bayou somewhere. That was why no one had seen him since. And that knowledge tore her apart. Nick had been a good, caring man. A trusted confidant and generally an all-around fun guy.In her formal, stodgy world of having to make sure she never said or did the wrong thing, he'd been a breath of fresh air and a wonderful dose of reality. It was why she wanted her friend back so desperately.As Nick would say, her life basically sucked. Her friends were shallow, her father neurotic, and every time she thought she liked a guy, all her father could do was run a thorough background check on the man and his entire family and then tell her why he was socially unacceptable. Or, worse, beneath them.She really hated that phrase."You have a destiny, Marguerite."Yeah, she was destined to either end up in the mental ward or alone for the rest of her life so that she could in no way ever embarrass her father or her family.She sighed as she stared at her law book on the library table and felt the familiar tears prick at the backs of her eyes. Nick had never liked studying in the library. When he'd been in their group, they had all piled into his house four days a week to study together.Now those days were gone and all she was left with was vapid, insecure blowhards who could only feel better about themselves by belittling everyone else."Are you all right, Margeaux?"Marguerite cleared her throat at Elise Lenora Berwick's question. Elise was a tall, perfectly sculpted blonde. And Marguerite meant "sculpted." At twenty-four, Elise had already had six different plastic surgeries to correct her body's slight imperfections. In high school Elise had been the premier debutante of New Orleans, and now she was the reigning beauty at Tulane University.The two of them had been friends since grade school. In fact, it had been Elise who had put together the study group three years ago when they'd all been undergraduates. Elise had never been one to really apply herself to schoolwork, and so she'd conceived this as a way to use them to help her pass her classes. Not that Marguerite minded. She actually admired Elise's ingenuity and liked watching the master manipulator get the others to do her bidding.Only Marguerite and Nick had ever seen through Elise. Like Marguerite, Nick had been immune to the beautiful blonde's machinations. But that was okay. If not for Elise, Marguerite wouldn't have been able to get so close to Nick, and in her mind that would have been a true tragedy.Now she, Elise, Todd Middleton Chatelaine, Blaine Hunter Landry, and Whitney Logan Trahan were all that was left of the group. And that hurt most of all.Why aren't you here, Nick? I could really use your sense of humor right now.Marguerite toyed with the edge of the book as an image of his face hovered in her mind. "I was just thinking of Nick. He always loved this law stuff.""Didn't he, though?" Todd said as he looked up from his book. His black hair was cut short and worn in a perfect style around his handsome face. He had on an expensive red Tommy Hilfiger sweater and a pair of khaki pants. "Had he not been a criminal of questionable and shady parentage, he might have given your father a run for his office one day, Margeaux."Marguerite tried not to let them see her grind her teeth as they continued to use a nickname she absolutely loathed. They thought it somehow made them closer to her since they used it while others didn't. But in truth, she much preferred the plain and simple "Maggie" that Nick alone had used. Of course that was too crass a nickname for such a refined family as hers. Her father would have an apoplexy if he'd ever heard Nick use it.But she preferred it. It certainly matched her looks and personality a lot more than "Marguerite" or "Margeaux" ever would.Now no one would ever call her Maggie again. . . . The grief in her heart was overwhelming. How could anything hurt so much?"I still can't believe he's not here anymore," Marguerite whispered, blinking back her tears. Part of her still expected to see him swagger through the doorway with that devilish grin on his face and a bag of beignets in his hand.But he wouldn't. Ever."Good riddance to bad rubbish," Blaine said bitterly as he leaned back in his chair. At six feet even and extremely well-built, with jet-black hair, Blaine thought himself God's gift to all womankind. His family was rich and well connected, and they had given him an extremely overbloated sense of self-importance.He'd hated Nick because Nick had never allowed Blaine to get away with his snobbery and had called him on the carpet for it on more than one occasion.Marguerite pinned an angry glare on Blaine. "You're just ticked that he always outscored you on tests."Blaine curled his lip. "He cheated."Right. They all knew better. Nick had been exceptionally brilliant. Earthy and at times downright crude, he'd befriended Marguerite and helped her with schoolwork even outside the confines of this group. If not for him, she would have failed her ancient Greek civ class with Dr. Julian Alexander, who had been her undergraduate advisor.Todd closed his book, then pushed it aside. "You know, I think we should do something to say good-bye officially to the old man. After all, he was part of this group."Blaine scoffed. "What do you suggest? Burn incense to banish his stench?"Whitney lightly slapped at Blaine's leg. "Do stop it, Blaine. You're upsetting poor Margeaux. She actually considered Nick a friend.""I can't imagine why."Marguerite stiffened as she narrowed her gaze on him. "Because he was nice and caring." Unlike them. Nick wasn't pretentious or cold. He'd been real and he cared for people regardless of who they were related to or how much money they had.Nick had been human."I know what we should do," Elise said, shutting her book as well. "Why don't we visit that place that Nick was always talking about? The one where his mother worked.""Sanctuary?" Blaine looked completely disgusted. Marguerite hadn't even known a man could perfect such a lip curl. Elvis would be envious indeed. "I've heard it's down on the other side of the French Quarter. How positively gauche.""I like the idea," Todd said as he tucked his book into his designer backpack. "I'm always up for a good slumming."Blaine gave him a droll stare. "I've heard that about you, Todd. It's the curse of the nouveau riche."Todd returned Blaine's stare tit for tat. "Fine then, stay here and keep our seats warm while your ass expands to the size of your ego." He stood up and captured Marguerite's attention. "I think we should bid our not quite esteemed member farewell, and what better way than to go and drink cheap alcohol in his favorite place?"Blaine rolled his eyes. "You'll most likely contract hepatitis there.""No, we won't," Whitney said. She looked up at Todd with fear in her bright blue eyes. "Will we?""No," Marguerite said firmly as she packed up her books. "Blaine's simply a coward."He arched a brow at her. "Hardly. Being a thoroughbred on both sides, I have no inclination to waste time with riffraff."Marguerite lifted her chin at his low blow. Every one of them knew that her mother was a Cajun from Slidell who had nowhere near the social status of her father. Even though she had gone to college on a full scholarship and had been Miss Louisiana, their marriage had been scandalous.In the end, that disaster was what had led to her death.It was something only a true dog would hurl in Marguerite's face."Thoroughbred asshole, you mean," she said between clenched teeth as she rose to her feet. She slammed her book into her Prada backpack. "Nick was right, you are nothing but a prickly wuss who needs to have his butt kicked."The women around her gaped at her language while Todd laughed.Blaine turned an interesting shade of red."I have to say that I certainly love a little Cajun spice," Todd said as he joined her side. "Come along, Margeaux, and I'll be more than happy to keep you safe." He looked at the other two women. "Care to join us?"Whitney looked like a child who was about to get away with staying up past her bedtime. "My parents would die if they knew I went into a dive. Count me in."Elise nodded, too.They looked at Blaine, who made a disgusted noise. "When all of you contract dysentery remember who was the voice of reason."Marguerite pulled her backpack on. "Dr. Blaine, the resident expert on Montezuma's revenge. We have it."By the look on his face, she could tell he was dying to let fly a vicious retort, but good manners and common sense kept him from speaking. It wasn't wise to twice insult a U.S. senator's daughter when one had ambitions of gaining an internship with said senator in the fall.And that was most likely what motivated Blaine to join them as they headed for Todd's SUV."Oh my goodness!" Whitney exclaimed the instant they entered the famed Sanctuary biker bar.Marguerite's own eyes widened as she looked around the dark, grungy place that did appear to need a good and thorough cleaning. People were dressed in anything from biker leathers to T-shirts and jeans. The tables and chairs were a hodgepodge of rough design that didn't even match. The stage area was liberally painted black with odd splashes of gray, red, and white, and the billiard tables looked as if they'd survived many a bar fight in their day.There was even straw spread out across the floor that reminded her of a barn.The bar area to her right was occupied by rough-looking men drinking beers and yelling at one another. She could see a wooden stairway before them that led to an upstairs area, but she had no idea what was up there. Trouble came to her mind. A person could probably find a lot of trouble up there.This place was definitely rustic.But what held her attention most was the high concentration of handsome men working in the bar. They were everywhere. The bartenders, the waiters, the bouncers . . . She'd never seen anything like this. It was a testosterone smorgasbord.Elise leaned over to whisper in her ear, "I think I might have just died and been sent to heaven. Have you ever seen so many gorgeous men in your life?"It was all Marguerite could do to shake her head. It really was unbelievable. She was stunned that the news media hadn't caught wind of this and sent in a team to investigate what was in the water to make so many hot men in one place.Even Whitney was gaping and ogling."What kind of music is that?" Blaine said, twisting his lips into a sneer as a new song started over the stereo that was piped through the length and breadth of the bar."I think it's called metal!" Todd shouted over the loud guitar solo."I call it painful myself," Whitney said. "Did Nick really hang out here?"Marguerite nodded. Nick had loved this place. He'd spent hours telling her about it and the odd people who called this place home. "He said they had the best andouille sausage in the world."Copyright © 2005 by Sherrilyn Kenyon

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PRAISE FOR SHERRILYN KENYON

"Kenyon is the reigning queen of the vampire novel."--Barbara Vey, Publishers Weekly

“An engaging read.”—Entertainment Weekly on Devil May Cry

“Kenyon’s writing is brisk, ironic, sexy, and relentlessly imaginative. These are not your mother’s vampire novels.”—The Boston Globe on Dark Side of the Moon