My pick of the week is really only my pick because of the name-brand of J.R. Ward, if I am being completely honest. For some reason, as much as I usually look forward to most things Black Dagger related, Blood Truth is a bit of a outlier for me. I never thought about this book, I have read the blurb a couple of times and have no clue who either of the main characters are, and I didn’t even realize it was coming out today until I got my shipping notice from Amazon. Maybe I got hit in the head or something, but I just can’t seem to get into the groove for this release. That will probably change as soon as I start reading…or I hope so. Not the most glowing recommendation for pick of the week, is it?
As a trainee in the Black Dagger Brotherhood’s program, Boone has triumphed as a soldier and now fights side by side with the Brothers. Following his sire’s unexpected death, he is taken off rotation against his protests—and he finds himself working with Butch O’Neal, former homicide cop, to catch a serial killer: Someone is targeting females of the species at a live action role play club. When the Brotherhood is called in to help, Boone insists on being a part of the effort—and the last thing he expects is to meet an enticing, mysterious female…who changes his life forever.
Ever since her sister was murdered at the club, Helaine has been committed to finding the killer, no matter the danger she faces. When she crosses paths with Boone, she doesn’t know whether to trust him or not—and then she has no choice. As she herself becomes a target, and someone close to the Brotherhood is identified as the prime suspect, the two must work to together to solve the mystery…before it’s too late. Will a madman come between the lovers or will true love and goodness triumph over a very mortal evil?
So, have you ever completely spazzed on a book like I have for Blood Truth? I think, as of right now, I might just hold off reading this one until I manage a big BDB/BDL series re-read, because at this point I hardly know what is going on anymore. Sigh. The joys of getting old, I guess…and reading way, way too many books.