Who is working the demon arts . . .
Was it her murdered father? Her fugitive brother? It has been seven years since Lady Sabrina Douglas cloistered herself with the Sisters of High Danu, but the questions remain. She is Other—a mixture of Fey and mortal—quietly using her powers to heal. That is, until she saves a half-drowned man, his soldier’s body a roadmap of scars, his fathomless eyes filled with heartbreaking loneliness. The inexplicable connection overwhelms her defenses, touching her heart, mind . . . and body.
. . . and to what end?
A man with no memory, Daigh MacLir seeks his past even as unknown threats fill him with monstrous rage and inhuman abilities. But as a desperate game of hunter and hunted is played out from ballrooms to bedrooms, what Daigh discovers is more chilling than anyone could possibly imagine. Defying death was only the first step in the task he has been given, and Sabrina is his last hope. But dare he risk involving her? Daigh has been summoned to find an ancient king, and even the powers of love may not be enough to win the battle against the powers of darkness.
Choosing a Frankenstein's monster as a romantic hero is a gamble that doesn't really pay off in Rickloff's second Heirs of Kilronan paranormal Regency (after 2010's Earl of Darkness). Lady Sabrina Douglas has been hidden by a magical Irish sisterhood for the seven years since her father was murdered and her family torn apart. When an enormous, scarred man washes ashore, Sabrina heals him with magic and quickly becomes engrossed in his intense eyes and air of mystery. Daigh, as the abbess dubs him, has lost his memory, but he and Sabrina are afflicted by shared flashbacks of past lives. The plot is well woven, but Rickloff's hiccupping style of relentless sentence fragmentation ("A hand came around her shoulder. Corded. Scarred. The tip of one finger missing. Closed the book on a sigh of fluttering pages") jars the reader like a bumpy road.