Awaken the Darkness Blog Tour

Awaken the Darkness 
(Immortal Guardians #8)
by Dianne Duvall 
Kindle Edition, 414 pages
Publication: July 10th 2018 by Dianne Duvall

Return to the “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly) world of New York Times bestselling author Dianne Duvall’s Immortal Guardians.  

He awakens encapsulated in dirt with no knowledge of how he came to be there. Riddled with injuries, he can remember neither his past nor who he is. Nor can he remember what he is. But surely no mortal man could survive being buried deep beneath the earth. All he knows with certainty is that the soothing voice and presence of the woman moving around above enables him to endure the agony of his wounds. And he will do whatever it takes to be with her.

When Susan first sees the old two-story house for sale, such warmth and longing fill her that—against all reason—she makes an offer. It will take years of hard work and money she frankly doesn’t have to fix up the place. So she can’t explain why she bought it. She also can’t explain what compels her to spend hours one night, digging in the basement until she unearths a man. A man who still lives and breathes despite having been buried alive. A man whose intense brown eyes glow amber with pain, declaring him far more than ordinary. Susan knows she should keep her distance. He has no memory and possesses gifts that would make most fear him. But as the two work together to unravel the mystery of his past, she finds herself drawn in by his teasing nature and tender touch. So much so that she loses her heart to him even as they find themselves hunted by unknown enemies who are ruthless in their quest to capture them.

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She guided him forward, keeping one arm around his waist, her other hand holding his to keep his arm around her shoulders.

His heart sank when she led him to the bottom of another long staircase. “Where are we going?”

“Well, you need to lie down,” she huffed as they started up the stairs. “And don’t take this the wrong way, but…”

“But what?”

“I only have one bed.”

He shook his head, then wished he hadn’t as dizziness struck. “I can sleep on the sofa.”

“I don’t have a sofa. My old one sucked, so I ditched it when I moved and haven’t had a chance to buy a new one.”

He paused, gripping the banister as he drew in rasping breaths that cut like a knife. “I can sleep on the floor.” Did she realize she was rubbing his side in soothing strokes? Because she was, and it felt really nice and hurt all at the same time.

She shook her head. “Jax will turn you into a pillow if you do. And I don’t want to risk him hurting you. You can sleep with me.”

He glanced down at her, shocked. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “Considering the shape you’re in, I feel confident all you’re going to do is sleep.”

“You’re right, of course.”

“Just don’t die on me, okay?”

“Okay.” They resumed their trek up the stairs. “Would you think me a fiend if I admitted that—were I in better shape—I might be tempted to try something untoward once we were in bed together?”

She grinned, her amusement trickling into him via his gift. “Untoward?”

He nodded. Was that not the right word?

“I wouldn’t think you a fiend. I’d think you crazy for being tempted. I’m covered with dirt and sweat and dog slobber and am all gross.”

He found a smile. “I find you quite fetching in your”—he glanced at her shorts and tank top—“summer clothes.”

She laughed. “They’re pajamas.”

“Those are pajamas?”


He liked them but thought it best not to mention that.

They entered a bedroom that lacked the boxes he’d seen downstairs. This room was unpacked and boasted a modern black bedroom suite with a queen-sized bed.

Crossing to the bed, they turned their backs to it, then tumbled backward.

Quiet fell, disrupted by his rasping breaths. “I hate to sound like a broken record, but holy hell, that hurt.”

“I’m sorry.”

Neither moved.

“I should probably go downstairs and get you some water and something to eat,” she said.

“It can wait.” Sleep was already creeping up on him.

“Then I should go down and let Jax out,” she uttered without enthusiasm.

“He can wait, too.” She needed to rest.

“If I don’t, he’ll pee on the floor.”

“I’m pretty sure he already peed in the basement.” The scent of urine had tinted the air outside the hole.

“Oh.” A moment passed. “Okay.” In the next instant, her breathing evened as sleep claimed her.

He wanted to lift her and ease her up against the pillows so she could rest more comfortably but was just too damned weary.

Maybe later.

For now, he eased her arm from around his shoulders so the weight of his head wouldn’t put the limb to sleep. Then, twining his fingers through hers, he closed his eyes and sank into another deep, healing slumber.

Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne’s books “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly), “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “extraordinary” (Long and Short Reviews), and”wonderfully imaginative” (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews,and/or Night Owl Reviews.
Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn’t writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the vampires she creates in her books.
For the latest news on upcoming releases, contests, and more, please visit You can also find Dianne online . . .
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