Assassin. Soldier. Arrow. That is who Vasic is, who he will always be. His soul drenched in blood, his conscience heavy with the weight of all he’s done, he exists in the shadows, far from the hope his people can almost touch—if only they do not first drown in the murderous insanity of a lethal contagion. To stop the wave of death, Vasic must complete the simplest and most difficult mission of his life. For if the Psy race is to survive, the empaths must wake… Having rebuilt her life after medical “treatment” that violated her mind and sought to stifle her abilities, Ivy should have run from the black-clad Arrow with eyes of winter frost. But Ivy Jane has never done what she should. Now, she’ll fight for her people, and for this Arrow who stands as her living shield, yet believes he is beyond redemption. But as the world turns to screaming crimson, even Ivy’s fierce will may not be enough to save Vasic from the cold darkness…
Vasic, is a Arrow, trained since he was four years old to be a assasin for his people, to take orders and execute with no hesitation. The Psy are changing, with silence no longer existing, a new leader for their people, times are changing. When Kaleb Krychek, requests that he finds a group of empaths, and stop the wave of death that is sweeping across their people. Ivy, is a Empath, and when she meets Vasic, she is fearful of his intentions, but he proves to be trustworthy, and she starts to see him as more than just a Arrow, she starts to see him as a man with a soul. Ivy feels a emotional bond to Vasic, but his exterior shield is like ice, impenetrable, but like ice, it can also be weakened by heat. Ivy is determined to show Vasic the power of love and emotion and the healing they can do for each other. That she can be his greatest strength in a time when their people need it most…
I have adored this author for so long, ever since I read the first book a few years back, when I started getting more into paranormal…and Singh changed my view on that genre. And I still adore her books, and Shield of Winter is no different. After reading Kaleb’s book, I was hoping that in Shield of Winter we would see more of him and Sahara, and we see the other couples as well. We the Psy and Changelings combine forces to get to the bottom of what is killing of the Psy. There are many instances in this story that can be painful to see. But what I really loved was seeing Vasic get his story and find his mate. And Ivy was just wonderful, I loved having these two be a pair and they complimented each other so well. Vasic doesn’t know emotion or feeling of any kind. Ivy is Psy but being a Empath her talents are so different from Vasic. Even though Ivy hasn’t been conditioned like Vasic has been, she has her own demons from her past. The characters in this story were just phenomenal, and I really enjoyed seeing the personal growth…seeing Ivy and Vasic learn together and they are put through some vigorous tests that will prove them and the love that they share.
The story as a whole is pretty intense and thrilling, it just kept me on edge the whole time. With Singh at the helm, you just know that every time you read her, you know you will enjoy yourself…but I feel like her stories go way deeper than that. Its very dynamic and full of steamy action to keep you entertained for quite a while. You can never go wrong with Nalini Singh, and this book is proof of that. I would recommend if you are new to this author and series, you start at the beginning. The series of events that take place in this story may seem a bit confusing if you haven’t read previous books.
Overall I found Shield Of Winter a exciting addition to the series. A story that is guaranteed to take you on a wild ride of a paranormal world where shape shifter and pysic powers are real and intense. Of a world that will carry you away in a story that is compelling and highly sensual and will thrill you down to your toes!! Be ready for a story to make your blood pound like never before!! THRILLING!!
“How do you control your telekinesis while intimate with your mate?”
“I broke a damn lot of furniture at the start, including two beds.” A curious glance. “What are you doing?”
“Traveling around the world.”
“You’re my hope, Ivy, my beacon home on the darkest night.”
“Vasic,” Eyes shining wet, she cradled his face in her gloved hands, her kiss heartbreakingly tender.
Vasic didn’t know if he’d ever become used to the way Ivy touched him—as if he wasn’t stained with blood, as if he had the right to her affection, her care. But one thing he did know was that he didn’t want to be out here any longer. He wanted to be alone with her, to strip himself to the skin and press himself to the giving softness of her.
They kissed; said soft, intimate words; rocked together. The orgasm was quieter but the intimacy no less potent. Mine. she said, mind to mind. You are mine. Every breath, every scar, every perfection, every flaw, every light, every darkness. Its part of you, and its mine.
Vasic shuddered and collapsed on her. The man I was, the man I am, the man I will be, the man I want to be, they all belong to you. Always.