Hunters are a lonely breed, and Conor’s no exception, until the day he meets Brenna. Even though she slinks in unannounced and kills the wight he was hunting down, the girl’s a mystery and he can’t get that blinding smile or those gorgeous curves off his mind. Since they’re both after the same caster who’s unleashing these monsters, he suggests teaming up, and despite her initial reluctance, the hungry way she scans him down promises something powerful.
I still can't wrap my mind around it. This definitely belongs to the paranormal genre, but then there's the romance. Most of the time, the romance felt like a separate story entirely, like it didn't fit at all into the book. And the romance wasn't there all the time, it was like the long-lost cousin who suddenly appears to your door and then you see them once in a while.