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It's definitely one of my all-time keepers and Nora Roberts favorite. View all 5 comments. This was so long and tedious. Also there's barely any romance and what there is you quickly forget about it when it comes to reading about the group sex, rapes, murders, and animals being killed. Heck we even get a scene of a man being beaten to death which actually turned my stomach. I don't think the main characters or secondary characters were very developed.

And there's a topic of racism introduced and dropped quickly which was odd. The ending was a total nonstarter. I can see if Roberts had This was so long and tedious. I can see if Roberts had wrote a sequel to this, but since she didn't, this book has an odd and menacing ending. Clare Kimball is a sculptor living in New York. Even though she is on the cusp of making a name for herself she still feels unsettled by her father's death years earlier. Coming home she found him dead of what looked to be an apparent suicide.

And a dream she had as a child which comes back to her now and again haunts her. When her mother remarries and goes on her honeymoon, Clare decides to return to her former home in Emmitsboro, Maryland.

She thinks she can stay there and work on new pieces and maybe come to terms over her father's death and her anger towards her mother for moving on. So Clare sucks. She has a best friend named Angie, who runs an art gallery with her husband Jean-Paul. Apparently she has no other friends though her twin brother Blair makes random appearances. She also is divorced though you don't hear much about her first marriage.

She feels stuck and thinks returning to a town she hasn't lived in in about a decade is definitely the answer. When she returns she runs into Cameron Cam Rafferty. Cam has also returned to the hometown after being a cop in DC. He's now the new sheriff and is dealing with a lot of bad memories due to his mother and his stepfather.

Obviously theses two are romantically interested in each other. But Roberts breaks that up with allowing readers POV of a young woman being raped and murdered and then a young teen boy who is apparently into Satanism and is obsessed with Clare.

Clare hides what she starts to discover about her father's interest in the occult. And Cam gets into it with his stepfather and locks him up. When the man is found naked and beaten to death more things come to light in the supposed sleepy rural town. I honestly felt like this was two stories meshed into one.

Either Roberts should have had Clare investigating once she realized some truths about her father. Or Cam should have been the focus with him trying to reconcile with his mother. Instead neither characters are center stage in this book. I felt more for Cam especially when there's a reveal about how his father died and I hated that I don't think he was told during the course of the story.

I did want him and his mother reconciled but sadly that doesn't happen. Either way Clare does her sculptures and then all of a sudden gets emeshed in a case when a young woman she accidentally hits with her car that was running from men in the woods.

Though she still wants to hide any thoughts about her father. It honestly doesn't make any sense why anyone is afraid of Clare's return. She doesn't go around asking questions or anything related to her father. Can I say that these Satanists are stupid? Who goes around abducting and murdering people thinking they will get away with it? And these seem like 80s TV movie versions of Satanists. I wish Roberts had introduced more information on how these dumb men were even lured to do things like this.

Roberts tries to with the ending, but it was so out of left field I rolled my eyes. The setting of this small town didn't feel like Maryland to me. It felt more Midwest to me. With the talk of the smallness of the town and barely any stores or shops and small farms I had a hard time with that. As I said above, the ending left things open ended and was a weird note to end this book on. I don't recommend this. What a book! I can't sleep because all I'm thinking about is what happens next!

Clare is an artist living in New York, she is a successful sculptress, from a little town called Emmitsboro, 28 years old redhead and haunted by weird nightmares of her childhood, she is messy, smokes, and lives in her own head and tries to move away from her past.

In Emmitsboro, a cult is murdering again and cop Cam is on it! But like almost all of Nora's books, there are two crimes happening at once whic What a book! But like almost all of Nora's books, there are two crimes happening at once which confuses the investigation. View all 4 comments. A sect of Satanic worshipers who rape and kill women in a small town in the middle of nowhere.

Not my thing. View all 11 comments. Shelves: nora-roberts. I am a huge NR fan, but I never did like this one. It's conclusion was very disturbing to me, and I actually had nightmares. I am very against disposing of books in general, but this one hit the trash bin with amazing speed. I'm just glad it didn't turn me off of her writing for good, and I still collect anything and everything else she's written, even when they aren't my favorites.

I definitely would NOT reccomend this book to others. In fact, I usually tell people to stay away from it. View all 8 comments. Nora Roberts' books are my go-to guilty pleasure books, but this one did not work for me. This is one of her older works early 90's , and it shows. The characters smoke like chimneys, for one thing. I don't keep up with trends in romances, but I would think that is unusual these days.

The whole cult thing was just so melodramatic and over-the-top. I know there are active cults in our country and that Satanism is a thing, but really? Almost every figure of authority in the town is involved! The former sheriff, the mayor, a deputy, the town doctor, etc. And no one caught on in all those years? And all these older men are recruiting a high-school kid to be their leader? If they're dumb enough to not only trust their lives to this kid who could destroy them by revealing their secret but to want him to LEAD them and make decisions for them, then it's pretty clear that their days are numbered anyway!

I guess the setting is the most believable part. After all, Children of the Corn taught us all how sinister fields of produce can be. So Satanic robed figures skulking among the cabbages is not that surprising anymore! Anyway, I finished this, but the only character I really liked was Cam. Angie and Jean-Paul might have been fun, but they appear too briefly. I never really warmed up to Claire, and the bad guys were just a hair too close to moustache-twirling to suit me.

I still love Nora, but for me, she missed the boat on this one. This is my mums book. I ran out of books to read so she lent it me. I really enjoyed this book. I found it hard to put it down. The story was really interesting and mysterious.

At first, I was a little shocked at how dark it was. The plot is a lot darker than the blurb lets you believe. I liked the characters, including Clare and Cameron. I liked reading their relationship and liked how it progressed throughout the book. My favourite character has to be Annie though. She was so sweet 4. She was so sweet and I couldn't help but smile at the parts she was in.

The reason I gave it 4. I still have questions that need to be answered. What happened to the men? What happened to Ernie? How did people react? What happened with Clare and Cameron? I felt that the book could have done with one last chapter, maybe about what had happened when it all came out, how people reacted etc.

With over million books in print, she is without a doubt the most celebrated writer of women's fiction bltadwin. A decade ago, sculptor Clare Kimball fled Emmitsboro, Maryland, to take the art world by storm.

Buy a cheap copy of Divine Evil book by Nora Roberts. Bestselling author Nora Roberts dazzles once again with a powerful tale of passion, murder, and small-town scandal. He took up a sword and pointing it south, east, north, and west, called up the four princes of hell. Satan, lord of fire Lucifer, bringer of light Belial, who has no master Leviathan, serpent of the deep. As his voice rang out, he held up a parchment. The lights from the greedy flames washed through it like blood.

Destroy our enemies, bring sickness and pain to those who would harm us. We, your faithful, demand fortune and pleasure. In Your name, we speak: Death to the weak. Wealth to the strong. The rods of our sex grow hard, our blood hot. Let our women burn for us. Let them receive us lustfully. His voice rose as he continued his requests. He thrust the sword's point through the parchment and held it over the flame of a black candle until all that remained of it was the stink of smoke. The chant of the circle of twelve swelled behind him.

At some signal, two of the cloaked figures pulled a young goat into the circle. As its eyes rolled in fright, they chanted over it, nearly screaming now. The athamas was drawn, the ceremonial knife whose freshly whetted blade glimmered under the rising moon.

When the girl saw the blade slice across the white goat's throat, she tried to scream, but no sound passed her lips. She wanted to run, but her legs seemed rooted to the ground. She covered her face with her hands, weeping and wanting to call for her father. When at last she looked again, the ground ran with blood. It dripped over the sides of a shallow silver bowl. The voices of the men were a roaring buzz in her ears as she watched them throw the headless carcass of the goat into the fire pit.

With a ululant cry, the man in the goat mask tore off his cloak. Beneath he was naked, his white, white skin glimmering with sweat, though the night was cool. Glinting on his chest was a silver amulet inscribed with old and secret symbols. He straddled the altar, then drove himself hard between her thighs. With a howling scream, a second man fell on the other woman, dragging her to the ground, while the others tore off their cloaks to dance naked around the pit of fire.

She saw her father, her own father, dip his hands into the sacrificial blood. As he capered with the others, it dripped from his fingers…. Breathless, chilled with sweat, she huddled under the blankets. With one trembling hand, she fumbled for the switch on the bedside lamp. When that wasn't enough, she rose to flip on others until the small room was flooded with light.

Her hands were still unsteady when she drew a cigarette from a pack and struck a match. Her therapist would say it was a knee-jerk reaction to her mother's recent marriage-subconsciously she felt her father had been betrayed. Clare blew out a defiant stream of smoke. Her mother had been widowed for over twelve years.

Any sane, loving daughter would want her mother's happiness. And she was a loving daughter. She just wasn't so sure about the sane part. She remembered the first time she'd had the dream. She'd been six and had wakened screaming in her bed. Just as she had tonight.