4,5 stars

For Indonesia crowd, you can read the Indonesia version here : Ren's Little Corner

Larissa Ione once again show her class! Immortal Rider is one of her masterpiece who will make her readers have a blast ride! Fasten your seat belt, folks! The reason why I reduce it to 1/2 star, maybe because the ending I feel too "easy" and rushed. And can't wait for Than's book. Oh yea, bring it on, Paul Marron!!



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WOW!!!
Just... WOW!!
This one must be my FAVORITE cover of ALL Larissa Ione's books!! :D

UPDATE
Found a special excerpt about Immortal Rider that post in here :
special excerpt
O, ow, look like Arik in deep trouble :P

UPDATE ver.2, May, 22nd
Larissa Ione posted this at her FB page (to celebrate Non-Rapture Day. What is Rapture anyway?:/):

Spoiler

“Easy there, Trigger.” Arik grabbed Limos by the arms, tugged her against him, and slanted his mouth over hers. Mainly, it was to shut her up, but he also wanted to prove her wrong, show her that for all her protests, she’d wanted that kiss outside Ares’s mansion. She might be a Biblical legend, and he a mere human, but when their bodies touched, they were man and woman, and neither had any tactical advantage. Her entire body went taut, but then her tongue met his, and it was game over. He’d won. He’d made his point.

UPDATE ver.3, May, 23rd
Again, Larissa Ione posted new snippet (Does she know all of this snippet will killin me? I think not :P) :

Spoiler

Arik found Limos fifty yards away, acting as if she didn’t have a care in the world.

She was, in fact, dancing on the beach like a lunatic. A sexy, gorgeous lunatic in a hot pink bikini. With a white flower in her hair. No one looking at her would know that the ultra-feminine woman doing the hula could kick ass like the newest-model Terminator.

Arik laid out the towel and sank down in the sand, back against a palm tree, his fingers gripping a cold beer so tight he figured it was close to shatter threshold. How could she dance like that without spilling her margarita?

When she spotted him, she stilled, her too-gorgeous-to-be-real eyes drilling into him. In a slow, deliberate motion, she brought her margarita glass to her lips. Her tongue came out and swiped the rim, licking off a line of salt before she locked her lips onto the glass and sipped. In Arik’s hand, the beer bottle shook.

Just wanna say :
DECEMBER PLEASE MOVE FAST!!