Untamed (House of Night #4) by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast

Untamed by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast 
SUMMARY 

Zoey Redbird's adventures at vampyre finishing school take a wild and dangerous turn as loyalties are tested and shocking true intentions come to light, in this spellbinding fourth novel in the House of Night series.

MY REVIEW 

This is a very important book of the series because two really significant characters are making a grand entrance:

1. James Stark, the new boy in school, the dog lover, the archery genius who has never missed a target and who will make all the Zoey’s pursuers (dead and alive) fade away.

Stark was cute. He was medium tall, not quarterback tall like my human ex-boyfriend, Heath, or abnormally gorgeous Superman tall like my fledgling-turned-vampyre ex-boyfriend, Erik. But he wasn’t short, eithe/>Stark/>
This is a very important book of the series because two really significant characters are making a grand entrance:

1. James Stark, the new boy in school, the dog lover, the archery genius who has never missed a target and who will make all the Zoey’s pursuers (dead and alive) fade away.

Stark was cute. He was medium tall, not quarterback tall like my human ex-boyfriend, Heath, or abnormally gorgeous Superman tall like my fledgling-turned-vampyre ex-boyfriend, Erik. But he wasn’t short, either. Actually, he was about Damien’s height. He was kinda on the thin side, but I could see muscles through his old T-shirt, and his arms were definitely yummy. He had cute, messy guy hair, that sandy color between blond and brown. His face was okay, too, with a strong chin, straight nose, big brown eyes, and nice lips. So, dissected into separate parts, Stark was an okay-looking kid. As I watched him, I realized that what took him from meh to hot was his intensity and his confidence. He moved like everything he did was deliberate, but that the deliberateness was tinged with sarcasm. It was like he was a part of the world, and at the same time he was flipping it off.

2. Kalona, the winged Cherokee demon, the fallen angel, the father of the Raven Mockers, the ultimate bad guy

He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. His skin was smooth and completely unmarred, and was gilded with what looked like the kiss of the sun’s loving rays. His hair was as black as his wings, and fell loose and thick around his shoulders, making him look like an ancient warrior. His face—how can I ever fully describe his beautiful face? It was like a sculpture come to life, and it made even the most handsome mortal, be he human or vampyre, look like a sickly, unsuccessful attempt at imitation of his glory. His eyes were the color of amber, so perfect, they were almost golden. I found myself wanting to get lost in them. Those eyes called to me ... he called to me ...

Interesting cliff-hanger and the story becomes more complicated.