There were a lot of comparisons to the Twilight series when it came to this book and after spending the past couple of days or so reading it, I can see why. Despite the weird similarities though, I felt that this story stood on its own two legs. I've always been fascinated by angels and the like - moreso when it came to archangels and coincidentally enough, Michael had always been my favorite archangel, so when I learned that he was starring in Dark Hope, I looked forward to reading it and seeing what happened. His interaction and connection with Hope was interesting. He'd always been a part of her life - ever since she'd been four years old. But that's a fact that only Michael himself knows. When things start happening to Hope - her past comes to bite her in the ass in a big way, and Michael's secret is revealed. As they race to save the world and find out what happens to Hope's future, Michael begins to change. 
 I loved Michael in the beginning. When he revealed to Hope who he actually was, the scene was actually pretty intense for me. Enough to actually steal my breath - and that was a phrase that I thought only happened in books. However, as the book progressed and Michael began distancing himself away from God, the worse he became. It wasn't the just the pain from being away from God, his personality was also taking a turn for the worse despite how hard he tried to keep himself in control. 
 I really liked Enoch though - and Raphael made me laugh. What a smartass. 
 But I hated how abruptly the book ended. I wanted so badly to find out what happened afterwards!