Hello everyone!
So I'm back to reading about vampires, which, really, shouldn't be a surprise to anyone. Every once in a while, I'll stumble over some book or book series that will give me my needed bloodsucker dose, although admittedly not everyone does it with as much fanfare as
JR Ward, I think.
If anyone has been keeping track of my blog (which I hope you have, but oh well, fingers crossed!), I've been a Ward fan since a very good friend of mine introduced me to the series.
Or, well, the story goes like this: she kept on talking about it, and I sort of kept it in the back of my mind, that I have to read these books, but at the time I didn't have my ereader yet, so it was a bit of a problem until I figured out I could convert the files to PDF, which could then be read on my poor phone (the thing might have died a thousand deaths over one book ... I am still chagrined over that) to my heart's content.
And I was hooked.
Not only are these vampires badass, six-foot-sixers, the lot of them, with black belts in martial arts and zero clue in social behaviour, but they're also sexy as hell.
No surprise to anyone, then, that when the spin-off series was announced, I squealed.