Hello everyone!
Back yet again with another book review, and what do you know (or, let's phrase it in the way it should be for this review, whaddyaknow) I'm back on a vampire binge. Only, really, I've never honestly gotten off it, especially not since reading the latest in Ward's series of books.
Mostly, it has to do with the fact that while I was reading the fourteenth one, I was struggling on occasion to figure out just what it was she was talking about.
It had been a while, after all, since the last time I've read these, even though I never, ever delete them from my e-reader.
Nope.
Best to have them on hand in case I ever feel like nibbling one of them open again. I'm honestly thinking of just buying the whole thing in a physical shape as well, because ... well, why not?
So lt's get with the program, as the vampires say, and sink our teeth into book number twelve: The King.

