Sunday, June 29, 2014

#Giveaway Guardians of the Angels Series ~ Veined #1 and Lethed #2 by Anyta Sunday ~ Reviews ~ Excerpts

Guardians of the Angels
Book I
Anyta Sunday

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

ASIN: B005J1L41Y

Number of pages: 446 pages

Word Count: 85000 words

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Book Description:

It could be worse for Sylva Lark. She could be dead. A coma was nothing to that. Or her family moving across country for the treatment, leaving her with a big blue mark on her back.

She can handle it.


Except the mark glows and tingles, especially whenever transition helper Atticus Plot (Attic) is close by. She suspects he’s hiding something, and when she stumbles across a torn body bearing the same spiral marking as her own, that suspicion is confirmed.

After a few shaves with death, the truth finally comes out and the battles begin.

But not all her fights are external; her biggest one is the decision she has to make between doing the right thing for the world and giving up her beloved family for good.

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Review for Veined

I absolutely loved this book, such a great start to an amazing series I think. I was hooked from the first few pages. I love the concept of this story, its one I never read about before.  Well, not like this anyway.

Sylva is a great lead female character, she was easy to relate too.  Now Atticus Plot (Attic) is absolutely yummy, I really liked him a lot, and this complicated romance was very interesting and filled with twist and turns that you won’t see coming.

The idea of the Guardians of Angels is a bit unique I think. The demons are scary too, but not so much to make it read like a horror book. Which is good, as that’s not something I like to read too much.

There never was a dull moment at all with this book. It was paced just right, not too fast, not too slow. I never felt the need to put it down, the opposite really, had to tear myself away to do things, like cook dinner –late as I lost track of time, lol- and the family wondered what could keep me from doing what I am supposed to be doing.

I really do not want to give anything away as its part of the draw of this book; the not really knowing what is up.

I think the chemistry between Attic and Sylva Lark is great; he calls her little lark, so cute.
I did have a hard time imagining a guy, a hot guy like Attic, wearing long black gloves, kept thinking about the long thin gloves ladies wore with ball gowns, so that was hard to imagine without totally giving me a thought he was strange or something. I think that part that he needs to wear gloves would have had a more “cool” factor if they were normal leather gloves guys would wear, not ones that cover the whole forearm. Guys just would not be caught dead with those kinds, and I seen no reason for that style, won’t say why he needs them at all, but am pretty sure it’s just his hands that need covered.

I found the writing style really good. I am thinking the author must be European or something as she sometimes had a phrase or word that the very American characters would say that just would not be said by an American, the one example is when one of them got some bags out of the “boot” which is actually the trunk, and I only knew that because I have some Australian friends who also say that, and had told me what that meant. Many people may not know. There are just a few instances of that. But other than that, found no flaws with this book or the writing.

I was so very heartbroken at the end, I mean just was so sad about it. I was very glad I had book 2, Lethed, if I didn’t I would have been pretty upset that I could not continue right away.

I give this book 5 out of 5 stars. It really hooked me and tugged at my heartstrings.

I received this book from the author for my honest review.

I give the cover 3 out of 5 only because it does not fit the book at all. I had seen a different cover at a few retailers that has this same cover but shows the blue “Vein” on her back. That would at least fit somewhat. But what doesn’t fit, is that the model on the cover has blonde hair, when Sylva has long red hair, so doesn’t match the story. (Neither does the cover for book 2, dark hair with black around eyes, just seems strange, though had not finished that book as of writing this) That being said, the cover on its own, as in how it’s made and all that is fine, so nothing against the designer, just the fit of it for the book is all.

I highly recommend this series, give it a shot. A great Paranormal Romance, that is light on the romance.

This review is also at Goodreads and Amazon, (likes are always appreciated, :)

Exclusive Veined Extract

“You’re coming with us.” Marcus gave a grunt that said he wouldn’t take no for an answer. “You’ve been hiding in a shell for the last three weeks, and now that you’re out of it, we’re damn well not going to let you crawl back inside.” He flashed me a large smile. “And another thing, not to be judgmental or anything,” he paused, “actually, fuck being PC, totally to be judgmental, you have got to liven up that closet of yours. You’ve been wearing that blue T-shirt three days in a row. Maddy? Did you bring the spare?”
I took a step back and rested my nose against my shoulder, trying to sniff without being too obvious. Gosh. How did I still have friends smelling like I did? I had new respect for anyone who stood or sat within a ten-foot radius of me.
Maddy handed me a lovely green top, trimmed with a floral lace. “There you go, Sylva. And wear your hair out. It’s so lovely when it falls over your shoulders.” She let out a sigh. “I wish I had long wavy red hair.”
Marcus ruffled Maddy’s hair. “You always want what you don’t have. But you suit your short dark hair.” He faced me. “Now go change.”
I undid my hair as Maddy suggested, the dark green top complementing it nicely. With a touch of eyeliner and a brush through my greasy hair, I was ready, and rather than the hefferlump I’d been the past three weeks, I felt nice. A pity Jason had to work, though it would be nice just hanging with friends.
When I came out of the girl’s lavatory Maddy hugged me. “Much better.”
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“Where you can peck to your heart’s content, little Lark.” The answer came from behind me and I jumped. I twisted and my hair followed after me, tumbling over my left shoulder. Attic’s blue eyes met mine. He grinned.
He knows about my mark. I pushed the thought away. I wouldn’t let it affect me. Not today. I needed to relish the fact I was back.
I forced myself to smile, to look at him without questions popping into my head. Casually, I checked out today’s adornment. Laura’s caramel skin and dark hair combined with her long legs made her model material. She was also one of the smartest girls in the senior class. Although she was on par with Attic in terms of looks—even more so since Attic’s hair was the same shade today—I would have deemed her too smart to involve herself with him.
“Laura, I’m not sure your friends are doing their job. If they had, they would have warned you about him.” My gaze landed heavily on Attic.
He shook his head and chuckled. “It’s good to see your tongue wasn’t damaged.” I poked my tongue at him and he laughed harder. “And to answer your earlier question, we’re going to the steakhouse.”
My tummy rumbled. Attic winked and, not wanting him to see my face redden, I turned and linked arms with Maddy. “Let’s go then.”
The idea of fries and steak made my mouth water. I had a feeling I was about to make up for my lack of appetite in a big way.
“Marcus,” I hissed under my breath as we piled into Attic’s Porsche. “Why are we even going with them?” I motioned to Attic and Laura. The idea of crashing their date didn’t settle well with me. I’d been trying hard not to think about the strange happenings of my life, but seeing him and talking to him made that impossible. Ideally, I didn’t want to be around Attic again until he gave me answers. Yet, a small part of me wanted to be around him today. What was that about?
Marcus looked at me blankly, like I’d asked him what two plus two equaled. But I really didn’t understand it. He rolled his eyes and whispered in my ear. “If the guy of your dreams asks if you want to grab a bite with friends, you go. We just got chatting today, and he suggested we all go out. He’s too hot to say no to.” He drew away and then came back. “He kept asking about you, though. As sad as it makes me, I think he may have a thing for you.”
The seatbelt whipped against me as Attic hit the brakes. When I looked up to comment on his reversing, my breath caught. He stared straight at me in the rearview mirror, a little golden angel figure swinging madly from it. As soon as our eyes met, he looked away. “It’s darn near impossible to see past your heads,” he muttered, and put the gear in drive.

Guardians of the Angels
Book II
Anyta Sunday

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance


Number of pages: 418 pages
Word Count: 75000 words

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Book Description:

Sylva Lark made her choice.

Now she has to adjust to Guardian life. Training. Killing demons. Controlling her powers.

If only giving up her family wouldn’t hurt so damn much, . . . and if there wasn’t a strange attraction to the betrothed Prince Atticus she just met . . .

Amongst murder and mayhem, and toeing an unclear line between right and wrong, Sylva and her fellow Guardians must find a way to secure Eirene.

But it’s not easy going up against underworld Queen Furie when those on Sylva’s side are hiding secrets . . .

Will they succeed in protecting the home of the angels? Or will they fail, submitting the heavens to the fate of Furie?

And will Sylva and Attic ever remember what they mean to each other?

Or will they stay forever Lethed?

Lethed Review

I can’t say enough how much I have enjoyed this series. I really want the next book soon. I need it! (there better be a next book that is, lol)
(warning below this for spoilers for book one)

It’s heartbreaking how Attic and Sylva start of as strangers, since they get Lethed (memories of each other erased and people who knew them together get their memories “adjusted” ). Sylva can’t understand why she feels a attraction to engaged Attic, who she thinks she just met. It’s frustrating for us readers as we know what is going on.

I do not want to give anything for this book away, and said a lot on what I like for this series in general in my book one review.
I really got emotionally connected to these characters, and really want more. I hate how there is a bit of a cliffhanger, and really need the next book.

I give this book 5 out of 5 stars. I highly recommend to the paranormal lovers out there who would like something a bit different.

I was given a copy of this book for my honest review.

This review is also at Goodreads and Amazon. (Likes are always appreciated :)

Exclusive Lethed Extract

I walked to the door and knocked. When no one answered a second time, my vein hummed. Something wasn’t right.
I breathed in slow and deep.
A shudder rolled through me. How did I not sense it before now? Was I desensitized to the smell of blood already?
The thought chilled me, and I yanked the door handle, ready to boulder my way inside and help the Guardian if he needed it. It swung in easily. A bit too easily, and I toppled gracelessly into the room, just catching myself before face-planting into the carpet.
In that stumbling moment, the whole scene flashed before me. Across the room, sprawled on the twin bed was a corpse. A Guardian corpse. His neck had been sliced and his blood pooled over the white pillow and sheets.
A demon dressed in black from his boots to his gloves bent over the body, searching the inside of the Guardian’s jacket. His head jerked up as I entered and brilliant blue eyes snapped to mine. Beautiful and cold.
“Get your hands off of him.” I emphasized my words by shooting lightning at him.
He cursed and moved before it smashed into his chest but I aimed another at him. He disappeared for a second, reappearing to my right.
I’d never seen a demon do that before. “What are you? Keres?” I whipped out a knife from my boot, swallowing a sudden lump of fear—it wouldn’t do well for him to smell that. I hoped he was just a Keres or I was so screwed.
Why hadn’t I waited for Alyse?
Because you thought you had a fleeting chance to save someone.
But dammit, he was already dead. Looked like I’d just missed helping him.
“Keres?” The guy paused a moment, his lip curled up on one side. I took my advantage and swung the blade like Alyse had taught me in trainings. I almost hit him too, but his speed once again defied anything I’d ever seen a demon do. The only damage I inflicted on him was a slice to one of his gloves.
He swore again. “Put that bloody knife down.”
“Are you delusional? You think I’d follow orders from you?” I lunged to stab his heart but he vanished.
“You would if you knew what was good for you,” the demon said from across the room. “And Keres? Seriously? How new are you?”
As if I represented the threat level of a gnat, he stood with his back to me, searching the small desk in the corner of the room. Yanking out drawers, he pilfered through them. “They couldn’t have taken it,” he muttered. “Maybe Dylan . . .”
I quietly aimed another bolt at him but he casually side-stepped, letting the desk take the impact.
The desk, paper, pens and glass exploded, and shards of wood burst in all directions. Something stung my neck—a splinter, I guessed. I hoped the explosion impaled the demon with wood but he just looked pissed. “Look, Chestnut, could we have this little brawl you’re so intent on having after I find what I’m looking for?”
“What is this?” I stammered, thrown off by the demon’s laid-back attitude. “Of course not. I don’t negotiate with devil spawn.”
He laughed. “I really need to keep looking. Any other time, a duel would be welcomed.”
Unhitching my throwing knives, I launched them. One sailed past his ear, the other he caught by the hilt. He threw it back at me, but it hit the wall above the door a good few feet away.
“Leave the knife throwing to me,” Alyse said as she entered the room.
At first I thought she was talking to me and preparing to kill the demon herself. But she didn’t go for her knives. Instead, she smiled. “Long time no see, friend.”
He looked from her to the knife to me. He said, “I’d have destroyed her if I wanted. I didn’t.” He tilted his head to the side as if pondering his decision. “I was close to changing my mind, though.”
Friend? Friend? Alyse’s words crashed through my head. Why would Alyse—oh crap. Was that demon a Guardian?
I must have spoken my last thought aloud—that, or I hadn’t shielded my thoughts—because Alyse groaned.
“That’s the demon,” the friend said, pointing to the man on the bed. “Not me.” . . 

About the Author:

A born and raised New Zealander, Anyta Sunday has been exploring the literary world since she started reading Roald Dahl as a kid. Inspired, stories have been piling up in her head ever since. Fast forward to her mid-twenties and jump a few countries (Germany, America, and back again), and she started putting pen to paper. When she’s not writing or chasing her kid around, she’s reading, hiking, watching a Joss Whedon series, attempting pilates, or curling up with her two cats. Updates on her projects can be found at

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Thursday, June 26, 2014

#Giveaway ~ Allegiance (Penton Vampire Legacy #4) by Susannah Sandlin ~ Excerpt and Review

Penton Vampire Legacy
Book 4
Susannah Sandlin

Genre: Paranormal Romantic Thriller

Publisher: Montlake Romance
Date of Publication: June 10, 2014

Book Description:

From award-winning author Susannah Sandlin comes the fourth book in the smart and steamy Penton Legacy series.

British vampire psychiatrist and former mercenary Cage Reynolds returns to Penton, Alabama, looking for a permanent home. The town has been ravaged by the ongoing vampire war and the shortage of untainted human blood, and now the vampires and humans that make up the Omega Force are trying to rebuild. Cage hopes to help the cause, put down roots in Penton, and resolve his relationship with Melissa Calvert. The last thing he expects is an attraction to Robin Ashton, a trash-talking eagle shape-shifter and new Omega recruit.

Meanwhile, as a dangerous saboteur wreaks havoc in Penton, the ruthless Vampire Tribunal leader Matthias Ludlam has been freed on the eve of his scheduled execution. But by whom? And to what end? As war and chaos rage on, love is the last thing Cage is looking for, but will his attraction to Robin distract him from the danger living among them?

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I loved this book so much. I liked them all so far, and this just adds to the greatness of this series. I was so happy to see some characters from the authors cancelled series that I liked so much. (Storm Force , Omega Force series #1) So was happy about that.

I really liked Cage and was happy that this book was more for him, but of course we get all the great characters from the previous books too.

I was pulled in and hooked right from the start just like I was for the rest. I just wish there was more of Will, we do get to have him some, just not enough for my liking.
I like how this vampire series is different than many others. The idea of the humans who get a certain vaccine is poison to vampires is a great concept (though the tv show True Blood is now doing something similar, wonder if those writers read these books, lol)
We get plenty of steamy scenes to keep the romantics out there happy, and lots of action and suspense too. I do recommend reading this series in order, as it builds from book to book, and is just that much more interesting.

I highly recommend this book and the entire series. A Must Read in my opinion. Very well written too.

5 out of 5 stars.

Cover review. Love it, it’s great, just like all the rest.  5 out of 5 for it as well.

I was provided a copy of this book for my honest review.

This review is also posted at Goodreads and Amazon. (likes are always appreciated :)


Mirren Kincaid was six feet, eight inches of muscle and bad attitude, and Cage would wager few had ever spoken to him the way the girl had. At least not and lived to tell about it.
Cage glanced at Nik, who was biting his lower lip and not doing a very good job of hiding his own amusement. “Is she always like this?”
Nik gave a slow shake of the head. “Negative. Not at all.” He paused. “Sometimes she’s worse.”
This time, Cage couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face. “This is going to be fun, as long as we stay out of the way.”
“I can f**king hear you, Reynolds.” Mirren growled at Cage over his shoulder, but kept his eyes pinned on the girl. Woman, Cage should say, although she was so diminutive next to the Scottish behemoth it was hard not to see her as a waif. Probably accounted for her Mirren-like attitude. Short-man syndrome, so to speak.
Mirren’s hands balled into fists, and if the man had still been human, his face would have turned about six ugly shades of pissed off. Cage couldn’t see the big guy’s expression, but he’d bet those gray eyes had gone from thunderstorm to snowstorm.
“The colonel has lost his mind.” Mirren’s voice dropped about an octave. “What could you possibly do to help us here?”
She propped her hands on her hips, gave Mirren a slow, sultry once-over with more than a little come-hither in her expression, and lowered her voice—but not so low that Cage couldn’t hear.
“I can do things to you that are beyond your wildest dreams, vampire.”
“Uh-oh,” Nik muttered under his breath. “She’s gonna blow.”
If Cage hadn’t been afraid Mirren would turn his wrath on the nearest safe target—him, in other words—he would’ve explained to Nik that Mirren was showing uncharacteristic restraint, and if anyone was going to violently break the stalemate it would be the big guy.
“Little girl, I suggest you walk back into whatever hole in the woods you crawled out of.” Mirren’s voice dropped even lower and softer. Funny how, on some people, a soft voice was more menacing than a shout. “In the morning, the colonel can reassign you to a more fitting place. I don’t care what you turn into—squirrel, otter . . .” He gave her a head-to-toe once-over and waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. “Chipmunk.”
Nik groaned and looked at the ground. “Oh, man.”
Ashton took a step toward Mirren, craning her neck again. “And where might that more fitting place be, Mirren Kincaid? Oh, don’t look surprised. I did my homework. Where is it you think I belong in this man’s army? On my back?”
Mirren shrugged. “Probably, but don’t spread your legs on my account, honey.”
The air around them crackled with tension, and even Cage thought Mirren had gone a step too far. He opened his mouth to suggest that Nik take Ashton far, far away for the evening and start fresh at dusk tomorrow, maybe with a referee. He froze at her expression, though. She was grinning, dark eyes alight with mirth and a look Cage recognized all too well. The undeniable, addictive power of the adrenaline rush. Ashton was having fun.
Clearly, the woman was insane. She was suicidal. She was . . . superb.
With a screech that would do a banshee proud, she ran at Mirren headfirst. If Cage hadn’t heard the man’s oof and been knocked off-balance himself when Mirren fell ass over teakettle, he’d have sworn he’d hallucinated the whole thing.
“Told ya,” mumbled Nik, who’d stepped out of the way with nimble speed.
A burst of pain erupted on Cage’s cheek, followed by the trickle of blood streaming toward his neck. Damn, but that little woman could throw a punch. Unfortunately, she was throwing them so hard and fast, she’d clocked him as well as Mirren.
Cage rolled out of the line of fire and took the outstretched hand Nik offered. “That woman is barking mad.” Cage rubbed his jaw, amazed that Mirren was fending off blows but not striking back.
Nik nodded. “As a hatter.”
Finally, breathing hard from either fists or fury, or both, the woman stopped her assault. She sat astride Mirren, looking down at him with a frown. “Why the fuck won’t you fight back? Afraid of being beat by a sorority girl? It’s no fun if you don’t fight back.”
Cage waited for it. The name-calling. Maybe a backhand to show Ashton what the Slayer was made of—which, even from his prone position, would send her flying. The lesson-teaching that was sure to follow.
Instead, the choked noise Mirren uttered was one it took a moment for Cage to recognize because he’d never heard it from the man. Didn’t think it was possible. Mirren Kincaid was laughing.
His voice even sounded different—lighter, amused. “What the hell are you, Ashton?”
She climbed off him and rose to her full height, which wasn’t much. “Eagle shifter. And a damn good tracker. And stronger than you fang-faces can imagine. Plus, I can fly. So don’t fuckin’ mess with me.”
Mirren rolled to his feet with surprising grace for a man his size and rubbed his face. The fingers he drew from his mouth were covered in blood from multiple scratches, and there appeared to be tooth marks along his jawline. “You got a first name?”
Ashton squinted up at Mirren a few heartbeats. “It’s Robin.”
An eagle named Robin. Bloody brilliant. Cage opened his mouth to comment but caught an elbow in the ribs from Nik, who gave a slight shake of his head.
Right. Don’t tease the eagle about her name.
Mirren seemed to have reached the same conclusion, since he bypassed any comment about ironic names. “Guess you’ll work out after all, Ashton. Gonna have to find a new place for you to crash, though. Since the colonel didn’t say you were a girl”—Cage saw Robin’s eyebrow take a dangerous spike at that, but Mirren was oblivious—“I’d planned to put you and Zorba in a room together.”
“That’s fine.” Robin ran her fingers through her short, spiky hair, and Cage tracked the movement. Such delicate fingers in hands that held such power. “We sleep together half the time anyway.”
“Aw, shit,” Nik huffed out under his breath. “I swear that woman has no filter.” Interesting. “And where do you sleep the other half of the time, little bird?”
The words came out before Cage could stop them, which he instantly regretted. Talk about no filters; his were usually a mile high but they seemed to have suddenly vaporized.
He’d been off Robin Ashton’s radar during her preoccupation with Mirren. Now, however, she stepped away from Mirren and looked at him. Really looked. Cage felt naked, as if she could see way more than he’d ever intended to share. When had he developed such a big mouth?
“You asking me to sleep with you the rest of the time, vampire?”

About the Author:

Susannah Sandlin writes paranormal romance and romantic thrillers from Auburn, Alabama, on top of a career in educational publishing that has thus far spanned five states and six universities—including both Alabama and Auburn, which makes her bilingual. She grew up in Winfield, Alabama, but was also a longtime resident of New Orleans, so she has a highly refined sense of the absurd and an ingrained love of SEC football, cheap Mardi Gras trinkets, and fried gator on a stick.

She’s the author of the award-winning Penton Legacy paranormal romance series, a spinoff novel, Storm Force, a standalone novelette, Chenoire, and a new romantic thriller series, The Collectors, beginning with Lovely, Dark, and Deep. Writing as Suzanne Johnson, she also is the author of the Sentinels of New Orleans urban fantasy series. Her Penton novel, Omega, was nominated for a 2013 Reviewer’s Choice Award in Paranormal Romance from RT Book Reviews magazine. Absolution was the winner of the 2013 Holt Medallion in Paranormal Romance.

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Wednesday, June 25, 2014

#Giveaway ~ Rough Trails and Shallow Graves (The Cowboy and the Vampire #3) by Clark Hays & Kathleen McFall ~ Review

Rough Trails and Shallow Graves
The Cowboy and the Vampire Collection
Book Three
Clark Hays and Kathleen McFall

Genre: Paranormal Romance/Western Romance

Publisher: Pumpjack Press

Date of Publication: May 5, 2014

Cover Artist: Aaron Perkins

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Book Description:

Say goodbye to LonePine, Wyoming, a typical small town in the American west with typical small town problems — romantic intrigues, warm beer and vampires.

When Lizzie goes missing on their wedding night, Tucker is forced to team up with his bloodthirsty Russian nemesis to find answers. Crashing through cowboy country, the vampire spirit world and wrecked salmon canneries, they confront an evil more ancient than even the undead — human greed — twisting science into something terrible.

Can there be a happily-ever-after for a cowboy and vampire, or is their unusual love just a delusion?  Time to cowboy up.

This is the third book in The Cowboy and the Vampire Collection.

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Below is info on the first 2 books in this series.

A Very Unusual Romance
The Cowboy and the Vampire
Book 1
Clark Hays and Kathleen McFall

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“Deliciously dark.” – Booklist

Welcome to LonePine, Wyoming, where the best of the American west faces off against the rise of the undead. It’s a love story for the ages.

Worlds collide when a broke cowboy and a glamorous big city reporter fall lipstick over boot heels in love. But she carries a 2,000-year-old secret in her veins that will test their unusual romance.

Saddle up for a hilarious, existential gallop through the dying west with an army of ancient bloodsuckers in hot pursuit.

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Blood and Whiskey:The Cowboy and the Vampire
Book 2
Clark Hays and Kathleen McFall

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“Strong writing, funny characters … riveting.” – Kirkus Reviews 

Welcome back to LonePine, Wyoming. It’s like any other slowly dying town in the modern American West. Except it’s suddenly lousy with vampires.

Cultures clash as the vampire illuminati ride into town to settle ancient scores, test loyalties and thrash out a new world order. Can the fragile relationship between a cowboy and a vampire survive lust, betrayal and country music?

Grab the reins and hold on tight as Tucker and Lizzie stampede through rural America and across the vampire afterlife, desperate to protect their unlikely love.

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About the Authors:

Between the two of them, Clark Hays and Kathleen McFall have worked in writing jobs ranging from cowboy-poet to energy journalist to restaurant reviewer to university press officer. After they met, their writing career took center stage when they wrote the first book in The Cowboy and the Vampire Collection as a test for marriage. They passed. Clark and Kathleen now live in Portland, Oregon.

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About the artist

When asked about his biggest artistic influences, Aaron Perkins says there are too many to name, but when pressed mentions Gustav Klimt, Modigliani and the full-on art deco and nouveau movements, abstraction expressionism and surrealism. Aaron is also a big fan of concert poster art. That heady and diverse collection of inspiration shows up in The Cowboy and Vampire Collection covers.
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My Review for Rough Trails and Shallow Graves (Book 3 in the Cowboy and the Vampire series)

I think this 3rd book is by far the strongest of this series. It is darker too, but we have Elita to add some comic relief and it is needed because of some very dark things that go down, and some of them upset me alot. There are some huge emotional issues that we have to deal with in this one, and they hit you hard. I was choked up at a few places. One loss is felt greatly, and didn't agree that this person had to die. Wont say who, but just didn't think it was necessary for this story.

Another lost really hits you, and like i said, this book is much darker. I really felt with Lizzie and what she had to go through. In this book she is kidnapped by scientist that use her as a guinea pig to try to harness their anti-aging ability. Not cool at all. 

I was very shocked at how this book ended, its heartbreaking, and had me pretty scared that this was the last in the series, it better not be is all I have to say. These characters really crawled into my heart, and I do not want to let them go.

So, if there is another book, then yay, can't wait. If not, then I am not happy with that ending. (fingers crossed that there will be more)

If you read the previous books already then you will have a strong book relationship with these characters too, so think you will love it. Now if you had not read these yet, what are you waiting for? There are no vampire books at all out there even close to like these. The unique spin on them with the added cowboy from Wyoming really makes it special. I would not call this a western in anyway, as its modern times, just a cowboy who lives in a small town in Wyoming, and being a girl who grew up on a ranch in  Colorado myself can identify with him. I also had a real cowboy as my mentor to all things with horses, I know these cowboys do exist, at least in the remote country areas. He just happens to fall in love with a vampire.

So give this a try if you like vampires or paranormal romances in general. 

This is first rate writing for sure. You won’t be sorry

5 out of 5 stars for me.

This book was provided by the authors for my honest review.

Cover review: Amazing covers, for all 3 (these new ones) it fits the books well. I like them alot. 5 out of 5 stars for the covers for them all.

You can read my review for book 2, here.

This review is also at Goodreads and Amazon (likes are always welcome)

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