Content warning: Lethal Union: Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Light BDSM,
Slayer’s Soulmate: Violence, BDSM, Exhibitionism
Sara Carlton is the Slayer. It is her job to patrol the night to kill vampires and other demons. This is not easy in the London of 1818. Women can't be seen around alone at night. Plus she is also now a débutante and must attend all the necessary functions to appease her parents. They know nothing about her extra activities. They just want her to find a rich husband.
Dominic the Marquis of Sandford has come to London to find out about the new slayer. He is a Master Vampire and intends to have some fun before he kills her.
This story is a lot of fun, especially for Buffy fans. It's a lot harder for our heroine to hide what she is doing than it was for Buffy. Our hero is totally unprepared for the reality of the tiny hunter.
A sexy and exciting start to the series. I loved it.
Dominic stepped outside and followed the girl down a path and deep into the garden. Amazingly he could sense no other humans out here making an illicit rendezvous. It was just he and the Slayer. She was safe, for now. Then he looked ahead and was shocked that he couldn’t see her anymore. The damn chit had vanished.
“Why are you following me?” a husky voice demanded from behind him.
Dominic had to admire her. The girl had been aware of him following her the whole time and had double backed to surprise him. He slowly turned around and faced the Slayer, liking what he saw. She was even prettier close-up. Holding up his hands to indicate that she was in no danger from him when nothing could be further from the truth, Dominic smiled. “I saw you come out here and wanted to warn you that you shouldn’t enter a garden at night on your own like this.”
“The Marquis of Sandford, at your service.” He gave a mocking bow.
The chit merely blinked, before raising an eyebrow skeptically at him. “Well, my Lord. Thank you for your concern, but I came out for some fresh air and I wish to be alone,” she said, dismissing him.
Dominic couldn’t help liking her. She had guts and he wanted to talk a little more to see what other insults she would give him. He couldn’t let her go yet. He was enjoying the fact she had no idea what he really was. “Aren’t you going to tell me your name?” he asked when she was about to turn and walk away from him. “It seems only polite under the circumstances.”
“No.” She frowned when he laughed. “We haven’t been introduced by anyone and I don’t think…”
“Come now. Take pity on the gentleman who cared enough about your safety to warn you about the dangers of entering a secluded garden. Tell me your name.”
“Miss Susan Smythe,” came the prompt reply. “Happy?”
“I’ll have to be.” But he knew the girl had lied. No matter, he would discover her real name later.
She was about to turn from him again when he stepped closer and he enjoyed hearing her little gasp of astonishment. He also saw a fleeting flash of awareness in her eyes for him as an attractive male and it pleased him.
“You should be more careful of your reputation, Miss Smythe.” He stared at her mouth. Such plump, soft lips and they were begging for a kiss. Perhaps he should oblige.
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“Emma.” He eased himself off the door. “I am only an observer. I’m not here to harm you.”
This is the 2nd book in the series, but as it is set twenty two years later you could read it as a stand alone.
Lady Emma Sandford has inherited her Slayer abilities from her mother but also she is half vampire. This helps no end with the family business, killing demons and evil vampires. The family have come to the attention of the vampire Elders.
Alaric the Earl of Northwich has been sent by the Elders to discover if the Slayer family are indiscriminately killing vampires or only the bad ones. He has some surprises to come.
Our heroine is a really brave kick ass Victorian lady. Trying to keep up appearances within the Ton is the hardest part of it for her. Luckily unlike her mother before her she doesn't have to hide it from her family.
Our hero is an ancient Master vampire who has always tried to avoid unnecessary killing. He has an extra talent that comes in very handy.
A very exciting story. For me , it had everything, historical romance and paranormal. There is non stop action and some smoking hot sex. I loved every page. I must have the next book in the series.
Lady Emma Sandford has inherited her Slayer abilities from her mother but also she is half vampire. This helps no end with the family business, killing demons and evil vampires. The family have come to the attention of the vampire Elders.
Alaric the Earl of Northwich has been sent by the Elders to discover if the Slayer family are indiscriminately killing vampires or only the bad ones. He has some surprises to come.
Our heroine is a really brave kick ass Victorian lady. Trying to keep up appearances within the Ton is the hardest part of it for her. Luckily unlike her mother before her she doesn't have to hide it from her family.
Our hero is an ancient Master vampire who has always tried to avoid unnecessary killing. He has an extra talent that comes in very handy.
A very exciting story. For me , it had everything, historical romance and paranormal. There is non stop action and some smoking hot sex. I loved every page. I must have the next book in the series.
“You’ve been avoiding me, Lady Emma,” he drawled, and his deep voice made her stomach quiver. Which was ridiculous. No male affected her. She swung around to face him.
“Yes, I have.” She wasn’t going to deny it, and she looked him over coolly as he lounged against the locked door with his arms folded over his broad chest.
“My family seemed to have welcomed you, but I don’t trust you.”
Emma didn’t need to explain herself, but she wanted him to know that she wasn’t scared of him or of any threat he might pose. The Elders may be different, though, and she wanted to know more about them from him.
“I’m sorry you feel that way.” Alaric sighed. “I’m sure your father has told you that I was sent to London to observe the Slayer’s family.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Oh, I know you were. And then you realized that it was my father who had married the Slayer, so you thought it was your chance to worm your way into our house and our life. Supposedly you’re no threat.”
Well, she wasn’t convinced.
“Emma.” He eased himself off the door. “I am only an observer. I’m not here to harm you.”
“What about the Elders you’re reporting to?” she hissed at him, revealing her small fangs.
Alaric seemed taken aback by the sight of them. “Incredible. You have fangs.”
Emma retracted them. “I’m half vampire. Of course I have fangs.” She spoke to him as though he was a dullard. “Now, tell me about these old vampires.”
He stared at her for a moment longer as if transfixed and then shook his head. “Suddenly you’re interested in me?”
“Hardly.” She was quick to deflate his ego. “I’m interested in what you can tell me about them.”
She tensed when he took a step toward her.
“What will you do if I don’t comply?” he purred. “Beat it out of me?”
“If I have to.” Emma frowned when he laughed. Didn’t he believe her? She’d taken larger vampires than him out and had no qualms about using force where necessary if it meant protecting her family.
Alaric looked her over, his green eyes lingering on certain parts of her body longer than others. “Are you going to pummel me in that pretty gown of yours?”
As an attempt to distract her it was pathetic. She wasn’t falling for that one. The second she looked down at her dress, he’d pounce on her. She smirked at him. “You’d be surprised what I can do in this gown.”
Heat flared in his eyes and she regretted her words, especially when he took another step closer. “I mean I can still fight perfectly well in it.” Damn him. It was just like a man to deliberately misinterpret what she’d said. And she could fight in a gown. Combined with her other powers she was pretty lethal in one, but he didn’t need to know about those yet. Keep your enemy wondering was her motto. She’d only use them if he didn’t start talking soon.
“Do you normally beat up your father’s guests?” he inquired in a lazy drawl as he took yet another step closer.
Emma gulped. He was getting far too close for her comfort and would end up forcing her hand. Determined to get that information, though, she lifted her chin. Nobody mocked her. “Only the inconvenient ones.”
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Thanks for sharing and for your reviews.x
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