Cerulean Sins by Laurell K Hamilton
How on earth could Anita Blake have sex so many times in a row without chaffing downstairs?
How on earth could Anita Blake have sex so many times in a row without chaffing downstairs?
Now this is what I call kick-ass vampires! Sink it in, baby!
If the author wants to take on Laurell K Hamilton, she needs to do much better than this.
Emo stories about emo vampires, anyone?
Marius gets to star in a nice story, but he doesn’t get to do much here.
Ugh, this is painful. What’s with the abrupt slide into monster porn?
More like a tower of relentless stupidity.
Wait, who the hell is Merrick?
Okay, who asked for this sequel? Hands up so that I can stake you.
Beware the nice ones with golf clubs and poisonous wine…