4 loved Alexia stars!
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. The language is set up for the 19th century and I loved it. The front of the book I own literally says “A novel of vampires, werewolves and parasols”. I want to say bravo to the thought process that went into this book. I wasn’t sure what had me more engrossed the language or the supernatural policies.
This book follows Alexia a preternatural woman, she can change any supernatural back into a human with just a touch. Alexia is a wonderful character she is strong and determined. The only time she is ever hard on herself is when her family is involved. They have led her to believe her pedigree is not worthy. Not only is she a worthy heroine she also has the sophistication and grace of her time! Obviously she carry’s around a silver tipped parasol to protect herself from the supernatural beings not registered with the BUR. However when an un-registered vamp decides to attack her it leads onto a long mysterious journey with the very handsome and Scottish Lord Maccon.
Lord Maccon is a werewolf and a head at the BUR. He is already investing the new vampire pop ups when Alexia gets entangled with one. I loved their interactions he’s all burly and grumpy and she is trying to be delicate. They come off as hating each other in the beginning and then the tables turn. I really enjoyed when he got super angry at something his Scottish accent got thicker. His Beta was really enjoyable how he always was quietly exasperated with Lord Maccon’s manner’s and appearance. Will the next book be about him?? I sure hope so…
Alexia’s good vampire friend I hope to see in many more books. His characteristics were amazing. He seemed a genuine friend and was always impeccably dressed…
Here’s bit of the book…
Lord Maccon scrubbed his face with his hand, reached desperately for a nearby teapot, and drained it through the spout.
Miss Tarabotti looked away from the horrible sight. Who was it that had said “only just civilized”? She closed her eyes and considered, realizing it must have been she. She fluttered on e hand to her throat. “Please, Lord Maccon, use one of hte cups. My delicate sensibilities.”
The earl actually snorted. “My dear Miss Tarabotti, if you possessed any such things, you certainly have never shown them to me.” But he did put down the teapot.
I can’t wait to read the next book.. this book has everything you are looking for romance, steam punk, vampires, werewolves and 19th century language!
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