Review (Blood Red)

Until Death do us part...

What better place than New Orleans for a

Wild Girls—only weekend?

 (read: 29/Nov/11)

          Blood Red

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Pub: 2007, MIRA

Author: Heather Graham

Cat: paranormal romance

Format: paperback (full); 341 pp w/ 19 chapters

Whose: Mark & Lauren

Age Range: adult

                Synopsis

When a fortune-teller shows bridesmaid Lauren Crow an omen of her gruesome death, she and her friends laugh it off as cheesy theatrics – until woman begin disappearing in the night.

     

As the streets become risky, Lauren finds herself lusting after a man who is dangerous, and quite possibly crazy. Mark Davidson prowls the city by night armed with crosses and holy water in search of vampires, who he insists are real. He is as irresistibly drawn to Lauren as she is to him, and not only because she’s the image of his murdered fiancée. But Mark’s frightening obsession with finding his lover’s killer merely hides a bitter vendetta that cuts deeper than grief over a lost love.

     

As Lauren wrestles with desire and disbelief, sinister shadows lengthen over New Orleans, threatening her friends and foretelling a battle that may spell the end of the city’s uneasy truce between the living and the undead.

      my Thoughts (review)

Okay, so I’ll start with the most important thing about this review—I didn’t finish the book, got up to page 176, it’s a little, if not just after the first sex scene and I just couldn’t continue the book. Thought I’ve read the bit at the end I don’t actually know what the major part in this book is. And honestly probly never will—it just wasn’t for me.

So, if anyone out there has read this book and can do this thing of mine better please feel free too. Honestly, I just want a review that people might actually be able to have a read opinion on it since mine... isn’t going to all that great.

I didn’t like the story; I found that I just couldn’t get into it. There was something there, and I’m sure if she’s a author you like, or her style is something that you like, then you will most likely like this book, but me? I just couldn’t. I found that I had to really push myself to even read as much of it as I did.

The love story of the characters where very similar, both were engaged before hand to people they loved and both their partners died (in different ways), they were instantly attracted to the other, though Mark’s was more because she looked, pretty much the same, as his dead lover. And there wasn’t really anything in it that let you see that he saw her differently only a line or two after the fucking. Which was probably why I didn’t particularly like it, being that there wasn’t any internal struggle that made his caving to the lust for her, I don’t know, powerful, maybe.

The two characters where different, but only Lauren seemed to have a real personality that was something more than mundane, and yet it was annoying, she could let go, everything was scary and she saw nothing but trouble (yeah, it was because of the book and the direction that she was going in, I saw that, and yet it was kind of annoying. Even when her friends said she had always been like that. Maybe it was more that it didn’t seem like she had been like that before hand. I don’t know, there was a real creep feel to the book, which was meant to be there, you saw that, and she did the creep shadows and the way of the vampires well, I liked that. I even liked the obvious secretive people around her. But while she could see it sometimes, and especially when it came to him, she couldn’t with these strangers who were clearly keeping something big from her.

It was really, a pile of little things that made me not like this book. and all of them just got me to the point that I couldn’t do it anymore—though there must have always been something I didn’t like since I’m not one that leaves my adults books on my shelf for long. I just could never seem to want to read this one.

All in all, I think, and I’ve said it above, if it’s your thing then you most likely will like this book, the sex scenes weren’t intense, or fully detailed in a way that it would swing in any direction towards erotica. and the writing style was nice, it flowed and got you interested, only I just couldn’t stay that way for long. Clock it up to my inability to stay still that long. Though that’s not entirely true, because I never actually got bored of the story, it just didn’t pull me in far enough that the things that annoyed me where worth reading because the story held me so tightly.

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