Jessica Rules the Dark Side (Jessica's Guide Series #2)by Beth Fantaskey
“I should sue the people who designed the My Little Pony Crystal Rainbow Castle I played with in kindergarten. They led me to believe that castles were filled with rainbows and cupcakes and pastel-pink furniture. Not stone and fire and . . . blood.”
Eighteen-year-old Jessica Packwood is having a hard enough time feeling regal with her new/i>
“I should sue the people who designed the My Little Pony Crystal Rainbow Castle I played with in kindergarten. They led me to believe that castles were filled with rainbows and cupcakes and pastel-pink furniture. Not stone and fire and . . . blood.”
Eighteen-year-old Jessica Packwood is having a hard enough time feeling regal with her new vampire husband, Lucius. But when he’s charged with murder, Jessica’s suddenly on her own. She knows that with no blood to drink, Lucius’s time is running out. Can she figure out who the real killer is—and who she can trust—before it’s too late?
This disappointing sequel to Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side (2009) finds Jessica (a.k.a. Antanasia) trying to find her place as wife, princess and vampire in the drafty halls of an ancient castle in Romania.
Attempting to fill her birth-mother's vampire shoes, Jessica does her best to stand at her husband's side as he attempts to bring peace and cell phones to the vampire world. Vivid hallucinations, a violent death and her husband's imprisonment leave Jessica isolated in a country where she does not understand the language, the customs or whom to trust. Desperate, she calls on her shoe-loving friend, Mindy Sue. Mindy's arrival triggers a visit from her ex-boyfriend, Raniero, a vampire with the laid-back attitude of a surfer but a dark and possibly violent past. Fantaskey's lackluster story suffers from a wooden romance, weak characters and a mystery that is anything but mysterious. Jessica's obtuseness and lack of initiative render her ineffective as the main character. However, spunky Mindy's passionate-yet-tragic love for Raniero keeps the story from being a total bust. Readers hoping for a paranormal romance full of intrigue and passion will be seriously disappointed.
Only readers absolutely desperate for another vampire romance need apply. (Paranormal romance. 14 & up)
"Will keep teens riveted until the last page is turned."--VOYA "Fantaskey’s grasp of teen obsessions and realistic dialogue will keep readers satisfied."--Booklist
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The snow swirls around her, and she stands with her back to me, her body enveloped in a bright red cloak. Crimson . . . Mihaela’s color. The queen who once ruled the Dragomirs looks like a splash of blood against the expanse of white, and yet she is as strong and substantial as the jagged Carpathian rocks that rise out of the lonely Romanian mountain where we always meet.
I step toward her, not understanding. Why doesn’t she turn to greet me? “Mother?”
And then Mihaela Dragomir does turn, her face obscured by the cloak. And in her hands she holds an object, something she presses against her chest the way a nun would cradle a cross. But Mihaela is no humble, pious sister, and that thing . . . It is no holy relic.
The stake . . . The bloodstained stake . . .
Lucius’s stake, which he used to destroy his uncle—and which he’d once nearly used to—
Thrashing, fighting off something that seemed to press against my chest, I struggled to sit up and opened my eyes to see firelight flickering against stone, and for a second I wasn’t sure where I was.
Gradually, though, my surroundings sank in. I was in Lucius’s home—our home. In our bed. That pressure on my chest . . . it wasn’t . . . it was just the heavy blankets that we always needed in his—our—huge, chilly bedroom, even though a fire burned in the fireplace.
Taking a deep breath, I stretched out my arm and rested my hand on his shoulder, reassuring myself that everything was okay. As long as Lucius was with me, I’d be okay.
Still, images from the nightmare came rushing back.
The stake, which I hadn’t seen since the night Lucius pressed his fangs against my throat and recreated me as a vampire . . .
Why had I dreamed about it? And why had my birth mother—who would never harm me—been holding it?
I’d started dreaming about Mihaela back in Pennsylvania, and those dreams had become more frequent since I married Lucius and moved to Romania. It was like my mother, destroyed shortly after my birth, was trying to protect me as I tried hard to follow in her footsteps and become a ruler, relying on a journal she’d left for me for help. A posthumous wedding gift to guide me as I learned to be a princess.
My heart started beating faster again. Was I learning? I was trying . . .
Wriggling back down under the blankets, I moved toward Lucius in the massive bed—in which, as he’d once confessed, he’d probably been expected by the Vladescu Elders to take my life, conveniently removing his Dragomir bride from power and allowing the Vladescus to have unchallenged dominion over both our families. I kicked at the covers, sort of swimming through them, suddenly impatient to be right next to him.
Everything in his home—our home—seemed so big sometimes. Including the burdens.
Lucius slept on his side, facing away from me, and I pressed myself close to his back, feeling the coolness of his body. I shared that coolness, too, since he’d bitten me, sealing our fate and a decades-old pact that had decreed our marriage in the interest of stopping a war between our rival families. Pressing tighter against my husband—how weird that still sounded—I listened to his steady breathing, which always calmed me down when I got nervous. Lucius wasn’t scared. He thrived on ruling the clans. That was what he’d been born and raised to do.
Or did he worry sometimes?
“Lucius?” I got up on one elbow and shook him gently, needing to see his dark eyes and hear his deep, reassuring voice. “Lucius?”
“Yes . . . yes?” he mumbled. He rolled onto his back and fumbled for me under the covers, which were expensive and stiff and made me miss the soft, worn-in flannel sheets on my bed in Pennsylvania. But how could a princess ask for flannel? “Yes, Jessica . . . ?”
Resting my hand on his chest, I felt it rise and fall so slowly that I wondered if he had already fallen back asleep. But I couldn’t help asking in a whisper, so the guards outside our door wouldn’t hear, “What does it mean if a vampire dreams about a stake?”
Lucius didn’t answer, and I realized he was definitely sleeping—probably exhausted from yet another day of struggling to unite our obstinate families—so I lay back down and nestled against him again. In response to the pressure of my body, he turned and pulled me close, so I could feel the entire length of his powerful warrior’s body against mine, like a shield at my back.
High on top of that Romanian mountain, in the heart of a confusing castle that I supposedly governed but where I still got lost in the twisted corridors, the night got very still. Even the crackling fire seemed to get quieter. After a few minutes of forcing myself to forget about the nightmare, I started to drift off to sleep again, when suddenly Lucius muttered, barely whispering, his breath chilly against my neck, “Betrayal.”
I stiffened in his arms. Was he answering my question or caught up in his own dreams? His own nightmares?
Even if it was the latter, that wasn’t exactly comforting. Did my husband have disloyalty—treachery—on his mind? And Lucius, like all vampires, put great stock in dreams . . .
“Betrayal.” I said the word out loud, trying to make sure it was even what I’d heard him say. “Betrayal.”
At the sound of my voice, which was soft but audible enough to break the profound mountaintop silence, Lucius, seeming to get restless, wrapped his strong, scarred arm tighter around me, so I was trapped against his chest.
I took his hand and tugged to give myself some space to breathe. He didn’t let go, though, and I tried to move him again. Against my fingertips, I could feel another deep scar—an X on his palm that marked him as mine, cut into his flesh at our marriage ceremony—and his wedding band on his left hand. His dominant hand. The one he’d used to wield the stake when he’d held me in a very different way, in that same castle, not too many months before.
Of all the grim chambers in the Vladescu castle—not counting the subterranean dungeons, of course—the one that served as a courtroom had to be the worst.
Like every other room aboveground, this one had a fireplace with a blazing fire, but the flames seemed more hellish than cheerful. They cast scary, shifting shadows on the gray rock walls and definitely didn’t do much to warm up the stark décor, which consisted of a semicircle of benches for witnesses, a worn spot on the stone floor where the accused would stand, and a long table, where I sat next to Lucius in a hard, straight-backed chair. The Elders waited in similar seats on either side of us, all of the ten older vampires sitting remarkably still.
Shifting in my chair, I tried—and failed—to get more comfortable.
I should sue the people who designed the My Little Pony Crystal Rainbow Castle I played with in kindergarten. They led me to believe that castles were filled with rainbows and cupcakes and pastel-pink furniture. Not stone and fire and . . . blood.
Turning a little bit sideways, I tried to meet Lucius’s eyes, but he was staring straight ahead, obviously preoccupied. He was also very still, except for his left hand, which absently rubbed his jaw right where he had a small scar. I knew that meant he was hiding tension, and the butterflies in my stomach got worse.
If Lucius is tense, how can I even imagine handling this?
My husband seemed to sense that I was getting very nervous, and he shifted his eyes just long enough to remind me, “Don’t freak out, Jess. We’ve talked about this. It’s part of our duties.”
Well, Lucius had never used the phrase “freak out,” but we had discussed how my new responsibilities included handing down justice, and sometimes sentences of—
“Let the accused come forward.”
I jumped as Lucius’s commanding baritone suddenly echoed off the walls, and turned with a sinking heart to see that we had been joined by a vampire who stood at the back of the room, hands shackled and head hanging low.
He’s a killer, I reminded myself as my mouth got dry. A bunch of witnesses saw him destroy my uncle Constantin Dragomir. And what I’m doing is just like serving on a jury. Regular humans do that all the time!
I glanced to my left, seeking reassurance that I wouldn’t be alone in deciding the fate of the prisoner who was shuffling toward that pale spot on the floor. But my uncle Dorin—the only Elder I considered an ally—wasn’t there, and I ended up meeting the gaze of Claudiu Vladescu, who smirked. Maybe at the growing panic that must have been apparent on my face—or maybe at the prospect of hearing testimony about a murder.
My stomach got queasier. Claudiu’s just like his older brother, Vasile—another evil, vicious vampire, whom Lucius destroyed.
Although I knew I was squirming way too much for a princess, I turned to watch Lucius again, just as he said, in a steady voice that I couldn’t imagine summoning if I had to speak, “Tell your story to this panel, Dumitru Vladescu, and we will decide if you deserve mercy—or punishment.”
I should have given my full attention to the vampire who was about to fight for his life, but I kept watching my husband, who had stood on that circle himself just months before and fortunately been found not guilty of Vasile’s death. Luckily, the majority of the Elders—not counting Claudiu, of course—had believed that Vasile attacked first, giving Lucius no choice but to defend himself.
I never let myself think about what could have happened at that trial, and was glad I hadn’t even known about it until long after the verdict had been handed down.
I continued studying Lucius. How can he even bear to be in this room, let alone coolly direct everything? And if today’s verdict is guilty, won’t he have to . . . ?
“Speak,” Lucius urged his relative. “This is your chance to save your existence.”
I heard both command and compassion in Lucius’s order, but my cold blood suddenly felt like ice. An existence might really end today. I’m not just part of a jury. I’m the judge, and Lucius might be . . .
Fingers gripping my chair, I finally forced myself to face Dumitru Vladescu, who raised his head, so I could see his dark, terrified eyes, because if he was found guilty . . .
I wasn’t even sure I’d cried out loud, but the squeal of my chair as I jumped up probably drowned out my voice anyway. “Excuse me,” I mumbled, bowing my head. “I . . . I need to leave. I don’t feel well . . .”
I couldn’t look at Lucius as I stumbled from his side. And I certainly didn’t look at Claudiu or the other Elders, who would be all too aware of why the American girl raised by vegans was rushing out of the room, nearly tripping over her long formal dress.
“Excuse me.” The Elders pulled in their chairs so I could pass behind them. “Sorry . . .”
I knew that I was—again—hurting Lucius’s and my chance of winning a crucial vote of confidence later that year, when the most influential Vladescu and Dragomir clan members would convene at a big summer congress of vampires. A vote that could elevate Lucius and me to king and queen. Yet I couldn’t stay there, even if leaving doomed us to failure.
I practically ran past the prisoner, not looking at him, either. But as I hurried toward the door, I did catch the eye of one vampire I hadn’t noticed before, even though I should have expected her to attend the trial of her father’s killer. My cousin Ylenia Dragomir, eighteen, like me, small and wearing black, sat alone in a corner, blending into the shadows as if she didn’t want anyone to see her face while she heard the story of her dad’s murder recounted in detail.
I wasn’t sure what the verdict on the prisoner would be, but I had never felt so guilty as when I left that room, letting down not just my husband, but the first friend I’d made in Romania.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Antanasia,” my uncle Dorin urged. He hovered near my desk, twisting his hands nervously, sympathy in his eyes. “I . . . I didn’t make a very strong effort to attend the trial, either. Sitting in judgment—it’s not for everyone, you know?”
“Claudiu seemed okay with it,” I noted miserably. “And Lucius was fine!”
At least, he’d acted fine, which was what really counted.
“Yes, well, Vladescus are legendary for their sang-froid,” Dorin reminded me. “They all have ice in their veins. And a few, like Claudiu, salivate to mete out some punishment. We Dragomirs, on the other hand, tend to be a little . . .” He couldn’t find the right word, but I could finish the sentence easily enough.
Soft. Meek. Cowardly?
But was it so bad to want to avoid ending lives?
I pushed myself upright in my huge office chair, which had once belonged to my birth mom. The silk nightgown I’d changed into—in a desperate attempt to make everyone believe I really was ill—kept making my butt slip off the leather seat, and when I shoved back, my feet dangled, so I felt even more like a kid playing at being a princess. A shamed kid.
At least one Dragomir—Mihaela—never shied away from a trial.
Have I gone too far, with the pajamas?
“I guess there’s nothing I can do now except try to redeem myself at tomorrow’s meeting with the Elders,” I said, looking glumly at a huge ledger that was open on my desk. “I can at least try to make a few intelligent points when we discuss this budget.”
Yet I didn’t have much hope for that, either, as I scanned columns of numbers that supposedly represented how much Lucius and I intended to spend to govern a shifting, borderless, crazy kingdom of vampires I hadn’t even known existed until recently.
I slumped in my seat, thinking, Sure, I’m a mathlete, but I’m also a teenager who just last year worked for three-dollar tips, not millions of euros in taxes!
And who even knew vampires collected taxes?
“Dorin?” I closed the ledger with a thud, because my worried, distracted mind kept skipping ahead to an even bigger meeting that would take place later that year, making it impossible to focus on numbers. “What is the vampire congress really like, anyhow? I have trouble picturing this event where Lucius’s and my fate will be decided.”
“Oh, goodness . . .” Dorin stepped back and wrung his hands again, but this time he seemed happy and nostalgic about a week that I dreaded. “The congress is quite an event! The most prominent Vladescus and Dragomirs gather from all over the world, and while business is conducted, of course, it’s also a chance for us to socialize. Parties every evening for a full week, with the best food and music. In the past, the estates have been decorated beautifully enough to rival your wedding!”
His eyes practically glowed, and I wished that I could get excited about the prospect of hundreds of my relatives wandering around the castle. “So it’s basically an oversized undead family reunion?”
“Yes.” Dorin nodded. “It has been held each year since the pact that decreed your marriage was signed, uniting our clans. And this year will be extra special, as we celebrate the lasting peace achieved at your wedding.” He smiled even more warmly. “Your mother hosted the very first congress, shortly before her destruction. She would be so proud to see you take over that role.”
I slipped on the seat again and pushed myself back up.
How would I feed and entertain eight hundred vampires when I couldn’t even order dinner from the kitchen for Lucius and me? I would mess up the whole event, and my relatives would all laugh as they cast their “no” ballots in the vote of confidence on the last day. I was doomed to bomb at my own party, and ruin Lucius’s future, too.
“It’s going to be a disaster,” I admitted out loud, for the first time.
“Antanasia!” I looked up to see Dorin pressing a finger to his lips, shushing me and nodding toward the door.
I knew immediately that I’d made yet another mistake. Emilian, the young guard who was always posted just outside the room whenever Lucius couldn’t be with me, was never supposed to hear me complain or show weakness. Servants—even loyal ones—were notorious gossips, according to my husband, who’d dealt with “underlings” his whole life, while I’d been mucking out stalls on a no-kill farm.
If Emilian told anyone I was predicting disaster at the congress, word would spread like wildfire that I couldn’t even handle planning a party.
Dorin and I looked at each other, both of us probably thinking the same thing. That the only thing I did royally was mess up.
How is Lucius doing at the trial without my support?
And is my cousin Ylenia, whom I also abandoned, crying behind her thick glasses?
“Let’s get back to the budget,” I sighed, opening the ledger again and speaking more quietly. “I think I’m translating the Romanian wrong, because it seems to me that Lucius wants to spend sixty-five thousand euros on rabbits next year.”
“I do have a taste for hare—but I could never consume more than fifty thousand euros’ worth in one twelve-month span.”
I froze at the unexpected sound of a deep masculine voice and sensed my uncle seizing up, too, as we both swiveled to see Lucius leaning against the door frame, arms crossed.
And although he’d just made a joke, his face looked troubled, maybe because I’d admitted my ignorance too loudly after all, or maybe because of what he’d just done at the trial . . .
Meet the Author
Beth Fantaskey is the author of Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side, Jessica Rules the Dark Side, Jekel Loves Hyde, and Buzz Kill. Shelives in rural Pennsylvania with her husband and two daughters. Visit her website at www.bethfantaskey.com.
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This is the first ARC I ever won *Squee*~ I absolutely loved "Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side" which I am kicking myself for not reading sooner. I admit it: for some reason the title kinda turned me off. I don't know why. Maybe it wasn't lyrical enough or too plain but the story is top notch and fresh. After reading "Dating" I went to Beth Fantasky's website and found an awesome novella of Jessica and Lucius' wedding. If you haven't read it, you definitely will want to read it before reading "Rules". I only wish I could put it on the Nook. :) This book takes place after Jessica and Lucius have been married. Jessica is trying to adjust to being a princess and ruling over the elders. Jessica is really adverse to the violence and power that is now a part of her world. Lucius loves her very much and is supportive and trying to help her adjust. There interactions are just as intense as before. But before Jessica can find her inner strength, Claudiu, Lucius' Uncle is murdered and Lucius' stake has his blood on it. Because of the law, Lucius must be held in custody in the dungeon of the castle with no blood and only bread and water. No blood will slowing make Lucius weak and desolve into madness that some vampires never recover from that is if he isn't destroyed for murder first. Jessica is left to rule by default. Lucias' cousin, Raniero comes back to protect Jessica and help solve the murder mystery. Jessica isn't sure she can trust Raniero as uncovers his past as a vampire assasin. Mindy, Jessica's BFF comes to help support Jessica. Mindy and Raniero have a history from the wedding novella which is why you should read the novella first. Raniero is a CA beatnik surfer who Mindy feels will never amount to anything like her deadbeat Dad. But underneath, trust me, Raniero is all hot Romanian Vampire. Jessica's only remaining family, Uncle Dorin and Cousin Ylenia also lend support and advice. There is a lot of action and intrique in this book that keeps you reading and wondering what will happen next. I refuse to spoil the mystery but can say I personally had a feeling about it. Fantasky's hunky Romanian Vampires are back and just as attractive. My only complaint is that I personally would have loved to have more interaction with Jessica and Lucius but because of the storyline this was impossible. Fantasky did give me the honeymoon flashback which I craved after the Novella. Lucius' quirky sarcastic wit that I loved in "Dating" is back but this time it's between Lucius-Raniero as email/note exchanges. This is a well rounded original story and if you read "Dating" you will love the sequel. If you haven't read it--what are you waiting for?!
Awesome Weekend Read. Loved it from beginning to end
I loved Jessica's Rules for Dating on the Dark Side and this one exceeded my expectations. I think I almost liked it more than the first one. I am always worried about a the second in the series and if it will live up to the first. Don't worry, it has everything the first one has and more! There are some serious page turning moments as Jessica must learn to act princessly (I know, not a word, but princely is a word, so why not princess-ly), and save her new husband from certain death. She manages it all just in the nick of time with the help of Mindy, her BFF and stylist extraordinaire. I think Mindy needs some more feature time since her slow wit is becoming quicker and more refined. I didn't get to see much of Lucius and his snarky comments, but Mindy and Raniero helped spice things up again. Raniero's emails to Lucius are bitingly funny (pun intended) and his adoring words to Mindy are something special. Every girl wishes she can get notes like his. I think there is more to tell in the Mindy and Raniero story or at least I hope so. Now I can't wait to see Jessica kick some butt in a new adventure since in this one she really comes into her own.
It was a great book!I love beth fantaskys writing!hope theres a next book!
I absolutely loved this book, Beth (the author) was able to captured Jessica's weaknesses in order for her to become a better princess. As a new Romanian princess, Jessica is faced with major obstacles as she starts to learn what it really takes to become a queen and ruler of a major clan of vampires. What I enjoyed reading in this book is how close Jessica and her Romanian prince Lucius are. In the first book (Jessica's Guide to Dating the Dark Side) we see how important Jessica is to the vampires for them to stop a war against two powerful families. In this book, Jessica is newly married and soon finds herself alone to deal with the elders in order for her to save Lucius from an injustice. I really enjoyed reading more in depth about Mindy (Jessica's best friend), and about what happened to her and Lucius's cousin Raniero at Jessica's wedding. The writing in this book is what also interest me, because there are chapters of the book that are written in letter form (more like emails), it makes the story more interesting apart from just reading about Jessica. Overall, the story was great, as readers we are able to see how Jessica grows/matures over the course of the story. She become strong and independent as she faces challenges of her own. The ending was all right, I wished there was more of Jessica and Lucius, it stops really soon. But I loved it and I'm sure those that have read the first book, would really enjoy reading the sequel/ending to Jessica's story. :)
At least the vampires in this book are more realistic than the ones portrayed in certain books which shall remain nameless. I for one enjoyed this book and suggest it to everyone who liked the original. Beth did us proud by writing a sequel and I can't wait to see what she turns out next. :D
There is only one word to describe all of Beth Fantaskey's book and that word is AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!
Best book i have ever read from a love twist that has any girl shivering in her boots and has just enough action to get a guy reading this book to . And after i read the first book i thought it truly just stayed in my mind and no matter how hard i tryed i could not stop thinking about this book
When Jessica Packwood found out she was a Romanian vampire princess, she had the shock of her teenage life. Turns out that was the easy part. Now, married to Prince Lucius Vladescu, she has to claim her throne and convince a vampire nation she’s fit to be their queen. But Jess can’t even order a decent meal from her castle’s Romanian staff, let alone deal with devious undead subjects who would love to see her fail. And when Lucius is accused of murdering a vampire Elder and imprisoned without the blood he needs, Jessica finds herself alone, fighting for both their survivals. Desperate to clear her husband’s name and win his release, Jess enlists the help of her best friend Mindy Stankowicz and Lucius’s mysterious Italian cousin, Raniero Lovatu. But both of them are keeping some dark secrets. Can Jess figure out who to trust – and how to rise to power – before she loses everything, including the vampire she loves? Full of romance, mystery, and danger, the highly anticipated sequel to Jessica’s Guide to Dating on the Dark Side shows that sometimes a princess has to earn her “happily ever after” – with a sharpened stake in hand. Settling into married life can be an adventure, but also quite difficult . . . especially if you're a newly-turned vampire princess ( Princess Antanasia Dragomir Vladescu ) who is lacking in power and your husband has been recently accused for a crime that could easily carry a death sentence. Having always had someone strong to stand by her her whole life, Jessica, for the first time ever, much now stand alone and hopefully gain some much needed strength/confidence/knowledge to free her husband from his falsely accused crime. Can she find the proof that Lucius's needs in time? The murder suspense builds quickly throughout this continuation book for Jessica, but the overall tale carries a much darker plot line than the first in the series - something I did not enjoy so much. I felt the story was lacking the quirky romance that I praised so much in Book #1, but I did like that some well-loved past characters took on a stronger role ( Mindy & Raniero ). Expect lots of climatic vampire drama for the new couple, but the story fell short for me since Book #2 carried on like a whole new story (not part of a series) . . . sure there were the same characters, but the feel to the book was moody, bleak, and just very heavy with the grim subject matter (lots of gruesome death, dank prison cells, creepy cemeteries, etc.), making it difficult to enjoy throughout, compared to Book #1's silliness and whimsical charm. Likes: Raniero grew on me! At first, I wasn't so keen on him, but in the end, I really liked him a lot . . . maybe b/c I'm such a fan of character development and his whole troubled back-story was revealed throughout the book. Dislikes: Jessica was very whiny and hopeless at times, ugh!
Loved it!!! Readed them both in 5 days. Got the first for free on the nook and 2 because i had to know what happen to Jessica. Wonderful for teen and pre-teen girls. Jessica very smart strong girl..
Great story! I wish it was longer! It was nice to get to no mindy and Raniero more and to see jessica really become her own women! Wish there was more of lucius and his sly comments! Lolz Cant wait for another book!!!!!!!!!
Obviously you have to read the first book. But this book is the best book i have ever read. I dont regret reading this book. I strongly recommend this
I really can not wait for this book to come out. I loved the first book as much as I love my Twilight books.
I need a next book. I need to know if they become king and queen. Also what jess mess up next lol. I also what to find out if min becomes a vamp. I dont rilly think she would make a good one only becuses shes a little to idk if i wanna say week but i gess thats they only way to put it. But anyway i need to know if jess rilly dose have kids and stuf. They only thing i did not like about the book was that she didnt have her mom "talking" to her throw her neckless. I kinda liked that. Katrina hays p.s haha tell me what you think of what i think lol
I really love the first one. I was happy with this one. I wish there was more books in this series
I love this book sooo much its always put me in a great mode i pray theirs a third book
Believe it or not 3 hours later still nothing, except for a text from my friends telling me that they're waiting. So in my mad rush to scamper out the door, I grab a red covered book thinking it's the one i had been thinking as a potenial read and hurried to the check out counter. It was later that night when i had finally realized i grabbed the wrong book. I was so disappointed and angry at myself for doing something like that and had planned to retyrn the book the following day. But since my insomia would not allow me to sleep a wink, i was forced to read this "unwanted" book. It turned out to be truly one of my absolute favorites and and if you're wondering on wether or not to buy it, I say go for it because it will not disappoint. It has romance, a strong lead female, a dashing yet calluse at times male (whom by the way you'll fall in love with, especially in the second book) and it's thrilling. Just give it a go :)