Love Bites (Argeneau Vampire Series #2)

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True love: good from the first bite . . .

Etienne Argeneau's three hundred years of bach-elorhood were at an end. Either that, or he'd be forever alone. He could turn only one human in his lifetime, and most of his kind created a life mate. If he turned this stranger . . . But what choice did he have? He had to help Rachel Garrett. The beautiful coroner had saved his life. To save hers, he would make her immortal.

. . . to the last

Rachel ...

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Overview

True love: good from the first bite . . .

Etienne Argeneau's three hundred years of bach-elorhood were at an end. Either that, or he'd be forever alone. He could turn only one human in his lifetime, and most of his kind created a life mate. If he turned this stranger . . . But what choice did he have? He had to help Rachel Garrett. The beautiful coroner had saved his life. To save hers, he would make her immortal.

. . . to the last

Rachel Garrett awoke surprised. All she'd wanted was to get off the night shift in the morgue; now here she was staggering to her feet naked and in a strange place. But everything would be all right. She'd just make like a bat out of— Then she saw the man of her dreams emerging from his . . . coffin? And the look in his bright silver eyes said they'd be spending a lot of time together. She just hoped he tasted as good as he looked.

At first the police thought they were dealing with a psychopath or a vicious gangland war. Then, they heard the eerie sounds in the ventilation system and saw the silver eyes in the night. In a city paralyzed by a blizzard, something watches--something whose ultimate victims are young and innocent. Reissue.

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Editorial Reviews

Chicago Sun-Times
A fearsome tour of an adolescent's psyche. Terrifying, knee-knocking suspense.
Houston Chronicle
Hair-raising from cover to cover!
Publishers Weekly
A prequel of sorts to Sands's paranormal comedy, Single White Vampire, this lightweight romantic romp shoots for the easy laugh and often misses. The allure of vampires lies in their strength and seeming invulnerability, but Etienne Argeneau, this book's bloodsucking hero, is curiously incompetent when it comes to dispatching a crazed mortal named Pudge who's intent on lopping his head off. Twice, Pudge manages to injure Etienne to the point where he ends up in the morgue under coroner Rachel Garrett's care. But when Rachel gets in the way of attempt number three, Etienne rescues her in the only way he knows how-by turning her into a vampire. The story moves from mildly amusing to ridiculous when Rachel, in denial, insists that she's merely having a "wet dream" involving a sexy man who thinks he's a vampire. There's little tension between Etienne and Rachel, sexual or otherwise. Instead, Sands stretches the plot with conflicts stemming from minor misunderstandings. Her attempts at hip dialogue also fall flat (at one point, a 200-year-old vampire compliments Rachel by saying, "You're a happening chick, dudette!"). Those who enjoyed Sands's previous paranormal comedy of errors may eke a little enjoyment from these pages, but this isn't something vampire fans will want to sink their teeth into. (Jan.) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780062019745
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 6/29/2010
  • Series: Argeneau Vampire Series , #2
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 81,526
  • Product dimensions: 4.00 (w) x 6.70 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

Lynsay Sands

Lynsay Sands is the nationally bestselling author of the Argeneau/Rogue Hunter vampire series, as well as numerous historicals and anthologies. She’s been writing stories since grade school and considers herself incredibly lucky to be able to make a career out of it. Her hope is that readers can get away from their everyday stress through her stories, and if there are occasional uncontrollable fits of laughter, that’s just a big bonus.

Biography

Born in Southern Ontario, Lynsay Sands is the New York Times bestselling author of the Argeneau Vampire series. She has written more than 34 books and anthologies since her first novel was published in 1997. Her romantic comedies span three genres—historical, contemporary, and paranormal—and have made the Waldenbooks, Barnes & Noble, USA Today, and New York Times bestseller lists.

Lynsay's books are read in more than twelve countries and have been translated into at least six languages. She's been a nominee for both the Romantic Times Best Historical Romance Award and the Romantic Times Best Paranormal Romance Award, was nominated and placed three times in the RIO (Reviewers International Organization) Awards of Excellence, and has several books on All About Romance's Favorite Funnies list.
Author biography courtesy of HarperCollins Publishers

Good To Know

1.) I started The Deed (my first romantic comedy and the first book to be published) a year after my mother's death. I was very close to my mother and the year following her death was about the most miserable time imaginable. But then I decided I was tired of being down and unhappy, and looked around for something to lift my spirits and make me laugh. When I couldn't find anything, I decided to sit down and write my own. It worked! Emmalene and Amaury's antics in The The Deed had me chuckling as I wrote.
2.) I met my husband in New York in July 2003. I was there because of the RWA conference and he was there on vacation. The first day there we kept running into each other and chatting in front of the hotel, and then he asked to join our group (it was very brave of him. He was the lone male amongst six or seven women, lol). He's a Brit and I'm Canadian and the first two months of our relationship were conducted by phone as well as over the internet. Our first date was a week in New York in September, followed by three weeks in England. He then came to Canada in both November and December, the first time to propose and the second time for Christmas with my family and then to take me back to England with him for New Years. I lived in Northern England for two years. We married in New York and now live in Canada.
3.) I was writing about my husband before I met him. Single White Vampire came out in September 2003 and I took a copy with me to England when I went for the three weeks. I walked into my now-hubby's house to find at least six months worth of mail unopened and stacked up on a shelf inside the front door. When I stopped dead, eyes going wide with shock and asked "My God. That's mail. You don't open your mail?" He looked embarrassed and muttered some explanation about bills automatically being paid by the bank so no need to open those and everything else was unsolicited and he couldn't be bothered. When I burst out laughing, he started to frown and said "What?" My response was to dig out the copy of Single White Vampire and hand it over with the suggestion he read it. The mail thing wasn't the only similarity he had to Lucern Argeneau. There are many more and when he sat down to read the book, he kept stopping and turning a rather startled and even suspicious gaze my way and muttering that this sounded familiar" or that did. I had to point out that it really was coincidence, that I had written that story at least nine months before meeting him. LOL.
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Love Bites



By Lynsay Sands


Dorchester Publishing


Copyright © 2004

Lynsay Sands

All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-505-52553-4



Chapter One


"Yo, Rach. I'm going to grab a java. You want anything?"

Rachel Garrett straightened at Tony's question and wiped the
back of her gloved hand across her forehead. She had been
bouncing between the chills and fever since arriving at work
two hours ago. At the moment, she was in a hot phase. Sweat
was gathering across her back and along her scalp as if she'd
been running a marathon. She was obviously coming down with
something nasty.

Her gaze slid to the clock on the wall. It was almost one. Two
hours down, six to go. Rachel almost groaned. Six more hours.
The way this flu bug was coming on, it was doubtful she'd last
half of that.

"Hey! You feeling all right, Rach? You look like hell."

Rachel grimaced at her assistant's choice of words as he moved
to her side and felt her forehead. Men could be so tactful.

"Cold. Clammy." He frowned and asked, "Fever and chills?"

"I'm fine." Rachel pushed his hand away with embarrassed
irritation, then reached into her pocket for some change as
she answered his first question, "Maybe you could get me some
juice or something, please."

"Oh, yeah. You're fine."

Rachel stilled at his dry words, suddenly realizing that she
had pushed her smock aside and shoved her hand into her pants
pocket. She'd done so without removing her bloody rubber glove
first. Great.

"Maybe you should-"

"I'm fine," she interrupted his concerned words. "I'll be
fine. Just go on."

Tony hesitated, then shrugged. "Okay. But you might want to
maybe sit down or something till I get back."

Rachel ignored the suggestion and turned back to her cadaver
as he left the room. Tony was a nice guy. A little weird
maybe. For instance, he insisted on talking like a Goodfellow
from the Bronx when he had been born, raised, and never left
Toronto. He also wasn't Italian. Tony wasn't even really his
name. The name he'd been given at birth was Teodozjusz
Schweinberger. Rachel had complete sympathy with the name
change to Tony, but didn't understand how the bad Italian
Bronx accent came with it.

"Incoming!"

Straightening again, Rachel glanced toward the open door to
the main room of the morgue, then set down her scalpel and
stripped the rubber glove from her right hand as she walked
out to meet the men propelling a gurney into the main room.
Dale and Fred. Nice guys. A couple of EMTs whom she rarely
saw. They generally delivered their clientele to the hospital
alive. Of course some died after arriving, but it was usually
after these two had already been and gone, which left the
chore of bringing down the patient to someone else. This one
must have died in transit for them to be delivering him.

"Hey, Rachel! You're looking ... good."

She crossed the room to join them, politely ignoring Dale's
hesitation before the word good. Tony had made it more than
plain that she was starting to look as unwell as she felt.
"What have we here?"

Dale handed her a clipboard with various sheets of paper on
it. "Gunshot wound. Thought we got a beat before transporting
from the scene, but might have been wrong. For the record, he
died in transit. Doc Westin pronounced him when we got here
and asked us to bring him down. They'll want an autopsy,
bullet retrieval, and so on."

"Hmm." Rachel let the pages fall back into place, then moved
to the end of the room to grab one of the special stainless
steel gurneys they used for autopsies. She rolled it back to
rest next to the EMTs padded gurney. "Can you switch him over
onto this while I sign for him?"

"Sure."

"Thanks." Leaving them to it, she moved to the desk in the
corner of the examining room in search of a pen. Rachel signed
the necessary papers, then walked back as the men finished
shifting the body to the table. The sheet that had covered him
for his trip through the hospital was now missing. She paused
and stared at the latest addition to the morgue.

He was a handsome man, no more than thirty, with dirty blond
hair. She stared at his pale chiselled features, wishing she'd
seen him while alive and knew what he looked like with his
eyes open. Rachel rarely thought of her clients as having at
one time been living, breathing beings. It would make her job
impossible to do if she considered that the bodies she worked
with were mothers, brothers, sisters, grandfathers, etc. But
this one she couldn't seem not to see as a person. She could
imagine him smiling and laughing and in her mind he had silver
eyes the likes of which she'd never seen.

"Rachel?"

She blinked in confusion and stared up at Dale. The fact that
she was now sitting was a bit startling and made her glance
around. The men had obviously rolled the wheeled desk chair
over and urged her into it. Both EMTs were now hovering over
her, worry on their faces.

"You nearly fainted, I think," Dale told her. "You were
swaying and all white-faced. How are you feeling?"

"Oh." She gave an embarrassed laugh and a wave of her hand.
"I'm fine. Really. I think I'm coming down with something
though. Chills, then fever." She shrugged.

Dale placed the back of a hand to her forehead and frowned.
"You're burning up. Maybe you should go home."

Rachel felt her face and was alarmed to note that she was
indeed burning up. It crossed her mind to hope that the speed
and strength with which this bug had hit her wasn't an omen of
how bad it was going to be. And if it was bad, she hoped that
it would burn out as quickly as it had hit. Rachel hated being
sick.

"Rachel?"

"Huh?" She glanced at the concerned faces of the EMTs and
forced herself to sit up. "Oh, yeah. Sorry. Yes, I might go
home early when Tony gets back. In the meantime, I signed for
the body and everything." Rachel retrieved the paperwork that
would stay with her and handed back the clipboard with the
rest of the paperwork. Dale accepted the clipboard, then
exchanged an uncertain glance with Fred. Both of them appeared
reluctant to leave her alone.

"I'm fine, really," she assured them. "And Tony just went out
to grab us some drinks. He'll be back shortly. You two go on."

"Okay." Dale still sounded reluctant. "Just do us a favor and
keep your butt in that chair till Tony gets back, huh? If you
faint and hit your head ..."

Rachel nodded. "Sure. You two go on. I'll just rest till Tony
gets back."

Dale didn't look like he believed she would do as she said,
but he had little choice but to follow Fred to the door.
"Okay. Well, we're out of here then."

"See you later," Fred added.

Rachel watched them leave, then sat still for a moment as she
had promised. It wasn't long before she became impatient with
just sitting there, though. She wasn't used to being inactive.
Her gaze slid to the body on the gurney. A shooting vic. Those
were rare enough. It meant there was a shooter out there
running around. It also meant that this man had become her
most important customer. The police would want the bullet for
forensics testing to help them track the gun, and hopefully,
the killer if they didn't already have him. If they did have
him, they'd want it to prove they had the right guy. Which
meant she wasn't going home after Tony came back. At least,
not until she had removed the bullet from this guy for
forensics. The actual autopsy wouldn't be done until morning,
but retrieving the bullet was her job. She was the head
coroner at night; it was her responsibility.

Straightening her shoulders, she stood and moved to the table
to peer down at her newest customer. "You picked a heck of a
night to get shot, my friend."

Rachel's gaze slid over his face. He really had been a looker.
It seemed a shame that he was dead. But then it always seemed
to be a shame when people died. Shrugging such thoughts aside,
Rachel grabbed the rolling tray of equipment she would need
and pushed it next to the steel table where her newest client
lay. She looked him over once more before setting to work. The
EMTs had ripped his shirt open, then laid it back across his
chest. He was still fully clothed and in a rather sharp-not to
mention expensive-designer suit.

"Nice duds. Obviously a man of taste and means," she
commented, admiring the cut of his clothes and the body
beneath it. "Unfortunately, the suit has to go."

Rachel picked up the shears from the equipment table and
quickly and efficiently cut away at the suit coat and shirt to
remove them. Once the fabric fell away, she paused to take in
what was revealed. Normally, Rachel would have simply moved on
to remove his pants and underwear if there were any, but the
fever was affecting her strength. Her arms felt all rubbery
and her fingers were limp and awkward. She decided a change in
routine wouldn't hurt at that point and would start recording
her findings of his upper body before she moved on to try to
remove the clothing from his lower body. With any luck, by
then Tony might be back to help.

Setting the shears aside, she reached up to swing both the
overhead light and the microphone directly over his chest,
then switched the microphone on.

"The subject is- Oh shoot!" Rachel flicked the microphone off
and quickly retrieved the paperwork Dale and Fred had left
behind. Her gaze scanned the information in search of a name.
A frown marred her face when she saw that there wasn't one. He
was a John Doe. Well dressed, but without identification. It
made her wonder if that had been the reason behind the
shooting. Perhaps he'd been shot and robbed of his wallet.

Her gaze flickered back to the man. It seemed a real shame to
kill a man for nothing more than a couple of bucks. It was a
crazy world. Rachel set the paperwork back and returned to
flick the microphone back on. "Doctor Garrett examining
shooting victim John Doe. John Doe is a Caucasian male,
approximately 6'4," she guessed, leaving actual measurements
for later. "He is a very healthy specimen."

She turned off the microphone again and took her time looking
him over. Very healthy was an understatement, Rachel decided
as she searched for identifying features. John Doe was built
like an athlete. He had a flat stomach, a wide chest, and
muscular arms to go with his handsome face. After checking him
out again, then a third time, she moved closer to examine him
more minutely. Rachel picked up one arm, then the other and
lifted them to examine the underside of each before stepping
back with a frown. There wasn't a single identifying mark. No
scars or birthmarks. There was nothing that could be
considered an identifying feature on the man. Other than the
gunshot wound over his heart, the man was completely flaw
free. Even his fingers were unmarred.

"Strange," Rachel muttered to herself. Usually there were at
least a couple of scars; an appendicitis scar, or small ones
on the hands from past wounds. Something. But this man was
completely flawless everywhere that she could see. Even his
hands and fingers were callous free. Idle rich? She wondered
and peered at his face again. Classically handsome. No tan
though. Jet setters usually had tans from the sunny spots they
had just flown back from. Or from the tanning salon.

Deciding she was wasting time on these suppositions, Rachel
gave her head a shake and turned the microphone back on.
"Subject has no identifying features or scars on the front
upper body except for the fresh gunshot wound. Death, on first
glance, appears to be due to exsanguation caused by gunshot
wound."

This time she left the microphone on as she reached for the
forceps she would need to remove the bullet. The recorder was
sound activated so would only record what she said anyway.
Later she would use the tape to write up her report, leaving
out any muttered comments it caught that were not pertinent to
the case.

Rachel measured and described the size of the gunshot wound,
as well as it's placement on the body, then set to work
cautiously easing the bullet forceps into the wound, moving
slowly and carefully to be sure she was following the path of
the bullet and not pushing through undamaged tissue. A moment
later she had reached and grasped the missile and was drawing
it carefully back out of his body.

She murmured a triumphant "Ah ha!" as she straightened with
the bullet caught in the spoon of the forceps. Rachel turned
toward the tray, then paused with irritation when she realized
there was no container for the bullet on her equipment tray.
Such things weren't normally needed and she hadn't thought to
grab one. Shootings weren't that common an occurrence in
Toronto, so bullet holders weren't standard fare on her work
tray. Muttering under her breath at her own lack of
forethought, Rachel moved away from the table to the row of
cupboards and drawers to search for one.

While looking, she pondered where Tony could have gone. His
five-minute trip in search of beverages was becoming a rather
lengthy absence. Rachel suspected it was a certain little
nurse who worked on the fifth floor that was holding him up.
Not that Rachel minded. If she did go home when he returned,
he would have no one to relieve him for the rest of the night,
so supposed it was good he was taking extra time now.

Finding what she'd been looking for, Rachel packaged the
bullet, then carried it to her desk to make out an identifying
tag. It wouldn't do for the bullet to get misplaced or to be
left lying around without a label. Of course, she couldn't
find the labels right away and wasted several minutes looking
for them. Then she messed up three of them before getting it
right. This was a good sign that she wasn't on the ball
tonight and that going home was a good idea. She was a
perfectionist and these little mistakes were frustrating, even
embarrassing, to her.

Exasperated with herself and her weakened state, Rachel
smoothed the label onto the container, then paused as she
caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning the chair to fully face the room, she glanced around,
expecting Tony to have returned, but the room was empty. There
was just herself and her John Doe on the gurney. Deciding her
feverish mind was beginning to play tricks on her, Rachel
shook her head and stood. Alarm shot through her as she noted
that her legs were a touch shaky. Her fever was skyrocketing.
It was as if a furnace switch had been flicked on, taking her
from cold and clammy to burning up in a heart beat.

A rustle drew her attention back to the gurney. Was his right
hand where it had been the last time she'd looked? Rachel
could have sworn she'd laid his hand back palm down after
examining it for identifying scars, yet now it was palm up,
the fingers in a relaxed pose.

Her gaze traveled up his arm to his face and Rachel frowned at
his expression. The man had died with a blank expression on
his face, an almost stunned look, and that expression had
remained frozen in death. But now he had more of a pained
grimace on his face. Didn't he? Maybe she was imagining
things. She must be imagining things. The man was dead. He
hadn't moved his hand or changed his expression.

"You've been working the night shift too long," Rachel
muttered to herself and moved slowly back to the gurney to
glance over the body. The actual autopsy wouldn't take place
until the morning. Her job tonight was just to remove the
bullet to be sent to forensics, examine the body for
identifying features, be sure there were no other wounds, then
tag and refrigerate him. That meant she had to remove the rest
of his clothes to examine his lower front body, but she would
need help from Tony in turning the man to examine his back.

Rachel considered leaving his lower front until Tony returned
too, but then decided against it. The sooner she got out of
there and went home to bed to nurse her cold, the better. It
was smarter to get as much done as possible before her
assistant returned. That meant cutting away his pants. To that
end, Rachel was about to reach for the shears when she
realized that she hadn't checked his head for wounds.

It was doubtful that he'd been shot in the head. At least she
hadn't seen any evidence of it and was sure Fred and Dale
would have mentioned it had that been the case. And despite
their claims of thinking they had a heartbeat, then losing it,
the man would have died instantly when the bullet had hit his
heart. Still, he might have hit his head when he fell and
there might be a wound there or elsewhere that simply hadn't
bled.

(Continues...)





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by Lynsay Sands
Copyright © 2004 by Lynsay Sands .
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  • Posted September 8, 2012

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    Exciting and well written. Didn't take me long to finish. Very e

    Exciting and well written. Didn't take me long to finish. Very enjoyable

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 6, 2004

    The Argeneau's are Back!!

    Lynsay Sands¿ hit SINGLE WHITE VAMPIRE was the first in her series of books about a modern day dysfunctional vampire family the Argeneaus. Love Bites is the second and takes up the story of Etienne, Lucern¿s younger brother. (These are the books that Lucern has been writing that everyone thinks are just vampire romances!) Rachel Garrett has been bouncing between chill and fever and it had nothing to do with the dead man on the table before her. She works in a hospital morgue, after all, so seeing dead bodies were a just part of a work. It was the flu. She needed to be in bed resting, but the caseload was stacking up so there was no time to pamper herself. Only to find a dead body handsome, well that MIGHT be attributed to the flu. But after, when she jokingly apologizes for having to cut away the expensive slacks and the corpse replies, she feels entirely justified in fainting. After a week¿s recovery, she is back on the job when they bring in another body, this one totally burned from a car explosion. As Rachel begins to remove his possessions and tag the body, she is puzzled when the body seems less charred, and then the blackened flesh begins to desquamate, sort of like a snake shedding its skin. Worse, she detects a heartbeat. Just as her mind is trying to adjust to this bizarre situation, an ax-wielding madman rushing into the room screaming for her to get away from the body that is was a vampire. She¿s horrified when she sees this nutcase is going to cut off the head of the man - who may not be dead. Not giving a thought, she jumps in front of him as he brings the ax down. Too late Rachel understands her stupid mistake. Etienne awakes to find Rachel dying. Though they are governed by rules about turning people into vampires, you may turn a mate into a life partner, so Etienne repays her heroic saving of his life by saving hers by making Rachel a vampire. His mother and brother arrive on the scene and take Etienne and Rachel home. When Rachel awakens, she is in a lot of pain, nude, and strapped to a bed, with an IV giving her blood. She is surprised to find the horrid ax wound is healing, leaving only a tiny scar and even nearly fades before her eyes. Trying to find some answers to the zillions questions flooding her mind, she wraps the sheet around her and ventures forth only to find a coffin in a darkened room. For the second time in her life she nearly faints, as the occupant of the coffin sits up and begins talking to her. Thus begins the rocky romance of Etienne Argeneau and Rachel Garrett. Etienne figures once Rachel understands it was the only way to save her life, she will quickly adjust to her new state, after all her body is in a better state that it ever was - and hey no split ends!! First problem is Rachel gets most of her vampire lore from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so she is not exactly thrilled with being ¿an undead blood-sucking demon¿ Rachel soon learns there advantages to the door Etienne has opened for her, so love would will find a way - just as soon as Etienne can do something about the Pudge the ax-wielding idiot who fancies himself a vampire slayer! Lynsay gives another wonderful, fuzzy vampire tale in the Argeneau family. Cannot wait till early 2004 for Bastien¿s story!!

    9 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 28, 2004

    The Vamps are back

    Love Bites by Lynsay Sands is another funny sexy book in the Argeneau vampire series. Love Bites takes us back to prior to Single White Vampire, Kate and Lucern story to tell of the meeting of Etienne and Rachel. Etienne is the youngest son in the Argeneau clan. He has a stalker that is making his life hell. This stalker ¿kills¿ Etienne with a bullet to the heart that lands him on the table of lovely coroner Rachel Garrett. Their first meeting is so hysterical, Rachel is sick with the flu and convinces herself that what she is seeing isn¿t real. At their second meeting Rachel has a vague memory of this handsome man who is now laying with deathly burns on her metal slab. When the stalker attacks Etienne at the morgue, Rachel gets in the way and it hurt by mistake. Etienne is compelled to safe her from death and makes her immortal. He also brings her to his home to help her adjust to the change. Rachel reactions to her new way of life are priceless. She is equally confused by her attraction to Etienne. Etienne mind is racing to delay her leaving his home. He never needed a life partner in all his 300 years but he realizes Rachel is everything he wants for all eternity. Love Bites is wildly amusing and steamy. Rachel and Etienne are a pair that will keep you laughing and will tantalize you with their passion. Lynsay Sands Vampires are on my auto-buy list.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 19, 2012

    Jake

    Smiles

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 19, 2004

    I LOVED THIS BOOK!

    OMG!I love vampire stories but i couldn't find a REALLY REALLY good one,but then i found this one and oh man i am hooked on it! i re-read this book so many times i had to buy another one.Everyone will love this book.It's sassy,funny,and the characters i wished they were real.*because i would be all over Etienne in a flash* everyone should read this book!

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2003

    another tale in the dysfunctional Vampire Clan

    Lynsay Sands' hit SINGLE WHITE VAMPIRE was the first in her series of books about a modern day dysfunctional vampire family the Argeneaus. Love Bites is the second and takes up the story of Etienne, Lucern's younger brother. (These are the books that Lucern has been writing that everyone thinks are just vampire romances!) Rachel Garrett has been bouncing between chill and fever and it had nothing to do with the dead man on the table before her. She works in a hospital morgue, after all, so seeing dead bodies were a just part of a work. It was the flu. She needed to be in bed resting, but the caseload was stacking up so there was no time to pamper herself. Only to find a dead body handsome, well that MIGHT be attributed to the flu. But after, when she jokingly apologizes for having to cut away the expensive slacks and the corpse replies, she feels entirely justified in fainting. After a week's recovery, she is back on the job when they bring in another body, this one totally burned from a car explosion. As Rachel begins to remove his possessions and tag the body, she is puzzled when the body seems less charred, and then the blackened flesh begins to desquamate, sort of like a snake shedding its skin. Worse, she detects a heartbeat. Just as her mind is trying to adjust to this bizarre situation, an ax-wielding madman rushing into the room screaming for her to get away from the body that is was a vampire. She's horrified when she sees this nutcase is going to cut off the head of the man - who may not be dead. Not giving a thought, she jumps in front of him as he brings the ax down. Too late Rachel understands her stupid mistake. Etienne awakes to find Rachel dying. Though they are governed by rules about turning people into vampires, you may turn a mate into a life partner, so Etienne repays her heroic saving of his life by saving hers by making Rachel a vampire. His mother and brother arrive on the scene and take Etienne and Rachel home. When Rachel awakens, she is in a lot of pain, nude, and strapped to a bed, with an IV giving her blood. She is surprised to find the horrid ax wound is healing, leaving only a tiny scar and even nearly fades before her eyes. Trying to find some answers to the zillions questions flooding her mind, she wraps the sheet around her and ventures forth only to find a coffin in a darkened room. For the second time in her life she nearly faints, as the occupant of the coffin sits up and begins talking to her. Thus begins the rocky romance of Etienne Argeneau and Rachel Garrett. Etienne figures once Rachel understands it was the only way to save her life, she will quickly adjust to her new state, after all her body is in a better state that it ever was - and hey no split ends!! First problem is Rachel gets most of her vampire lore from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so she is not exactly thrilled with being 'an undead blood-sucking demon' Rachel soon learns there advantages to the door Etienne has opened for her, so love would will find a way - just as soon as Etienne can do something about the Pudge the ax-wielding idiot who fancies himself a vampire slayer! Lynsay gives another wonderful, fuzzy vampire tale in the Argeneau family. Cannot wait till early 2004 for Bastien's story!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 24, 2014

    Great book

    This is the best book in the world. The author makes you feel everything that the charcherd re feeling and in the heat of the moment you being to sweat. This book makes the book feel like your one of the main charters so if you ask me i think that you should read this book if you want to feel what the people are feeling at the time they feel it. This book brings all the confilt and love out d on to the reader. It makes people belive that there in the book. You will want to read it frpm the beging and will not want to put it down. I just stared reading tjis book and cant think about anythinl but wht the people are thinling and doing it is like i am in the book. This book is the best book you wil every read and you will want to read mpre an more you will never be able to put it down. It is like the book will keep you undruer a spell an make you want more and more. It wil keep you intered. This is the best book i have every read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2014

    Melissa

    She sat down and watched tv

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  • Posted January 19, 2014

    Etienne Argeneau's and Rachel Garrett's story was a good one, wi

    Etienne Argeneau's and Rachel Garrett's story was a good one, with the witty humor that comes with a Lynsay Sands' novel. Pudge, the
    man that was causing havoc during the book was different than her usual "bad guy". He seemed to turn from murderer to vampire
    wannabe. Still a good story line. 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2013

    Drake and Layla

    The two siblings run in though Layla is in bat form. Layla fazes vampire again and grabs Kent's shirt pushing him on the wall with one hand. She hisses showing her poisonis fangs and she punches him in the stomache and then knees him in the g<_>roin. She lets go of his body as he falls to the floor she kicks him hard and he flies through the wall.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 16, 2013

    Highly recommended

    Lynsay Sands does it again with her immortal series, a must read, funny, sexy, will have on edge on what will come next...can love overcome anything?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2013

    Girl

    Yes

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 10, 2013

    One for all ages. Fantastic read.

    Entienne's and Rachel's story of love is just another in a long line of the Argeneau Series that will not let you set it down. Lynsay Sands continues her traditional storytelling of what it COULD be like to have a vampire and mortal fall in love when neither one considers it a good idea and avoids it every way they can. Only when they finally realize that there is no avoiding fate, do they learn to embrace the idea and each other completely. Written with her usual romantic comedy style, Lynsay Sands keeps you riveted in every page and hotly anticipating the next book of the series. If you like Keri Arthur, Kelly Armstrong, Sandra Brown and others like them, you will absolutely love the genuine genious of Lynsay Sands. Others may be as good, but there are certainly no better. Keep reading my friends.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2013

    Sarah

    Is ther any single vamps hurr?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2013

    Isabel to blake

    Hhheyyy sex.y

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2013

    RANDOM TO BRD

    Serena already bit him

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  • Posted April 7, 2013

    Good plot. One of my favorites in the series.

    Good plot. One of my favorites in the series.

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  • Posted April 6, 2013

    Highly recommend!

    You will not be disappointed with the Argeneau series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 27, 2013

    Bigote

    This is a gay room?

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