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The author of more than 12 novels to date, Nina Bangs has published with Dorchester and NAL. Nominated for four Romantic Times Reviewer's Choice Awards, she finally won in 2009 for Best Shapeshifter Romance (Eternal Craving).
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By Nina Bangs
Copyright © 2005
All right reserved.
Cindy Harper had werewolf burnout. Six had checked in this
week, and once a werewolf sat on your furniture it took days
to get the hair out. Why did it always have to be werewolves?
Why not wereducks, or werebunnies?
She stood near the front door, smile already in place and
electronic organizer in hand, waiting for the last few guests
to check in. She knew the organizer sort of jarred with the
old-fashioned feel of the inn, but she couldn't help it. She
was addicted to technology. Electronic gadgets were now, and
her motto was: Always look forward, never look back. Looking
back was useless. She hadn't found the answers she needed
Cindy couldn't wait to meet people who checked in after
sunset. Guests who arrived at nightfall were usually the most
interesting. They understood the game. Her inn only awoke when
night mist crept from the surrounding forest and twined around
the old inn like ghostly fingers. Travel guides always gave
the Woo Woo Inn five stars for atmosphere.
"Uh, Cindy, could you tell me how to get to that cemetery you
mentioned in your brochure? It's dark now, so I figure the
spirits will be up and running soon." Her guest from the
Dracula room offered Cindy a toothy grin showcasing his long
Running away, if the spirits had any sense.Cindy always
wondered what dentists thought when patients walked in and
said, "I wanna be a vampire, Doc." She smiled at the mental
picture. "No problem, Latrienne." Also known as Jim Kehoe on
his American Express card. "Just take the path into the woods
behind the inn. It's about a five-minute walk, and don't
forget your flashlight."
He frowned. "Won't the light scare away the spirits?"
She shrugged. "It's an old graveyard so I'm pretty sure the
spirits are down with flashlights. Besides, lots of murderers,
bank robbers, and worse are buried there. No wimps in that
"Worse? Oh." He swallowed hard. "I think I'll take my
girlfriend along. She won't want to miss this." He scurried up
the staircase, his black cape flapping as he went.
Cape? She needed to take him aside for some advice on the
latest styles in vampire gear.
Cindy shook her head in wonder. Didn't these people know that
none of this was real? Obviously not, because her inn was
always full. With enough capital to indulge her sense of
humor, she'd bought and renovated the old place, then
dedicated it to all those who were fascinated by the strange
and unexplained or who thought they were the strange and
She'd named it the Woo Woo Inn in a moment of wild whimsy then
stepped back to see what happened. What happened was that she
had a spectacular success on her hands.
During her six months in business it had been pretty easy to
separate her guests into two categories? the delusional or the
curious. A select few were genetic scientists she'd
specifically invited to visit the inn in the hope that ...
Her thoughts scattered as one of the final guests she'd been
expecting walked in.
The impact of the man striding toward her made Cindy suck in
her breath. She dealt with the weird, wacky, and wonderful on
a daily basis, so she felt she was pretty much immune to
anyone or anything that walked through the Woo Woo Inn's
doors. But this man ... It was as though every woman's darkest
fantasy of the ultimate alpha male had suddenly materialized
in her hallway.
She didn't need to burn any brain cells analyzing him. This
was a man to be enjoyed on a strictly primitive level. Cindy
let her basic instincts do their thing.
First impressions- Tall. Broad-shouldered. Long leather
coat? unbuttoned. Jeans? buttoned. Damn. White shirt? mostly
buttoned. Double damn. Of course, her basic instincts never
spoke in complete sentences, so once her gaze wandered above
his neck she had to move up a step in the evolutionary process
to do justice to him.
Describing any other man, she'd simply say he had blond hair,
but on this man blond didn't say it at all. Blond evoked
images of all things soft and golden. No one in their right
mind would describe him as soft or golden. The wind had
whipped his hair into a long tangled glory lying across those
incredible shoulders. Each strand was the sun rising over the
icy North Sea, the swish of a longboat's prow cutting through
the gray waves, the battle cries of sea-borne invaders. It
was ... Viking. He was a dark warrior no matter the color of his
Dark warrior? Whoa. She was skating on the thin ice of purple
prose when she usually just laid everything out in the fewest
possible words. He had a great bod and sexy hair. That's all
there was to it.
"You must be Cindy Harper." He stopped in front of her and
offered his hand. "Thrain Davis."
His voice matched the rest of him, all husky and filled with
dangerous erotic traps for unwary women. And she definitely
detected a touch of Scotland there, not so much in his choice
of words, but in the cadence of them. Cindy shifted her Viking
imagery to purple hills, shadowed glens, and sexy Highlanders.
"Hi." She automatically took the hand he offered, but still
kept her unblinking gaze on his face.
His eyes were a strangely brilliant shade of blue. Blue was an
ambiguous color. It was a flame's superheated center and
winter's coldest waters. She suspected he could be both.
Uh-oh. She'd just fallen through the ice.
"Welcome to the Woo Woo Inn." Her brain's welcome.
"Oooh, yes! Pant, pant, pant. Woo-hoo, come and get me, you
big beautiful hottie." The welcomes from the sluts who lived
in her basement.
"Thanks." He smiled.
Even if a portal to Hell had opened at her feet, she wouldn't
have felt more shocked. Sure he had sensual lips and great
teeth, but that's not what his smile was about. It was about
temptation. Every woman who ever saw Thrain Davis smile would
wonder about the pleasure his mouth could give her, and from
there go on to imagine what his mouth combined with the rest
of him could accomplish. His intense blue gaze and sexy smile
were an invitation that said, "Press any of my body's hot
spots for sensational sex." Cindy allowed her glance to slide
the length of him. Both her basic and higher-level instincts
agreed that it would be fun to explore those hot spots.
"I think you need to blink now." His smile widened.
Cindy blinked then quickly dropped his hand. What had that
been all about? She'd learned when she was eighteen never to
let a man's physical appearance affect her judgment, and she
hadn't been eighteen for a very long time. But she tried to be
honest with herself most of the time, and she couldn't deny
that something about him touched all of her hot spots.
"You're a spectacular-looking man. I'm sure women all over the
world have suffered dry eyeballs after meeting you." She
smiled back at him.
It was his turn to blink. He was probably used to women
playing coy around him. Well, she said what she thought.
Within reason. She didn't think she'd share her hot spot
fantasy with him.
"Spectacular-looking? I don't think so." He frowned then raked
his fingers through his hair. "At least, I hope not. I want to
blend in with your other guests." He actually looked worried.
"It's the hair, isn't it?"
Cindy thought about some of her other guests. No, he
definitely wouldn't blend in. "It's the whole package." His
response sort of surprised her. Most men she'd known loved to
have their egos stroked. "You mustn't look in a mirror often."
A smile tugged at the corners of his expressive mouth, and she
had the feeling he was laughing at a private joke. "No, I
don't. But you're wrong, Cindy. What you see now is the
ordinary me. I save 'spectacular' for dark moonless nights."
Cindy felt a stab of disappointment. He must be just like most
of her other guests who liked to play at being something they
weren't. She glanced at her organizer. For some reason, Hal
hadn't entered any info next to Thrain's name. An oversight.
"So are you a vampire, werewolf, demon ...?" She waited, ready
to put in the details.
His soft chuckle mocked her. "None of the above. I'm only here
to observe. Paranormal events fascinate me."
Cindy glanced up to meet his suddenly intent stare. Sheesh.
She was back to the unable-to-blink thing. And she
felt ... different. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it
was like something alien had touched her mind. Whatever it was
slipped away before she could think about it. Probably just
the beginning of a headache. She hadn't slept well today, and
lack of sleep always gave her a headache.
"You don't believe any of this, do you?" Thrain swept his arm
wide to encompass all that she didn't believe. "Why do you run
this place if you don't believe in any of the paranormal
stuff?" For some reason, he seemed really bent out of shape by
How had he known? She'd never talked about her personal
beliefs with anyone. Cindy shrugged away what she couldn't
explain. "I don't know what makes you think that, but I guess
the truth is that I'm an observer like you. I'm open-minded,
but I need proof before I believe anything." And proof was the
one thing that no one had ever offered.
But someday, someone might walk through the inn's door with
all the answers to her questions, and she wanted to be here
when it happened. "I opened the inn because I wanted to invest
my money in a business, and this seemed like it would be fun."
Not the only reason. Definitely not the only reason.
He latched on to just one part of her answer. "I think we're
entirely different kinds of observers."
She sensed disappointment before he seemed to close off his
emotions. His expression gave away nothing. Since she couldn't
think of anything meaningful to say, Cindy simply shrugged.
"Are you really open-minded? Would you accept proof if it were
standing in front of you?" He sounded sincerely interested in
her answer, but his eyes remained neutral.
Now he was creeping her out. "Sure." Maybe. She shifted her
attention to her organizer and carefully entered him as an
interested observer. "I'll have someone carry your?"
"I can carry my own bag."
Cindy looked up from her clipboard at his terse comment. Yep,
she'd somehow managed to annoy him. Not a good beginning to
his stay. She smiled in the hope it would improve his mood.
"Your choice. I'll have someone show you to your?"
"I can find my own room." He held out his hand for the key.
Now he was making her mad. She barely stopped herself from
slapping the key into his palm. "Fine. You're in the Incubus
room. Second floor, turn right. Breakfast will be in a
half-hour, and then you have a choice of activities. The
brochure in your room will give you the details." She forced
some warmth into her voice. No matter how strange her guests
acted, they were still paying for an enjoyable experience, and
she'd play the happy hostess even if it killed her.
Cindy tried to look past him, but he stayed planted in front
of her, his body blocking her view of the front door.
Impatient, she looked up at him. "What?"
A sudden smile softened his mouth and actually reached his
eyes. "You deserve some good memories. I do great memories."
Memories? What did memories have to do with anything? He left
her staring after him as he strode past her then climbed the
stairs. Mmm. He looked just as wow going as he did coming. She
smiled. What a totally sexual animal. Within that context, she
understood the great memories thing perfectly.
Only when he was out of sight did she return her attention to
the front door. What had just happened? Because something had
Okay, she wouldn't think about it now. At least there was one
thing she knew for sure. No way could the last guest top that.
Excerpted from Night Bites
by Nina Bangs
Copyright © 2005 by Nina Bangs.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Whenever Cindy Harper felt stressed out, she turns to ice cream which helps sooth her especially with the strange requests of her guests who stay at her New Jersey Woo Woo Inn, the center of weirdness. However, the stress that Thrain Davis brings to her cannot be cured by a sweet cold treat. Thrain¿s best friend, Cindy¿s father; asked him to help his daughter believe that seven hundred years old like she is and having customers who are vampires, deities, and other paranormal ilk is real albeit abnormal. Even Thrain has a special bite to him, which frightens Cindy when she realizes he is a vampire.--- As Thrain falls in love with his host, she reciprocates, but fears his blood sucking nocturnal needs. Demonic feline visitors Sparkle Stardust and Ganymede ¿Mede¿ are guests at the inn doing what they do best, interfering with the natural order of things so that chaos reigns. As Thrain makes progress and Cindy starts to become comfortable with her beloved and with other revelations, the cosmic troublemaking duet strike. --- Nina Bangs is a master of blending ecstasy and humor within a romantic fantasy. The jocular story line is fast-paced as the way out cast makes for a delightful time for the audience. Thrain is a sensual sensitive vampire who feels guilt and a sense of betrayal by falling in love with the daughter of his best friend who he is supposed to help regain her footing. The inn is a terrific locale as the paranormal check in, check out, and sometimes in between. The bonus of the dynamic troublemaking duet of Sparkle and Mede add plenty of laughs. Fans will appreciate Ms. Bangs¿ lighthearted supernatural fantasy.--- Harriet Klausner
I have not read anything yet that can change my mind and say that it's not my favirote book.i read a year ago and i still have not found a book that can stomp this one.
Love this series Nina is a very entertaining writer that keep her story and charachters moving right along with plenty of laughs, tears, suspense and love. You will find all kinds of creatures in her stories but it isn't confusing she makes it work. I can't wait to read the next book. Read them in order. This book is about Thrain and Cindy. Cindy is taken from her father Darach a vampire by her mother. She doesn't know about him at all she thinks she was abandoned. Thrain feels responsible because he helped Cindy's mother not knowing her plan to run away. Thrain has been searching for close to seven hundred years for her and now he has found her but his attraction to her causes some problems especiallly her fear of being bitten.
very funny and great book lent it to friend and he really loved it and laughed thru the book
The beginning of this book is a muddle of happenings and characters. The entirety is choppy and disjointed, and the ending unsatisfying. There is an air of nonchalance in regards to the strange goings on, as if the reader and the characters should simply take things at face value which is a problem since there is simply too much going on, and too many characters who are simply mentioned offhand, and contribute nothing. Due to a lack of character background and inadequate setup there's a distinct feeling you're walking in on an ongoing story or a part of a series and that the characters have been developed in some previous, unmentioned episode. Things happen without drawing the reader into the story or the characters' lives and as a result the erotic events flounder because the two main characters remain almost as undeveloped as the strange smattering of overly abundant background characters. Things that should be funny are barely mildly amusing because there is no depth to compliment the humor. Thrain simply walks in and is immediately on an intimate level with Cindy when the fact is, they are complete strangers but there is no acknowledgement of this, instead the focus is solely on whether or rather when they'll have sex. Their banter is unsatisfying and at times more a nuisance, than anything, particularly in the erotic scenes. Their romantic/sexual interaction is overplanned, lacks spontaneity, romance, or at the very least, sensual appeal. They talk about it a lot but when it's actually happening...they're still talking about it. Prada and Trojan serve only to detract from Thrain and Cindy's developing relationship and despite playing an unnecessarily large part in this story their ultimate motives and purpose seems meaningless, and their presence ultimately unneeded and their absence would actually have allowed a real relationship to develop between Thrain and Cindy and a real romantic plot with them at its center. Instead the focus is spread too wide and as a result the impact is diffused. The story isn't lighthearted and amusing, it's shallow, empty, and disappointing and I'm now even more wary of the vampire romance genre.
An awsome read! I loved it.. the romance, and the adventure! Highly recommend reading! One of my top favorites! Funny, romanitc, exciting, just perfect! This is one book that will WOW readers!
This book had so much to offer. It's not the usual creepy romance, but rather an adventure, romance, comedy, and paranormal fusion. It has the air of light playful banter and steamy romance that makes any woman weak at the knees. Bangs really packs a wallop with this phenomenal novel. A book to test the skills of many generations to come.
Read the first book in this new series and loved it-- was proud to see she managed to write an even better one :) Read in 1 day cause I couldn't put it down!
I am a big fan of romances, and Night Bites was great. It combines vampires, ice cream, and comedy to create a sensual and exhilarating ride for the reader. I have never laughed so hard while reading. The cosmic troublemakers-Sparkle Stardust and Gynemede AKA Prada Smith and Trojan create completely hilarious situation. Although there are very few erotic scenes, there's plenty of sexual tension. This is a great addition to any library.
Cindy Harper does not believe in anything out of the ordinary, despite owning an inn that caters to were - beings, vampires, ancient pagan dieties, and the assorted troublemaker; and despite being over seven hundred herself. Thrain's mission is to convince her otherwise; he is her father's oldest friend, a vampire, and falling in love with her. This gels nicely with Sparkle Stardust and Ganymede's plans. Undercover, as Prada and Trojan, these cosmic troublemakers enter to Woo Woo inn to do what they do best. By now you should know that when Sparkle and Mede are bad, they're better, and now, they're at their best. .......................................... **** Nina Bangs can be depended upon to give her readers a good laugh. Mede and Sparkle are among the best literary cats in history. If you are looking for an escape, take them with you. ****