Dead of Night by Emily Goodwin
Release Date: March 25th
Dead of Night, an all-new standalone paranormal romance by Emily Goodwin
Never trust a vampire.
I might have learned that lesson the hard way. But when I find myself in a vampire-owned bar, I don’t have much of a choice. With vampires still trying to assimilate into mainstream society, I’ve done Lucas King a favor by stopping one of his patrons from draining a human dry in the basement of his bar. A favor he’d prefer to repay in bed than in kind.
Vampires and witches have had more than a jaded history, and when witches start showing up dead in surrounding covens, all signs point to something old and powerful. Something that knows the ways of the witches.
Something–or someone–like Lucas.
What’s worse than trusting a vampire? Falling in love with one.
Book one in the Dead of Night Series.
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Reviewed by Stephanie
I love reading all types of genres but am always on the look out for some good paranormal romance because how can you go wrong with powerful witches, ancient super hot vampires, magic daggers and dead bodies that just won’t stay buried? Well, if you ask me you just can’t, and we get all that and more in the first book in the Thorn Hill series by Emily Goodwin. I loved this book from start to finish and can’t wait for more.
Callie is a witch and a bad ass super powerful one at that. She splits her time between fighting evil and running a quaint little bookstore with her bestie who also has some pretty awesome PRN skills herself. There’s a big mystery in most of this book as to things that happened in Callie’s past and I was itching for that all to come out. Why did she leave home and could she possibly have more powers than the crazy powerful ones she already has? She is loyal and funny and will do anything for anyone. So when she happens upon a hipster bar one night for a drink and has to stop a Vampire from draining the blood from an unwilling human she doesn’t expect to meet Lucas.
“There’s a reason I left home and never went back.”
Lucas is a very powerful, very ancient and extremely sexy head Vampire and someone Callie never expected to meet. I mean after all, witches aren’t supposed to trust Vampires, right? But what happens when one starts to always be there? First they just won’t go away and then they are helping you resurrect the dead? Well, what’s a girl to do with all that except perhaps give in to all the smoldering hotness that is Lucas and perhaps start to fall for him? Sounds like a good plan to me.
“He’s all hardness and muscle with a face the gods themselves would be jealous of. And then our eyes meet and something indescribable passes through me.”
I love Lucas. He is all loyal and sexy and alpha wrapped up in a 1600 year old vamp. Then there’s Callie who is strong and awesome and her sense of humor is pretty spot on too. This book was such a great start to a new PRN series. It even had a good amount of humor in there along with some fantastic secondary characters. Can a witch and a vampire really be together? And what happens when the secrets from both their pasts don’t stay secret? It kept me interested from start to finish and I can’t wait to get my hands on the second book!
“And now I know for certain he feels the same emptiness inside. Only…I can’t imagine having to live with it for all eternity.”
Talking to Lucas is easy, and having him know and approve of my life as a witch is a game changer. But it’s more than just the convenience of going on a date with a guy I don’t have to lie to. There’s more to Lucas than he lets on. He’s a complicated man but I know one thing for certain: he might not care for many people, but he’s fierce when it comes to those he loves.
I finish my drink and set the empty glass down on a table and go back to the railing, looking out at the cityscape. Lucas steps in behind me, pressing my ass against his pelvis and resting his hands on my stomach. I’m right up against his cock, and while it’s not hard, I can still feel it through his pants.
My mouth goes dry and I have to remind myself how to breathe. We’re standing on the deck of a crowded boat, yet somehow everyone else fades from view. Gently, he brushes my hair away from my shoulder, bringing it around my neck and smoothing the ends out against my breast. His fingers deliberately graze over my nipple, and dammit, he gets a physical response out of me. Chills run down my spine and I lean back, needing to feel more of him against me. He brings his hand down over my breast, along my stomach, and inches it down to my thigh. Slowly, he moves his fingers, gathering the hem of my dress in his hand.
My heart flutters and speeds up. He brings his other hand down, running his fingers over my exposed flesh, dangerously close to my core. His lips press against my neck, gently kissing me.
And then he draws his fangs. I can feel the razor-sharp tips on my skin. My pulse bounds, echoing in my head. If I can hear it, he can.
He can feel it, too.
Deft fingers sweep across my clit, just barely touching it through the thin fabric of my panties. Everything inside me heats up, and if he pressed his fingers to me again, he’d feel just how wet he’s making me right now. I grip the railing, needing to hold onto it for support. Trailing kisses, he moves his lips down along my neck, fangs digging into but not breaking my skin with each and every kiss.
“Are you…are you hungry?” I ask, barely louder than a whisper. It doesn’t matter. Lucas can hear me. His mouth goes to my neck again, and his tongue lashes out, running along a vein. He pauses for a moment, and I know what he’s doing. He’s reading my heartbeat, finding the best place to bite me.
“When I do drink you, it won’t be like this,” he growls, lips brushing against me as he speaks. “I want to feel you squirming in my lap as I sink my fangs into your neck. Hear you moan as your blood pours into my mouth.”
I whimper, pressing my ass up against his cock, my entire body craving to feel it harden against me. Suddenly he pushes me away and spins me around so I’m facing him. I blink rapidly, trying to regain my composure. His hands land on my shoulders and he tips his head down, flashing his fangs.
“I’ll give you want you want, but not until I’ve gotten what I need.”
Emily Goodwin is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of over a dozen of romantic titles. Emily writes the kind of books she likes to read, and is a sucker for a swoon-worthy bad boy and happily ever afters.
She lives in the midwest with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, you can find her riding her horses, hiking, reading, or drinking wine with friends.
Emily is represented by Julie Gwinn of the Seymour Agency.
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