This post is in celebration of the release tomorrow of the third book of the Sons of Sangue, Gypsy. Join us at the Gypsy’s event on the 28th on Facebook. Prizes will be gift cards, mugs, donor tags, autographed books, etc.
I first heard about this series at a book club meeting (love the Book Obsessed Chicks!). People were talking about this vampire biker series and that they couldn’t wait for the third book to come out. Well, that day is tomorrow, I am lucky enough to have been asked to review it. But, I am going to do more than that. I am going to review all three books.
This series is like Sons of Anarchy meets Black Dagger Brotherhood.
In book 1 we meet the MC President Kane “Viper” Tepes. 10 years ago while he was feeding in the ladies room, he caught a glimpse of her. That is all it took. Now, 10 years later Cara is trying to solve 3 murders. Who is her primary suspects….you got it. The Sons of Sangue. Cara just can’t resister Viper. The pull to him is just too much. She finds herself pulled in two directions and ultimately it is her life on the line. It will be up to Viper to save the woman he loves. I love how Cara is a strong female character. The only time she is the girlie girl is when she is in Viper’s arms. I love Vampires and how possessive of their women they are.
Book 2 is Hawk. He now finds himself wearing the P patch and he is trying to resist the one woman he has always wanted. No matter how much Suzie tries to get Hawk to see her, it seems he wants nothing to do with her. She knows it is because of Ion, but he is not around anymore. There are times where I just want to smack him upside the head. Really, let the girl talk to you! When someone is gunning for Hawks head, literally, the MC does everything they can to keep that from happening. When Hawk sees himself at death’s door, my favorite character comes to save the day! Noooo I not gonna tell you who that is!!!!
It is almost comical. The manwhore of the Sons got a mate when he wanted her or not. Ok, he may want her, but he didn’t like how he got her. When his best friend decided to step in on his behalf, Gypsy didn’t like it one bit. And when Vlad steps in, he feel cornered and conflicted all over again.
Tamara only had eyes for Gypsy. When an opportunity presents itself to not only be with him, but be with him forever, she takes it.
I love the twist to this whole story, which of course I can’t tell you about. She is patient and knows that if she just waits long enough, he will be hers. She was naive at one point, but when it comes down to it, she knows where her loyalties lie.
On a side note, all I know is that with every book Vlad is by far my favorite character of the series. I am told, there is a battle between fans of whose Book boyfriend he is. I don’t care who ultimately gets him, as long as they share!!!
Gypsy Book 3
Grayson “Gypsy” Gabor loves the ladies. As a matter of fact, the more the merrier. Life is good. That is until a mishap with a sexy-as-hell redhead leaves them mated. The eldest of vampires, Vlad Tepes, gives him a choice: Keep her or give her up for all eternity to his one-time best friend, Anton.
Tamera Cantrell sets her sights on the Vice President of the Sons of Sangue, Gypsy. But after a night gone wrong, she finds herself caught between one vampire who hates her and one who adores her. Now Tamera’s only got three short months to prove to the one who despises her that he can’t live without her.
Add in one Mexican Cartel, a vindictive primordial vampire, and a rival MC out for blood, and Gypsy has his hands full with club business. When Tamera’s life becomes endangered, Gypsy must act quick or chance losing her forever.
Viper – Book 1
Kane ‘Viper’ Tepes is one of the oldest living descendants of Vlad III. Vampirism is in his blood. So is being the President of the Sons of Sangue. Those who break motorcycle club rules that protect their coven are dealt swift punishment. No exceptions. Until one pretty little detective has him compromising his beliefs, and endangering his position as head of the MC.
Vampirism had Cara Brahnam turning tail and leaving behind her life in Pleasant. Now, ten years later, she’s back as lead detective and wants to see the person responsible for draining the women of Lane County brought to justice, no matter what deal the gang of miscreants has struck with the sheriff. Or the fact that her number one suspect is the sole reason she fled in the first place.
Now someone has targeted Cara as the next victim and Kane must join in the hunt to find the ancient vampire that wants her dead.
Hawk – Book 2
Kaleb “Hawk” Tepes, as president of the Sons of Sangue and descendant of Vlad III, needs to keep his head focused on club business. Trouble is someone wants to divest him of it for a crime he committed against his vampire predecessors. He can’t afford distractions, especially those that come in the form of a five-foot-two sprite named Suzi, who once belonged to his nephew. In a moment of weakness, he makes a snap decision that can only spell trouble. Now faced with the one person who wants him dead, Kaleb must make the ultimate sacrifice or chance losing the only woman he truly desired forever.
Suzi Stevens has tried hard to put her past behind her and move forward. The one man she yearns for over all others, believes her to be nothing but cold-hearted. Hearing that someone has tried to behead him, she shelves past prejudices and rushes to his side, needing to see for herself that he’s all right. What she doesn’t count on is Hawk’s demand to take her as his personal blood donor. Now forced to endure his company, she fears losing her heart for all eternity to the one person who has the power to crush her.
EXCLUSIVE excerpt from Sons of Sangue: Gypsy
Tamera let out a sigh and prepared for battle. It always was with Grayson. “What do you want, Gypsy?”
“Now that’s no way to treat your mate.”
“Then maybe you need to act like one.”
His nostrils flared, his obsidian gaze traveling the length of her.
“Don’t tempt me.”
Tamera laughed, feeling none of the humor. “That’s rich, Gypsy. I could strip naked and lay in that bed and you still wouldn’t act like a mate. So what is your real reason for being here?”
“What about him?”
“Stay the fuck away from him.”
“Are you serious? You don’t want me. You’ve made that perfectly clear.” Tamera’s voice trembled in her rising ire. “Vlad isn’t giving me much of a choice here. It’s you or Blondy. And you have made it perfectly clear you don’t want in on that equation.”
“You are still my mate until I say otherwise.”
“Since when have I been anything other than a thorn in your side?”
“E così vero, it is so true, il mio dolce rossa.”
Tamera hated when he called her my sweet red. It was a wasted term of endearment. His gaze traveled about the room, no doubt seeing little change. Tamera had been careful not to put her stamp on the place. She wanted Grayson to be able to move back in without his room being a constant reminder of her as the previous occupant should she be given to Anton. He shouldn’t have to suffer for her actions. Even though she wished Grayson would pick her, she certainly couldn’t fault him if he didn’t. That didn’t mean she would make his decision easy for him. Hell no, she would fight him every step of the way.
His black eyes landed on the unmade bed and stayed a long moment before glancing back at her. “You haven’t taken communion.”
It wasn’t a question, it was an accusation. She crossed her arms over her breasts, trying damn hard to ignore the fact his desire had kicked up when he had taken in the satin sheets. The scent of human blood all over him overshadowed that of his rising lust. He hadn’t bothered cleaning up before entering his old domain. Normally, he wouldn’t have come near his old room while she occupied it. Why now?
“Like you care.”
“I’m not heartless, il mio dolce rossa.”
Tamera let out a harrumph. “You could’ve fooled me.”
“Never doubt that I desire you. That has never been an issue.” He took the last few steps separating them, leaving only a hand’s width between them. He leaned down, close enough his breath fanned her cheeks. “Trust me, il mio dolce rossa, I would much rather fuck you than stand here arguing with you.”
Tears welled in her eyes. “You’re quite the romantic. You sure know how to woo a woman.”
“There is nothing romantic about my intentions where you’re concerned.”
Grayson’s lips were but a breath away from touching hers, and God help her, she wanted to taste him, no matter how crude he treated her. And damn if she didn’t hate herself for it.
“Then why not take what you want?” Tamera fisted her hands at her sides to keep from reaching out and touching him. “You and I both know I would never deny you. I’m already yours.”
The infuriating vampire growled, but instead took a step back. She felt the separation like a bucket of ice water. “Don’t mistake my desire for anything other than it is, Tamera. No matter what my dick wants, my heart still hates you.”
She couldn’t have stopped the tears from falling if she tried. The last thing she wanted was to give Grayson her dignity, and yet she had just handed it to him. Her heart ached at his beauty, beauty which would always be denied her. He really was a son of a bitch. She wanted to hate him, return his scorn. Yet, she only felt the heartache.
Another knock sounded on the door. Grayson’s gaze stayed focused on hers. “Come in,” he growled his response.
A young female donor walked into the room. Too cute for Tamera’s liking. She grit her aching teeth as she watched Grayson’s eyes roam over the petite young blonde, the complete opposite of her. Bastard. Tamera thought he meant to feed from the woman, right there in front of her, but instead he walked beyond the donor and said over his shoulder, “Eat,” before he quit the room.
Tamera collapsed to the bed, no longer having the energy to stand. But before she could succumb to tears, the young donor walked over, knelt between her spread knees and tilted her head to the side, offering Tamera her artery. She could no longer deny herself. Grasping the woman’s neck in one hand, Tamera sank her fangs into the donor’s flesh and drew in deep, mimicking the donor’s moan at the first taste of the woman’s blood.
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About the Author
A day dreamer at heart, Patricia A. Rasey, resides in her native town in Northwest Ohio with her husband, Mark, and her lovable Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Todd.
Ms. Rasey is a three-time recipient of the Word Weaving Award for Literary Excellence and a three-time winner of the prestigious RIO Award Of Excellence. She is also a three-time EPPIE finalist and was a 2001 nominee for Romantic Times Magazine’s Best Electronic Book. Additionally, Twilight Obsessions and Twilight Visions, two anthologies she was a part of, was nominated for the PEARL, the Paranormal Excellence Award in Romantic Literature, in the Best Anthology category. Her short story, In The Mind of Darkness won the P&E 2002 Horror short story category.
When not behind her computer, you can find Patricia working, reading, watching movies or MMA. She also enjoys spending her free time at the river camping with her husband and two sons. Ms. Rasey is currently a third degree Black Belt in American Freestyle Karate.