Ah, the stalker vampire romantic hero--a favorite of mine. NOT. Oh, and dear God, the return of the "destined mate" trope that in an alpha male is supposed to let the reader (and heroine) forgive the romantic lead anything even near rape. You know, you'd think a guy would treat a gal better if it were true that: "Only a lifemate could bring emotions and color back into a male's life. Carpathian women were the light to the male's darkness. His other half." But no. (Here's a hint, Makail. If you touch a women, and she says "Stop!" and starts crying--STOP.) Oh, and he calls her "little one." *gag*
This novel is the start to a popular series in paranormal romance, which is why I gave this a few dozen pages before deciding I'd had as much as I could stand. I'm sorry--if you want vampire romantic heroes try Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse Southern Vampire Mysteries. Or Robin McKinley's Sunshine. Or Tanya Huff's Blood series. Or Mercedes Lackey's Children of the Night. Or Chelsea Quinn Yarbro's Saint-Germain tales. Or even Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake (though LKH imo badly jumps the shark after the eighth book in the series.) Not hurting for choice here. And yes, I've read all those--I'm picky when I come to my vampires and Feehan does not make the cut. Part of the Carpathian series I won't be reading more of.
