Bound by Blood Reviews...
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"L Rosario's Bound By Blood is a captivating novella that held my interest throughout.
The storyline was intriguing, though nothing completely unforeseen came about. I loved
the way the tale was told in first person, by both of the characters, Ivy and Benedict, each
in turn. I had the feeling that the characters were talking to me, which had the effect of
engaging me in the storyline. Excellently done by L Rosario. Both characters were fairly
well developed, and the plot flowed smoothly and felt complete. Bound By Blood did not
seem rushed or as if there was something missing. The sex between the characters is
described in detail and is sizzling. I have thoroughly enjoyed this tale by L Rosario and am
definitely open to reading more from this author"
4 out of 5 angels from Elizabeth for Fallen Angel Reviews...
The storyline was intriguing, though nothing completely unforeseen came about. I loved
the way the tale was told in first person, by both of the characters, Ivy and Benedict, each
in turn. I had the feeling that the characters were talking to me, which had the effect of
engaging me in the storyline. Excellently done by L Rosario. Both characters were fairly
well developed, and the plot flowed smoothly and felt complete. Bound By Blood did not
seem rushed or as if there was something missing. The sex between the characters is
described in detail and is sizzling. I have thoroughly enjoyed this tale by L Rosario and am
definitely open to reading more from this author"
4 out of 5 angels from Elizabeth for Fallen Angel Reviews...
"Bound by Blood is a sexy, sassy, wild ride down a very
sensuous road. The hot sparks between Ivy and the vampire
Benedict, combined with the clever, contemporary feel of the
story, provides a page-turning, arousing read. I went back and
forth between chuckling out loud and squirming in my chair.
L. Rosario does it again!"
Lynda Hilburn - author of Diary of a Narcissistic Bloodsucker
sensuous road. The hot sparks between Ivy and the vampire
Benedict, combined with the clever, contemporary feel of the
story, provides a page-turning, arousing read. I went back and
forth between chuckling out loud and squirming in my chair.
L. Rosario does it again!"
Lynda Hilburn - author of Diary of a Narcissistic Bloodsucker
Excerpt
Ivy…
This was it. A now or never moment. A do or die. A put up or shut up. The decision had
been made, and tonight I would finally look my fantasy dead in the eyes and say, "Hey
sexy, your bed or mine?"
At least that was the plan, but I couldn't exactly proposition an empty barstool. I glanced at
the clock behind me and frowned. Where the hell was he?
Like clockwork, the star of my fantasies had been strolling into my tavern every night for
the past three months at 1:30 a.m. Tonight, he was late. Sure, it was only six minutes past,
but he'd never been late before.
Perhaps his wife hadn't let him out tonight?
Oh God, what if he did have a wife? Given how utterly gorgeous he was, I wouldn't be
surprised. Could I sleep with a married man? Had I become that desperate? Or worse, what
if he was gay? Now that would be an awful waste.
“’Night, Ivy.” The mumbled salutation preceded the jingle of the door’s bell, but I didn’t
bother to look up. Swiping a damp towel over the counter, I couldn’t stop contemplating all
the reasons he wasn’t here yet. Though what could be worse than a wife or being gay? Oh
God, maybe he was dead on the side of the road somewhere. Or--
“Could I have a tall glass of ice water?” His deep voice washed over me like a soothing rain.
With my heart in my throat, I set the damp towel aside and turned to prepare his unusual
drink. It was always water, every night. Why come to an out of the way tavern to order ice
water? It was just one of the questions I had yet to gain the courage to ask him. I also
longed to know his name, his age, his marital status, his occupation…you get the idea. I
wanted to know everything about this man—inside and out.
The ice chilled my palm through the glass before I could set it down on the square coaster.
“Will that be all?”
Despite the perfected you’re-sexier-than-hell-but-you-don’t-effect-me tone, my insides
were in a muddle. One look from this guy’s silver eyes was enough to turn me to jelly. Was
this something men learned early on in life? How to flash just the right smoldering look? If
so, hats off to this one’s tutor, because he did it like no one before him ever had.
What else would he excel at?
A blush crept into my face as I considered the possibilities. Wicked possibilities, naughty
even. Oh yes, I could get very naughty with this man. His black, shiny curls were just
begging to be twisted around my fingers, and his lips…Lord, his lips were molded to be
kissed and sucked at. Did he have any idea how fantastic he was? Did he have any idea
what I was thinking right now? For my sake, I sure hoped not.
“Thank you,” he offered while wrapping his long, elegant fingers around the glass and
lifting it to his lips. Those fingers could probably explore places I didn’t even know I had.
Oh yes…
This was it. A now or never moment. A do or die. A put up or shut up. The decision had
been made, and tonight I would finally look my fantasy dead in the eyes and say, "Hey
sexy, your bed or mine?"
At least that was the plan, but I couldn't exactly proposition an empty barstool. I glanced at
the clock behind me and frowned. Where the hell was he?
Like clockwork, the star of my fantasies had been strolling into my tavern every night for
the past three months at 1:30 a.m. Tonight, he was late. Sure, it was only six minutes past,
but he'd never been late before.
Perhaps his wife hadn't let him out tonight?
Oh God, what if he did have a wife? Given how utterly gorgeous he was, I wouldn't be
surprised. Could I sleep with a married man? Had I become that desperate? Or worse, what
if he was gay? Now that would be an awful waste.
“’Night, Ivy.” The mumbled salutation preceded the jingle of the door’s bell, but I didn’t
bother to look up. Swiping a damp towel over the counter, I couldn’t stop contemplating all
the reasons he wasn’t here yet. Though what could be worse than a wife or being gay? Oh
God, maybe he was dead on the side of the road somewhere. Or--
“Could I have a tall glass of ice water?” His deep voice washed over me like a soothing rain.
With my heart in my throat, I set the damp towel aside and turned to prepare his unusual
drink. It was always water, every night. Why come to an out of the way tavern to order ice
water? It was just one of the questions I had yet to gain the courage to ask him. I also
longed to know his name, his age, his marital status, his occupation…you get the idea. I
wanted to know everything about this man—inside and out.
The ice chilled my palm through the glass before I could set it down on the square coaster.
“Will that be all?”
Despite the perfected you’re-sexier-than-hell-but-you-don’t-effect-me tone, my insides
were in a muddle. One look from this guy’s silver eyes was enough to turn me to jelly. Was
this something men learned early on in life? How to flash just the right smoldering look? If
so, hats off to this one’s tutor, because he did it like no one before him ever had.
What else would he excel at?
A blush crept into my face as I considered the possibilities. Wicked possibilities, naughty
even. Oh yes, I could get very naughty with this man. His black, shiny curls were just
begging to be twisted around my fingers, and his lips…Lord, his lips were molded to be
kissed and sucked at. Did he have any idea how fantastic he was? Did he have any idea
what I was thinking right now? For my sake, I sure hoped not.
“Thank you,” he offered while wrapping his long, elegant fingers around the glass and
lifting it to his lips. Those fingers could probably explore places I didn’t even know I had.
Oh yes…
4 steaming cups from COFFEE TIME ROMANCE
"This story is full of highly charged sexual emotions that will have you tingling all over.
Ivy and Benedict burn for each other and you will enjoy every moment reading about them.
This author manages to keep her readers engrossed in every page of this story. You will
thoroughly enjoy this book; so do not hesitate in reading it."
Candy Cay
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance
Reviewer for Karen Find Out About New Books
"This story is full of highly charged sexual emotions that will have you tingling all over.
Ivy and Benedict burn for each other and you will enjoy every moment reading about them.
This author manages to keep her readers engrossed in every page of this story. You will
thoroughly enjoy this book; so do not hesitate in reading it."
Candy Cay
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance
Reviewer for Karen Find Out About New Books
