Blog Tour: Vampires of London by Lorelei Moone
Vampires of London: Books #1-3 Bundle,
A Steamy & Suspenseful Vampire Romance Collection
by Lorelei Moone
Vampires of London #1-3
Publication Date: March 10, 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Vampires
Sink your fangs into Books 1-3 of the Vampires of London series in one handy bundle. This Vampire Romance collection includes: Alexander’s Blood Bride, Michael’s Soul Mate and Lucille’s Valentine.Alexander’s Blood Bride
When Cat ends up at a Halloween party hosted by the mysteriously handsome and super rich Alexander Broderick, the last thing she expects is to become the object of his desire. Although she gets spooked and runs, she doesn’t yet understand the extent of his dangerous secret: Alexander, and a number of his guests, are vampires. And Cat’s blood is unlike anything they’ve smelled before…Michael’s Soul Mate
Playboy Michael has never wanted to settle down. When he finds a severely injured woman lying in the street, his instincts insist he save her. He turns her into a vampire and takes her home, not realizing that this little random encounter is going to change his immortal life forever.Lucille’s Valentine
Marek the Soul Eater has escaped and it’s Lucille’s job as Enforcer to return him to the Council. She’s not a team player usually, but when she finds Vampire Hunter Valentino Conti also on Marek’s trail, she decides to join forces. The longer they work together, the more their connection grows. What if the truth comes out? What if Valentino realizes Lucille is the very thing he’s been hunting all his life?
She scooted a little closer to him. He wasn’t so bad after all. And damn, the subdued light from the stars above made him look even more handsome. If that was even possible.
Earlier, he’d kept their eye contact to a minimum. He’d even avoided physical contact, until their outing earlier. Now, her hand rested on the roof just beside his, their little fingers touching. He didn’t pull away, and neither did she.
And he continued to stare into her soul, making her heart beat faster. Was that her heart, though? Did vampires even have heartbeats?
She felt giddy and lightheaded. No matter how quickly he’d brushed it away, she was certain that this gesture meant something more than he was willing to admit.
“Do you come here often?” she asked, then grinned when she realized the cliché.
Michael smiled subtly. “Often enough to recognize a new face.”
This man had an infuriatingly gorgeous smile. To go with his infuriatingly gorgeous face.
Anna’s thoughts were swimming. She found it hard to focus on anything but the curve of Michael’s lips.
“It’s not so bad, this new life,” she mumbled.
His smile widened.
She leaned in, closer and closer. His scent filled her nostrils. Intoxicating and seductive, like an expensive cologne.
Michael similarly leaned toward her until their faces were only an inch apart.
And just like that, without planning to, really, Anna pressed her lips against his.
The heartbeat in her chest seemed to speed up to a high frequency buzz. Her chest filled with—she wasn’t quite sure with what. Excitement. Nerves.
She felt alive, like every one of her was synapses firing at an intensity she wouldn’t have thought possible before. Her whole body was electric, every inch of her skin highly sensitized.
Michael reached for her, slipping his hand behind her neck and cradling her as he returned her kiss. Their tongues collided and fireworks seemed to erupt behind her closed eyelids.
It was so beautiful, she had to fight back tears.
And just like that, it was over. Michael withdrew his hand and pulled away.
Anna opened her eyes in distress. Why? Why did he stop?
“I’m sorry, this isn’t fair on you,” Michael stammered. He refused to look her in the eye.
Had she misread the situation completely? Had he not just brought her here to this incredibly romantic spot and showed her all the beauty that lay at their feet? Had he not just tried to convince her that immortality wasn’t as scary and alien as it had seemed to be at first?
Did he not care for her?
“I shouldn’t have done that,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m your maker. It’s inappropriate.”
Anna didn’t know what to do or where to look as he got up, dusted off his trousers, and took a few steps away from her. She’d faced rejection in the past, but nothing like this. He’d been into it just now, hadn’t he?
“I don’t understand,” she mumbled, and wrapped her arms around herself protectively.
“Look.” Michael reached for her shoulder, then stopped about an inch away. “I’m really sorry. I got carried away in the moment. This isn’t right. I’ve taken advantage of your situation and I shouldn’t have. This is your first night as a vampire, and you don’t need to be wrapped up in all this.”
Anna frowned. Taken advantage? What the hell was he talking about?
“I kissed you,” she said. “If anyone took advantage—”
Michael shook his head. “No. I’m sorry. I’m going to go inside now. If you need anything, I’ll be in the library.”
Anna’s throat tightened, making it impossible for her to respond. Before she had the chance to regain her composure, he’d walked across to the edge of the roof and climbed down, possibly to enter through a nearby window.
She didn’t recall ever being faced with a guy acting this hot and cold around her, but then of course she wouldn’t. She didn’t remember much of anything.
What did it mean?
Anna pulled her legs up, wrapped her arms around them, and rested her chin on top of her knees.
A lot had happened today, and perhaps some peace and quiet was exactly what she needed. Not that it was particularly quiet up here. She could hear traffic, as well as the occasional siren, miles away. She tried to focus on the rustling of fallen leaves being carried by the odd winter breeze in the park.
That kiss, though. Holy hell. Despite the awkwardness of his sudden departure, and the confusion he left her in, she couldn’t get it out of her mind.
Was everything just more intense now that she was no longer mortal? He had overwhelmed her, turned her into a mushy mess of emotions and sensations that felt completely alien. Considering she didn’t have her memory back yet, this was essentially her first ever kiss now. She hated that it had to end so soon.
Although it was probably for the best. She had enough to worry already about without adding relationship issues into the mix.
If a little kiss felt this amazing, then what was sex like?
Anna groaned. She’d be a lot better off banning these speculations from her mind. He wasn’t into her, or at the very least, he didn’t consider her ready, whatever that meant.
And she wasn’t about to throw herself at some guy she’d known all of what—ten hours? Most of those hours she’d been passed out. How could she even know what kind of guy he was?
Plus, she wasn’t that kind of woman.
She might not remember the finer details of her old life, but she was certain of that fact.
Plus, he wasn’t even into her. Or was he?
ABOUT LORELEI MOONE
Lorelei Moone is an up-and-coming author of paranormal romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.