https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D5PKW2JC
Editorial Review For BLOOD: THE SANGUINE PRINCE
This vampire
tale isn’t about brooding in castles or sparkling in sunlight. The undead here
juggle tennis matches, drum circles, and awkward hookups while trying not to
drain every hot guy in Dallas. Our immortal narrator navigates messy
relationships, chaotic pool parties, and the occasional run-in with cops—all
while debating whether love is worth the hassle when everyone ends up dead
anyway.
The book’s
strength? It doesn’t take itself seriously. The writing leans into dark humor,
with absurd scenarios (stoned swans, haunted house hookups) balancing the
protagonist’s existential angst. The pacing zips along like a vampire fleeing a
crime scene, and the voice—sarcastic, self-aware, and unapologetically
messy—keeps things entertaining.
If you’re
tired of moody vampire romances, this flips the script. It’s urban fantasy with
a grungy, early-2000s vibe, blending horror-lite with queer themes and a side
of Texas chaos. Think American Psycho if Patrick Bateman had fangs and a thing for lacrosse
players.
Readers who
like flawed antiheroes, chaotic energy, and stories that mix bloodsucking with
dark comedy will devour this. Just don’t expect moral lessons or tidy
endings—this is a wild ride, not a sermon.
Verdict: A messy, raunchy good time. Perfect for anyone who’s
ever wondered what vampires do between feedings (spoiler: they make terrible
life choices).