Vampire Blues by Stephany Simmons
Book Two of Lian and Figg
Kindle Edition
*An Ebook copy was given to me for review by the author. No compensation was offered or received. No promise of a good review was made. Opinions expressed are solely mine.*
Good Reads Blurb:
Lian and Figg are still recovering from events that almost destroyed their lives, but when a good friend comes to them with a serious problem, they can't turn him away. Soon, Lian and Figg are neck-deep in local vampire politics and framed for a massacre they had little to do with. On top of that, the local werewolf pack is sniffing around, looking for favors.
My Turn:
I was happy to see this sequel to Voodoo Dues, (review here), pop up. I had been eagerly waiting for it. I enjoyed Voodoo Dues but, as Stephany is a new writer, I was curious to see if she could keep it up. I am ecstatic to say YES SHE CAN.
The action comes fast and steady in Vampire Blues. The characters we loved in Voodoo Dues are back and just as quirky as ever. Ms Simmons has brought a gay ghost, vampires and werewolves into the story. Oh my!
One of my favorite characters is Carl who, in this book, brings with him a gay ghost. I do wish Boyd, the gay ghost, had a bigger role. I would have loved to read the conversations between him and Carl. I imagine they would be truly hysterical. Here is a sample of Carl for you:
Carl Tharpe, necromancer, former cross-dressing psychic and as of late, waiter, climbed out of the passenger side, unfolding his massive frame, even the SUV was too small for him. “Do you think they’re dating?” Figg asked me.
Carl was probably in his mid-thirties and easily six-foot-five. My best guess was that Rene was in her sixties, a diminutive five-foot-two at most. “I hope not,” I told Figg. “That would just
be…”
“Weird,” we said at the same time.
“Would you consider that a ménage à trios?” Figg asked. Carl had a constant spirit companion, a psychic ghost of a gay man who’d perished from a drug overdose in the late 1970s.
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The door chimed and John walked in, wearing a pair of sweat pants that I’d forgotten I had and an oversized X-men t-shirt that Figg liked to sleep in. “Figg will kill you if you mess that shirt up,” I said. She’d told me so many times that it was old-school and that she’d never find another one like it.
“Give me a break, man,” John said, “It’s the only thing we could find that would fit me.”
“We?” I asked.
“Carl said I had to get dressed because his ghost was driving him nuts,” John sat in one of the club chairs near the door, “whatever that means.”
"Boyd is gay.” I grabbed a bottle of scotch and two glasses, walking over to join John.
“If I didn’t need a drink before, I do now.” He took one of the glasses from me; I opened the bottle and poured.
Kindle Locations 667-675.
“For a few months now,” he looked up at me. “I know what you’re thinking. I thought the same thing.”
“What?” I sat down across the table from him.
“Vampires are supposed to be handsome and seductive.”
It was exactly what I was thinking. I started to ask him if he could read my mind, but thought better of it.
“I thought it would be like instant cosmetic surgery, at least liposuction.” He grabbed his gut and shook it up and down. “Have you ever heard of a fat vampire?”
Kindle Locations 427-432
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