Broken Heart, Oklahoma, may have lost most of its humans,
but Patsy Donahue still has her hair salon. Although a lot
of her clients are of the furry variety -- werewolves love a
good grooming. Patsy keeps the salon open because, yeah,
she's a vampire, but being a beautician is all she's ever
known. And she's able to make enough to keep a roof over
her teenaged son's head, food on the table (well, for him,
anyway) and clothes on their backs. Life may not be what it
used to, but it's not all bad -- at least it wouldn't be, if
she could just rein in her son.
Being the mother of a teenager creates enough stress to
kill a person. Good thing Patsy is already dead. He might
be trouble, but he's hers and nobody, but nobody better
mess with him. Unfortunately, he's not the only one in
danger. Patsy may be the walking undead, but she can still
be killed -- and that may be coming sooner than she thinks
unless something is done soon. And that sexy beast Gabriel --
boy, he could give a girl a run for her money and then
some, and that's just judging by his looks. But Patsy
thinks there's more to him than meets the eye and if she's
right, he may be the only thing that can save her and the
rest of Broken Heart.
Wow, what a trip! BECAUSE YOUR VAMPIRE SAID SO is the best
thing I've read in ages. It's my first by Ms. Bardsley, but
it definitely won't be the last -- I have a shopping trip
planned already. I can't wait to read the others in the
Broken Heart series, and then I'm going for her entire
backlist. This lady can flat tell a story. The characters
are funny and lovable, the setting perfect and the subject --
well, honey, you don't get any better than vampires and
werewolves. Hope your pencil is sharpened, Ms. Bardsley, I
think you're going to be writing for a long, long time. An
excellent read!
When you’re immortal, being a mom won’t kill you— it will
only make you stronger
Even though all the non-vamps in Broken Heart, Oklahoma,
skipped town, Patsy Donahue has kept her hair salon up and
running thanks to the werewolves prowling around. They
know how important good grooming is, especially a certain
rogue shapeshifter who’s as sexy as he is deadly. Now, if
only she could put a leash on her wild teenage son, who’s
up to his neck in danger. The stress would kill Patsy, if
she wasn’t already undead. But her maternal instinct is
still alive and kicking. And no one had better mess with
her own flesh and blood…
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