I will be upfront. I do tend to like vampire novels...and am biased towards urban fantasy in general. Twilight seems to be really popular. It's a vampire story. Nice. And then I actually read Twilight. Someone please tell me...how could a cookie go so wrong?
I have nothing against romance stories. Vampire/human romances? Ok sure. A bit dodgy, but passable. Vampires that walk in sunlight but have superpowers...now that sounds suspiciously like overpowered thinbloods with the abilities of Anne Rice's Marius. I begin to frown. And then the entire novel reads like a long drawn out love-swoon. Fail.
Romance I can tolerate. But when romance becomes sufficiently overbearing that every page seems to be the reminisces of a schoolgirl high on love (which it is), I begin to seriously doubt just how deep this story goes. Allow me to summarize: Gal meets amazing vampire dude who totally blows her mind, mind stays blown, mind stays blown, mind stays blown, bad-guy shows up, vampire dude does a superhero, mind stays blown, mind stays blown... etc.
Of course, perhaps the vampire dude isn't gona be quite as lovestruck. It does make sense, to a large extent. But no...unfortunately it was a mutual love at first sight situation. Frankly, unless you're positively nuts about a long drawn out lovestruck scene, I'd say skip this book entirely. I'd say our vamp was really only vampire in name, and nothing more.
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