Vampirella is an alien brought to Earth by forces beyond her control, and has to drink blood in order to survive. She falls in with Pendragon the magician, who becomes her (alcoholic) mentor, and eventually forms a romantic relationship with monster hunter Van Helsing. They are in continuing conflict with the evil Cult of Chaos, and have to face all manner of monsters, both human and supernatural and all stops in between. The stories are fast-paced fun, and never boring or offensive. Based on the famous comics character, the first couple of books more or less follow storylines from the magazines, but Goulart soon goes off into his own continuity. The books were obviously very hastily written, but are great quick, fun reads. There's no erotic content, despite the look of the covers, but considerable description of her appearance would no longer be accepted as correct. I bought the whole series at a science fiction convention one fine summer afternoon a decade after they were published from Rusty Hevelin, a friendly, lovely man who was a book dealer and well known as a fan, and that probably influences my memory of the series. The Vampirella books are elegant trash, and the first thing I think of when I hear the phrase "guilty pleasure."