Now this is how I remember Amanda Ashley stories being like. Boring with a capital B.
The heroine goes to the circus because she's drawn to the main attraction. Supposedly the oldest vampire is existence. There she cuts her finger and inadvertently the blood awakens him from his slumber and when she returns to see the creature again, the circus is shut down and the killings of young woman begin.
Now, when we first meet the heroine, it's almost like she is fascinated with vampires because she goes out of her to go to the circus and is interested in nothing but the creature. But she doesn't believe in vampires and really has no interest in them at all...Strange, but whatever. Then she meets the hero. He starts by following her to the restaurant, then following her home and the heroine, instead of being super creeped out by this, actually goes out walking with him late at night. This is a chick who lives and works in a major city. She should know better than this and honestly it won't be a vamp to kill her but just a regular old crazy. Then she meets the.... other hero, I guess you'd call him. He's a vampire hunter who also follows her home and stalks her from her work and apartment...again...is she really not creeped out by this? You get the feel that this was supposed to be the formula of a love triangle but there's never any hint of attraction between the heroine and hero #2. In fact, there was very little romance between her and hero #1. This book felt like Groundhog Day from hell. It just kept going around and around in circles. Get up, get breakfast, ask a whole lot of questions, go to work, nothing, VAMPIRE ATTACK, oh it's over, back to the questions. Please make it stop! The vampire was like a damn wack a mole, he just kept popping up throughout the story in between food and Q&A sessions. Also, the cover is misleading. This is not a historical novel but contemporary. The addition I own has carriages and characters in Victorian dress. This is a lie!