If you think you know the rules of this game, you are wrong.
Following her attack on Trafalgar Square, Elisabeth Báthory has played her hand. Helena Carey’s life has been left devastated. Leo Harrison has been left seriously wounded, unable to save himself or his family from Elisabeth’s plan.
At Hunsden, Helena must find the strength to drag herself from despair. In doing so, she and her remaining family and friends will have to band together, make uneasy alliances and discover much of what they knew was wrong.
Injured from the attack, and separated from his wife, Leo is caught in the centre of Elisabeth’s plot. He is powerless against her and her whims, until he comes to understand her plans for him, and those he loves.
Realising he is playing a game against someone without rules, boundaries or conscience, he knows that he has one chance, even if it comes at the ultimate price, because in this game, freedom costs blood.
Okay now I’m sad. Because it’s over. At least my favourite sorceror survived. I would’ve had some choice words if he hadn’t. I didn’t expect the twist with Leo tbh. After they had discovered he had the gene, albeit dormant, I figured there'd be something happening with that. I never expected he'd take the plunge. Throughout this whole trilogy I've enjoyed the scientific aspect of it all, attributing things to genes and DNA and a virus, it adds a modern feel to something that’s otherwise historic, gothic sometimes, even medieval fantasy tinged. From the moment I picked this book up I couldn’t put it down and finished it in 3 days (would’ve been faster if I didn’t have to work). Even shed some tears at the events towards the end. Only thing I didn’t love about this was the time skips at the very end, and I can’t really pinpoint why because I get why they’re there and what they’re doing, but I just... I don’t know. Fell flat because of all the action and emotion just before it? I went into this for the vampires, but now I want more gay sorcerors.