The last tale of B.A. Tortuga is a vamp tale. An old vamp tale to the rhythm of blues. You can feel it bit in every words and it's a crazy rhythm.

Vance is a scarred ex cop who now works for a man known as Colonel. He hunts vampires. He receives orders and goes on mission. He is not particular fond of vampires but neither hates them. It's only his work. Then he meets Clay, a vampire like no other he has met before. He feels a powerful attraction for this man. And Clay seems incapable to stop biting him and makin love to him. And he is not adverse to the idea.

And then there is Remy, a sweet little Cajun man who has always cared for Clay, cause Clay is family. And now that Clay has met his mate, Remy is a little bit sad, not angry, is not in his nature... but maybe Gryphon, another vampire, much older than Clay, can make him feel better, a lot better.

Till the mid of the book, I feel partial for Remy and in second stance for Vance. They are very different, but very lovely both. Vance is a wounded man that has not finished to believe in justice. He is angry to the world, but he is still a good boy. And he works only for the Goods. Instead Remy is a little hot thing, all sweet and caring; he has not an ounce of malice in his body, maybe he is a little wicked, but in the good meaning of the word. He only has yet to find his soul mate and until that moment, he can be a good buddy for Clay.

Clay is the good boy. Only he is a vampire. He is so good, I can find nothing wrong in him. But I'm not so fond for good boy. So maybe this is the reason why I cheer up when Gryphon makes his appearance. He is a real man... ops vampire. He is strong and protective, he takes what he wants and now he wants Remy.

So in the end the supporting characters, Remy and Gryphon, steal the scene to the main characters, Vance and Clay. And all of them contribute to create a fast paced story, full (as always in the B.A. Tortuga's story) of hot sex, that is not never a bad thing.

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