Review: Bloody Mad

A vampire in an asylum? That is not going to end well. What in bloody hell were they thinking when they locked me up in the Vilokan Asylum for the Magically and Mentally Deranged? They had to be crazy. I mean, it was just a few mutilated bodies in the French Quarter. And it wasn’t like I was in control of myself. It was him – my damned brother, who possessed me, who took over.

Not like the quacks here would ever believe me. I mean, how exactly does a girl go about explaining that the voice inside her head made her do it without coming across as certifiably insane? It was something I contracted when I fed. That’s what gave him the chance to take over. Something demonic, infecting humans and making us vulnerable to possession. And if that wasn’t enough, there’s more going on in this asylum than I thought. Something connected to the Order of the Morning Dawn and a demonic scheme to infect humans, possess vampires, and dominate the world. There’s more at stake here then my sanity. I have to get the hell out of here before it’s too late. I have to stop them.

Review: Bloody Hell

They tried to cut out my heart. But, before I was a vampire, I was a witch. They couldn’t get rid of me that easily.

My name’s Mercy Brown, but don’t let my name fool you; I’m merciless. It had been almost a century and a half since I last encountered anyone from the Order of the Morning Dawn. They were religious fundamentalists with the dual goal of eliminating vampires and witches. Being both a vampire and a witch, I was the embodiment of everything the Order hates. Their first attempt to eliminate me failed. Thanks to the fact that my mentor in the Craft was also a necromancer. When they burned my heart, they didn’t kill me. They unwittingly completed a spell that tied my existence to the soul of one who took my place in hell.

Now, I’m heartless, literally. Not having a heart has some advantages. It means I’m pretty resilient, especially when it comes to wooden stakes. So long as the soul bound to my existence remained in hell, I was virtually invincible. But, the Order figured it out. They hope to redeem the soul who was damned in my stead. If they do that, I’ll meet the true death for sure.

I have to capture the one damned in my place before the Order manages to liberate him from perdition. If they free him, I will die. I have to go to bloody hell.

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