by Colleen Gleason, author of The Regency Draculia series (Mira Books)
When we think of romances set in the Regency era, we can’t help but think of Almack’s and the balls and fetes that our heroines always dress for… the witticisms tossed back and forth from behind ever-so-polite facades… the Darcy-like brooding earls, tucked in the corner and uninterested in social events…or the yummy rakehell dukes who are forced to marry after years of profligacy….
But from the shadows watches a handsome, mysterious man with glowing eyes…and fangs. He has a need for blood, for pleasure, and the texture of a woman’s body. The very scent of her lifeblood can make him lose control, all sense of himself, no matter how he fights it. And all those bare throats and uncovered shoulders…the smooth expanse of bosom and the nape of the neck bared by high coiffures…all of it is a temptation.
This is the world of the Draculia: vampires who live among the ton, more powerful and wealthy than even Prinny or the Pope…who fight to keep their existence secret at the very same time they mingle among the mortals.
They belong to Lucifer, and long ago, at his invitation, each bartered his soul to become immortal and part of the secret cabal. Each are marked by the Devil’s sign on the back of the shoulder, a writhing, living brand that serves to remind each vampire to whom they belong.
For the price of a soul, they’ve been given immortality, wealth, and power beyond imagination…and one unique weakness that can cause the downfall of even these most powerful of beings. For each of them, the Asthenia, the Achilles’ Heel, is different. For one, it is rubies, for another it’s feathers…to another, the mere presence of a cat might sap his strength…and to another it could be the sight of silver or moss that will bring him to his knees. But these weaknesses are as simple to avoid as a wooden stake…and the Dracule live on.
Their lives are filled with endless days of hedonism and pleasure…of selfishness and passion…of feeding and copulating and all forms of sensuality.
But…are any of them truly happy, in an endless life filled with such superficiality?
In the end, are they really willing to belong to Lucifer for all eternity?
In The Vampire Voss (April), we meet Voss, the Viscount Dewhurst, who is perfectly content with a plethora of bed partners and a variety of pleasures…until he meets the one woman he can’t enthrall. Miss Angelica Woodmore is the most intriguing, beautiful, sweet-scented woman he’s ever met…and for the first time in his immortal life, Voss finds that he can’t charm his way into a woman’s heart or her bed.
After witnessing a terrifying attack by violent, rogue vampires, Angelica is terrified when she realizes that these fanged creatures of legend do exist…and that the Viscount Dewhurst seems to know an awful lot about them. She trusts him…until she learns his terrible secret during an awful betrayal.
In The Vampire Dimitri (May), the Earl of Corvindale is also a Dracule. But he has long regretted his unholy bargain with the devil and for decades has sought a way to break the covenant. Dimitri wants nothing more than to lock himself with his studies, away from life and love and people, until he can find his way free of Lucifer. He has refused to feed on a living creature for over a century, turning himself into a cold, unfeeling man.
He barricades himself in his library for years, managing a vast network of businesses and seeking a way out of his bargain with Luce, until he is unexpectedly saddled with the guardianship of his close friend’s sisters. All at once, his home is invaded by the two Woodmore sisters—one of whom is the one woman who might shake his infamous control.
The only problem is, Miss Maia Woodmore is not only a mortal, but she is also planning her wedding. To another man.
Narcise Moldavi has been the prisoner of her brother Cezar ever since he offered her to Lucifer centuries ago. In The Vampire Narcise (June), at last she escapes from her evil brother and finds herself having to choose between two men: the handsome vampire, Giordan Cale, and the fierce vampire hunter Chas Woodmore.
But Narcise is an immortal, and she doesn’t believe that love can last for all eternity, that Dracule can be selfless…until the one man who can touch her heart makes an unbelievable sacrifice that proves how deep love can be.
Set against the backdrop of London Society and in the wake of the French Revolution, my Regency Draculia series mixes the familiar aspects of one of our favorite historical subgenres with the eroticism and dark love of the immortal vampires.