The tension between the Aeternus, an ancient vampiric people, and humanity has been mounting for over a century. But when rogue vampires begin to drain humans in order to achieve an illegal blood-high, all bets are off.Backstory time! I originally picked up the sequel to this novel, Death’s Sweet Embrace, from NetGalley, thinking “What the Hell, I bet it’s only tangentially related, I’ll bluff my way through,” only to find myself 50 pages in and very intrigued, but utterly lost at the slang and “official” terms I didn’t understand, and references to events and characters that may or may not have been important in the previous installment. So I sucked it up and bought Night’s Cold Kiss, my first purchased e-book, to get a clear introduction into the world of Dark Brethren.
After the death of her parents, Antoinette Petrescu devoted her life to becoming one of the top Venators, the elite hunters who destroy the rogue Necrodreniacs. Her kill count is legendary and her skills superb.
But now the serial killer who killed her parents has returned. And to stop him Antoinette must join forces not only with the Aeternus, but also their most legendary killer. One that is both dangerously attractive, and involved in buried secrets of her past. More dangerous still, a dark attraction grows between them – one that could doom both races.
About 50 pages into this one, I realized that there had been some ridiculously amazing leap in quality between the first and second entries into this series, because this wasn’t the same interesting, crime-drama-type story I’d been drawn into in Death’s Sweet Embrace. This was Cliched Fantasy Kitchen Sink World B, with Cliched Vampire Hunter Love Story A, filled with stock characters and strung together with a plot whose primary agenda seemed to be furthering the leads’ love-to-hate-you romance.
Like the summary says, Night’s Cold Kiss is about Antoinette Petrescu, an elite
Anyway, let’s go down the line, shall we? Antoinette:
- graduated vampire hunter university at 16 to become the youngest licensed Venator ever
- holds every record (no lie) at said college, including the best time for completing the notoriously difficult final exam
- finished up her vampire hunter internship in less than half the time it takes those shitty normal people
- uses a katana in her one and only action scene to dispatch a vampire, even though guns do it better
- is a hothead and prone to fights and emotionless one-night stands because that’s how badass women roll
- is also friendless because her aloof awesomeness has turned people off to her all her life and finally:
- is the hottest thing to ever walk the face of the earth
I don’t think I’m exaggerating the canon opinion much here, because honest to God, the author goes on and on about Antoinette’s astounding beauty, even more than she does about the vampire love interest, and hello that’s who we women are supposed to be fapping over. We’re quite frequently warped into our hero, Christian’s, brain at key moments (during sex, at a party) just so we can admire Antoinette being a sexy beast. Though he cops to having seen thousands of women naked, she tops them all, as she is “honed to physical perfection by hours of training”. Also she has nice tits. Antoinette, of course, doesn’t think she’s all that, and feels awkward when the author gussies her up for different outings.
If her resume didn’t make it clear, the constant fawning over her looks should – Antoinette is pure wish-fulfillment, captivating the boys and charming everyone with her oh-so-cool fuck-you attitude. Even our lead’s skeptical mother is eventually won over by her sincerity/badassery combo.
To make it worse, she is one of those kinds of badass heroines, you know, the ones who get a pretty bitchin’ fight scene in the beginning to establish their capacity to take care of themselves, and then promptly lose that capacity whenever the hero is around. Even though Antoinette has supposedly executed hundreds of
Anyway, as I was saying, Night’s Cold Kiss takes place in a world where vampires and
It’s all rather confusing, and though I understand the overall progression, I’m still a bit foggy on the details. What was clear was that Antoinette’s initial involvement was rather obviously shoehorned – they just needed a “reasonable” excuse for her to be around in the first place, and her father provided that. The serial-killer plot – I hesitate to say “subplot”, because it was more like a link in the chain of events that lead them to the final battle – is more well-thought out and effective, as it deals with Antoinette having to face her childhood nightmares, going after the man who killed her mother in front of her.
But plots and subplots aside, the real star of the show here was Antoinette and Christian’s relationship. Really the plot is just an excuse to get them together, and it takes every possible opportunity to couple them – parties that just must be attended, recon assignments that require they pose as a couple and go to a club, near-death experiences that leave one or both of them in need of the others blood to heal, and, my personal favorite, an old injury that suddenly flares, leaving Christian no other option than to treat it with his blood, which makes Antoinette irresistibly horny for him. They proceed to get it on in his private jet while her old uncle and Christian’s bff hang outside waiting for them. This all takes place like five minutes after they meet, FYI.
Christian is generally kind of lackluster as far as heroes go. He’s hot. That’s kinda it. The vast majority of his and Antoinette’s relationship development involves them resisting the urge to fuck, but being so tempted! I love how Antoinette keeps “accidentally” (but not really) seducing Christian. With fruit. Then they start fucking, but insist it doesn’t mean anything, going on and on like so:
while various cast members insist otherwise.
A lot of the romance feels like padding, and the plot itself, while passable, is terribly predictable. We get two different genre’s staples here – the International Conspiracy and the Serial Killer, and neither vary greatly from what you’d expect in the corresponding action thriller. Unfortunately this means you can pretty much figure out every twist before it occurs, the two major ones being the most obvious of all thanks to some heavy telegraphing and two general laws of action fiction:
1) if a character looks back at another character at the close of a scene for absolutely no reason, and that character doesn’t do anything significant during this time, it’s a “last look”. That guy’s doomed.
2) if it’s a big, complicated conspiracy, there’s always a mole; if there’s a mole, it’s always the nice one
Also, it’s cliche. Did I mention that? It even borrows from other genre’s cliches. The climax involves a – SPOILERS~ SKIP IF YOU WANT TO ACCURATELY PREDICT IT YOURSELF – newly-turned Antoinette and Christian running to escape from a Self-Destruct Sequence, which requires them to just barely avoid Fire in the Elevator Shaft. This all comes about with the help of a
Here’s the thing about Night’s Cold Kiss – it’s not bad, per se. It’s a notch above the Carina Press/Harlequin vampire drivel I’ve been reading lately, and though there are elements of the plot that only existed to force intimacy and relationship development on the hero and heroine, at the end of the day there was also a legitimate mystery to be solved – several, actually. There were characters who, while not overly developed, were still entertaining. The sex scenes are pretty darn good, especially for a book that’s more urban fantasy than paranormal/hardcore romance. And while prone to explaining character’s feelings and motivations rather than showing them, and reusing a lot of the same phrasing, it was pretty decently written.
No, Night’s Cold Kiss‘s real crime is in its utter and total lack of originality. Every character, world element, and scene felt like it had been borrowed from another book, thrown in a big pot, and then melted down to form this utterly predictable, bizarrely familiar vampire/vampire hunter romance story/action movie. I’ve talked about cliches in books before, but this book IS one giant cliche. It’s a cliche personified – literature-ified? You get the idea. And though I feel weird saying it considering I’m eagerly moving on to the sequel, on its own, I can’t recommend this one. We’ve seen it before, and we’ve definitely seen it better.
Fingers crossed the sequel continues to be better.
EDIT: I forgot to mention – wow was the torture sequence creepy. No really, it was really sexual, and even though Antoinette said she wasn’t turned on, it read like something erotic. YUCK.