Sanguinary By Margo Bonds Collins: Virtual Tour & Review

Everyone let's welcome Margo Bond Collins back to the blog. She has honored us with the privilege to review her newest book A Night Shift Novel: Sanguinary to you today. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

 

About the Author:

Margo Bond Collins is the author of urban fantasy, contemporary romance, and paranormal mysteries. She has published a number of novels, including Sanguinary, Taming the Country Star, Legally Undead, Waking Up Dead, and Fairy, Texas. She lives in Texas with her husband, their daughter, and several spoiled pets. Although writing fiction is her first love, she also teaches college-level English courses online. She enjoys reading romance and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, monsters, cowboys, and villains, and the strong women who love them—and sometimes fight them. 

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Title: Sanguinary

Author: Margo Bond Collins

Genre: Paranormal Fantasy

Rating:

Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.

Only fifty years left before vampires rule the world.

When Dallas police detective Cami Davis joined the city's vampire unit, she planned to use the job as a stepping-stone to a better position in the department.

But she didn't know then what she knows now: there's a silent war raging between humans and vampires, and the vampires are winning.

So with the help of a disaffected vampire and an ex-cop addict, Cami is going undercover, determined to solve a series of recent murders, discover a way to overthrow the local Sanguinary government, and, in the process, help win the war for the human race. 

But can she maintain her own humanity in the process? Or will Cami find herself, along with the rest of the world, pulled under a darkness she cannot oppose?

Margo Bonds Collins has another winner winner chicken dinner with Sanguinary! Cami takes this undercover assignment where she has to work along side a vampire. Said vampire is a sexy cowboy name Reese. At first look, Cami has to fight her attraction for Reese because of course he is a vampire. While undercover and with the help of Reese, Cami has to find out who is responsible for some recent vampire attacks and what the Sanguinary has planned.

Cami is unsure of an attraction that she shares with Reese. Reese and Cami are introduced by Cami's vampire addicted partner, Garrett. The plan is to just have a vampire contact to help Cami get into the blood houses. What Garrett did not tell her is that the deal he made was for Cami to be claimed by Reese. The first night Cami and Reese are together Reese has to feed from her to show they are not up to something. Cami's reaction to letting Reese feed from her leaves her confused. She gets great pleasure from the bite and feel conflicted because she was attacked by one in the past. Due to the past attack, Cami is constantly questioning every reaction she has with Reese. Reese knows that Cami is afraid and aroused by him but can't figure out why. Things between these two get really hot and heavy especially in the blood house. Reese and Cami make the cuties couple but Cami has some stuff to work through.

Sanguinary was a great read. Cami and Reese worked well together but I felt so bad for Garrett. The department sent him in to work undercover with the vampires and unfortunately he became addicted. Cami has to fight to save him from himself and keep him from blowing her cover. Things between Reese and Cami were HOT! The moments they had in the blood rooms were awesome. They had such great chemistry. Reese did make me think twice about him through the entire book because some of his actions made me think he was playing both sides. The ending of the book was very unexpected. The last scene left me thinking WTF just happened. Overall, Sanguinary receives 3 scorching keys. 

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Check out this awesome excerpt:

"Hey, Bradley." I beckoned the crime-scene tech, who had finally arrived and was snapping on gloves. "Is that a piece of paper under the vic's head?"

He bent down over my shoulder to get a clearer view from my line of sight. "Looks like it's tangled in her hair," he said. He pulled a pair of long tweezers out of his kit and snagged the sliver. "Yep. Looks like it has a word written on it . . ." We both peered at the brownish, spidery writing.

"Sanguinary," I said. "Is that written in blood?"

"Maybe. I'll get the lab to run a basic analysis on it. If it's blood, we'll be able to let you know pretty quick if it's human and if so, what type. DNA will take longer."

"Sounds good." I stared at the woman a little longer. Her dark hair—almost the same color as mine—spilled out around her, matted with dark, coagulating blood. The two bloody marks on her neck shone like black stars on a white background.

Vampire.

I knew that if I lifted her dress, there would be other puncture wounds all over the body, and strange symbols carved across her skin—pentagrams within circles and other ritualistic signs. Exactly like the others. Ten murders in the four weeks since the beginning of September—all centered in downtown Dallas, and many with affluent victims whose families demanded action.

The department had been in a barely suppressed uproar.

I stood up, my knees popping a little. Five years ago, they wouldn't have done that.

And five years before that? Vampires hadn't existed, except in books and B-movies.

It took time for the world to believe. We hadn't even realized how to fight back when they'd first shown up.

This victim's ragged, bloody fingernails suggested that she had tried to resist, but obviously failed.

The red dress she wore would have originally matched the color of the relatively scant splashes of blood surrounding her, but those stains had dried to a muddy brown, the same color as the writing on the paper caught in her hair.

Her clothing suggested that she'd been at the opera that evening, though the manager, roused from her bed, swore that the building had been cleared and empty when she left.

One black, high-heel shoe lay several feet away, toppled over onto its side, the heel broken, as if she had stumbled out of it when it failed her as she ran from a pursuer.

Sanguinary.

I'd heard the word before from vampires I had taken down—whispered as a threat, shouted as a warning: the Sanguinary is coming, the Sanguinary will kill you all.

The Sanguinary is here.

It was why I was about to go undercover among the vampires.