The Last Vampire: Books 1-6 Bundle (EBOOK)
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There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed.
That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out.
Growing up, my father always told me that I’d come to a bad end, just like my mom did when I was a kid. Hearing that kind of stuff when you’re little eventually gets to a girl, but I can’t say I ever expected my ‘bad end’ to involve an angry vampire with a severe case of iron deficiency and a panty-melting English accent.
Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised. Ever since my mother was assassinated, I’ve felt like there was something vast and frightening hidden beneath the fabric of the world. Something none of us are supposed to know about.
So far, finding out I was right hasn’t been nearly as satisfying as I’d hoped. I guess the trick will be staying alive long enough to shout ‘I told you so’ from the rooftops.
But before I can do that, I really need to figure out if the vampire who just bit me is one of the good guys or not.
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The Last Vampire is an Amazon Top 100 steamy urban fantasy romance series from USA Today Bestseller R. A. Steffan and Jaelynn Woolf, co-authors of the Circle of Blood saga.
Grab the complete series bundle today, and enter a world shared by humans, fae, demons, and one very reluctant vampire. It’s a place where the supernatural threatens the mundane, nothing is as it seems, and love will either be the world’s downfall—or its salvation.
This ebook bundle contains the following books:
The Last Vampire: Book One
The Last Vampire: Book Two
The Last Vampire: Book Three
The Last Vampire: Book Four
The Last Vampire: Book Five
The Last Vampire: Book Six
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ONE
I WAS SIX YEARS OLD when I learned that human beings weren’t supposed to have red, gaping holes through their chests. That’s not the sort of lesson that a person ever wants to repeat—and yet, here I was, staring down at the corpse stuffed into my garden shed like a discarded marionette.
I’d only wanted to mow my freaking lawn. It was supposed to rain later today, and the grass in the back yard already looked ragged and unkempt. So much of my life felt out of control—was it too much to ask for nicely manicured landscaping? Around the edges of my thoughts, I could feel panic swirling, threatening to drag me back to the long-ago autumn day when a little girl lost her innocence and her mother in the space between one heartbeat and the next.
My unease had begun to build the moment I noticed the broken padlock on the shed door. That sinking feeling in the stomach; the realization that someone has been poking around in your stuff and has probably stolen whatever looked most valuable. In this case, that meant my lawnmower. Aside from that and the weed whip, the shed mostly contained a collection of seldom-used gardening tools that had seen better days.
Bracing myself for the loss of a couple hundred dollars’ worth of equipment, I’d opened the door and peered inside. The good news was that the lawnmower was still there. So were the weed whip and the plastic gas can.
The bad news was that my access to them was blocked by the collapsed body of a man with a gaping gunshot wound through his chest. He looked to be in his early thirties, with tousled black hair a bit longer than was fashionable, and a face like something from the artwork of Raphael or Michelangelo. If one of the old masters had sculpted a dark angel, it would have looked like this man—tragic and beautiful and dangerous.
He was wearing black jeans, combat boots, a white tailored shirt with a couple of buttons undone at the neck, and a black leather vest, open at the front. The shirt was ripped and soaked with blood, the stain covering the entire chest area. And the flesh beneath—
I swallowed hard.
I’d like to be able to say that I immediately sprung into action, checking his vital signs and running back to the house to grab my phone and call the police. The truth was that I stood there for a really long time, frozen, my thoughts flying away to PTSD-land like frightened, fluttering sparrows.
There was no one else in sight. Every house in this neighborhood had a privacy fence around the back yard, the blank, six-foot wooden walls giving the illusion of isolation. I could see no sign of how he got here. The gate to the yard was closed and latched. No horrific stains or bloody handprints splattered the wood.
Paralysis finally broken, I crouched down on shaky, creaking knees. I reached a trembling hand out, feeling sick, and pressed it under the dark-stubbled planes of the man’s jaw like I’d seen people do on TV. His skin was cool in the balmy afternoon air. Far cooler than it should have been. I couldn’t detect the telltale throb of a beating pulse, though I made myself feel around the side of his neck thoroughly.
For good measure, I held my hand a hairsbreadth above his nose and mouth for long seconds, checking his breathing. Nothing. The dark angel in my tool shed was long gone, his body cooling to the marble chill of the statue I’d mentally compared him to.
I felt faint. Frightened. Useless. It occurred to me all at once that I might be in danger. Had the killer brought him here to hide the body? Was a madman with a gun even now sneaking around my property, ready to silence any potential witnesses?
My heart, which had been tripping away in a shocked, thready beat, pounded into triple time. I staggered upright, backing away from the shed door, suddenly certain that a murderer was lurking on the far side of the ramshackle structure, just out of my line of sight. I shook my head, trying to clear it, the headache that had been plaguing me all day throbbing in time with my thundering pulse.
I needed to get my shit together. I was losing it, and I had to stop. Whoever had done this was probably long gone. This wasn’t rocket science. When someone dumped a dead guy on your property, you secured the scene as best you could and called the cops. I could do those things. They weren’t difficult.
So… secure the scene.
I closed the door on the grisly tableau inside. The little hinged latch was undamaged. The padlock that was supposed to secure it was broken, but when I threaded the shackle through the latch and twisted it closed, it wasn’t very obvious that it hadn’t locked properly.
I gave a final nervous look around the yard—still empty and quiet. Exercising the better part of valor, I didn’t look behind the shed to see if a murderer was crouched there. Instead, I retreated to the sliding glass patio door and yanked it open, slipping inside before closing and locking it. Why the hell had I never listened to Dad when he’d told me to buy a length of board to jam in the door’s track as an added security measure?
Dragging in deep, steadying breaths, I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed my phone off the counter. Twenty-six years old, and this was the first time I’d ever dialed emergency services, I realized.
“Nine-one-one. What is your emergency?” The voice on the other end of the phone call answered promptly. She sounded bored.
“Hello. There’s… uh… there’s a dead body in my back yard shed. I was going to mow the lawn and—”
“Your name, please?”
“Zorah Bright.” I spelled it out, forestalling the inevitable question about the ‘h.’
The woman rattled off my cell phone number from the caller ID and asked me to confirm that it was correct.
“That’s right,” I said.
“Address?” she asked, still sounding like she wished her shift would hurry up and finish.
“Three-eighteen Evian Street, St. Louis, six-three-one-one-eight.”
“Thank you. Do you need an ambulance?”
I blinked. “Not… really. The guy’s dead.”
“Did you check his vital signs?”
“Yes,” I said. “His skin’s cold. No pulse. No breathing. Big hole through his chest.”
My nausea rose, and grayness threatened the edges of my vision again.
“Police and ambulance services are on their way to your location.”
Still with the ambulance. I wondered if they got a lot of people calling in dead bodies that turned out not to be dead.
“Okay,” I said, and hung up.
I felt shaky, but wired. If I tried to sit down, I knew I’d be crawling out of my skin in five minutes flat, so I paced instead. I wasn’t sure how long I’d have to wait. The idea was that they were supposed to get to you in only a few minutes, but I’d caught an exposé piece on the local news not too long ago about how slow police response in the city could be. Sometimes it took them half an hour or more. The talking heads on television had argued back and forth about how much of the problem was down to poor management, and how much was due to insufficient budgetary allocations.
No matter the cause of the problem, the practical upshot was that it might be a while.
Maybe the wait would give any murderers hiding in my back yard enough time to sneak away, so the ultimate police confrontation could take place somewhere besides my house. Preferably, someplace far, far away from here.
I checked the time on my phone obsessively, still pacing despite my throbbing head and aching body. The seven-minute mark had just passed when I heard pounding noises.
I froze, my feet abruptly glued to the worn hardwood floor. It wasn’t the pounding of police officers at my front door. There’d been no sound of sirens, and the sound was coming from the back of the house, not the front.
Heart in throat, I crept toward the sliding patio door. This hadn’t been the noise of a fist against glass. More like noise from a neighbor working on some kind of construction project. But… it had sounded closer than that. I sidled up to the wall next to the glass door, feeling vaguely ridiculous as I darted a peek into the yard.
Nothing.
The pounding came again, and I chanced a longer look, not so concerned now about trying to stay hidden.
Thump.
My eyes were drawn to the shed.
Thump, thump.
The shed door rattled against its hinges ominously.
Crash!
The latch and one of the hinges tore loose, the door half-falling open.
My jaw went slack. I stared like an idiot at the damaged shed, watching open-mouthed as a figure stepped past the twisted remains of the door. Red stained the front of his torn white shirt, drying to a darker shade of rust around the edges. He staggered a bit, catching himself on the doorframe with one hand as he looked around, clearly disoriented.
Unerringly… inevitably… his gaze settled on the glass door, peering directly at me through a too-long fringe of black hair. Even from this distance, I could see that his eyes were the same color as the ice in the center of a glacier—a blue so cold and brilliant that they seemed to be glowing from within.
I stood unmoving as he approached, those eyes pinning me like a cobra mesmerizing prey.
He’d been dead. I was sure of it. He had a freaking hole in his freaking chest, for Christ’s sake. And why wouldn’t my feet move? He stopped on the other side of the door, and we regarded each other through the flimsy barrier of glass. His eyes still glowed with that unnatural blue light.
“Open the door.”
His voice was muffled, but not so much that I couldn’t make out a panty-melting British accent. My hand crept toward the little lever that controlled the lock without conscious thought. I gasped and yanked it back just in time, appalled at myself. I would have staggered backward a step, but my feet were still rooted beneath me.
His brow furrowed as if I’d surprised him, two tiny lines marring the perfect planes of his face. “Right, then,” he muttered, and lifted a hand to the door handle. A single, sharp jerk and the inadequate lock popped open, the sliding door jumping a bit on its track in the wake of the force he’d applied.
He stepped over the threshold, frowning down at me. His skin looked like alabaster, it was so pale.
Run, I thought furiously. Why are you standing here, you idiot? Run!
“Apologies for this, pet.” His voice was low—maybe even a bit distracted. His hand, when it curled around my nape, was gentle. His skin still held that unnatural coolness. “I don’t normally eat and run.”
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- 5 stars: 12 (57%)
- 4 stars: 7 (33%)
- 3 stars: 2 (10%)
- 2 stars: 0 (0%)
- 1 star: 0 (0%)
Great characters and world setting. Enjoyed the books immensely
I mistakenly read the next set of books before reading this one. You can read them out of order, but it is best to start with this set to put some things in context. The characters are interesting and easy to have strong feelings about, both good and bad. The storyline has a good ending, but also leaves room for more to come.
I really enjoyed this series. It was full of action and romance. A hard book to put down. I would recommend.
Loved it. Couldn't put it down. It had great characters and an outstanding story line. I look forward for further books in the series.
I really enjoyed this series. The characters were engaging and for the most part they were neither perfect heroes nor absolute villains. The two main protagonists emitted chemistry that transcended the pages and the **** was both passionate and believable. The story moved at a breakneck pace that kept me engaged.
With each book you get drawn more and more into the series. There is romance, treachery, intrigue, sorrow, pain, laughter, and so much more to be discovered within this series. I love the main characters Rans and Zorah. It's a must read. I'm not going into details. Read the series, you won't regret it.
*****The Last Vampire Complete Series (Books 1-6) by R. A. Steffan and Jaelynn: This series pulled me in…This is an entertaining storyline, both different and interesting. There’re actions without understanding, so lots of mystery.A small coalition: Fae, demon, vampire, human, hybrid everything. Against another coalition: Fae, demon - with intent for extreme harm. Soul bond, Demon bound, salt, iron, immortality, 3 realms/potential war, hidden agendas, and a plan. The costs are high, and the rewards are life itself. Good! An almost anti-climatic conclusion….Best quote: “…if humanity has proven anything, it’s that propaganda works. With enough time and resources, any group can be convinced to hate any other group.”—PTators
It was a great series, love the hot scenes!!! Story line was good however there was a few drops that bored me. All in all though a wonderful read!
An epic tale of two lonely survivors finding each other. Definitely some twists and turns in their journey. The scenes were pretty hot, especially the tub and cruise ones. Loved these characters, as well Edward and Guthrie. I’m so curious who the heck Neveah is.
If you're looking for a thrilling adventure that has you on the edge of your seat, give this series a try. The world building and characters are amazing, it's packed with action and unexpected twists and turns. The series is way too long to finish in one go, but it did keep me up a couple of nights because I just couldn't put it down. Main characters are humans, vampire, fae and demons. Several other series (Vampire bound and The Forsaken) are set in the same world.
Like some other reviewers, I had some issues with this series. On the one hand it was very imaginative, the characters were likable, and the plot was interesting, but on the other hand, it dragged on and on and became very dull due to lack of plot progression and tedious bedroom scenes that went on way too long.To be clear, I am a huge fan of smutty books, but after 3 books filled with vivid descriptions, even I was skimming through the details of each **** scene. In addition to that, there were parts of each book where EVERYTHING happened, then longer periods where not much did. The pacing was way off and this series could have comfortably wrapped up in 3 books.What I liked most were the characters, all of which amused me and irritated me at different points. I enjoyed Rans, Guthrie, Nigellus, Len, Edward, and so on. Zorah was an everyday gal who fell into some extraordinary circumstances and I think her view on things would be pretty normal for someone in that situation. She does some really stupid stuff, but it makes sense that she would in the context of the story so it worked for me.I thought the plot was unique and interesting and even though things should have moved way faster, I did want to find out what happened next. Without that intrigue, I probably would have DNFd this series due to boredom (and almost did several times).I will not read Guthrie and Vonnie's books because I'm afraid it would take me forever to get through them like this series. I do love Guthrie, but I can't do it, man. I'm glad I finished this series but I would only recommend it with serious reservations. Be prepared for a long reading slog if you do start it.
If you live making fun of sparkly vampires and love a great **** scene, these books are for you. But that's not all! It's a love story in so many ways including parental love, self love, same **** love, frienemy love, and the deep abiding love of near eternal friendship. 5 stars
I absolutely loved these books. The characters were fun and relatable even in their darkest times. It's full of twists and turns. They have to deal with opposition coming from all sides. There are points when you really don't know who to trust and who is on what side, but there are exceptions to every rule. There is no one side that's all, "bad" or all "good". Kept me on the edge of my seat and turning page after page into the wee hours of the morning. Definitely recommended if you're into vampires and fae worlds.
Such a great story line. Even though the title is kind of misleading. Yes, Rans is the last vampire, the story doesn’t focus on him as the main character. Still a great story
I give this just short of 4 stars. I love the story and underlying plot. The writing was deft and entertaining, keeping you interested right through til the end. I remove some of the star rating for 2 reasons; 1) most of the books in the series ended in a cliffhanger, 2) I was not expecting the increasingly explicit **** scenes. That being said, I realize that some of it was to be expected due to the protagonist's lineage and it was handled well. If I had had to wait between books I might not have finished, glad I did though
Never a dull moment in any of the books in this series. Well written story and plots. Thoroughly enjoyed reading every book. Now continuing on with the next series & plots of people mentioned in the first series. So its nice be able to read more of the familiar characters along with new ones.
Sassy and socially awkward waitress meets hot dead guy in a shed... That’s the beginning of a great story as would be expected from two talented writers. Not everything is black and white in this series as all the characters have flaws and redeeming qualities. Full of action and twists and turns that kept me guessing what was going to happen next and glued to it. I literally couldn’t put the books down!
Having recently finished the other vampire themed series by R. A. Steffan, Circle of Blood, I knew I was in for a ride. Fair warning though: this series is very, well, serialised. The first five books end in cliffhangers (although I'd personally put the end of Book 3 in the HFN category), something that tends to get many readers upset. Well, here's my unpopular opinion: there's nothing wrong with cliffhangers, especially when all the books of a series are already available. As far as I'm concerned, cliffhangers in this case only made me want to keep going.The world of The Last Vampire is quite nuanced: throughout the 6 books we are being taken on a rollercoaster ride that involves several trips around the human world, the Fae realm and even ****. We're also being taken on car chases, motorcycle chases, boat chases and several quite explicit battle sequences. Would I, personally, have preferred to spend more time in the two supernatural realms and less in James Bondesque chases across the globe? Potentially yes. But like I said, this is a rollercoaster ride; you need to hang tight and know you'll end up in a good place in the end. You gotta respect a writer who can do thriller/suspense/fight sequences in such a way WHILE ALSO writing the **** out of the many, delicious romance scenes that may be taking place between the same people but are definitely not repetitive at all. Chapeau.Now, for the characters. When I started reading Book 1, I had some misgivings about how fast Zorah, broke waitress with chronic illness and low self-esteem, falls for the "dark angel" Rans. But you know what? In the long term, it works just fine. The character of Zorah deals with real, human issues we don't quite see a lot in books like these, and in the end, all these issues contribute to who she's slowly becoming (no spoilers). And while Rans may originally be suffering from a case of "too perfect/too tortured" male protagonist, these two grow together quite nicely. I was afraid that reading 6 books in Zorah's first person POV would be a bit tiresome, but instead I found her refreshing. Especially when she got over herself a bit and became-hey, no spoilers.Plus: as per usual in R. A. Steffan's work, many of the supporting characters are equally if not more fascinating. I would pay good money for an M/M romance between a certain demon of the first order and his demon-bound human magician servant... Or an enemies-to-lovers story between a certain shibari artist and a stuck-up Fairy... Just saying.P.S. I finished this series too fast and now I can't wait to sink my teeth into Vampire Bound, that's taking place in the same world and features some of the characters we've already met.
That was a great series. I love stories with supernatural beings and this was full of them. I was a little disappointed with how the main characters wound up as well as the ending. Though it was still a relatively happy ending.
What so many use as TV time I use for reading. I've read a lot of books that did not use **** as a mainstay and they were quality reading. I'm sorry to say I didn't finish this series. I think there are other readers that wouldn't feel the story was bogged down by gratuitous ****, but I did. Believe it or not a sexual relationship can be conveyed without a total invasion of a character's private life. Yes, I realize it is just a story and who cares what is revealed, but I like to feel the story has more meaning and depth between characters with their private **** life as an embellishment to their relationship. Could I have found this an intriguing story? Yes, but did I? No.
I enjoyed this series very much. I listened to books 1-5 on audible I couldn’t afford book six but I had the whole series on Kindle unlimited so I read the last book. I love reading about vampires and other creatures. What a great story. I loved the characters that you have created. I reviewed the first five books on Amazon and now I reviewed the sixth book. You are a fantastic writer.