Jessicas guide to dating on the dark side beth fantaskey
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When Jessica Packwood found out she was a Romanian vampire princess, she had the shock of her teenage life. Now, married to Prince Lucius Vladescu, she has to claim her throne and convince a vampire nation she’s fit to be their queen.
Can she figure out who the real killer is—and whom she can trust—before it's too late? I loved the first book and the second one lives up to it (thankfully! I really enjoyed the first book in the Jessica series, and thought it was a fun, light-hearted vampire romance, and different from the usual vampire book. Beth Fantaskey lives in rural Pennslyvania with her husband and two daughters.
) what I really liked about this one while reading was Jessica’s development as a character grows up. She is the author of Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side and Jekel Loves Hyde.
The name I’d been given at birth, in Eastern Europe, before I’d been adopted and brought to America, rechristened Jessica Packwood.... He was still there, but in the road now, booted feet planted on either side of the double yellow line, arms still crossed, watching the bus drive away. “Antanasia...” Had I really heard him call me by that long- forgotten name?Would you like us to take another look at this review?The highly anticipated sequel to Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side.The tree’s low, gnarled branches twisted down around him, nearly concealing him in limbs and leaves and shadows. And why did my dad have to be so big on mass transit, anyhow?But it was obvious that he was tall and wearing a long, dark coat, almost like a cloak. He must have realized I’d spotted him, because he shifted a little, like he was deciding whether to leave. It had never struck me how vulnerable I’d been all those mornings I’d waited out there alone, but the realization hit me hard then. Why couldn’t I own a car, like practically every other senior?