Hoffenstein was forced into a marriage of convenience to a
man who could never love or desire her in any way. Her life
is changed forever by Maximilian Wolffe, a master vampire
created by a brutal sadistic monster devoid of reasoning.
From the moment Max first sees Lena, he is obsessed,
consumed by the urgent need to possess her. When the
darkness of Max’s past catches up to them, he is forced to
make a terrible decision and to embrace an evil existence.
later, Lena desires a companion and lures a handsome doctor,
Erik Rand, to her side, making him her servitor. When Max
returns, he reclaims Lena along with her human charge. He
is her sire and just as she belongs to him, everything she
owns is his as well. Whether she willingly submits or not,
Max will take both her and Erik for his own.
appreciated the fabulous setting, gorgeous costumes and
angst-ridden characters, I will admit that occasionally
Eternity waxed a bit too wordy. That’s saying a
lot for a bibliophile. The writing style is lyrical, lush,
provocatively moving in all its somberness, but there were
times less was needed because it stalled the story. That’s
not to say that this wasn’t a good story. This book
smolders like a poppy scented briquette from Hades.
Darcy Abriel cleaves to old school vampire weaknesses,
debauchery and habits. It works. Max, his blood-brother
Claudio and Lena all fit into a harsh, sanguine world empty
of compassion and remorse. Everything that is lovely and
grotesque about becoming and living as a vampire is painted
as unyielding and sometimes downright nasty. The sex is
without limits, as it should be when immortals are
involved. In some cases, you’d be well advised to have an
iron clad constitution because for those preferring their
vampires softer with all the romantic trappings, look
elsewhere. Anyone who can appreciate the exotic and wicked
feast this author offers, by all means have at it.