A Taste of Blood Wine

When Karl von Wultendorf, a vampire, enters Charlotte Neville’s world, she doesn’t know what to do. Having grown up a mousy, brainy wallflower, in the shadow of her more boisterous sisters, she’s afraid of nearly everything, content to work in quietly in her father’s laboratory. Karl awakens passion and obsession within her. At the same time, danger and horror is unleashed on London as Karl’s maker, Kristian, searches for him. Karl and Charlotte struggle to stay together as familial forces threaten to drive them apart.

Those who enjoy paranormal novels, especially those involving vampires, will enjoy Freda Warrington’s story. A Taste of Blood Wine was reminiscent of the Twilight saga, only it was much improved and set in 1920s England. Any parallel the book had to Twilight was condensed neatly. The story was written in third person, sparing the reader pages and pages of annoying, obsessive inner monologue. Charlotte and Karl, no doubt, had an unhealthy obsession with one another, but their relationship wasn’t painted as being acceptable. Everyone in Charlotte’s family disapproved, but realized they were powerless in the end. The sequel, A Dance in Blood Velvet, will be released in April, and I look forward to reading it.