If it was still beating. Angus MacKay has been undead for almost five hundred years and it’s not often something, or someone, surprises him. Until Emma Wallace. The sight of this luscious agent from the CIA’s elite Stake-Out team was enough to stop Angus in his tracks. But then he discovers that she’s a vampire slayer, intent on killing the “monsters” who killed her parents. And it’s Angus’s job to stop her.
The only good vampire is a dead vampire. It’s been Emma’s motto since she committed her life to the destruction of these things. Now Angus MacKay wants to convince her differently.
Sure, he’s a sexy Highland warrior who seems to have stepped off the cover of a romance novel, complete with brogue, kilt, and sword, but he’s also one of them. And it’s her job to kill him.
The war is on, but will it end in the destruction of one or both of them . . . or in total surrender to a passion for the ages? (from Goodreads)
I am not sure which is less believable . . . women who have no idea that vampires are real and then promptly fall in love with one or those who are vampire slayers who “promptly fall in love with one.” It’s a good thing these books are so much fun because they certainly ask for a suspension of disbelief. Now what does it say about me that I am bothered more about the relationship development than the existence of vampires?