** spoiler alert ** Okay, I freely admit it. I'm attracted to vampires. They're like the perfect metrosexual males (and females, I guess). Which makes less than no sense because they were supposedly created a bajillion years ago when women were nothing but chattel.

How they got to be as open-minded, but as chivalrous and sexy as they are doesn't matter. What matters is that I don't have a vampire boyfriend. Or soulmate, as in the Night World series. Gillian and David were a pretty wishy-washy couple whom I forgot almost instantly. Rashel and Quinn were more interesting, but only because their story was a little more sleazy (and Quinn was hot). Hannah and Theirry had a really memorable story. I remembered it from my first experiences with Smith because it was so romantic, and so... different. If it had been written with an adult audience in mind, I think it would have been a beautiful novel.

I have to say that I loved these books a LOT more when I was about 13; they were the height of naughtiness to me at the time. Now, however, they're kind of lame. I wish I'd left them as fond memories of my youth rather than picking through them to find that, far from being glorious romances, they're actually quite cliched and childish. I would classify this series as very, very young adult because the characters and plot are just horribly undeveloped. They have a lot of potential, but end up being only skin-deep: the main characters have a problem, they fix it and fall in love, the end, all in about 100 pages.

Once again, I've judged YA books for not being quite 'adult' enough. Tsk tsk.