Just my blood type

Just My Blood Type by Katherine Dyson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book can definitely be read as a standalone, because I honestly forgot this was part of a series until part-way through.

Florence is a vampire who works at a lab facility drawing human blood. Clique? Maybe, but it obviously works and is a great source of discard blood to consume. Her immortality has been difficult and she’s still not over her long lost love. Quinn is impulsive and has just gotten out of a marriage that was probably not the right idea for him. He has been spending a majority of his life diving into things with his whole self, but now he’s determined to take a step back and think. That lasts about two minutes before he meets Florence.

For Florence, seeing Quinn is like seeing a ghost of her long lost love. They are related, which is weird, but give it a. Chance. These two begin their friendship determined not to take it anywhere else, but some startling vampire-adjacent news ups the timeline for them taking chances on love again. This book was sweet, sad, sexy, and fun. It didn’t take itself too seriously, and I love that for a good paranormal romance.

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