Lynda Hilburn: The Vampire Shrink

Kismet Knight is a psychologist in Denver. Shortly after a session with a young patient who claims to know some vampires, she meets the vampire leader as well as an FBI-agent who claims to investigate murders committed by vampires. Not much later, a fight of the bad vampires against the good vampires ensues, and Kismet gets entangled in it...

There really isn't much good to say about this book or its protagonists. Nothing too inventive happens, nothing that I haven't somewhere else, but better. Kismet's character has too many unlikely contradictions: in one scene, she imagines writing a book (on people thinking they're vampires), and getting rich and famous with it, finally appearing on "Oprah" or some such tv show. A few pages later, she despises her ex-boyfriend for being shallow and egocentric, because he's a famous psychologist who got rich and famous with a book, and now is set to appear on tv. Also, she keeps going on how pretty and smart she is, but at the same time seems to be a bit insecure around men - whenever she isn't jumping their bones, that is. Devereux, her so-called super hot vampire lover, is just ridiculous. Can some author please write a vampire hero wearing jeans and cotton shirts rather than skintight leather pants and unbuttoned silk shirts? Nearly all of the action in this book takes place off-stage, so there's more telling than showing. There's also a very icky scene, involving Devereux doing a sexy dance and Kismet getting all aroused - in front of his mother! Yuck. The only good thing I can say is that I wasn't too bored, so this is a "barely satisfactory" book (Grade D).