Bronze Medal winner for romance of the Independent Publishers Book Award (IPPY)
Book One in The Community Series:
Vârcolac warriors kidnap a woman with a unique bloodline for their town’s repopulation program, but the willful doctor incites a mutiny, and the leader of the Warrior Class has his hands full containing the revolt…and his burning attraction for the exasperating woman.
Dr. Toni Parthen never knew she carried a unique, supernatural gene until the night she was kidnapped for it. Imprisoned in a secret underground community, she is asked to do the unthinkable: procreate with a vampire male in order to save their dying race. Headstrong and independent, Toni doesn’t cower in the face of her new, sinister reality. Instead she incites the other captured women to mutiny. But danger lurks around another corner. A ruthless demon faction is also after her powerful DNA, and she is suddenly thrust into the middle of a bloodline war. As her world explodes into violence, her only hope of survival lies with the dark, formidable vampire who wants nothing to do with her.
A rare half-vampire, half-demon, the leader of the Warrior Class, Jacken Brun, has vowed never to allow his tainted bloodlines into the community. Already a heavy burden, this oath becomes nearly impossible to bear when Toni’s special scent and infuriating troublemaking ignite a voracious hunger in him. Avoidance is key. But when war wages around Toni, led by the man who devastated her years ago, Jacken must choose between honoring his pledge or claiming a forbidden love.
A unique, vibrant debut in dark paranormal romance, Tracy Tappan's The Bloodline War is sure to take readers hostage and turn them into fans!
Trish McCallan, RITA finalist author of the Red-Hot SEAL series.
“I can say with no hesitation and no qualms whatsoever that The Bloodline War is the BEST book I have read this year to date….I couldn't give this book a simple rating. I had to give it infinite gold stars. It was just that wonderful.”
5-star review from Rage, Sex, and Teddy Bears. Click here to see full review.
“The book starts out strong and just keeps going with the action and suspense! Throw in the need to fan yourself from the smexy scenes, the need to keep it down when you have to laugh out loud and the “awwwww” factor of the sweet & lovey scenes… and this will move quickly to the top of your Favorites list!”
5-star review from Snarky Moms. Click here to see full review
“Tracy Tappan has a hit series on her hands that is full of action, great characters, snark and attitude while her crisp writing style has built an underground world that almost breathes, it feel so real! Her ability to dole out nuggets of information is brilliantly paced. I’m on board for more in this series after such a fabulously fresh foundation.”
5-star review from Tome Tender, click here to see full review.
“Jacken is one of my all-time favorite heroes. He is so dark and tortured, and yet it's clear that he has so much good in him that just needs a way to come to the surface. I would absolutely keep reading this series. Tracy is a very talented writer; not only is the book well-written in a technical sense, but she had me almost chomping at the bit to see what happened next!”
5-star review from Romance Novel Giveaways, click here to see full review
“There is some delicious, and steamy, romance in this book, but what I loved was that it was much more than traditional "boy meets girl, boy gets girl, the story is over" formula. The story keeps going, so much more than simple romantic fiction.”
5-star review from The Caffeinated Diva, click here to see full review.
“Not only are they interesting and exciting, many of the characters are funny – and not in a bad way whatsoever! (I never thought Jaċken would be funny and I love that he was!) I didn’t go into the book expecting humor but I found myself laughing as often as I was cursing out the bad guys.”
5-star review from Maude Kip, click here to see full review.
Big, Dark and Murderous was standing over by a black entertainment center, his hands planted on his hips and a scowl knitting his eyebrows into a fierce vee. The proverbial tower of manhood and menace. He was dressed in that super sexy all-black workout gear the warriors wore for training, and although he was still his usual scary self, he also looked surprisingly…well…super sexy.
Toni’s stomach gave a start and then a funny flutter at the sight of him. Powerful muscles stood out in rigid relief against the tight fabric of his gear, his body so clearly articulated with grooves and crevices he could’ve been held up in anatomy class as an example of the perfect male specimen. These are the quadriceps, class, this, the tibialis anterior, and this part right here between his legs is the…oh, my. Let’s just all make a ‘yum’ noise, shall we.
Toni briefly closed her eyes. She really needed to get some help.
“Well?” he pressed in a peeved tone. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes, I’m…uh…” I’m here to steal a key card so that I can instigate an escape plan. She covertly scanned the room for inspiration on another excuse, figuring the truth wouldn’t go over well with a man of Jaċken’s temperament. It was then she noticed just how black his bedroom was: black wooden dresser and entertainment center, sleek black lacquered wet bar, black bedspread with a dark gray geometric design on it. Sheesh. If her bedroom was Louis XVI, Dev’s like a cozy room out of a château, then this bedroom—in keeping with the whole French theme—was Marquis de Sade all the way. Well, at least the bedroom fit the man this time.
“I just came to see if, um…” Her gaze zeroed in on a stack of DVD’s in his entertainment center. “If you wouldn’t mind if I borrowed a movie.”
“You ever hear of knocking first? I was about to get into the shower. I could’ve been standing here naked, lady.”
That gave her pause. Despite all logic, the thought of Jaċken naked wasn’t a wholly unpleasant prospect. Not at all, in fact. Clearing her throat, she started forward. “I’m a doctor, Mr. Brun,” she said in the kind of overly patient tone she knew would annoy him. “You surely don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” Mmm, that was about as big a joke as it had been with Dev.
She drew up right in front of him, and startled as a tingle of sensual awareness lit off a short burst of heat in her belly. She was close enough to smell him now, clean male sweat and a hint of Old Spice deodorant and Irish Springs soap; everything that was completely masculine and just about curled all the fine hairs on her body. An immense power radiated off of him, like the force of a tornado barely held in check, along with determination and confidence and ruthless intelligence, and something…strangely raw.
Her lips parted on a small breath, all that was feminine in her helplessly reacting to him. What was it about this man? How was it that she was even more aware of all the glorious differences between men and women while standing here with Jaċken than she had been with Dev, when he’d been naked as a jaybird?
“Would you mind backing the fuck up?” Jaċken ground out, his nostrils flaring white at the rims. “Being this close to your smell is about as much fun as a fork in the eye.”
Cured, instantly, of all wayward thoughts. Bristling, she plunked her hands on her hips. “Up yours, Jaċken. You’re such a misogynist, I swear to God.”