New author for me and I quite liked the book. The concept (Rhys's 'ailment') is smart and funny. The only - small - quibble I have, is that his brother Sebastian played such a big role in the book, that he almost overshadowed Rhys and I got the feeling I knew him better than Rhys. ( )

Fangs for the Memories was pretty good. It's well written, and I like the way that Love imagines vampires. She gives them incredibly keen senses of smell - so keen that they can recognize individual odors at a distance and scent feelings and thoughts. They can taste them, too - a good person's blood is sweet, an evil person's blood is stale and sour.

Rhys is a pretty appealing character. He's the kind of guy you'd be an idiot not to love - a caretaker personality, serious, responsible, faithful, devoted, good. The hook is that in the two hundred years since he became a vampire, he hasn't gotten over the "Woe is me! I am an evil creature of the night! Woe, woe!" stage of coping. He avoids normal, good people at all costs. Which is why he gets amnesia. Once he forgets he's a vampire, he is free to lay his heart at the feet of lovely Jane.

Jane is fairly delightful - and, as Rhys' brother Sebastian notes several times - perfect for Rhys. Why? Because she, too, is a goody two shoes. She, too, is painfully moral and devoted to her family. She's very young and innocent but has a backbone.

Sebastian, by the way, is almost the best part of the book - lighthearted and funny and perfect comic relief.

There are a number of obstacles to overcome on the road to bliss. The obvious one is that Rhys needs to get over his amnesia, hopefully without deciding that he has to abandon Jane for her own good. Another is that Christian, the third brother, is trying to kill Jane. The third is that Jane is going to figure out eventually that the man she's fallen in love with is a vampire, and that she finds it really erotic when he sucks her blood.

It's a good read, and a nice mid-point between fluffy vampire books where the vampires are just normal people with fangs and an insecurity complex, and broody vampire books where vampires are tormented, soulless, vicious creatures of the night. ( )

Heck of a lot of sex. But what else can you do when the majority of the book takes place in an apartment. I got a bit bored with this one, but stayed with it till the end! ( )

There are Christmas mornings and then there are Christmas mornings like this one: watching my brother, Rhys, swagger through our New York City apartment...smiling. We are talking about Rhys, the detached, surly and annoying; the man who turned brooding into an art form. But he's not brooding now. No, he's practically threatening to pistol whip me for shaking hands with the beautiful, sweet, half-dressed creature named Jane who just tried to sneak out of his bedroom, Weird. And who knew Brother Grim even had a sex drive? But it isn't just the smiling and the sudden libido that has me freaked out. Something terrible happened last night, something that made my brother break his own rule and save the life of a mortal. Whatever it was, now he doesn't remember anything from the past two hundred years. He wants Jane so bad that he's forcing himself to forget he's a vampire, taking himself back to a time before he crossed over and our family was destroyed. He's sauntering around the place like a Regency viscount with an English accent, saying things like "I behaved like a randy, soused caper-wit." Did we ever really talk like that? So, Rhys doesn't know he's a vampire, and neither does Jane. This is what we call a problem. ( )