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Review

Callie and Lucas are back again and their love is hotter than ever! The constant question that has been burning in my mind for the entirety of this series was what is Callie? We’ve known for a while that she’s not just a witch. There have been hints dropped here and there and I was elated to finally know the answer. And you are all in for a treat.

I will say this book didn’t quite pack a punch like the first book, but I was happy to be along for the crazy ride that is Callie’s life. Between the coven, demon hunters and well trying to have a love story that not quite everyone is on-board for. It’s a bit of a roller coaster to say the least.

But my absolute favorite moments are the ones she shares with Lucas. They’re tender and sweet, but he’s soooo very protective of her. However, I love his immense support and how he’s constantly standing at her side. He knows that she’s more than capable of handling herself in any situation, but he will always lay down the rest of his existence for her.

We get some crazy information towards the end of the book and it’ll just bring more drama to Callie’s life. But I’m here for all of it and to see what the end game is. I can’t wait for book 4, Still of Night.

major thank you to social butterfly pr for the complimentary copy in consideration for a review. this does not affect my opinion of the book or review.

[rating stars=”four-stars”]

Call of Night by Emily Goodwin

Release Date: July 22, 2019

I’m on my second glass of wine when Lucas pulls into the driveway. He parks his black Mercedes in the driveway and gets out, moving with vampire speed up to the front porch.

“What’s that smell?” he asks, making a face.

“Lavender, lemon, and eucalyptus oil.” I motion to the diffuser I have on the porch next to me. “It keeps mosquitoes away. You don’t like it?”

“It’s very strong.”

I look into my wine glass for bugs. I don’t see any, and I’m getting tipsy enough not to care as long as I drink them down fast enough. Finishing the last bit of wine, I set my glass down and get up. “Who has a stronger sense of smell: a vampire or a German Shepherd.”

“The dog, thankfully.”

“Really?”

“Yes, though really, I’m glad. The world smells enough as it is.”

“True, and I’m glad too because I do human things in the bathroom occasionally.”

Lucas laughs. “I know you’re alive, my love.” He picks me up and kisses me, pressing my back against the front door. I called him when the trial was over, letting him know to come over and not to worry about finding BBQ Callie in the yard. Then I hung up and started drinking away my problems.

It’s a terrible coping mechanism, and one that I started way too young. We all have our vices, and I know this will catch up to me sooner or later.

“How drunk do I have to be for you to get drunk too?” I ask between kisses.

“It depends.” Lucas draws his fangs and grazes them over my flesh.

“On what?”

“On how much I take from you.” He stops kissing me and looks in my eyes. “I won’t take too much. I love you, Callie Martin, and I will never hurt you.”

“Anne.”

“Anne?”

“It’s my middle name. Callista Anne Martin.”

“Martin is your father’s last name.”

“I know.” I feel like I weigh nothing at all as Lucas easily holds me up. “But it’s mine too.”

“For now.” Lucas doesn’t give me a second to think. He kisses me hard again, tongue entering my mouth. Heat rushes through me and I don’t have time to process what he just said.

“Let’s go inside.” I grab the hem of his shirt and inch it up. No one from the coven has reason to go by my house tonight, and it’s far enough away from the road it would be impossible to sense that Lucas was a vampire even if someone did drive by. Still…fuck. I hate this.

Moving with vampire speed, Lucas carries me in and lays me down on the couch. I curl my legs up around him and we go right back to where we left off.

“I should…” I start, trailing off as Lucas bunches up my dress. “Put an extra—ohhh.” He slides his hand up my thigh and sweeps his fingers over my clit. “Wa..warding on…on…the house.”

“Are you expecting more demons?” His fingers slip under my panties. “I’ll kill them just for interrupting us.”

“Not demons, but witches.”

Lucas stops stroking me. “Why are you warding against witches?”

My eyes fall shut and suddenly I can’t breathe. Lucas moves off of me and I get up, going into the kitchen for more wine.

“I thought the trial went well.” Lucas watches me forgo a wine glass and put the bottle to my lips. “Yet you’re drinking like you want to forget something.”