Mortal Touch Book

"Mortal Touch" by Inanna Arthen is the first book in the Vampires of New England Series. This is a paranormal fiction novel and mystery that tells the story of Regan Calloway as she is taken out of her plain, structured world as a antique store owners and sometimes psychic into the life of a vampire, Jonathan Vaughn.




Regan Calloway used her psychic abilities to help solve a crime years ago but all the publicity ran her out of the town. Now she is settled in Sheridan working as an antique store manager, in fact, sole employee. Her psychic services are requested after a sting of attacks around the Sheridan area. While her time is consumed by work and helping Dr. Hiram Clauson conduct interviews on victims, she rarely has time for her best friend, Veronica. But Veronica desperately wants Regan to meet her new love interest, Jonathan Vaughn so she can "read" him. Regan doesn't get to do the read on Jonathan until he stops by her store at closing one night. This is when Regan finds out more than she wants to know about Mr. Vaughn. As Veronica is falling apart, more victims are discovered, and Regan is falling for Jonathan, all things start spiraling out of control. You must read this book to see what happens to Regan, Jonathan, Veronica, and even Dr. Hiram Clauson!




Overall, I liked this book a lot. The mystery and story line were really well put together. The romance...well, it was very "boring", it was hard to feel a real passionate connection with Reagan and Jonathan. "Shall we move off the couch? It's comfy, but a little cramped." He swallowed hard, but didn't answer, and she wondered what was behind his ambivalence. (chapter 9) The story was very easy to follow and I couldn't wait to keep reading to see how it was going end! All the characters are strong and bring something to story.



Other than the ending...which I'm not giving away...I loved this section in chapter 16...and it will make more sense when you read the book! Jonathan stood still at the edge of the trees, his face raised to the sky as though he was sniffing the air, as well as listening. Then he sighed unhappily. "I wish there wasn't such a stiff breeze." They hiked up the wooden slope, following the path that joined the network of trails that Sean had used himself when he was watching the house. Sean knew the trails well and had followed them in the dark, but he still stumbled a few times over roots or stones. As they paused at the top of the rise near the house, looking down the slope in the direction of town, Sean looked behind them and suddenly stiffened. "Jonathan," he said, almost not daring to whisper out loud, "Jonathan, look, what's that?"



One of my favorite quotes from the book is, "We don't know what they've been expecting, do we? I have a personal rule never to assume anything."