As if that is not enough for her to deal with, all of the other Vampyres believe she is some kind of Chosen One. It is easier said than done, though, because he believes Astrid is his.

Permanent death is not something that is on her agenda. Her attraction to a very hot rogue Vampyre is not just dangerous, it might just be deadly. To make things worse, her libido has ramped up to Vampyric proportions. The downside is that she is stuck with a Guardian Angel with a foul mouth that looks like Oprah and she has a Fairy Fighting Coach that instructs her to annihilate like a Terminator. Her girls jiggle no more, and her bum is higher now, and she keeps getting the latest Prada into her wardrobe. She has to admit to the fact that the perks are not really that bad. They exist whether they would like to or not. It makes her wonder who she screwed over in another life that her becoming healthy is the same as dead. At least Astrid didn’t believe they did until she attempted to stop smoking and wound up Undead. “Fashionably Dead” is the first novel in the “Hot Damned” series, which was released in the year 2013. The third book focuses on a woman named Dixie. This comes after she tries to quit smoking without putting on any weight after. The series stars a woman named Astrid, who was turned into a vampyre without her permission. The series began publication with “Fashionably Dead” which was released in the year 2013. ***** “Uproariously witty, deliciously provocative, and just plain fun! No one delivers side-splitting humor and mouth-watering sensuality like Robyn Peterman.Author Robyn Peterman writes the “Hot Damned” series of paranormal romance novels. Holy Hell, if I’m in charge of saving an entire race of blood suckers, the Undead are in for one hell of a ride. Like THAT’S not enough to deal with, all the other Vampyres think I’m some sort of Chosen One. Of course, since he thinks I’m his, it’s easier said than done. To complicate matters, my libido has increased to Vampyric proportions and my attraction to a hotter than Satan’s underpants killer rogue Vampyre is not only dangerous. On the downside, I’m stuck with an obscenely profane Guardian Angel who looks like Oprah and a Fairy Fighting Coach who’s teaching me to annihilate like the Terminator. My girls no longer jiggle, my ass is higher than a kite and the latest Prada keeps finding its way to my wardrobe. However, I have to admit, the perks aren’t bad. Who in the hell did I screw over in a former life that my getting healthy equates with dead? Now I’m a Vampyre. At least I didn’t think they did ‘til I tried to quit smoking and ended up Undead.

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