♥~~Review~~♥ THE NIGHTLIFE SERIES by Travis Luedke

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Title: The Nightlife Series Omnibus (1~4)

Author: Travis Luedke

Series: The Nightlife Series

Genre: Paranormal/Erotic/Vampires

Publisher: Self Published

Release Date: July 2 2013

Edition: eBook with Print Coming Soon

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The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.
Vampires, strippers, escorts, night clubs, pimps & dirty cops – the Nightlife Series is never boring.
Can decadence, corruption and prostitution go hand in hand with self-control? Over-indulgence, illegal activity and vampires lurk in darkness when night falls on the city.
The Nightlife Series explores the sexy, dangerous misadventures of vampires and an interesting assortment of wickedly corrupt men and women of the night. Gangs, pimps, prostitutes, cartel, mafia, drug dealers, addicts, alcoholics, and all those wonderfully colorful people you find rubbing elbows in the back alleys, night clubs, and strip joints.
These creatures inhabit a world of constant blood, sex, and arousal. The act of feeding is highly erotic, victims often experience multiple orgasms. A vampire’s bite is the most powerful drug imaginable, ecstasy, euphoria, and an ever-present potential for nightlife quietly, unobtrusively, until cornered. Then it gets ugly, people die. addiction. Lethally violent predators, they can cut through flesh like a hot knife through butter.

The Nightlife Series Includes:

THE NIGHTLIFE NEW YORK

THE NIGHTLIFE LAS VEGAS

THE NIGHTLIFE PARIS

BLOOD SLAVE

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Book #1

Release Date: Aug 18 2012

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Aaron Pilan’s life is forever changed when he’s shot trying to rescue a drop-dead gorgeous woman on the streets of New York. Aaron is thrust into the shocking world of vampiric slavery when Michelle shares her blood to save his life.
Michelle’s existence as a solitary vampire is also altered when she accepts this naive young man into her life. Bound by her blood, Aaron is subject to her authority. He walks a tightrope of strictly controlled feeding regiments and intense sexual adventures while catering to the neurotic control-freak tendencies of his new master. She vows to eliminate him if he proves too difficult to control.
This story is bold and evocative, infusing blood, sex, love and turmoil in an urban drama about two vampires battling evil outside and within themselves.

Book #2

Release Date: Nov 17 2012

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Vampires, Aaron Pilan and his master Michelle, live by one rule – no bloodslaves. EVER. Aaron breaks that rule when he meets Anastasia. All Anastasia wants is to be loved and cherished, but the predatory men she’s attracted to bring her only pain and abuse. Escaping one train-wreck relationship for another, she finds happiness with Aaron and Michelle as a bloodslave, a ‘pet’.
When Aaron uses his telepathy to win thousands at the gambling tables, he attracts the deadly attention of the Colombian Cartel and Aaron and Michelle are ‘disappeared’. Addicted to the bite of her vampire lovers, Ana is desperate to find them. But, Las Vegas isn’t ready for vampires mixing heroin, sex and vengeance. Ana is trapped in the spiraling chaos.

Book #3

Release Date: April 30 2013

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Vampire master Michelle, and her slave, Aaron Pilan, flee to Paris, leaving behind the slaughter in Las Vegas. Aaron made the costly mistake of taking a bloodslave, and then married her. The tragedy of his wife’s death has driven a rift between them and Michelle is desperate to heal the breach.
Struggling with his predatory alter ego, Aaron is fractious, rebelling against his master. He desires another bloodslave, and that Michelle cannot allow. She opens her heart and soul to Aaron and he relives, through her memories, her dark, gritty tale of survival in the savagery of WWII Paris under the German occupation. Michelle’s staggering revelations are deeply disturbing. The confrontation of master versus slave comes full circle as the couple faces death and separation.
And they are not alone in Paris. An investigator has followed them from Vegas seeking the unique gifts of Michelle’s blood. He’s watching and waiting for the opportunity to make his move against them.

Stand Alone With Similarity to the Nightlife Series

Release Date: Dec 23 2012

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Her mother named her Esperanza Salvación – Hope for Salvation. But when a girl works as an escort for Colombian cartel in the ghettos of Spanish Harlem, there wasn’t much hope, or salvation.
Hope’s telepathic ability keeps her a step ahead of ruin, but her unusual gift attracts the attention of a psychotic vampire bitch. Trapped in a Manhattan penthouse with the psycho, she thought she was dead meat.
Her survival lies in the hands of Vampire Master Enrique. He seems to respect her, perhaps even care. As a measure of protection, he makes her his personal Bloodslave. Helplessly addicted to his bite, Enrique rules her every moment. As always, Hope must adapt to survive.
Swept into the decadent nightlife of Manhattan’s elite, she falls in love with Enrique and prays someday he may grow to love her, too. But is it simply a relationship of convenience? Is she nothing more than a concubine desperate to satisfy his nightly demands for blood and sex?
And forever in the background is the fear that one day the cartel boss she abandoned will hunt her down to collect on old debts.

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Travis Luedke is a husband, father, and author of Urban Fantasy Thriller, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, and Sci-fi. He is currently catching a 3rd degree sunburn in San Antonio, Texas, and loving every minute of it.

As the author of the Nightlife Series novels, Travis lives very vicariously through his writings. He invites you to enjoy his macabre flights of fancy, but be warned: The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

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A scene from Blood Slave. A Stand Alone Set in The Nightlife World

Hope, a telepath, is a Colombian escort, living in the ghettos of Spanish Harlem.  She just finished having sex with her client, an Asian woman named Lia.

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I pulled my hand out with a wet “plop” sound and a grunt from Lia.  She had wet my whole forearm.  She’s one of those women who squirt, like the ones in porn films.  The smell of our sex permeated the room.  As I walked to the bathroom to wash up, I passed by the mirror and stopped in shock.  A thin line of blood ran down my neck.

“You bit me!  Look at that!”  I pointed at myself in the mirror.  “That is so gross!”

I freaked and ran to the bathroom.  I could feel the warm blood running down my shoulder onto my breast.  “Shit!”  I rummaged through the medicine cabinet for the hydrogen peroxide.

I found it and the triple antibiotic with shaking hands.  Who knows where her mouth had been today, she was eating me out a few minutes ago.

Before I could begin to wipe up the blood she was on me.  “Wait.  Let me take care of it.  It’s my mess, I’ll clean it up.”

Then her slimy wet eel tongue snaked out and licked from my breast all the way up to my neck.  The girl had skills with that tongue.  She could take that tongue on the road and make some serious money in a carnival freak show.

Then it hit me and turned my stomach over in flip flops.  She actually licked up my blood.  And I read it there in her mind plain as can be.  She loved it.  I tasted like a syrup-covered ice cream cone to her.  She’d happily lick me all night long if I let her, as long as I kept on bleeding.

“Eww!  Gross!  Oh god, that’s so nasty!”

I almost lost it right there.  I actually gagged for a second, barely swallowed it down.  I kinda have this obsessive-compulsive thing about cleanliness, and blood is definitely unclean in my book.  Blood borne pathogens.  Diseases of the blood.  Hospitals treat it like a damn biohazard.

Lia snickered at my gross-out reaction, like it was all some joke.  But she couldn’t hide the fact she wanted more.  The freak actually thought she was a vampire.

Then she got really weird.  She stared intensely without blinking.  I sensed her trying to somehow take control of me with her creepy stare.  The chick was really weird, a little too weird for my tastes.  The sex was fabulous, but I couldn’t deal with the blood thing.  Just straight up sick.  I may be an escort from a third world country, but I do have standards.

She kept staring at me, had been staring at me for some time.  Then she spoke in a weird commanding monotone, “Tell me your name.”

The sad truth is I didn’t really want her to be a stranger.  As odd as it sounds, I wanted her to come back, and not for the generous tip.  I wanted more of those screaming orgasms.  I’m not normally a screamer, but she had a way of bringing it out of me.

So, against my better judgment, ignoring the creepy aspects of everything that had gone down so far, I gave her what she wanted.  “My name is Hope.”

I have never told anyone in America my real name.  Esperanza Salvación just sounds so south-of-the-border.  ‘Hope’ has a nice ring to it, one syllable.  I delude myself into believing that if I can drop my Colombian accent, employ flawless English and use the name Hope, I can somehow rise above my humble beginnings.

Lia started in on me with that eerie command voice.  “Hope, you will not remember our meeting or this conversation.  You’re feeling tired.  You feel like sleeping.  You need to rest.”

This shit was getting old fast.  “I get it.  You don’t need to repeat yourself.  I’m not stupid.  I’ve been doing this a long time.  I know the score.  I’ll never tell anyone you were here.  We’ve never met before, yada, yada, yada.  I know the routine.”

Lia didn’t care for my attitude.  She came at me again with that same monotone crap.  “You will not remember our meeting.  We have never met before.  You will not remember that I bit you and tasted your blood.”

“Whatever.  It was gross.  But don’t worry about it.  I’m not gonna say anything to anybody.  It didn’t happen.  This is our little secret.  I respect your privacy.  Actually … I was hoping you might want to see me again …”

I’d given this speech to dozens of cops, business men, politicians, even a priest.  Everyone who’s someone of importance out in the community needs reassurance their freaky romp with an escort will remain confidential.  I’m not into blackmail or extortion or anything stupid like that.  It’s nasty business that never ends well.  I have seen it done by the cartel to others less fortunate.  Plus, being illegal, it wouldn’t be hard to get me deported.

She did not look pleased.  I tried to put her at ease.  “You already gave me a two hundred dollar tip, so I’m cool.  And I really would like to see you again …”

She started looking at me funny, her head turned sideways, like I was the freak.  I dug into her mind to see what the hell.  She’d become extremely irritated over something.

“You’re a special kind of girl, aren’t you?”

She was trying to defocus her vision to see something else, off to the side of my head.  Some kind of hazy color spectrum.

“Yes you are …”  Her voice trailed off.  She flipped like that into a raging-bull hatred.  She pegged me with this totally wicked I-want-to kill-you-and-dance-on-your-corpse look.  “You Bitch!  You’re digging around in my head, you bitch!”

I caught it a split second before she hit me, and I reacted.  I flinched away, stepped back out of her reach, except she hadn’t moved.

“Gotcha, didn’t I?  I knew it.”  Her lip curled into a snarl.

“What?  What’s your problem?”

Then I finally understood.  She had been trying to hypnotize me into ignorance.  When she realized it wasn’t working, she began to suspect I had some kind of psychic sensitivity, a telepath, or clairvoyant.  I had just proven her right by reacting to her thoughts rather than her actions.

Staring at me with her head cocked sideways, she recognized something about this weird color she thought she could see, something yellow-gold in my aura.  That decided it for her.

“You already know way too much about me don’t you.”  She had this half-smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.  But I think it’s time you should go.”

I presented a dilemma.  If I couldn’t be hypnotized into forgetting, and I had read her mind, what to do with me?  The thought came to her instantly.  A toothy grin slid across her face.  She would probably have to kill me to contain the situation.

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Oh Travis…what have you done? I know what you did…you wrote a fantastic series of books about vampires, sex, drugs, and the like. Who doesn’t want sex, drugs, prostitutes, dirty cops, and oh yes, sexy vampires in their books? You are NUTS if you answered NO to that question!! It wasn’t rhetorical!!

I am writing this review on the series as a whole vs book by book. 

This series is about, yes, everything I mentioned above but so much more. These books were seriously written as if written by a woman! And I really do mean that nicely..did you have a woman sitting next to you when you were writing Travis? LOL

The characters that Travis created for this series are historical! There is so much going on all the time! He is not lying when he says it’s never boring! Between the corrupt cops and the prostitution and the start of the life for Michelle and Aaron in the beginning of the series, there is never a dull moment. There is something very unique about the way Travis ties everything together without there being SO much going on that you lose what is happening.

As the story continues on to Las Vegas, you begin to see more about the characters. Travis uses the next book for character development; not only how they relate to each other but how they relate to the people around them. Travis adds in some very interesting differences between what we consider “normal undead” vampires and his “living” vampires. I didn’t want to put it down and couldn’t wait for the next one.

As we move to book 3, we learn more about Michelle and what her back story is. And let me tell you, grab a tissue. Let me warn you, this book is very dark. So not only does it show that Travis has done a phenomenal job of writing Adult Urban Fantasy up to this point, but he almost if not just a wee bit, steps into Horror and I LOVED it!!!

The last book is more of a stand alone book and even though it was written very well and had a very gripping story, I kind of was lost in it as I had already fallen in love with the characters up to this point and this was something totally different. It is very fast-paced and keeps you interested.

All in all, Travis, your books are exceptional. You haven’t read Adult Urban Fantasy if you haven’t read these books. They are gripping, emotional, steamy, adventurous and fast-paced. They will keep you on the edge of your seat.

5 out of 5 stars!!!

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~ by buriedunderbooks1 on December 4, 2013.

One Response to “♥~~Review~~♥ THE NIGHTLIFE SERIES by Travis Luedke”

  1. Thank you Melissa for a wonderful post and an even better review!

    I scrolled and scrolled and scrolled, wondering what the review would be like when I finally made it to the bottom of the page. Only to find that was the best part!

    Awesome!

    🙂

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