Edgar and Isobel's story could have been any of hundreds told in mainstream period romances. In fact,there is really not much there to distinguish Bridling His Vampire as Erotica or Isobel as a vampire. Unless of course you count the time that she bites him during a kiss, and her rather obcessive need to lick his injuries at every opportunity.
Isobel as a character seems painfully naive. Not only is she unaware of her power as a woman, but she also seems completely oblivious to her vampiric charms.
Edgar is you run-of-the-mill possessive and entitled laird. His focus is centered around the wedding, bedding, and ownership of Isobel, first and foremost.
The story flows nicely for the most part, given the fact that it is only composed of 45 pages.
What does throw one for a loop is the ending scene. This deathbed tableau is totally out of sync with the rather light hearted tone set in prior pages.View all my reviews.