Cecy (pronounced Sessy) Robson is an author with Penguin's SIGNET ECLIPSE. She attributes her passion for story-telling back to the rough New Jersey neighborhood she was raised in. As a child, she was rarely allowed to leave the safety of her house and passed her time fantasizing about flying, fairies, and things that go bump in the night. Her dad unwittingly encouraged Cecy's creativity by kissing her goodnight wearing vampire fangs. Gifted and cursed with an overactive imagination, she began writing her Urban Fantasy Romance Series, Weird Girls, in May 2009. THE WEIRD GIRLS: A Novella, debuts December 4, 2012 followed by SEALED WITH A CURSE, December 31, 2012, and A CURSE EMBRACED, July 2, 2013.
Sealed With A Curse
Celia Wird and her three sisters are just like other twenty-something girls—with one tiny exception: They're the products of a curse that backfired and gave each of them unique powers that make them, well, a little weird…
The Wird sisters are content to avoid the local vampires, werebeasts, and witches of the Lake Tahoe region—until one of them blows up a vampire in self-defense. Everyone knows vampires aren't aggressive, and killing one is punishable by death. But soon more bloodlust-fueled attacks occur, and the community wonders if the vampires of Tahoe are plague-ridden.
Celia reluctantly agrees to help Misha, the handsome leader of an infected vampire family. But Aric, the head of the werewolf pack determined to destroy Misha's family to keep the area safe, warns Celia to stay out of the fight. Caught between two hot alphas, Celia must find a way to please everyone, save everyone, and—oh, yeah—not lose her heart to the wrong guy or die a miserable death. Because now that the evil behind the plague knows who Celia is, he's coming for her and her sisters.
This Wird girl has never had it so tough.
Sealed With A Curse
(Weird Girls #1)
By Cecy Robson
4 out of 5 STARS
This book was fantastic! With an action packed plot that had me eagerly flipping pages to the great character developments between four very different sisters and some alphalicious hotties, I couldn't ask for more!
The plot starts with Celia, Taran, Shayna and Emme at vampire court facing some allegations that could have dire consequences. Enter Misha. Sexy master vampire that now has his sights on Celia. Hmmm... Things definitely get interesting when he later has a proposition for her. Meanwhile, Celia and her inner tigress while out on a run come across a pack of weres with one sinfully delicious alpha leading the pack. Enter Aric. Yum. Plenty of eye candy to go around as we are also introduced to some of his closest packmates.
The players are set, the plot is unfolding and chaos ensues. One of the things I like most about this new series by Cecy Robson is the fantastic character development. The story is told from Celia's POV but she really is a package deal. If you love her, you quickly love her quirky sisters and the strong bond that they share. Taran, Shayna and Emme all have different abilities supernaturally speaking and all have qualities that I admire from strong, kick ass chicks. Lots of characters introduced but all equally important and easy to keep track of.
The plot... Whoa. Seriously, could anything else be thrown at the Weird Girls? They have their hands full with vamps and weres. Set at a steady pace, there is never a dull moment and I loved every minute of it!
Parting thoughts? I felt the need to shower after this. Poor Celia and Co really do have to fight dirty at times. ;) I'm so happy this is a series! The continuing adventures will have me waiting eagerly for release day for future installments to see what other shenanigans they get into, and out of! I also have high hopes for reoccurring roles from some of the other sexy men that were introduced. More Aric? Yes please!
Now for some favorite quotes that show how humorous Cecy is!
I sighed. Tigress, fore-breather, knife thrower, and Gypsy. We sounded like headliners for a freak show. All we needed was a bearded lady. I sighed. That's what happens when you're the bizarre products of a backfired curse.
And that's when Aric took off his shirt.
The soft fabric skimmed over perfectly golden skin and rock-hard abdominals tight enough to launch a brick into orbit. A whisper of hair traveled the length of his belly button to where his jeans hung low on his hips.
Aric stopped removing his shirt when he pulled it just above his small, erect nipples. This wasn't real. This was some kind of Hollywood hottie video shoot on TV and all I wanted to do was hit pause.
Damn, my stomach growled like a cave full of pissed-off cheetahs ready to claw the nearest -- Ooh, doughnuts!