The best chosen family romances

Be forewarned, I think of this particular series as vampire popcorn. A group of warriors—some “real” brothers and others chosen brothers—caught in a lifelong war with a group that wants to obliterate their kind. The thing is, J. R. Ward started out as a romance writer, and these, as war-ry as they are, are really about each brother finding his mate and bonding with her. I read them all in a row, and the immersion was delectable. Loyalty—genuine loyalty, on all levels: body, heart, mind, spirit—wins my heart any- and every time. Besides that, her writing is a true gift and she makes me laugh out loud about every 20 pages. Smaht, as Butch, the Brother from Boston, would say. Wicked smaht.

I fell over The Moretti Blood Brothers before I read J. R. Ward’s series. These are a little fluffier than hers. Romances, to be sure. Also, some bio brothers and some chosen. Again, loyalty through and through with a curious plotline about beginning to integrate the vampire Kingdom with humankind which is very cleverly done. Talk about allure. These are more like action films—fast, furious, sexy as all get-out and meant to be. I particularly like the backstories and the lineage issues. Royal bloodlines fascinate me. And still, the same backbone of loyalty, of taking care of business, and one another. Raven from Boots & Boas is known for saying, “Taking care of it means taking care of all of it.” Yep, these guys, too.

Sarah MacLean went to Smith. So did I. Besides, I am famous for saying about myself at parties, “I’m not just a wallflower—I’m the wallpaper.” How could I possibly give a miss to a Smithie and wallflowers? I couldn’t. Three half-siblings hold a dastardly secret amongst themselves about their inheritance and the person to whom it really belongs. Ruling royalty of the darker side of Covent Garden, two of them live by their own code of loyalty, along with their beloved sister. I totally loved the research and detail that had to go into these books. Covent Garden was never so lascivious, and wallflowers never so appealing. The women show their moral backbones right alongside the Bastards and the sparks are illuminating. Go, wallflowers!

Four wallflowers—one dowryless, one headstrong, one stammering, one decidedly… um, quirky—with a Christmas chaser about a brother to two of them, Lisa Kleypas is a gifted writer. A rare find in the world of Regency Romance these days. I read all of her Regencies. Her characters are smart, funny, and each one feels like a real person, unlike so many of the Regency debutantes written these days who feel to me like a composite from a self-help book example. I rooted for her wallflowers, and their stubborn brother the whole time. People bond in so many different ways in life—here, it’s their desperate intention to marry. They find true love and themselves at the same time. What’s not to love?

Best for last. Sierra Simone is a kick-ass writer. Steamy like nobody else is steamy. Fanciful. Well-read—she used to be a librarian. Smart, smart, smart, and not a show-off about it. The threesome who make the chosen family in these novels of the New Camelot eventuate in startling public roles. The first three tell the stories of the ménage; the last two are novellas, adjunct to the main story. The parallels between the original Arthurian legend and these are break-taking. Her storytelling is exemplary. Timing. Pacing. Convincing dialogue, and the sex is off the page. Not for the faint of heart, Sierra Simone is for the hard-core sexy and worth every second of reading time. When enough time has gone by, I’ll reread these. I know it.