I have a signed paperback of Vampire Heir, by Heather Renee. I believe it was purchased through an online multi-author event. But it’s possible I won it somewhere instead.
Sometimes befriending the enemy is the only option.
After losing my family, I’ve spent the last seven years hunting the monsters who killed them. I know my purpose and what I want most in this world. At least I did until a striking vampire shows up just in time for the threats to begin.
Maciah West makes me feel ways I shouldn’t and tells me things that can’t be possible. I don’t want to believe him, but as my past finds its way back into the present, I don’t really have a choice.
Even as I begin to accept the new changes in my life—and my growing feelings for Maciah—I don’t let that deter me from my goals. I’m still a vampire hunter and I’ll do whatever it takes to get the vengeance I’ve been fighting for.
No matter how many vampires are out for my blood.
I’ve read one other Heather Renee book. My review of that book starts out, “This book is 295 pages long and basically nothing happens until the last 5 pages, when some action finally happens…” Renee seems to have a formula. The numbers are a bit off; my paperback copy of Vampire Heir is 284 pages, and something finally happens in the last 20 or so pages. But otherwise, this snippet of review works just as well here as it did for Wolf Kissed.
I was simply bored throughout. The book seems to bounce from one pointless event to the next at random. The FMC has the emotional depth of a firefly, and I simply didn’t like her. (I kept thinking of Barrie’s Tinker Bell, who can only feel one emotion at a time, and it’s usually anger.) I liked the MMC, but he’s a paper cutout with no depth or development. I felt zero chemistry in 
the instant (but not insta-love even) relationship. The side characters are stereotypes, and all sound exactly the same. And the book is disappointingly predictable.
I own several of Renee’s books that I’ve picked up here and there. So, I’d hoped disliking the first was a one-off. Not every book is right for every reader. But I’m beginning to think her writing formula is what’s not for me, and therefore, I’m unlikely to enjoy any of them.
Other Reviews:
Worse, this is very much lining up to be a `Cassidy and her crew of spunky investigators’ sort of series, and as much as I liked them all well enough (especially Chuck, who you meet toward the end), Sorren—arguably the most interesting character—is perpetually underutilized. He shows up to dispense wisdom and weapons and then fades away again (even when present).