'Dr Kracowa, if you please, would you examine the patient and pass verdict on her fitness to endure what awaits her?'
'Where shall I begin?' Mina asked.
'Bum-cheeks first,' I said. 'Are they... are they firm?'
'Indeed they are,' Mina said, her own voice unsteady with lust. 'Deliciously firm... but sensitive too.'
'And the skin, is it smooth? Is it tender?'
Another gasp from the farm-girl.
'Aye,' Mina said. 'Smooth. Very smooth. And very tender.'
Out of the shadows of myth an ancient horror invades lesbian Europe, seeking fresh female flesh with which to fulfil his dark dreams of dominance and empire. Only a handful of women stand between the monster and his final victory, and as time runs short they must risk all in a desperate game with their own bodies for dice. Dracula rises again, and again, in the new book from Wendy Swanscombe, the author of Vamp.
