My guess was right — Bloody Right, in fact! This is the best book in the The Brytewood Trilogy.
This time, the remaining Nazi vampires have been assigned to assassinate Winston Churchill at a party on an estate near Brytewood. The assorted pixies, dragons, elves, sprites, and humans of the village must stop them before they can do the dastardly deed.
The leading lady and man in this installment are Mary LaPrioux, a schoolteacher evacuated from Guernsey, and Gryffyth Pendragon, who has just been discharged from the army after losing his leg. I liked this romance better than the previous two, and the main reason is Gryffyth! He’s by far the most interesting of the three male leads in the series. I loved him to bits!
Bloody Right also features a big development in my favorite romance in the whole series. I won’t spoil it, but I’ll say that it’s the couple who don’t actually have a book of their own, but whose slow and sweet courtship develops in the background as the three main couples do their thing.
I also thought the vampires were creepier here than they were in Bloody Good and Bloody Awful. One scene, in which Mary is accosted by a vampire, gave me chills, and not even for any supernatural reason. Anyone who has ever met a nasty, overbearing man who just won’t get out of your personal space will probably have the same reaction!
I enjoyed Bloody Right. It was good to “meet” these characters again and see some loose ends tied up. I do wish a few more ends had been tied up. In particular, the plotline involving Bela is left somewhat in the air. The way it ends suggests that there’s more adventure ahead for her and almost seems to hint at another book, but this is billed as a trilogy, and so it’s (theoretically) finished. I suppose it’s a good sign that Georgia Evans left me wanting more!
Brytewood — (2009) Publisher: While the sounds of battle echo through the sky, a lady doctor has more than enough trouble to keep her busy even in a sleepy hamlet outside London. But the threat is nearer home than Alice knows. German agents have infiltrated her beloved countryside — Nazis who can fly, read minds, and live forever. They’re not just fascists. They’re vampires. Alice has no time for fantasy, but when the corpses start appearing sucked dry, she’ll have to accept help where she can get it. If that includes a lowly Conscientious Objector who says he’s no coward though he refuses to fight, and her very own grandmother, a sane, sensible woman who insists that she’s a Devonshire Pixie, so be it. Indeed, whatever it takes to defend home and country from an evil both ancient and terrifyingly modern…