Pearl is a sixteen-year-old vampire… fond of blood, allergic to sunlight, and mostly evil… until the night a sparkly unicorn stabs her through the heart with his horn. Oops.
Her family thinks she was attacked by a vampire hunter (because, obviously, unicorns don’t exist), and they’re shocked she survived. They’re even more shocked when Pearl discovers she can now withstand the sun. But they quickly find a way to make use of her new talent. The Vampire King of New England has chosen Pearl’s family to host his feast. If Pearl enrolls in high school, she can make lots of human friends and lure them to the King’s feast — as the entrees.
The only problem? Pearl’s starting to feel the twinges of a conscience. How can she serve up her new friends—especially the cute guy who makes her fangs ache—to be slaughtered? Then again, she’s definitely dead if she lets down her family. What’s a sunlight-loving vamp to do?
Once upon a time, a book named, Bloodsucking Fiends (A Love Story, #1) by Christopher Moore, walked into a bar. Across the dance floor, he caught the eye of a beautiful booker named, Heist Society (Heist Society, #1) by Ally Carter. After a few drinks, they decided to take their party to the private collection stacks. What ensued was a one-night-stand that would make monkeys blush. Nine months later…Drink, Slay, Love by Sarah Beth Durst was born! True Story.
Okay, not really, but that is exactly what I imagine happened after reading Drink, Slay, Love, and being a huge fan of both Moore and Carter’s, my fantasy that their books hooked up and had a baby seems totally justified.
After Pearl gets stabbed by a unicorn, which, needless to say, was rather rude of of the one-horned creature, she starts to experiences certain…changes…that are very unbecoming of a bloodsucking fiend. The most surprising is that she can now walk in the sun! But this discovery leads to a whole blood bank of problems; the least troublesome being that she can’t bring herself to drink from an open vein anymore, which any respectable vampire will tell you is a total faux pas.
Now Pearl is determined to find the unicorn responsible for turning her night into day, literally. Too bad, Pearl is not used to having a reflection. If she was, then she’d know objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.
Though some of the plot points were a bit predictable, I thoroughly enjoyed Drink, Slay, Love. In fact, if I were creative enough and smart enough to write a vampire novel, this story would be it. By piggybacking off of popular vampire lore, Durst spun a fun, charming, and contemporary tale about a girl trying to answer that ever eluding question, “Where do I belong?”.
Along for the ride are two very different yet quirky groups, The Family and the vampire hunters, and both want to use Pearl for their own agendas. Too bad they can’t seem to understand that an identity crisis kind of takes precedence over little things like mortality and morals. What amused me the most about the lot of them was though there were many players, each character felt like they had their own identity. Some–exaggerated or idealistic and in the spotlight, others quiet or brooding and in the background, but all–loads of fun.
And then there was Evan. *le swoon*
Would it be wrong to claim that were-unicorns are the new vampire in a review for a vampire novel? I have to say, I consider Pearl one very lucky damsel(ish) in distress for getting to gallop into in the sunset on Evan’s back. Yes, he was completely adorable, and intelligent, and brave, and protective, and attentive. With all that going on, it’s really no wonder he’s considered a mythical creature! And though, I wouldn’t bill Pearl and Evan’s relationship as an epic romance or even a love story (fitting since they’re teens), they definitely had a spark, one that developed out of friendship.
Riddled with rad witticisms and even a few Shakespearean deep moments, Drink, Slay, Love continuously hit the mark with its seemingly effortless satire and savvy. It’s definitely the type of book that requires the reader to suspend belief and just take it for what it is, a story about a teenaged vampire dealing with the drama of high school. And yeah, I know that seems like the same ol’ twice told tale, but this one has a funky and fresh twist.
In fact, I was so enchanted with and entertained by Drink, Slay, Love that after reading the Galley Grab from Simon & Schuster, I ordered myself the hardcover so I could put in on my shelves, next to its momma and daddy, of course.