Sarah Thompson knows what it's like to have a midlife crisis at twenty nine. She has spent the last several years running her own yoga studio and trying to survive being single in a small gossipy town. And if that were not enough, she decides it is the perfect time to go back to school. So you see, Sarah's world was already spinning when she learns that her hunky professor has teeth … as in Vampire teeth!
This undead hero, aka Charles Underwood, introduces her to a fantastic world filled with good and evil. It is a world where Sarah learns that she is a Watcher. Her birthmark foretells a prophecy that throws her into the middle of a magical conflict where battle lines have already been drawn. Does Sarah trust this new found hero or is she just a pawn in his plans to win the war?
She watched him intently as he began to write on the chalkboard. He was at least six feet, probably taller. Dark wavy hair played at his collar. His back was broad and his black button-down pulled tight as he wrote. His snug, faded blue jeans would definitely give her something to dream about later that night.
Mmm, she thought. This guy is more football stud than college professor.
A lust she hadn’t felt in a long time began to fade as she realized the room was filling with other students. The unpleasant reality of the impending history lecture set in. The green-eyed hunk, aka Professor Charles Underwood, began an hour and a half long, one-sided dialogue about the issues leading up to the American Revolution.
How can someone so hot care so deeply about this stuff? She asked herself as the clock crept its way to the nine.
The professor obviously loved his subject. Unfortunately, it seemed just as obvious that the female students loved their teacher. There had been many latecomers, but it was only as the night class began to file out that Sarah realized how many women had signed up for this particular course. Young and old, it was clear that this general education class was chosen for the eye candy at the front of the room.
Class was over, so she grudgingly followed the assortment of groupies into the frozen night. With this many fans, she knew her chances were slim to none. So Sarah dismissed her feelings for Professor Gorgeous. She focused instead on finding her car in a parking lot full of snow drifts. Presumably, her ancient Volvo was hidden underneath one of them.
Several minutes into her search, Sarah came to the conclusion she was too tired and cold for this impossible hunt. Wherever her car was, it had no intention of being found.
She considered calling campus security or maybe a cab. Sarah rummaged around in her purse and ended up stomping her foot in frustration. A cell phone could have ended this ridiculousness rather quickly, if she could only locate hers.
“I can take you home. I rarely bite,” the professor said with a slow smile as he stepped into view.
A small twitch of fear trickled down her back. His soothing green eyes had turned predatory. His trench coat moved with the wind as he towered above her five foot two frame.
“I … I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” She took an unconscious step backward and began digging through her purse again. “I’ll just call—“
A loud crackle came from the wood line that surrounded the campus followed by drunken laughter.
“This is not a safe place for a woman to be by herself at night.” His face hardened and his fists flexed by his side. Without further conversation, he turned and walked away.
Seriously, what was that? Adrenalin pulsed through her body. It had only been a moment, but Professor Weird had disappeared completely in the veil of snow. All that was left was the unnerving sounds of an impromptu drunken party somewhere close. All of this was too creepy; college was nothing like she remembered.
As she took a deep breath, found her cell, and started dialing information, a black Mercedes pulled up next to her. The driver’s tinted window slid down. Professor Strange’s voice was firm and commanding. “Get in, Sarah Thompson.”
The warmth from the car touched her face and melted her good sense. The prickling fear turned into heart racing intrigue then melted into a flutter of excitement. She walked around and got in without saying a word.
The car smelled masculine. A hint of cologne mixed with a wonderful out-of-doors scent. It reminded her of a forest of pine trees and, in the driver’s seat, was someone who could easily play the role of a mountain man. Even in the car’s nonexistent lighting, she could make out his profile. His face was chiseled and his jaw was set. Muscled arms led to large hands that powerfully gripped the wheel.
Her breathing began to pound in her ears. She tried to concentrate on the car’s low hum, but nothing seemed to help her escape the intensity that choked the air around her.
“I live pretty close to here, a few turns really…” In the hopes of bringing some normalcy back into the situation, she began to ramble off her address and the best ways to get there.
He gave her a side glance. “I was beginning to think you wanted to go home with me.”
“Yeah.” She exhaled. “I mean, no. Home is fine. Thanks.”
“Then home is it.” They turned into her driveway.
She had no idea where the time had gone and why the ride no longer registered well in her memory. But here they were, safe and sound.
As she began to reach for the door, the professor leaned over and gently pushed back her long brown hair.
“Interesting birthmark here on your neck.” He started tracing it with his finger.
She jerked away. Whatever spell he had on her was broken. He had stepped over the line.
“Okay. It’s late and I should really get inside.” She opened her door. “Thanks for the ride.”
He turned off the car and followed behind her toward the house. “Sarah, let me ask you one thing.”
“What?” she asked, as panic began to take over. They were now standing on her dark porch.
“You’re a Watcher?” He said it more as a statement than a question.
She let out a slightly hysterical laugh as she began digging in her purse, this time for her keys. “Now you sound like my crazy grandmother.”
“What exactly am I suppose to be watching, Professor Underwood?”
Stepping closer, he hissed. “For one thing, you’re supposed to be watching me.” His lips parted and razor sharp fangs began to extend.
Posted by Heather on 7th Mar 2011
Misty Burke’s latest release, The Last Watcher is a fascinating paranormal romance that will have readers hooked from the very first page. She has penned a fantastic story that readers will be coming back for more. Her characters are intelligent, believable, and interesting. The storyline is compelling and intriguing. The sexual tension between the two main characters is so red hot it’s explosive. This is a book that I’m definitely adding to my keeper collection. I am delighted to recommend this book to others.
Posted by Jennifer S. on 4th Jan 2011
I feel like Misty Burke does a great job telling an in depth story in a short amount of pages. I really enjoyed this story. It's an action packed story from start to finish. Charles is the hot vampire that needs to protect Sarah. Sarah is a watcher though, but she hasn't realized her powers yet. She turns out to be a strong woman who uses her powers to protect the one she loves, Charles. Henry and his wife Judy are my two favorite characters. Ms. Burke combines so many pieces of the paranormal- werewolves, vampires, dwarves, demons, and such. Having all of them in one story makes for a great read. The story is filled with hot scenes between Charles and Sarah. The story ends with a battle between good and evil.
Overall, it was a great read. The characters were well written and the story kept me wanting more and wanting to know the end. I love when the vampire is a good guy. If you like paranormal books this one is worth picking up and reading.
Posted by Laurie on 1st Jan 2011
I love the cover.
The Last Watcher is a fantastic quick read. I was really impressed with Misty Burke vampire story. I found danger, adventure and a very good prophecy tale. I would recommend this to paranormal romance readers.
The book description says enough, I am not going to spoil. I did like both Charles and Sara and I liked them both together. I loved the stroyline I found it different and wanting more at the end. The only downside to me was a romance reader I found the sex scenes a little rushed and lacking in the seduction, but in saying this I know its hard to put it all in into a short novella. I also felt this story could have been made into a series for more books to come. Hint, hint Misty....
Posted by Jenny on 17th Dec 2010
When I first received this ebook and was told that it was 94 pages, I honestly thought that it was not going to be good. Boy was I wrong. This story was different but the same if that makes sense. It has romance, suspense, surprise and more all tangled up in 94 pages. The story was very well written, understandable and straight to the point. I was so wrapped up in this dialog that by the end I was disappointed and sad that it ended. I'm hoping for a series but with the second book a little longer. Overall. it's a great book if you want to read but not get into anything lengthy.
I recommend this book.
Since Sarah was a child, she has heard stories about supernatural creatures roaming the streets for years and how special she is from her grandmother, but of course she did not believe a single word. She returns back to school to earn her degree and lands a History class with the most gorgeous History teacher ever, but his class is filled with female students and she doesn't have a chance, or so she thought. Charles is a vampire who teaches history classes at the University at night. All is well, until one night this incredible woman enters his class and he is blown away. Not only is she beautiful but she's special and he needs to find out why she has entered his class. There's a prophecy, the same story that her grandmother used to tell her as a child and it will soon be revealed.