Temptation, by R.L. Stine
Genre: Vampires, Thriller
Rating: 2/5 stars
Goodreads Summary: In this collection of three fan-favorite stories, the vampires of Sandy Hollow crave the summer months. Summer means plenty of beach tourists…and plenty of fresh blood after months of deprivation. But this year the Eternal Ones have decided to spice things up with a little bet: The first to seduce a hot date of the human variety, and then turn him into a fellow creature of the night, wins.
The catch? In order to successfully turn their prey, they must take only three small sips of blood on three different nights. If they take too much blood on any night, the human will die and the bet will be lost.
The setup sounds simple enough, but things quickly get complicated—especially since each vampire is just dying to quench her thirst...
Goosebumps, Goosebumps, Goosebumps. R.L. Stine is known for Goosebumps, and when I saw this at the bookstore, I’m like “He wrote a teen book? Cool beans bro.” So I obviously picked this up and couldn't wait to begin it.
Vampires are probably the cheesiest things to write about these days, I’m sick of reading about them. It’s always the same thing in every single book, like how far can you go with this subject? Let me tell you, not that far at all.
This about the known vampires, the cheesy ones found all through literature that need blood to survive and have mini cults and stuff and weird traditions. Almost like Twilight, but really, Twilight was cool, unlike this.
The “story” had no sense to it. Ouu, only three sips of blood or else the humans will die? What is this, Vampire Superheroes?
The story was really boring. I didn’t find much interesting except the romance that occurred every once in a while. I. Wanted. Something. Better. Is that hard to ask for?
Nectar? Ahaha, don’t kill me from rolling on the floor laughing. It’s so hilarious to see these old-school vampires come to life in this three-part book. The short story at the end wasn’t even bearable to read. Ugh.
Well forget about the bad things, I mean, there had to be some good in this, right? Aha, guess what, there really wasn’t. I don’t know if it’s just me because I’m “a teenager and born into the new generation,” but this was way too cheesy. Things have changed, and are going to keep changing, and if you’re sick and tired of vampires as much as I am, then slide this book away from you.