By Sue Ann Jaffarian
Who's murdering vampires in l. a. and throwing the our bodies into the Dedhams' pool? each one sufferer has been branded, a special mark that's the calling card of femme fatale vampire Ann Hayes. The contemptuous undead good looks broadcasts her innocence, yet can the vampires think her? Has Ann back to reclaim Doug Dedham, whom she as soon as enjoyed? Or is she being framed?Complicating concerns are Madison's burgeoning emotions for either attractive vampire Colin Reddy and fellow "beater" detective Mike Notchey. The stakes have by no means been better as Madison and the vampires race to unravel the secret and prevent the killer.
Praise: "Sexy repartee, brisk plotting, and opulent supernatural scene-setting... a decidedly clean spin on vamp lit."--Sophie Littlefield, Anthony Award-winning writer of a foul Day for Sorry
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Fortunately, Moyra had drilled him enough on the Liturgy so that he did not need to be thinking clearly to remember it. “In the service of the Crone, in the name of the Morrígan, Goddess of Battles, and Arawn the Horned King and Lord of the Underworld, I pledge my blood and my sustenance: the first blood of the hunt, the first fruit of the field, firstborn among all herds and chattel. ” Her voice was low, a bit rough, as though she didn’t use it very often. What’s more, her question was not in any section of the Liturgy Loki knew.
He was a shadow, moving silently and unseen among both his fellow Acolytes and their mortal kine. Aware that there might be some who could pierce his cloak of shadows, he kept to the edges of the light, extending his senses rather than attempting to get too close to any conversations of interest. There was his quarry. Tall, black-clad, wearing a raven’s mask, black feathers that flowed into his hair. Talking to Jed Holyoak—of course. That fit. The nomad Jed had brought to the Skullery. That had to be him.
Hunger already rising in him, he kissed her back. She was warm, sweet, eager, her pale skin adorned with writing, thousands of names carved into her flesh. He drank deeply of her, and still hungry, drank even more, and more, and yet her veins did not run dry, though her flesh grew cool and then cold beneath his hands. Her form crumbled in his arms, until all he held were feathers that slipped between his fingers. All around them the city burned. Loki could feel the heat of the approaching fire, hear the roaring just outside the windows, the screams of people fleeing for the safety of the lake.