"I DON'T DATE VAMPIRES. I KILL THEM."
My name is Anita Blake.
Vampires call me The Executioner. What I call them isn't
Ever since the Supreme Court granted the undead equal rights, most people think vampires are just ordinary folks with fangs. I know better. I've seen their victims. I carry the scars...
But now a serial killer is murdering vampires--and the most powerful bloodsucker in town wants me to find the killer...
THE LAUGHING CORPSE
"THE OLDER THE ZOMBIE, THE BIGGER THE DEATH NEEDED TO RAISE IT."
After a few centuries,
the only death "big enough" is a human sacrifice. I
know, because I am an animator. My name is Anita Blake.
Working for Animators, Inc., is just a job--like selling insurance. But all the money in the world wasn't enough for me to take on the particular job Harold Gaynor was offering.
Somebody else did, though--a rogue animator. Now he's not just raising the dead...he's raising Hell.
And it is up to me to stop it...
CIRCUS OF THE DAMNED
"MOST WOMEN COMPLAIN THAT THERE ARE NO SINGLE STRAIGHT MEN LEFT. I'D JUST LIKE TO MEET ONE THAT'S HUMAN."
I'm Anita Blake, expert on creatures of the
night. I've dined with shapeshifters, danced with werewolves, and
been wooed--but not won--by Jean-Claude, the Master Vampire of
And now a darkly dangerous vampire named Alejandro has hit town. He too wants me for his human servant. A war of the undead has begun. Over me.
I would be flattered. If my life weren't at stake.
THE LUNATIC CAFE
"YOU DON'T VOLUNTEER
FOR SLUGFESTS WITH VAMPIRES. IT SHORTENS YOUR LIFE
And you don't fall in
love with a werewolf. It interferes with your work. Especially
when you're a preternatural expert, like me. My business brings
me up close and personal with all shapes and sizes of monsters.
And not all of them want to kill me.
Take, for instance, the local pack of lycanthropes--that's werewolves to you. I member of them are missing, and they've come to me for help. Maybe because I'm dating the leader of the pack. I've survived a lot--from jealous vampires to killer zombies--but this love thing may kill me yet...
"WHEN THE MONSTERS
ARE INVOLVED, IT'S NEVER JUST ONE DEAD BODY. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
THE DEAD MULTIPLY."
First there were the dead in the graveyard, two-hundred years dead. I'd been hired to raise them to settle a dispute over who owned the land they were buried in. Then there were the three dead teenagers in the woods, slaughtered in a way I had never seen before. And then they found the dead girl, drained of blood and left in her bed. I knew what that meant, all right. It didn't take a degree in preternatural studies to figure out that something was very wrong in and around Branson, Missouri. And I was right in the middle of it. My name is Anita Blake. Welcome to my life...
THE KILLING DANCE
"THESE DAYS MY LIFE IS A CROSS BETWEEN PRETERNATURAL SOAP OPERA AND AN ACTION-ADVENTURE MOVIE. SORT OF AS THE CASKET TURNS MEETS RAMBO."
The first hit man came after me at home, which should be against the rules. Then there was a second, and a third. Eventually, I found out that the word on the street was that Anita Blake, preternatural expert and vampire killer extraordinare, was worth half a million dollars. Dead, not alive. So what's a girl to do but turn to the men in her life for help? Which in my case, means and alpha werewolf and a master vampire. With professional killers on your trail, it's not a bad idea to have as much protection as possible, human or otherwise.
But I'm beginning to wonder if two monsters are better then one...
"YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE WHO SLEEPS WITH THE MONSTERS."
That's what I've always said. That's what I've always believed. But now I'm the one sharing a bed with the Master of the City. Me, Anita Blake. The woman the vampires call the Executioner. From part of the solution, I've become part of the problem. So it hits close to home when an arsonist begins to target vampire-owned businesses all over town--an arsonist who seems to want to destroy more then just property. It's the monsters who are in danger now. And it's up to the Executioner to save them from inferno...
"RICHARD WAS AN ALPHA WEREWOLF. IT WAS HIS ONLY SERIOUS FLAW. WE'D BROKEN UP AFTER I'D SEEN HIM EAT SOMEBODY."
Still, you never forget your ex-fiancÈ. And when the call came at three in the morning, I thought for a moment it was him. It wasn't. It was his brother. And it wasn't good news. Apparently, the former love of my life had gotten himself thrown in jail for assaulting a woman.
Since I make my living as a preternatural expert, I tend to believe almost anything possible. But though he may be one of the monsters, Richard would never harm a woman. So here I am in the wilds of Tennessee, Anita to the rescue. I've got just a few days to spring Richard and find out who framed him him--and why.
There's a full moon coming, and if my werewolf love is still behind bars when it rises, he'll be facing a lot worse than an assault charge...
Note: I will be posting info on "Obsidian Butterfly" and "Narcissus In Chains" once I have scans of the covers...
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