Burnt Offerings

Friday, May 25th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

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 Vampire 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 than just property. It’s the monsters who are in danger now. And it’s up to the Executioner to save them from the inferno . . .

The Killing Dance

Sunday, May 20th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

The first hit man came after me at home, which should be against the rules. Then there was a second, and a third. Word on the street was that Anita Blake, preternatural expert and vampire killer extraordinaire, 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 an 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.

Bloody Bones

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

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’d never seen before.

And then they found the dead girl, drained of blood and left in her bed. I knew what that meant of course. It didn’t take a degree in preternatural studies to figure out that something was wrong. And I was right in the middle of it. My name is Anita Blake. Welcome to my life . . .

The Lunatic Cafe

Thursday, May 10th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

You don’t volunteer for slugfests with vampires. It shortens your life expectancy. 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 - they’re werewolves to you. A number 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.

Circus Of The Damned

Sunday, March 25th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

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 the City.

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 Laughing Corpse

Tuesday, March 20th, 2007 | Reading | No Comments

Volume 2 of the Anita Blake series:

The older the zombie, the bigger the death needed to raise is. After a few centuries, the only death ‘big enough’ is a human sacrifice. I know, because I’m 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 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’s up to me to stop it.