I glared up at him. I thought you couldn't read me anymore. I didn't want to know that Jean-Claude knew me that well. And just like that he was gone. A rush of wind, then nothing.
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. 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.