Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Colletion_ Books 6-10 - Laurell K. Hamilton [1123]
We rescued Joseph, the lions’ Rex, and his wife is still pregnant, four months and counting—a record. Narcissus turned out to be a hermaphrodite, and he’s pregnant, too. I’m not sure Narcissus should be breeding, especially knowing who the father is, but it’s not my choice.
The cobras’ king and son were both dead. Killed after Chimera had broken them.
I wake up pressed between Micah and Nathaniel. You can’t feed the ardeur off of the same person every day, not even a lycanthrope. That’s why they used to say that succubi and incubuses killed their victims. You can literally love someone to death. So, I feed on Micah and Nathaniel. Micah as my Nimir-Raj, and Nathaniel as my pomme de sang. No, I’m not having intercourse with Nathaniel. Both of them seem peaceful with the arrangement, though I’m still a little weirded out by it. I’m still hoping the ardeur is temporary.
Belle Morte’s people contacted Jean-Claude. They’re negotiating for Musette, one of Belle’s lieutenants, to come for a visit. The mention of Musette’s name made Asher and Jean-Claude go pale.
Ronnie is horrified that I came so close to getting killed, but it hasn’t made her any more reasonable on the subject of my love life. We’re back to not seeing a whole lot of each other. Maybe Micah can be my new workout partner, no pun intended.
I still love Richard, but it doesn’t matter. It won’t work. He can’t accept what he is, or what I am. Neither of us can change our nature, and I don’t even want to anymore. Micah accepts me for what I am, all of me. He loves me, from my toy penguin collection to my cold-blooded practicality. He doesn’t mind bodies on the ground, and neither does Jean-Claude. I hope Richard makes peace with himself someday, but it’s not really my problem anymore. I’ll keep the pack safe with or without him.
As for the rest, if I wake up to silk sheets I know I’m at Jean-Claude’s place. If I wake up on pure cotton sheets, I’m at home. But wherever I am, Micah is beside me. I go to sleep against the smooth warmth of him, breathing in the honeyed sweetness of his skin. Sometimes the sheets smell of Jean-Claude’s cologne, sometimes they don’t. Sometimes Micah’s body bears two neat fang marks, and I feel Jean-Claude in his coffin, settling down for the day, content and well-fed, full of my sex and Micah’s blood. Life really is good, even if you are dead.
Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter collection 6-10
The Killing Dance
Burnt Offerings
Blue Moon
Obsidian Butterfly
Narcissus in Chains
Laurell K. Hamilton
Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter novels by Laurell K. Hamilton
GUILTY PLEASURES
THE LAUGHING CORPSE
CIRCUS OF THE DAMNED
THE LUNATIC CAFE
BLOODY BONES
THE KILLING DANCE
BURNT OFFERINGS
BLUE MOON
OBSIDIAN BUTTERFLY
NARCISSUS IN CHAINS
CERULEAN SINS
INCUBUS DREAMS
MICAH
DANSE MACABRE
THE HARLEQUIN
BLOOD NOIR
SKIN TRADE
FLIRT
BULLET
HIT LIST
STRANGE CANDY
Table of Contents
The Killing Dance
Burnt Offerings
Blue Moon
Obsidian Butterfly
Narcissus in Chains