By David M. Bachman
There has been no denying that Raina Delgado's lifestyles used to be full of vampires. She didn't hate them. in truth, her ally occurred to be one. yet she had lots of purposes to be cautious of them. So while an internationally-known vampire of royal blood got here to her one evening, she most likely must have kept away from him in any respect expenses. as an alternative, she came upon herself being sucked right into a whirlwind of blood, intercourse, status, and violent politics. Thrust into the center of an outdated, bloody feud, her in basic terms wish to outlive was once to embody this frightening but attention-grabbing culture ... and its population. Ten years within the making, "The Darkest Colors" is the 1st a part of a vampire trilogy not like any prior to.
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Shit, maybe the stupid motherfucker was just pissed at me for killing him. She opens her eyes, takes a deep breath, and slips her pistol from its shoulder holster hidden beneath her jacket, checks the clip, the safety, and then sets it down beside the satchel. There’s a red Sharpie pen in her jacket, and she takes that out, too. Narcissa selects a dog-eared, photocopied map from the careless scatter of papers on the floor, Birmingham with its roads laid out neat as a game of ticktacktoe, the grid of streets running northwest and southeast, avenues running northeast and southwest, but everything getting warped and tangled when it reaches the foot of Red Mountain, ancient topography to foil the contrivances of men and their machines.
No more or less a monster than any killer. Only a lunatic lost in the labyrinth of her own dreams, in stray lines from ghost stories she might have read as a child she can’t remember ever having been. Only a murderer. Weary of myself, and sick of asking… You’re getting sloppy, girl, Aldous Snow mutters at her from the bathtub. Renting a house, shitting where you eat. You’re getting sloppy. “I’m getting close,” she replies and sets a corner of the blade against her chin. “He’s here, old man. I saw him yesterday.
If it comes from the tap, it tastes like a goddamn swimming pool. ” “It’s good for you,” Chance says. Deacon sets the bottle down on the kitchen counter and stares at her across the wide room. Outside, a big truck rumbles past the building, and the windows rattle softly in their aluminum frames. “I should have told them no,” Deacon says when the truck has passed and it’s almost quiet again, only the muffled sound of someone’s stereo coming from the apartment next door. ” “Well, so what happened?