Laurell K Hamilton

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...

"Richard was an alpha werewolf. It was his only serious flaw. We'd broken up after I'd seen him eat somebody."

"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.

Princess Meredith Gentry is a real-live Faerie princess, heir to a throne - if she can stay alive long enough to claim it. Her cousin, Prince Cel, is determined to see that she doesn't. As long as they both live, they are in a race for the crown: Whichever one of them reproduces first gets the throne.

"Most women complain that there are no single, straight men left. I'd just like to meet one that's human."

"I don't date vampires. I kill them." My name is Anita Blake. Vampires call me The Executioner. What I call them isn't repeatable.

No one is as good at stripping bare the dark desires of the inhuman soul as Laurell K. Hamilton, something she has proven time after time in her New York Times bestselling Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter novels. Now, in Incubus Dreams, Anita's life is more complicated than ever, as she is caught between her obligations to the living and the undead.

"These days my life is a cross between a preternatural soap opera and an action adventure movie. Sort of As the Casket Turns meets Rambo."

All it would take was my true name being mentioned after dark, and it would float back to my aunt. She was the Queen of Air and Darkness, and that meant that anything said in the dark was hers to hear. The fact that spotting the missing Elven American Princess had become more popular than spotting Elvis helped.

"The older the zombie, the bigger the death needed to raise it."
After a few centuries, the only death "big enough" is a human sacrafice. I know, because I'm an animator. My name is Anita Blake.

You don't volunteer for slugfests with vampires. It shortens your life expectancy."

Edward was a hit man.He specialized in monsters. Vampires, shape-shifters, anything and everything. There were people like me who did it legal, but Edward didn't sweat the legalities or, hell, the ethics. He was an equal opportunity killer.

In the distant future, the Concordat of human worlds has ended its war with the alien Shaauri with the help of the telepathic Kinsman, the only men and women adopted into Shaauri culture. Only Kinsman have the right to cross Shaauri space and make possible commerce among the human worlds. But now both trade and the peace are threatened by a Kinsman faction who are afraid they are about to lose their special privileges and status.

I am Meredith Gentry, private investigator, and Princess Merry, heir to the throne of Fairie. Now there are those among me who whisper I am more. They fear me even as they protect me. And who can blame them? I’ve awakened the dazzling magic that’s slumbered in them for thousands of years.