Maeve Blue, Queen of All Vampires, is on a warpath—and it’s paved with bad decisions, blood-soaked vengeance, and Stithulf Vrykolakas Upiór, the world’s most infuriatingly handsome vampire.
Oxford has seen better its cobbled streets now slick with blood, its academics replaced by bloodthirsty immortals, and its libraries—thankfully—still intact, because even vampires have standards.
But Maeve’s focus has narrowed to one Salias. Her mother’s murderer. Stithulf’s sire. The ancient, smirking bastard responsible for every shadow looming over her life. Salias must die, and Maeve has no intention of being polite about it.
At her side is Stithulf, the brooding, swaggering warrior with a heart of steel and morals that went the way of his lace-up pirate shirts. Once torn between loyalty to his sire and his obsession with Maeve, Stithulf has made his choice. He would follow Maeve to the ends of the earth—and into Salias’ stronghold, a place that promises betrayal, brutality, and a very slim chance of survival. The road to revenge is a mess. A delightful, blood-splattered mess. Alice Trubery, a traitor with a talent for poisons and a face that could curdle milk, has gone missing, leaving chaos in her wake and a growing human army that’s very inconveniently immune to vampire fangs. Vampires who won’t stay dead, allies who seem a little too shifty, and whispers of ancient weapons all complicate Maeve’s carefully laid plans.
Through it all, Maeve and Stithulf circle each other like a pair of fanged panthers. As they gather an army and prepare for the final showdown, Maeve is no longer the sardonic adjunct professor who stumbled into her inheritance. She’s a queen—ferocious, clever, and wearing her crown with an elegance that makes her enemies shake in their boots. But vengeance doesn’t come without a cost, and Maeve’s royal blood, as intoxicating as it is powerful, may be her undoing. Every drop spilled is a feast for her enemies, and every sip Stithulf steals drives him closer to madness.
With swords clashing, hearts combusting, and one extremely large death warrant with Salias’ name on it, Maeve and Stithulf must navigate betrayals, battles, and the increasingly tangled web of their bond.
Packed with biting wit, sizzling tension, and battles that are equal parts bloodbath and absurdity, BITE THE DUST delivers action, snark, and a love story so dysfunctional it might just save the world—or end it.
The reckoning is here, and Maeve and Stithulf are coming for blood.