Think of it as the Hatfields and McCoys, with fangs.
Over here you have the Lilitu—the vampire clan that sprang from Lilith herself (Hebrew vampire myth—too lengthy to explain here), and over there you have the descendants of the Egyptian god Sekhmet, who has had more than her fair share of human blood herself.
Waiting in the shadows for these two groups to just kiss and make up are the descendants of the Indian god Kali. Without the cooperation of Group One and Group Two, their common goal will never be achieved.
Jake and his small but determined band, which consists of heroes, a penitent ghost vampire, a confused god, a ninja, a dead vampire that once occupied the chair of the Presidency, and an unwilling Egyptian, are banking on just that.
Time’s running out, though. With the betrayal by one of their own, Jake doesn’t see the possibility of success. However, other factors—and other characters—could sway the outcome.
I could not put this book down. I read it in line, at work—any time I wasn’t actually mobile. The humor in it, especially the names the author gave to some of his characters, was so like mine. There is a lot of snarkiness, which is just a lot of fun to read.
I think my favorite character was the dead President, who gave me much more enjoyment than the ones on the green money. It sounded so like what I would have expected from this particular leader of the free country.
This is definitely a book that should be in the library of anyone who likes a good biter book without so much horror.