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8 pages, Audible Audio
First published January 1, 2009
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"You'd almost make a good vamp-hunting wingman, the way you wear your heart on your sleeve. Pain, longing, loneliness... especially loneliness. Vamps feed off that just as much as the blood. We can see it shining in the darkness. It calls to us. You're like one of those backyard bug zappers. Irresistible."This was a phenomenal set of stories - completely addictive - the kind of narrative you want to binge read and then read again because you're having so much fun. My personal experience with this box set was made twice as amazing because I had the opportunity to experience it in audio..
Mallet? Check. Wooden stake - hickory, of course? Check. Crucifix? Well, yeah. Like five of those. Rohypnol? Check. Holy water? Check. Eyeliner? Check.You can't help but feel a bit sorry for Michael - he's just a goth kid looking to avenge the death of his best friend, but nothing seems to be working out the way he imagined it.
Yeah, eyeliner. It looks good on me. Scary Mary used to say that...
He was vamp-heroin and he wanted to know f he tasted good. Unbelievable. "Look, you're great eye candy and all, but I can tell you'd be way too high-maintenance for someone like me. Besides, you've got that pointy hobby of yours. And I've got my special diet - humanitarianism."The first story in the Channeling Morpheus series was told first person from Michael's POV. He's a twenty-one year old goth kid turned ammeter vampire hunter. His best friend was killed by a group of vampires, and Michael set out to avenge her death. In the process of tracking down one of her killers, Ambrose Grey, Michael found himself entangled in someone else's vendetta.
"I'm going to keep hunting bad vampires."Things are heating up in this series. We were back to Michael's POV with this book and everyone's favorite goth kid amateur vampire hunter is in a tight spot.
He snorted. "And here I thought you'd rather be a dentist."
Fine. Mock. Better than him shutting down and going all quiet, like he'd been in the kitchen. "You can do it with me."
"My guidance counselor told me that my serial killer skills were totally lacking..."
Michael. Deadly Michael.This episode was told from Wild Bill's POV, and I'm loving his character more with each book.
I'd been combing through my vocabulary for a word that meant lust-smacked. And skinless. And fucked up, and scared, and invincible. But I'd come up empty-handed.
All I could say was, "I love you, you know." Because that was about as close as I could come with words.
Listening to Wild Bill talk was like peeling an onion. Layer after layer of truth, wrapped in sarcasm, wrapped in truth, covered with a wry twist of his lips and a flippant delivery.Michael goes home to check in with his family for the first time since he set out to avenge Scary Mary's death.


I did my best to play it cool, but the gut-churning jealousy I’d been feeling turned to lust at the idea of my not-boyfriend killing someone just for touching me.
I flicked the tip of the match with my thumbnail, watched a couple of sparks drop toward the ground and fizzle out before they hit, and took a breath tinged with sulfur. There was a pause where maybe the flame would catch, maybe not, as if Fate needed a second to think about whether she’d give permission for a single lick of flame to come to life. And then the match head flared, bluish white, then bright yellow, and then flame.



