They are male and female, young, seductive and hungry; drawn by an unquenchable thirst, a lust without bounds. We are their prey. They want us, stalk us, seduce us. Embracing us into the darkness of their souls, they lead us from ecstasy to madness, from utter release to an eternal prison of the undead.
Former FBI agent Fred Langston and Dr. Trish Blaine, government researchers at the Life Center in Atlanta, have read the horrifying reports—accounts from across the country of bodies twisted and brutalized and drained of their blood. Their investigation leads to a shocking revelation: a top-secret medical project within their own facility has turned into an experiment in terror. A serum promising eternal life has mutated into a terrible virus, breeding a host of blood-devouring creatures.
Determined to eradicate the plague, Langston and Blaine become its targets—isolated by their own government and besieged by enemy legions seeking their fill....
Reposting this from my recently deleted first account as Spyglass.
Oh, my god. Tarantino was certainly right when he said it's pointless to avoid bad movies and what not, because they teach you what not to do. After going through The Shining for the second time (but in one day), I finished the last two thirds of this piece of vampire tripe, having read the first third before. Did you know 50 Shades of Grey started out as a Twilight fanfic with a new plot? Well, with some name changes, 50 Shades of Grey became a legit series on its own, even though no one liked the plot. This novel is basically the vampire tropes of Twlight mingled with the overly erotic behavior of Shades. You can't get much of a subplot going without two or three chapters in a row dedicated to displaying redshirts getting both screwed and bitten by vampires at the same time. Lots of filler chapters are dedicated to this.
This isn't the first Ron Dee book I've read, that was Shade. This book started developing a plot at first, but eventually devolved into a mess of typical plotlines, continuing underdeveloped sex with vampire hickeys attached and no proper direction. If it weren't for Handbook for Mortals, this would be the worst book I've ever read. And I'm extremely disappointed that the lowest rating I can offer here is a 1-star, which essentially means 2 / 10. This is more like a 7 / 100.
This book seems like a sequel. It is not. Just keeps referring to past events it does not describe. Jumps around. No character development. Spoilers:Weird vampire sex and then a strange Christian non-science ending pops from nowhere into this sci-fi horror.