The Last Vampire: A Novel-used

Reviewpublishers Weekly Offers A Tour De Force Of Mythmaking And Emotionally Intense Action....There'S Much Here To Admire, Not Least Strieber'S Expert Modulation Of Tone And Dialogue. Reviewproduct Descriptionin The Sequel To The Vampire Classic, The Hunger, Miriam Blaylock Must Use All Her Seductive Skills To Elude The Ultimate Predator, Interpol Agent Paul Ward, A Man Determined To Rid The World Of Vampires, In The Ultimate Battle Of Good And Evil, Obsession And Passion. Reprint.Excerpt. Reprinted By Permission. All Rights Reserved.Chapter Onethe Conclaveeveryone Knew The Sins Of Miriam Blaylock.Her Crime, And It Was An Unforgivable One, Was To Enjoy Human Beings As Friends And Lovers, Rather Than To Simply Exploit Them. She Could Kiss Them And Find It Sweet, Have Sex With Them And Afterward Sleep Like A Contented Tiger. To Her Own Kind, This Was Perversion, Like A Man With A Sheep.The Fact That This Prejudice Was Nonsense Did Not Make What She Was Doing Now Any Easier. She Pressed Herself Back Against The Seat Of The Pedicab, Instinctively Keeping Her Face Hidden, Not Only From Man, But From Her Own Kind. The Samlor Moved Swiftly Down The Wet Street, Spattering Through Puddles Left By The Last Storm. From The Shadows Of The Passenger Compartment, She Watched A Concealing Fog Rising From The Moat That Surrounded The Ancient Thai City Of Chiang Mai.How Could She Ever Do This Impossible Thing? How Could She Ever Face Her Own Kind?Some Theorized That She Must Have Human Blood In Her Family. The Idea That There Could Be Interbreeding Was Absurd, Of Course Nothing But An Old Husband'S Tale. She Despised The Narrowness Of Her Kind, Hated What, In Recent Centuries, Their Lives Had Become. They Had Once Been Princes, But Now They Lived Behind Walls, Kept To The Shadows, Appeared In The Human World Only To Hunt. They Had Opted Out Of Man'S Technological Society. They Knew Human Breeding, But Human Technology Was Simply Too Intimidating For Them.Miriam Owned A Thriving Nightclub In New York And Had Bookkeepers And Assistants And Bartenders, All Humans. She Had Computers To Run Her Accounts. She Could Access Her Stock Portfolios Using Her Palmpilot, And She Made Money On The Markets, Plenty Of It. She Had A Cell Phone And Gps In Her Car. They Didn'T Even Have Cars. Once The Buggy No Longer Bounced Along Behind The Horse, They Had Simply Stopped Riding. The Same With Sails. When Ships Lost Their Sails, Her Kind Stopped Traveling The World. And Airplanes Well, Some Of Them Probably Weren'T Yet Aware That They Existed.The Other Rulers Of The World Were Now Just Shadows Hiding In Dens, Their Numbers Slowly Declining Due To Accidents. They Called Themselves The Keepers, But What Did That Mean Nowadays? Gone Was The Time When They Were The Secret Masters Of Humankind, Keeping Man As Man Keeps Cattle.Truth Be Told, The Keepers Were In General Decline, But They Were Far Too Proud To Realize It. Conclaves Were Held Every Hundred Years, And At The Last Ones Miriam Had Seen A Change Keepers She Had Known A Thousand Years Had Followed Her Mother And Father Into Death. Nobody Had Brought A Child, Nobody Had Courted.Despite Their Failure, Miriam Valued Her Kind. She Valued Herself. The Keepers Were Essential To The Justice And Meaning Of The World. That Was Why She Had Come Here, Why She Had Tempted The Humiliation And Even The Possible Danger Involved: She Wanted To Continue Her Species. Miriam Wanted A Baby.The Last Of The Four Eggs That Nature Gave A Keeper Woman Would Soon Leave Her Body Unless She Found A Man To Fertilize It. For All That She Had Riches, Honor, Power, And Beauty Her Essential Meaning Was Unfulfilled Without A Baby. She Was Here For Her Lastchance Child.She Gazed Across The Gleaming Back Of The Samlor Driver At The Busy Night Streets Of The Bustling Little City. How The World Was Changing. She Had Chosen A Samlor Out Of Love For The Past, Which She Most Certainly Shared With The Rest