I'm Anita Blake, expert on creatures of the night. Vampires call me The Executioner. What i call them isn't repeatable.
Ever since the Supreme Court granted the undead equal rights, most people think vampires are just ordinary people with fangs. I know better. I've seen their victims. I carry the scars...
In my job, I'm an animator; I raise the dead - I've seen just about everything. I've dined with shapeshifters, danced with werewolves and been wooed, but not won, by Jean-Claude, the most powerful bloodsucker in St. Louis. When a serial killer started murdering vampires, it was JEan-Claude who wanted me to find the killer.
Later, a rogue vamp named Alejandro hit town and wanted to me me his human servant. A war of the undead had begun. Over me. I'd have been flattered, if my life weren't at stake.
Speaking of life... and death... every animator worth her salt knows that the older the zombie, the bigger the death needed to raise it. After a few centuries, the only death "big enough" is a human sacrifice. Now, I'm no assassin - sure i kill
vampires - and i don't do it for the money - but i don't kill
people. Like I said, working for Animators, Inc. is just a job, like selling insurance. But all the money in the world wasn't enough for me to take on the particular job Harold Gaynor was offering. Somebody else did, though - an insane animator. And he wasn't just raising the dead... he was raising Hell.
And it was up to me to stop it....
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