Book : Fade Out - Rachel Caine

-Titulo Original : Fade Out

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Withoutthe evil vampire Bishop ruling over the town of Morganville,the resident vampires have made major concessions to the human population. With their newfound freedoms, Claire Danvers and her friends are almost starting to feel comfortable again… Now Claire can actually concentrate on her studies, and her friend Eve joins the localtheatrecompany. But when one of Eve’s castmates goes missingafter starting work on a shortdocumentary, Eve suspects the worst. Claire and Eve soon realize that this film project, whose subjectis the vampires themselves, is a wholelot bigger-andway more dangerous-than anyone suspected. About the Author Rachel Caine is the author of more than twenty novels, including the Weather Warden series. She was born at White Sands Missile Range, which people who know her say explains a lot. She has been an accountant, a professional musician, and an insurance investigator, and still carries on a secret identity in the corporate world. She and her husband, fantasy artist R. Cat Conrad, live in Texas with their iguanas, Popeye and Darwin; a mali uromastyx named (appropriately) O’Malley; and a leopard tortoise named Shelley (for the poet, of course). Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. INTRODUCTION Welcome to Morganville. Youll never want to leave. So, youre new to Morganville. Welcome, new resident! There are only a few important rules you need to know to feel comfortable in our quiet little town: Obey the speed limits. Dont litter. Whatever you do, dont get on the bad side of the vampires. Yeah, we said vampires. Deal with it. As a human newcomer, youll need to find yourself a vampire Protector-someone willing to sign a contract to keep you and yours safe from harm (especially from the other vampires). In return, youll pay taxes…; just like in any other town. Of course, in most other towns, those taxes dont get collected at the blood bank. Oh, and if you decide not to get a Protector, you can do that, too…; but youd better learn how to run fast, stay out of the shadows, and build a network of friends who can help you. Try contacting the residents of the Glass House-Michael, Eve, Shane, and Claire. They know their way around, even if they always end up in the middle of the trouble somehow. Welcome to Morganville. Youll never want to leave. And even if you do…; well, you cant. Sorry about that. 1 Eve Rossers high-pitched scream rang out through the entire house, bouncing off every wall, and, like a Taser applied to the spine, it brought Claire out of a pleasant, drowsy cuddle with her boyfriend. Oh my God, what? She half jumped, half fell off the couch. Mortal danger was nothing new around their unofficial four-person frat house. In fact, mortal danger didnt even merit a full-fledged scream these days. More of a raised eyebrow. Eve? What? The screaming went on, accompanied by thumping that sounded like Eve was kickboxing the floor. Damn, Shane Collins said as he scrambled to his feet, as well. What the hell is wrong with that girl? Was there a sale at Morbid R Us and nobody told her? Claire smacked him on the arm, but only out of reflex; she was already heading for the hallway, where the scream echoed loudest. She would have moved faster, but there wasnt panic in that scream after all. It was more like…; joy? In the hallway, their roommate Eve was having a total fit-screaming, bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny. It was made especially strange by her outfit: flouncy black sheer skirt, black tights with neon pink skulls, a complicated-looking corset with buckles, and her clunky Doc Martens boots. Shed worn her hair in pigtails today, and they whipped wildly around as she jumped and spun and did a wiggling victory dance. Claire and Shane stood without saying a word, and then exchanged a look. Shane silently raised a finger and made a slow circle at his temple. Claire, eyes wide, nodded