Review #: 9
Title: Bloody Bones
Author: Laurell K. Hamilton
Copyright Date:
Pages: 384
Rating(on a scale of 1-10): 5.0
Why did you get this book?
eBook...and Vamp love
Was the author new to you?
Nope
Would you read something by this author again?
I am right now
Are you keeping it or passing it on?
It's mine
Book Description:
When Branson, Missouri, is hit with a death wave-four unsolved murders-it doesn't take an expert to realize that all is not well. But luckily for the locals, Anita is an expert-in just the kinds of preternatural goings-on that have everyone spooked. And she's got an "in" with just the kind of creature who can make sense of the slayings: a sexy master vampire known as Jean Claude. (bn.com)
When Anita Blake's boss at Animators, Inc., informs her that she's expected to raise 300-year-old zombies from a field of jumbled bones just to settle a land dispute, she's understandably annoyed. But as soon as she arrives in Branson, Missouri, to do the deed, the job gets more interesting. A psychotic sword-wielding vampire starts committing multiple murders in the area, and Anita must call on Jean-Claude, her powerful fanged suitor, for help. As always, Anita prevails over the undead, keeping Jean-Claude at arm's length, clearing the cemetery land of an ancient enchantment, and nailing the vampiric killer in one fell swoop. (Shelfari.com)
What did you think of the book?
Okay, I liked more Larry. He's so adorable, ain't he? He's kind of like Anita, but with slightly more tact. I was very disappointed that the kid brother of the girl who was turned had to die (can't seem to remember his name, atm). I'm enjoying learning more about Anita with every book. If what I hear is true and the plot disappears in a few books, I think I'll be pretty disappointed.
I was completely shocked with the news of Jean-Claude's past! It reminded me fleetingly of Hawk from Karen Marie Moning's Highlander series. He's extremely confident in his good looks and ability to seduce, but he falls for a woman who tries her hardest to be immune to his charms...although, for poor Hawk, it was those damn fey who interfered. For Jean-Claude, it's just one totally confused and indecisive mortal.
I have to confess, I don't know which I'd like her to choose more: Richard or Jean-Claude. I'm waiting with baited breath to see how things unfold!
Would you recommend this book?
Oh yeah!
Some Quotes:
-It was my idea that we wouldn't have sex before marriage. My idea. But damn, it was hard. The more we dated, the harder it got.
"Jesus, Richard." I shook my head. "It gets harder, doesn't it?"
Richard's smile didn't look innocent or Boy Scoutish in the least. "Yes, it does."
Heat rushed up my face. "I didn't mean that."
- I looked at them, all silent, all taller than me, even Larry by an inch or two. They could all arm wrestle me and win. So why did I want to order them all into the house where'd they'd be safe? Heck, we could all go inside. Have a nice cup of hot cocoa. Tell the Quinlans their little girl would be fine. I mean, liquid diets are in with teens. Right?
-I prayed as we walked up the hill. I prayed and felt a measure of calm return. No visions. No angels singing. But a feeling of peace flowed over me. I took a deep breath, and something hard and tight and ugly in my heart let go. I took it as a good sign that I'd get to Jeff in time. But part of me was skeptical. God doesn't always save someone. Often He just helps you live through the loss. I guess I don't entirely trust God. I never doubt Him, but His motives are too beyond me. Through a glass darkly and all that. Just once I'd like to see through the damn glass clearly
-He could have the bed. I'd take the couch. What could be more innocent? Biker Nuns from Hell, but besides that.
-"He knows you pretty well for someone who's only met you twice," Larry said.
"Three times," I said. "Two out of three times, he's tried to eat me."
Larry's eyes widened a little. "You're kidding."
"She just looks so tasty," Jason said.
-He laughed, and the sound was sweet. It had a taste just outside description, like some forbidden candy that was not just fattening but poisonous. But what a way to go.
-If there was nothing I could do to prevent it, might as well not worry about it. Worry about the things you can control; the rest will either work themselves out, or they'll kill you. Either way, no more worries.
-There is nothing comforting about Jean-Claude's arms. He doesn't make me feet safe in the least. He's like some forbidden pleasure that you know eventually you'll regret. I've decided not to wait; I'm regretting it now, but I'm still seeing him.