By David Wellington
The entire authentic stories say they're dead-extinct because the overdue ’80s, while a fed named Arkeley nailed the final vampire in a struggle that almost killed him. however the facts proves otherwise.
When a kingdom trooper named Caxton calls the FBI trying to find assist in the center of the evening, it truly is Arkeley who will get the assignment-who else? He’s been awaiting one of these name to return finally. convinced, it's been years in view that any indicators of an assault, yet Arkeley is aware what most folk don’t: there's one left. In an deserted asylum she is rotting, plotting, and biding her time in a fashion that simply the undead can.
Caxton is out of her league in this case and greater than a bit afraid, however the fed made it undeniable that there's just one manner out. however the worst factor is the sensation that the vampires wish greater than simply her blood. they wish her for a cause, one she can’t wager; a cause her sphinxlike companion is familiar with yet won’t say; a cause she has to discover out-or die trying.
Now there are just thirteen bullets among Caxton and Arkeley and the vampires. There are just 13 bullets among us, the residing, and them, the damned.
Uploader liberate Notes:
EPUB, further bankruptcy markings
Read or Download 13 Bullets PDF
Best vampires books
Delilah d’Artigo, agent qualifié et attractive de l. a. CIA d’Outremonde et chat-garou à los angeles vie sentimentale compliquée, vient de débuter sa formation de "fiancée de l. a. mort". Mais avec ses sœurs, elle doit aussi faire face à de nouveaux problèmes : mystérieuses disparitions de loups-garous, apparition d’une nouvelle drogue magique utilisée à mauvais escient, sans oublier Stacia los angeles broyeuse d’os, qui a mis leurs têtes à prix.
In 1972, Jeff Rice's novel The evening Stalker brought Carl Kolchak to the area. This spine-tingling novel of supernatural terror turned an quick bestseller and served because the foundation for the movie of an identical identify, starring Darren McGavin and tailored by way of mythical Twilight sector screenwriter Richard Matheson.
Sour first and foremost bite…
Corazon Ferreira is one heck of a jaded lady. not just did her husband unload her for , vivacious blonde, yet her sister has misplaced her brain and married a vampire. Worse, it seems that Cora herself used to be a vampire’s mate in a prior life…the exact same vampire she witnessed killing someone.
If in simple terms Cora hadn’t inadvertently been stuck up within the ill-laid plans of a reanimated corpse and its grasp, she may take care of the distractingly stunning vampire. yet it’s simply Alec who stands among her and people who threaten her life, and there’s simply quite a bit temptation a girl can endure ahead of she begins taking her middle as heavily as her head…
Whilst Felix Gomez lower back from the struggle in Iraq with a disdain for sunlight and a raging thirst for blood, he knew he couldn't accept a standard 9-to-5 activity. So after his discharge, the newly undead ex-infantryman selected the occupation that he felt most suitable his vampiric developments: inner most detective.
- Bloody Bones (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, Book 5)
- Dark Ages Tzimisce (DACN 13) (Dark Ages Clan Novel Series)
- Laughing Corpse-Vampire Hunter 2
- Vampire Movies: An Illustrated Guide to 72 Years of Vampire Movies
Extra info for 13 Bullets
He looked more closely, saw that the point of the fan ended in a small hole. He looked around again, then rounded the stone. At about the same height as his waist, a cylindrical cavity about twice the size of his hand was cut into the stone. Though it was empty there was a tiny point of light on its floor from the hole in its roof. The smooth alabaster surface was clean but a faint odor Lozan could not identify lingered about it. Looking up, he found himself staring into the stone eyes of the Dakkini of Just Wrath and he knew: the center stone was located where Sin Vanquished had been located in the tableau at the orphanage, and the carvings— When he'd seen them earlier, whisper-imaged, they'd been obscured with his blood.
He was in a huge arena of black stone. The walls must have been thousands of meters tall. The Temple. He was in the Temple; this could be nowhere else. At the center of the arena was a block of white stone the shape of a man's coffin. It rested on another, similar, block which looked as though it had been extruded from the black stone of the floor. Beyond the block, Lozan could see a set of rings exactly like those in which he was standing, though the other set was empty. There was no one else in the arena.
From him radiated a sense of welcome so powerful Lozan could feel it as he would have been able to feel a breeze, or sun on his face. It warmed him, enfolded him; he felt himself cherished. Perched on the alabaster giant's right forearm was a huge crimson hawk. The hawk watched Lozan with fierce eyes, but from it a welcome radiated, a fierce welcome totally unlike that he felt in the Lha, but one Lozan knew instinctively was granted to him and him alone. For an instant his sight blurred and he saw the world through the hawk's bright eyes, saw a world divided into two separate visual fields, in one of which Lozan stood out in sharper definition than would have been possible had he been looking at himself through human eyes.
13 Bullets by David Wellington