Thirst No. 5: The Sacred Veil [NOOK Book]

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Quench your Thirst with the finale to the #1 New York Times bestselling series from Christopher Pike.

Sita has lived for centuries. She has seen more than most people could ever imagine.

She has loved and she has lost; she has killed many, and she has given life.

Now, ...
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Overview

Quench your Thirst with the finale to the #1 New York Times bestselling series from Christopher Pike.

Sita has lived for centuries. She has seen more than most people could ever imagine.

She has loved and she has lost; she has killed many, and she has given life.

Now, at last, Sita’s story culminates in an epic—and satisfying—conclusion to the enormously popular Thirst series.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781442467323
  • Publisher: Simon Pulse
  • Publication date: 3/5/2013
  • Series: Last Vampire: Thirst Series , #5
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 512
  • Sales rank: 38,693
  • Age range: 14 - 17 Years
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Christopher Pike is the author of more than forty teen thrillers, including the Thirst, Remember Me, and Chain Letter series. Pike currently lives in Santa Barbara, where it is rumored he never leaves his house. But he can be found online at ChristopherPikeBooks.com.
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ONE

I’m back in the motel room, staring down at Shanti’s headless body and a mound of shattered glass. The glass is from the window that broke when I threw her head into the parking lot in a fit of rage.

Rage that was very close to pleasure.

“Om, Shanti, Shanti, Shanti,” I say to myself. The repetitive sounds constitute a famous mantra in India. It means “Peace, peace, peace.” It is similar to the Christian prayer “Peace be with you.” How ironic, I think, that the demon I have fought since I first became aware of the Telar and the IIC should have chosen to possess the body of a young woman with such a sacred name.

Yet I feel no pity for the original Shanti. The demon could not have penetrated her heart without her permission. Only at the end did Shanti reveal how much she enjoyed causing others pain, just like her master.

Well, she is dead now, thank God.

But is the enemy? Have I even scratched his armor? Unfortunately, I haven’t a clue. If only Umara were still alive. She was the world’s expert when it came to demons. But Matt’s mother sacrificed her life so I could destroy her people, the Telar, and the evil forces arrayed behind them. The cynical part of me wonders if her sacrifice was in vain. How does one destroy an evil that doesn’t have a physical body?

I hear approaching footsteps and know their source. There’s only one other in the miserable motel who has my hearing. Matt must have heard the breaking glass and come to investigate. He knocks lightly and I call to him. He pokes his head inside my door.

“Why is Shanti’s head sitting on the hood of our SUV?” he asks.

Matt has on white shorts, no shirt or shoes. His well-muscled body is deeply tanned, his dark hair a mess from jumping up from sleep. But even though I just woke him up, his eyes are highly alert. How his eyes remind me of his father, Yaksha, the first and most powerful of all vampires. Matt is half vampire, half Telar, an immortal coin from his head to his toes.

Looking at him, mostly naked in the room’s dim light, I feel heat stir down below. Despite the circumstances, the lust does not surprise me. My attraction to him has been there from the start.

“She was the one. She was the spy,” I reply.

Matt steps into the room. “You’re sure?”

“She told a few lies, and when I confronted her . . .” I shrug. “She confessed who she was before I killed her.”

“What does this mean?” Matt asks. His question appears simple but it is multilayered. Like me, he wants to know if we’ve finally destroyed the demon. He’s also asking if Shanti’s death means the computer program that was planted on the Internet by the Cradle—a group of psychic children—is going to stop hunting us.

We have been on the run since we blew up the IIC’s headquarters and supposedly killed every member of the Cradle except for one, Ms. Cynthia Brutran’s five-year-old daughter, Jolie. The two are asleep three doors away. I can only assume they failed to hear the breaking glass.

“I’m not sure,” I say. “But at least with Shanti out of the way what we talk about will no longer be heard by those who are trying to kill us.”

Matt’s puzzled. “You were close to her. You miss nothing. How was she able to fool you for so long?”

The question stings.

“She played me. It’s no excuse, it’s just . . .” I pause, searching for the key to her deception. “She made me care for her.”

Matt glances out the motel door, at the trickle of blood that runs over the SUV hood from the base of her severed skull. “You weren’t alone. You know Seymour loved her. This is going to kill him.”

“Let’s not tell him until morning.”

“Fine.”

“I don’t want him to see her like this.”

Matt nods. “Don’t worry, I’ll take the body and bury it in the desert. No one will find it.”

“Thank you.”

Matt reaches down and lifts Shanti’s headless torso with one hand. The blood of Yaksha and my daughter, Kalika, flows through my veins, which makes me almost invincible. Yet I know Matt is stronger than me, although I’m not sure of the extent of his power. He’s reluctant to show it, even to me, but I don’t take offense. In this way we are alike: He has a hard time trusting people. That’s why his question continues to sting. I was the first one in the group to meet Shanti, and trust her.

“While I’m taking care of the body, go through her things,” Matt says. “You never know what you might find.”

“Good idea.” I had already planned to do that. “Are you sure you don’t want help?”

“It’s not necessary. I have a shovel in the trunk.”

“What made you bring a shovel?”

“Times like this.”

Matt stuffs the torso and head into several large-size garbage bags and walks off into the desert. He doesn’t take the SUV; he doesn’t need it. I feel a wave of relief as he disappears into the dark. Seymour’s a night owl. There’s always a chance he’s up, watching TV or reading. He could even be writing a new book. He once told me he seldom went a whole day without writing a few pages.

Shanti has a small suitcase in our motel room but a larger one in the back of the SUV. I find it interesting that she went out of her way to leave it in the vehicle. When I first open it, I’m disappointed. It’s stuffed with clothes, a few magazines, a pair of boots, running shoes, a watch, and a cell phone—devoid of any stored numbers.

Yet when I have finished emptying the suitcase on her bed, I notice a faint bulge on the interior of the lid, beneath the leather lining. Human eyes would never have noticed it. The area is sewn shut; indeed, it looks as if it has never been exposed since the day the suitcase was constructed. If I were to hide something, I think, and it were important to me, I would put it in exactly the same place.

I tear off the inner lining of the suitcase.

There’s a manila envelope inside. I open it with a swipe of my fingernail. Inside are two items: a business card and a photograph. The card lists the name of a lawyer: Michael Larson of Pointe, Wolf, and Larson, 1250 Avenue of the Americas, New York, New York. The card is made of high-quality paper, the printing is impeccable. It smells of money.

Written on the back of the card, with a dull pencil, is another New York phone number.

The photograph is of a middle-aged couple. The woman looks familiar, even though I’m certain I’ve never met her before. The couple sits smiling on a couch beside an open window that looks out on rolling grassland with a lake in the distance.

They appear to be a typical couple. The man has his arm around his wife. I’m certain they’re married. There’s an ease between them that only comes from having lived many years together. I see their love for each other in their eyes.

Looking out the window, behind them, I’m pretty sure I see a piece of land that belongs to North Carolina. The type of trees, the color of the lake, the way the green fields slope—I’ve visited the area before.

On a small end table, to the right of the couch where they sit, is a black-and-white photograph. The picture is handsomely framed but it was taken with a primitive camera. The print is grainy, the focus questionable. I suspect the photograph was snapped in the forties or fifties.

Once more, there’s a couple, although these two are younger and they’re standing on Ellis Island, near the foot of the Statue of Liberty. They’re not alone—a hundred people mill in the background. Most look weary and I can understand why. They have just crossed the Atlantic and arrived in the New World.

But the couple at the forefront of the group don’t look exhausted. On the contrary, they’re bursting with excitement to be standing on the doorstep of New York City. Studying their faces I can see all the hopes and dreams they have for their future. But I also see their joy is tempered with sorrow. Even if I didn’t know them, I’d still see the pain in their eyes.

But I do know them.

Their names are Harrah and Ralph Levine.

I met them during World War II, in Paris, and spent time with them in the most hellish place the modern age has ever known: Auschwitz, the concentration camp where over a million Jews were slaughtered. It was only because of Harrah and Ralph that I survived the camp.

Now I know why the woman on the couch looks familiar.

She’s the granddaughter of Harrah and Ralph.

I’m still staring at the photograph when Matt returns. I hand it over, along with the card, and tell him who the people in the pictures are. Matt listens closely and studies them with a penetrating gaze. I don’t bother to point out the numeric codes imprinted on Harrah’s and Ralph’s forearms. Matt misses nothing.

“How did you happen to become friends?” he asks when he hands back the picture.

“We worked together in Paris, with the French Resistance.”

“Did you stay in contact after the war?”

“Not exactly.” I pause. “We were all sent to Auschwitz.”

Matt is stunned. “You’re not telling me you were a prisoner?”

“I wasn’t a guest.”

“Sita, how could the Nazis contain you? I don’t understand.”

Those days are difficult for me to talk about.

“It’s a long story, an unbelievable story. Toward the end of the war, I decided to help the Allies defeat the Nazis. My reasons were complex—I’d just as soon not go into them now. But I never imagined for a moment that I’d be taken prisoner by a bunch of fanatical Germans. The idea was preposterous. But the Nazis—they had weapons I never imagined.”

“I’m not following you,” Matt says.

I shake my head. “It would take time to explain. And even if I do tell you everything, there’s a good chance you’ll think I made most of it up.”

Matt takes my hand. “Sita, come on. I know you’d never purposely lie to me.”

His fingers feel good wrapped around mine.

“There’s the rub,” I say. “I might lie to you and not know it.”

Matt stares at me, waiting for me to explain. My body trembles. I feel a sharp pain inside my head and a dull ache in my heart. Loss, I feel loss.

“Those were dark days, Matt. The darkest of my life. The Nazis did terrible things to me, unspeakable things. It got to the point where I didn’t know my own name. I don’t know how I escaped. But I do know if it hadn’t been for Harrah and Ralph, I wouldn’t have survived.”

“How exactly did they help you?” Matt asks.

His question is reasonable. How were mere mortals able to help a five-thousand-year-old vampire? I wish I could answer without sounding like a complete nut.

“The Veil of Veronica. Have you heard of it?” I ask.

“I’ve heard the stories, or I should say the myths. Isn’t it supposed to be a cloth that Christ wiped his face on when he was carrying the cross to Calvary?”

“Harrah called it Golgotha but I suppose the name doesn’t matter. It was where the crucifixion was supposed to have taken place. But Christ did not wipe his face on the cloth. It was the other way around. Veronica, the woman in the tales, dipped the cloth in water and wiped his brow. And an image of his face was immediately imprinted on the cloth.”

Matt considers. “From what I’ve read, it was fluids from portions of his face that stained the cloth. From his nose and his cheeks and his brow—the raised parts. The liquid contained just a small amount of blood. It was mostly sweat and lymph fluids. Only a rough outline of a face was created. There wasn’t supposed to be a clear picture.” He adds, “But I’m no expert on the matter.”

“The veil isn’t popular like the Shroud of Turin. Still, there are dozens of stories surrounding its history. These days, the Catholic Church avoids talking about it. But during the Middle Ages, for at least two hundred years, they had it on display in the Vatican. I saw it.”

“Did it have a face on it?” Matt asks.

“It had a face most people associate with early Christian paintings. The image was remarkably clear. It had three Vs on the bottom, all in a row. One from his beard, the others from his long, draped hair. I always found the symmetry curious. It didn’t fit the style of art that was popular at that time.”

“Why did the Vatican hide it away?”

“Some say it got stolen. Others say it was shown to be a fake. A few say it burned in a fire.”

Matt frowns. “But somehow, a thousand years after the Vatican lost it, your friends ended up with it.”

“Yes,” I say.

“How? And please don’t tell me it’s a long story.”

“It is, and I have a feeling I’m going to have to tell it to the others. So I might as well tell it all at once.”

“You’re stalling. You know Seymour’s not religious and Brutran is certainly not a regular churchgoer. They won’t have any interest in this veil.”

“They will when I explain why I had to kill Shanti.”

“You think she was going after it?”

“Why else would she have these pictures?”

“Because they’re pictures of people from your past.”

“That means nothing. I’m not in these pictures. What’s important is that these people saved me.”

“Using the veil?”

“Yes. But it’s not the way you think. You have to hear the whole story.” I pause. “Or as much of it as I can remember.”

Matt stares at me, his puzzlement growing. “Sita, you’re the same as me. You don’t forget anything.”

I squeeze his hand and lean over and give him a kiss. He reaches out to hug me in return, but I avoid his embrace by sitting back. All of a sudden I feel dirty, unclean. I fear to infect him. I stare down at the photo again.

“Maybe I’m afraid to remember,” I say.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2013

    Amazing!!!!!

    Finale???? I dont think so!!!!!

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 24, 2013

    6th BOOK COMING

    CHRISTOPHER PIKE SAYS THERE IS ONE MORE BOOK YAYYYYY

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 19, 2013

    Final (sadness) book of the Thirst series

    I love the series... n.n I can't believe this is the end of Alisa Perne... :/ still better love story than twilight... xP literally..anyway....good book..I HIGHLY recommend the series.... even if you're not into vampires you'll love it! I promise...I would say or your money back if you read these books you wouldn't return them xP....

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 22, 2013

    All I can say, is that this is an incredible series. One that de

    All I can say, is that this is an incredible series. One that deserves more than five stars. I have read the entire series, including this one, and would recommend it to practically anyone. It is simply fabulous. The chapters of Sita's story on these pages, but most definitely not in our hearts. Christopher Pike is definitely one of my all time favorite authors. I hope you enjoy this review, and take it into consideration. 

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 13, 2013

    I cant believe that there's still be 5th book, I collected the B

    I cant believe that there's still be 5th book, I collected the Book 1-4 and I'm so excited to get a copy of book 5! yey

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 3, 2013

    I Also Recommend:

    YES! YES! YES! YES! YES YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

    YES! YES! YES! YES! YES YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I"ve been waiting for this book for a long time. And now it's out!!! I've been a fan since thirst 1 and i nearly danced in a book store one i saw this (I really wanted to dance). Alisa Perne, to me, is the #1 vampire in history. She's ruthless, powerfeul, kind, down to earth, and she can kick major butt. Forget Edward, he can just stay standing sparkling in the sunlight while Alisa kills him.

    The series have been full of action, a little romance, and suspence. The Thirst series is my 2nd favorite series. The 1st one being the Gone series. Alisa is different from other vampires. That's what makes her so special. All other vampire novels (except The Immortal Rules) are maily a hot girl or guy who the main character fall is love and later finds out he or she is a vampire. Alisa? No. She tells you that she is a vampire in the first book, Thirst 1. And she doesn't act all "Oh no I'm the only vampire left in the world and I cannot love you because I may kill you." She is nothing like that. Here is my list of favorite vampires. #1) Alisa Perne. #2) Allison Sekemoto (The Immortal Rules) #3) Schuyler Van Allen (Blue Bloods series) The Thirst series are an action pack suspenful series that will leave you breathless. Buy this book. I'm serious. But it.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 17, 2013

    Awesome!!!!!

    I have read all 5 books and loved loved loved them... its so full of action adventure mystery love...everything i love in a book. I recommend reading all of them though before reading this one.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 9, 2013

    I was just bored one day and closed my eyes and pulled Thirst of

    I was just bored one day and closed my eyes and pulled Thirst off the shelf at Barnes & Noble and I couldn't put it down once I started. I was telling a friend about them and I let him borrow the books and now we have debates about all 5 of the books. We both agree that this can't be the end!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 17, 2013

    Was thinking there wasn't going to be another book after the las

    Was thinking there wasn't going to be another book after the last one. Amazing story, crazy things happening.
    I do believe there is going to be another after this. The story of Mike and his prophecy of destroying history for the love a witch has yet to be told.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 1, 2014

    Love!

    This is a great book. I'm surprised that the author can still keep this series suspenseful, since by this point most authors lose inspiraion. Although J. K? Rowling wrote a great Harry Potter series which was 7 books. Anyways this is a great book. Stupid cliffhanger!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 24, 2013

    Can somebdy lend this 2 me.

    I really want 2 read yhis book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 29, 2013

    Jellybean

    This was the best series EVER!!! ^-^

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 9, 2013

    The last vampire

    Sita oh sita, your story is so amazing. I love reading every word of your life. The story is so well written, cant wait for book number six.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 23, 2013

    Sooooo good!

    Aside from the fact that I HATE history this bookis amazing! Everyone should read this series. So fun, so much drama and suspese, I never know what to expect amd can always count on an all nighter because I just can't put it down! Definitely recommend it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 1, 2013

    There is just no way...

    I cant believe its the last one!! I honestly think that a sixth one could be made. The ending isnt final, it leaves us on a cliff hanger so in my mind i think anither is coming. I could just die if this is how the series ends for good!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 25, 2013

    Sad

    I loved the books from the beginning an im so sad to see the awesome charactors go i was suprised when i saw this book cause i thought the 4rth one was the last one. Go christipher pike for creating this truly wonderful series

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