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.
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Welcome to Morganville. You'll never want to leave.
So, you're 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:
Yeah, we said vampires. Deal with it.
As a human newcomer, you'll 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, you'll pay taxes…; just like in any other town. Of course, in most other towns, those taxes don't get collected at the blood bank.
Oh, and if you decide not to get a Protector, you can do that, too…; but you'd 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. You'll never want to leave.
And even if you do…; well, you can't.
Sorry about that.
Eve Rosser's 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 didn't 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 wasn't 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. She'd 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.
The screaming dissolved into excited little yips, and Eve stopped randomly bouncing around. Instead, she bounced directly at them, waving a piece of paper with so much enthusiasm that Claire was lucky to be able to tell it was a piece of paper.
"You know," Shane said in an entirely too-calm voice, "I kind of miss the old Morganville, when it was all scary monsters and dodging death. This would never have happened in the old Morganville. Too silly."
Claire snorted, reached out, and grabbed Eve's flailing wrists. "Eve! What?"
Eve stopped bouncing and grabbed Claire's hands, crushing the paper in the process. From the jittery pulse of her muscles, she still wanted to jump, but she was making a great effort not to. She tried to say something, but she just couldn't. It came out as a squeal that only a dolphin would have been able to interpret.
Claire sighed and took the paper from Eve's hand, smoothed it out, and read it aloud. "Dear Eve," she began. "Thank you for auditioning for our production of A Streetcar Named Desire. We are very pleased to offer you the role of Blanche DuBois—"
She was interrupted by more bouncing and screaming. Defeated, Claire read the rest silently and handed it on to Shane.
"Wow," he said. "So, that's the town production, right? The annual?"
"I've been auditioning forever," Eve blurted out, dark eyes as wide as an animé character's. "I mean, forever. Since I was twelve. Best I ever got was one of the Russian dancers for the Christmas performance of The Nutcracker."
"You?" Shane said. "You dance?"
Eve looked offended. "You've been to parties with me. You know I dance, jackass."
"Hey, there's a difference between shaking your ass at a rave and ballet."
Eve leveled a black-nailed finger in his direction. "I'll have you know I was good on pointe, and, anyway, that isn't the issue. I got the part of Blanche. In Streetcar. Do you know how wicked huge that is?"
"Congratulations," Shane said. He actually sounded like he meant it, to Claire's ears at least, and she was pretty sure he really did. He and Eve yanked each other's chains hard enough to leave marks, but they really did care. Of course, Shane was a guy, and he couldn't leave it at that, so he continued. "Maybe I should go out for it. If they picked you, they'll love my Marlon Brando impression."
"Honey, nobody likes your Brando. He sounds like your Adam Sandler. Which is also terrible, by the way." Eve was calming down, but she was smiling like a lunatic, and Claire could tell she was on the trembling verge of another jumping fit—which was okay, really. Eve excited was quite a show. "Oh my God, I've got to find out about rehearsals.…;"
"Page two," Claire said, and pointed at the paper. On the back was a neatly printed schedule of what looked like an awful lot of dates and times. "Wow, they're really working it, aren't they?"
"Of course they are," Eve said absently. "The whole town turns out for—oh, damn, I'm going to have to call my boss. I'm going to have to switch shifts for some of these.…;"
She hustled off, frowning at the paper, and Claire sighed and leaned her back against one wall of the hallway while Shane took the other. He raised his eyebrows. She did, too.
"Is it really that big a deal?" she asked him.
Shane shrugged. "Depends," he said. "Everybody does go, even most of the vampires. They like a good play, although they're usually not so hot on the musicals."
"Musicals," she repeated blankly. "Like what? Phantom of the Opera?"
"Last one I saw was Annie Get Your Gun. Hey, if they'd put on Rocky Horror Picture Show, I'd definitely go, but somehow I don't think they'd have the guts."
"You don't like musicals? Unless they involve transvestites and chain saws?"
Shane pointed both thumbs back toward his chest. "Guy? In case you forgot."
That made Claire smile and tingle in deep, secret places. "I remember," she said, as indifferently as she could, which was not very. "And I'm changing the subject, because I need to get to work." A glance at the window told her that it was an ice-cold spring afternoon, with the freezing Texas wind whipping old leaves down the street in miniature tornadoes. "And so do you, soon."
Shane pushed off and crossed the distance fast, pinning her in place with his hands flat against the wall on either side of her. Then he bent his elbows and leaned in and kissed her. The warmth spread from his lips to hers, then out in a rushing summer heat that moved over her entire body in a wave, and left her feeling as if she were glowing inside.
It went on a long time, that kiss. She finally put her palms flat against his chest with a wordless (and mostly weak) sound of pleading.
Shane backed off. "Sorry. I just needed something to get me through another eight hours of the exciting world of food service." He was working at Bryan's Barbecue, which wasn't a bad gig as jobs in Morganville went. He got all the barbecue he wanted, which meant a lot of free brisket and ham and sausage for the rest of them when he carted home a goody bag. The job also brought decent money, according to Shane, and as a plus, he got to use a sharp knife most of the day, carving meats. Apparently that was cool. He and some of the other guys practiced throwing them at targets in the back when the boss wasn't looking.
Claire kissed him on the nose. "Bring home some brisket," she said. "And some of that sauce. I've had enough chili dogs this week to last me a lifetime."
"Hey, my chili dogs are the best in town."
"It's a really small town."
"Harsh," he said, but he was smiling. The smile faded as he said very seriously, "You be careful."
"I will," she promised.
Shane played with knives, but she had the dangerous job.
She worked with vampires.
Claire's job was lab assistant to a vampire mad scientist, which never made sense when she thought of it that way, but it was still accurate. She hadn't meant to become Igor to Myrnin's Frankenstein, but she supposed at least it was a paying, steady job.
Plus, she learned a lot, which meant more to her than the money.
She'd been on job leave, with permission, for a couple of months while the vampires got themselves back together and fixed the damage that had been done—at least the physical damage—by the tornado that ripped through town. Or by the vampire war that had burned down part of it. Or by the rioting by the human population, which had left some scars. Come to think of it, the construction was going pretty well, all things considered. So she hadn't been to the lab for a while—today was, in Myrnin's words from his note, the "grand reopening." Although how you had a grand reopening of a hidden lair beneath a tumbledown shack, Claire had no idea. Was there cake?
The alley next to the Day House—a virtually identical twin to the Glass House where Claire lived, only with different curtains and nicer porch furniture—looked the same. The Day House was a shining white Victorian structure, and the alley was narrow, dark, and seemed to get narrower as you went along, like a funnel.
Or a throat. Ugh. She wished she hadn't thought of that.
The shack at the end of the alley—a leaning, faded wreck, tired and abandoned—didn't look any different, although there was a shiny new lock on the door. Claire sighed. Myrnin had forgotten to give her a key, of course. That didn't present much of a problem, though; she tested a couple of boards and found one that easily slid aside enough for her to crawl through.
Typical Myrnin planning.
Inside, most of the space was taken up by a set of stairs that went down, like a subway station. There was a bright glow coming up from it.
"There'd better be cake," she said, mostly to herself, and hitched her backpack higher on her shoulder as she headed down into the lab.
The last time she'd been here, it had been totally destroyed, with hardly a stick of furniture or a piece of glass left intact. Someone—most likely Myrnin himself—had gotten busy with a broom and maybe a dump truck to sweep out the mounds of shattered glass, scrapped lab equipment, broken furniture, and (worst of all, to Claire's mind) ravaged books. The place had always had a mad scientist–meets–Jules Verne flair to it, but now it really did—in a totally good way. There were new worktables, many of them wood and marble, and a few shiny metal ones. New electric lights had been installed to replace the odd collection of oil lamps, candles, and bulbs that Thomas Edison might have wired together; now they had indirect lighting behind elegant fan-shaped shields. Modern, but retro-cool.
The floor was still old flagstone, but the hole Myrnin had punched in it the last time she'd been here had also been repaired, or at least covered with a rug. She hoped there was something under the rug, but with Myrnin, you really could never tell. She made a mental note to poke it before she stepped on it.
Myrnin himself was shelving things in a new bookcase that must have been ten feet tall, at least. It came with its own little rolling ladder—no, as Claire looked around, she realized that the entire room was surrounded by the same tall bookcases, and the ladder was on a metal rail so it could slide all around. Neat. "Ah," her boss said, and looked down at her through the little square antique glasses perched on the end of his long, straight nose. "You're late." He was five feet up in the air, on the top step of the ladder, but he hopped off as if it were pretty much nothing, landed light as a cat on his feet, and straightened his vest with an absentminded little tug.
Myrnin wasn't especially tall, but he was just…; strangely cool. Long, curling, lush black hair that fell to his shoulders. His face was vampire-pale, but it suited him, somehow, and he had the kind of sharp features that would have made him a star if he'd wanted to be in the movies. Big, expressive dark eyes and full lips. Definitely cover-model material.
If the lab was neater, so was Myrnin. He was still favoring old-timey clothes, so the coat was black velvet, and flared out and down to his knees. The ensemble also included a white shirt, bright blue vest, a pocket watch chain gleaming against the tight black satin pants, and…;
Claire found herself staring at his feet, which were in bunny slippers.
Myrnin looked down. "What?" he asked. "They're quite comfortable." He lifted one to look at it, and the ears wobbled in the air.
"Of course they are," she said. Just when she thought Myrnin was getting his mental act together, he'd do something like that. Or maybe he was just messing with her. He liked to do that, and his dark eyes were fixed on her now, assessing just how weirded-out she was.
Which, on the grand scale of zero to Myrnin, wasn't much.
"I like a good bunny slipper. I'm surprised you didn't get the ones with fangs," she said, and scanned the room. "Wow, the place looks fantastic."
Myrnin's eyes brightened. "They have some with fangs? Excellent." He got a faraway look for a moment, then snapped back to the here and now. "Thank you. I've had quite a time ordering all the instruments and alembics I need, but did you know that you can find almost anything on the new computer network, the Interweb? I was quite amazed."
Myrnin hadn't paid much attention to the past hundred years or so. Claire wasn't too surprised he'd discovered the Internet, though. Wait until he finds the porn. That would be a very uncomfortable conversation. "Yeah, it's great; we like it a lot," she said. "So, you said you needed me today…;"
"Yes, yes, of course," he said, and walked over to one of the tidy lab tables, one laden with boxes and wooden chests. "I need you to go through these, please, and see what we can use here."
"What's in them?"
"No idea," he said as he sorted through a stack of ancient-looking envelopes. "They're mine. Well, I think they are. They might have once belonged to someone named Klaus, but that's another story, and one you don't need to worry about just now. Go through them and see if there's anything useful. If not, you can throw it all away."
He didn't seem to care one way or another, which was another odd mood swing from him. Claire almost preferred the old Myrnin, when the illness he (and the other vampires) suffered from had made him genuinely loony, and desperate to regain control of himself. This version of Myrnin was both more in control, and less predictable. Not violent or angry, just—never quite where she expected him to be. For instance, Myrnin had always struck her as a keeper, not a tosser. He was sentimental, mostly—more than a lot of the other vamps—and he seemed to really enjoy having his things around him.
So what was this sudden impulse for spring cleaning?
Claire dumped her battered canvas backpack in a chair and found a knife to slide through the ropes that held the first box closed. She immediately sneezed, because even the rope was dusty. It was a good thing she took the time to grab a tissue and blow her nose, because as she was doing that, a fat, black spider crawled out from under the cardboard flap and began to scuttle down the side of the box.
Claire gave out a little scream and jumped back. In the next fast heartbeat, Myrnin was there, bending over the table, examining the spider with his face only inches from it. "It's only a hunting spider," he said. "It won't hurt you."
"So not the point!"
"Oh, pish. It's just another living creature," Myrnin said, and put his hand out. The spider waved its front legs uncertainly, then carefully stepped up on his pale fingers. "Nothing to be frightened of, if handled properly." He lightly stroked the furry back of the thing, and Claire nearly passed out. "I think I'll call him Bob. Bob the spider."
Myrnin glanced up and smiled, dimples forming in his face. It should have looked cute, but his smiles were never that simple. This one carried hints of darkness and arrogance. "But I thought that was part of my charm," he said, and lifted Bob the spider carefully to take him off to another part of the lab. Claire didn't care what he did with the thing, as long as he didn't wear it as an earring or a hat or something.
Not that she'd put that past him.
She was very careful as she folded back the old cardboard. No relatives of Bob appeared, at least. The contents of the box were a tangle of confusion, and it took her time to sort out the pieces. There were balls of ancient twine, some coming undone in stiff spirals; a handful of what looked like very old lace, with gold edging; two carved, yellowing elephants, maybe ivory.
The next layer was paper—loose paper made stiff and brittle and dark with age. The writing on the pages was beautiful, precise, and very dense, but it wasn't Myrnin's hand; she knew how he wrote, and it was far messier than this. She began reading the first paper.
My dear friend, I have been in New York for some years now, and missing you greatly. I know that you were angry with me in Prague, and I do not blame you for it. I was hasty and unwise in my dealings with my father, but I honestly do believe that he left me little choice. So, dear Myrnin, I beg you, undertake a journey and come to visit. I know travel no longer agrees with you, but I think if I spend another year alone, I will give up entirely. I would call it a great favor if you would visit.
It was signed, with an ornate flourish, Amelie. As in, Amelie, Founder of Morganville, and Claire's ultimate—although she didn't like to think of it this way—boss/owner.
Before Claire could open her mouth to ask, Myrnin's cool white fingers reached over her shoulder and plucked the page neatly from her hand. "I said determine if we can use these things, not read my private mail," he said.
"Hey—was that why you came to America? Because she wrote to you?"
Myrnin looked down at the paper for a moment, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it in a large plastic trash bin against the wall. "No," he said. "I didn't come when she asked me. I came when I had to."
"When was that?" Claire didn't bother to protest how unfair it was that he wanted her to not read things to figure out if they needed them. Or that since he'd kept the letter all this time, he should think before throwing it away.
She just reached for the next loose page in the box.
"I arrived about five years after she wrote to me," Myrnin said. "In other words, too late."
"Too late for what?"
"Are you simply going to badger me with personal questions, or are you planning to do what I told you to do?"
"Doing it," Claire pointed out. Myrnin was irritated, but that didn't bother her, not anymore. She didn't take anything he said personally. "And I do have the right to ask questions, don't I?"
"Why? Because you put up with me?" He waved his hand before she could respond. "Yes, yes, all right. Amelie was in a bad way in those days—she had lost everything, you see, and it's hard for us to start over and over and over. Eternal youth doesn't mean you don't get tired of the constant struggles. So…; by the time she wrote to me again, she had done something quite insane."
He made a vague gesture around him. "Look around you."
Claire did. "Um…; the lab?"
"She bought the land and began construction on the town of Morganville. It was meant to be a refuge for our people, a place we could live openly." He sighed. "Amelie is quite stubborn. By the time I arrived to tell her it was a fool's errand, she was already committed to the experiment. All I could do was mitigate the worst of it, so that she wouldn't get us all slaughtered."
Claire had forgotten all about the box (and even Bob the spider), so focused was she on Myrnin's voice, but when he paused, she remembered, and reached in again to pull out an ornate gold hand mirror. It was definitely girly, and besides, the glass was shattered in the middle, only a few silvery pieces still remaining. "Trash?" she asked, and held it up. Myrnin plucked it out of her hand and set it aside.
"Most definitely not," he said. "It was my mother's."
Claire blinked. "You had a—" Myrnin's wide stare challenged her to just try to finish that sentence, and she surrendered. "Wow, okay. What was she like? Your mother?"
"Evil," he said. "I keep this to keep her spirit away."
That made…; about as much sense as most things Myrnin said, so Claire let it go. As she rummaged through the stuff in the box—mostly more papers, but a few interesting trinkets—she said, "So, are you looking for something in particular, or just looking?"
"Just looking," he said, but she knew that tone in his voice, and he was lying. The question was, was he lying for a reason, or just for fun? Because with Myrnin, it could go either way.
Claire's fingers closed on something small—a delicate gold chain. She pulled, and slowly, a necklace came out of the mess of paper, and spun slowly in the light. It was a locket, and inside was a small, precise portrait of a Victorian-style young woman. There was a lock of hair woven into a tiny braid around the edges, under the glass.
Claire rubbed the old glass surface with her thumb, frowning, and then recognized the face staring back at her. "Hey! That's Ada!"
Myrnin grabbed the necklace, stared for a moment at the portrait, and then closed his eyes. "I thought I'd lost this," he said. "Or perhaps I never had it in the first place. But here she is, after all."
And just like that, Ada flickered into being across the room. She wasn't alive, not anymore. Ada was a two-dimensional image, a kind of projection, from the weird steampunk computer located beneath Myrnin's lab; that computer was the actual Ada, including parts of the original girl. Ada's image still wore Victorian skirts and a high-h-necked blouse, and her hair was up in a complicated bun, leaving wisps around her face. She didn't look quite right—more like a really good computer generation of a person than a person. "My picture," she said. Her voice was weirdly electronic because it used whatever speakers were around; Claire's phone became part of the surround sound experience, which was so creepy that she automatically reached down and switched it off.
Ada sent her a dark look as the ghost swept through things in her way—tables, chairs, lights.
"Yes," Myrnin said, as calmly as if he spoke to electronic ghosts every day—which, in fact, he did. "I thought I'd lost it. Would you like to see it?"
Ada stopped, and her image floated in the air in the middle of an open expanse of the floor without casting a shadow. "No," she said. Without Claire's phone adding to the mix, her voice came out of an ancient radio speaker in the back of the lab, faint and scratchy. "No need. I remember the day I gave it to you."
"So do I." Myrnin's voice remained quiet, and Claire couldn't honestly tell if what they were talking about was a good memory, or a bad one.
"Why were you looking for it?"
"I wasn't." That, Claire was almost sure, was another lie. "Ada, I asked you to please stop coming here, except when I call you. What if I'd had other visitors?"
Ada's delicate, not-quite-living face twisted into an expression of contempt. "Who would visit you?"
"An excellent point." His tone cooled and hardened and took on edges. "I don't want you coming here unless I call you. Are we understood, or do I have to come and alter your programming? You won't thank me for it."
She glared at him with eyes made of static and ice, and finally turned—a two-dimensional turn, like a cardboard cutout—and flashed at top speed through the solid wall.
Myrnin let out a slow breath.
"What the heck was that?" Claire asked. Ada creeped her out, and besides, Ada really didn't like her. Claire was, in some sense, a rival for Myrnin's attention, and Ada…;
Ada was kind of in love with him.
Myrnin looked down at the necklace and the portrait lying flat in his palm. For a moment, he didn't say anything, and Claire honestly thought he wouldn't bother. Then, without looking up, he said, "I did care for her, you know." She thought he was saying it to himself more than to her. "Ada wanted me to turn her, and I did. She was with me for almost a hundred years before…;"
Before he snapped one day, Claire thought. And Ada died before he could stop himself. Myrnin had told her the first day she'd met him that he was dangerous to be around, and that he'd gone through a lot of assistants.
Ada had been the first one he'd killed.
"It wasn't your fault," Claire heard herself saying. "You were sick."
Myrnin's shoulders moved just a little, up and down—a shrug, a very small one. "It's an explanation, not an excuse," he said, and looked up at her. She was a little startled by what she saw—he almost looked, well, human.
And then it was gone. He straightened, slid the necklace into the pocket of his vest, and nodded toward the box. "Continue," he said. "There may yet be something more useful than sentimental nonsense in there."
Ouch. She didn't even like Ada, and that still stung. She hoped the computer—the computer that held Ada's still-sort-of-living brain—wasn't listening.
The afternoon passed. Claire learned to scan the sheets of paper instead of read them; mostly, they were just letters, an archive of Myrnin's friendship with people long gone, or vampires still around. A lot were from Amelie, over the years—interesting, but it was all still history, and history equaled boring.
It wasn't until she was almost to the bottom of the second box that she found something she didn't recognize. She picked up the odd-shaped thing—sculpture?—and sat it on her palm. It was metal, but it was surprisingly light. Kind of a faintly rusty sheen, but it definitely wasn't iron. It was etched with symbols, some of which she recognized as alchemical. "What's this?"
Before the words were out of her mouth, her palm was empty, Myrnin was across the room, and he was turning the weird little object over and over in his hands, fingers gliding over every angle and trembling on the outlined symbols. "Yes," he whispered, and then louder, "Yes!" He bounced in place, for all the world like Eve with her Blanche DuBois note, and stopped to wave the thing at Claire. "You see?"
"Sure," she said. "What is it?"
His lips parted, and for a second she thought he was going to tell her, but then some crafty little light came into his eyes, and he closed his hand around the sharp outlines of the thing. "Nothing," he purred. "Pray continue. I'll be—over here." He moved to an area of the lab where he had a reading corner with a big leather armchair and a stained-glass lamp. He carefully moved the chair so its back was toward her, and plunked himself down with his bunny-slippered feet up on a hassock to examine his find.
"Freak," she sighed.
"I heard that!"
"Good." Claire sawed through the ropes on the next-to-last box.
Excerpted from "Fade Out"
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Welcome back to Morganville. A small town in Texas ruled by vampires. Last book we witnessed how violent and inhumane other vampires were a.k.a Bishop and his crew compared to our resident vamps leade by Oliver, Myrnin and our founder Amelie. It was after after Bishop's final demise, I ws afraid that our little town won't be as interesting after all that thrill and chaos. I am so glad that did not happen. Book 7, Fade Out introduce us to new characters/villains. Morley a stench-y (probably germ friendly), demented vampire threatened to kill our Claire, Shane, Eve, Michael and Amelie by late Sam Glass' tomb. That was of course at the beginning. Soon we met Kimberlie Magness goth girl like Eve, a fellow cast member of the upcoming theater production but that's all they have in common. Claire hated her with conviction. I've never seem her so jealous, made her all human and less perfect which I like. She did why she doesn't like her. After finding evidence that Kim is a huge threat to Morganville and the vampires inhibiting it. Kim is indeed a b*tch in all accounts and karma came running towards her. And then there's Ada. The vampire 2d computer brain that protects what lies in Morganville. It was a real crazy twist but nothing that you can't see coming. I guess it's inevitable to be exposed, I just never see it coming. What crazy stuffs are going to happen next? The ending as usual left me to speculate again. Will Claire and the gang find a loop hole on the deal that she made with Morley? Will Shane and Claire do it? Is it soon? (oh c'mon, don't tell me you're not waiting), now that they were given a title, what responsibilities and perks does that entails? Love the book, especially love the cover. Very catchy don't you think? Claire matured and is becoming tough. Yey for that. Myrnin continued to be my favorite vampire in this book. His lack of concern (at most situation that are not dire) and sarcastic comments and bunny ear slippers are amusing but I am really concern about Amelie. A mourning leader is a bad sign, I get that she's still vicious and she proved her strength when she confronted her 2nd in command but still, she can't let her guard down, especially when there is Oliver whose been wanting to take over the town ever since he got there, humans that looks like they are about to start a rebellion and some nasty new vampires.
Once I started this series I couldn't stop.Everytime I picked up one of these books they would be finished the same day.Rachel Caine is one of my favorite authors, the characters she creates are perfect for each story.If you want a book with action,love, and characters you'll never forget, then this is one of those great series that will keep you one your toes.All in all, one of the best series I have read sp far.
I love this book! I love the way it's written. I have read this series twice and still love it(that does not happen offten)! What i love most about this book is when you feel sorry for Shane and Claire but also want to burry your head in a pillow and laugh 'till you cry.
This book is great its everything that I expected from the book and more. But at the same time I was a little disappointed because of how it ended. (It just ended!!) Like I was confused that I had to read it 2 times to make sure I didn't miss some pages. there Is a major build up and than just.... flat. But the epilogue was amazing. Oliver is all in this book and come on who doesn't love some Oliver Hes the most likable Villain I have ever met. You hate, love, fear, and cheer for him at the same time.
I must say this series was something different than what I usually read...I love how its particular and unique in that way. Many people have written about Vampires and junk and many of them can just suck but this series just made me want more and more and in less than a week I finished the whole series. I can't wait for the next book to come out.
Im a big fan of anyting vampire and love the stores,characters in this series. I get a good story line and characters that continue through each book. I read a lot of novels in the adult section of this venue and somtimes get overwealmed by to much intense sexual content. The story somtimes gets lots. This series is all about the characters and the story line. I can't wait for the next book in the series.
Rachel Caine never ceases to amaze me. After Carpe Corpus ended I honestly thought she should have stopped there with her Morganville adventures. I thought she had left a nice end to it and that writing another book would ruin it, but I was way off. Fade Out is a great continuation of the series and it left me mesmerized. I could not put it down! This book is great and you should read the rest. (I would write a little about the book, but with it being the 7th in the series, for those you haven't read the others, it would be a huge spoiler, so I'm not going to write one.)
I Love this book series I just can't stop re-reading Morganville Vampire books its a really amazing Vampire world to fall into and the Characters are very realistic it's just a great story if you like alot of action you will love these books then.
I started this series over the summer and once i started i couldnt stop! This is the best series i ever read, The Twilight Series were amazing books but i think this series might be better! The writing is fantastic! I literally cant wait for Fade Out i know its gonna be good..i wonder what the next adventure will be :)
Things are mostly quiet in Morganville, a very suspicious state of affairs, so Claire and the gang have to deal with Amelie mourning Sam, almost to the point of her death, and Claire has to cope with Ada going insane and trying to kill her.Fun times!
Clair has lived in Morganville for sometime now. For once everything is calm and quite. Clair can finally do her school work along with her vampire studies Myrin is making her do. Eve (her best friend) has made a play in Morganville and has met a new friend named Kim. Kim is a jerk who has a secret. A big secret that could make things really bad for te people that live in Morganville and expecialy the Morganville vampires. Kim has also gone missing. Will they find her? Whats the big secret and can they get rid of it before it gets out? Will they save morganville?
The seventh installment of The Morganville Vampires, Fade Out, was no disappointment- It brought fast paced, entertaining action to this little town in Texas once again. I won't dive into a super long review like I usually do, I think most of you that would be interested in reading this have read the first six books- and if you liked all of those- you will love this one.Since my favorite character no longer appears in the books, I think I will settle for Michael being my new favorite- Myrnin coming in a close second. Something about his bipolar, serial killer, fanged bunny slipper-ness. (Yes, he rocks fanged bunny slippers! I love it!) Myrnin was great in this novel, probably the most involved character.The first half of this book was relatively weak and a bit slow for me, but when I got to about page 100, it started getting really good. This is when all the real action started and I couldn't put the book down. Let me give you a quick run down, since I haven't done a good job of that so far:"Fade Out" finds Amelie mourning the loss of her one true love and dealing with a city that is going through a period of rebellion. As she has not been herself lately humans and vampires alike are ravishing the streets doing outrageous things. Humans are slaying vampires and vampires are threatening Amelie's control. This needs to be stopped and Morganville needs to be returned to its once "peaceful" state.So many relationships are being challenged in this book. We have Michael's relationship with his three friends being tested, as well as his more intimate relationship with Eve being rocked about. (I hope their relationship doesn't last, Eve isn't one of my favorite characters...) Eve is having trouble dealing with the fact that her honey is a vampire, and Michael is having trouble riding that thin line between being apart of the vampire community and being a friend to Shane, Claire and Eve. Hmm... who else is having relationship issues? Claire finds herself drowning in a pool of jealousy when one of Shane's ex-hook ups strolls into her life. It is really hard to deal with your own jealousy when a jealous computer (Ada!) is trying to slaughter you... with massive spiders, nonetheless. But who wouldn't want crazy Myrnin all to herself?Didn't I say I wouldn't do a super long review? Gosh, I'm such a liar. Haha. I do like this series, but it isn't one of my favorites. These are good quick reads- I need a good quick read sometimes when my schedule is busy. (Finishing a book always makes me feel more productive. And believe me, you won't have trouble finishing this one!) I look forward to the next book in the series- I hope that Michael plays a bigger role. It was wonderful having Myrnin play such an involved role in this book... Michael's turn, please? Hehe..
About~ In Morganville, Texas, someone is always watching. Without the evil Bishop ruling over the town of Morganville, life has changed-dramatically. 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-almost. Now Claire can actually concentrate on her studies, and her friend Eve joins the local theater company. Yet when one of Eve¿s cast mates goes missing after starting work on a short documentary, Eve suspects the worst. As she and Claire investigate, they soon realize that not only is the subject of the film are the vampires themselves, but that this project is a whole lot bigger-and way more dangerous-than anyone suspected.My Review~ The Morganville Vampire Series keeps getting better and better. Every time I think I got it all figured out, Rachel Caine keeps getting me by surprise. The Morganville Vampire Series is not like any other vampire series out there. Non-stop action, love, and drinking blood (yes, I know that rhymes). In other vampire books, there¿s always a human who falls in love with a vampire, but in Morganville, most vampires are bad. I really, really recommend this series to be on your reading pile. You will love it form the first sentence.Plot: 5/5Characters: 5/5Ending: 5/5Cover Art: 4/5Other Books in the Series: Glass Houses, The Dead Girls¿ Dance, Midnight Alley, Feast of Fools, Lord of Misrule, Carpe Corpus
Getting a new Morganville Vampire installment is like getting your birthday and Christmas presents all at once. Its a treat that doesn't come along nearly as often as you crave. That said, each book is intense and well written. The books have always been disappointingly short in legnth, but Rachel Caine packs each page. There are no fillers in this series. I really wondered about "Fade Out" because when we last left our Glass House inhabitants, they had just helped boot evil vampire Bishop from his reign of terror over the town. Bishop's daughter Amalie was restored to power and Claire helped find a cure for the disease plaguing the vamp population. "Carpe Corpus" tied up the previous storylines in a pretty bow. Apparently life in a vampire-run town with limited access to the rest of the world can't stay calm for long. This story has the four friends trying to figure out who has planted a ton of cameras around town, and in private residences, hoping to unveil the vampire town to the world. Add in some drama between Eve and Michael, and a showdown with Ada, the computer/human hybred, and tons of my favorite Mernin and this was another surefire Morganville tale. If you can't tell by my lush praise, this is my absolute favorite series right now...adult or YA. Keep them coming Rachel Caine! I will also mention that I do also enjoy Caine's Weather Warden series...so pick both of them up starting with the first in each series if you haven't already.
Welcome back to Morganville. A small town in Texas ruled by vampires. Last book we witnessed how violent and inhumane other vampires were a.k.a Bishop and his crew compared to our resident vamps leade by Oliver, Myrnin and our founder Amelie. It was after after Bishop's final demise, I ws afraid that our little town won't be as interesting after all that thrill and chaos. I am so glad that did not happen. Book 8, Fade Out introduce us to new characters/villains. Morley a stench-y (probably germ friendly), demented vampire threatened to kill our Claire, Shane, Eve, Michael and Amelie by late Sam Glass' tomb. That was of course at the beginning. Soon we met Kimberlie Magness goth girl like Eve, a fellow cast member of the upcoming theater production but that's all they have in common. Claire hated her with conviction. I've never seem her so jealous, made her all human and less perfect which I like. She did why she doesn't like her. After finding evidence that Kim is a huge threat to Morganville and the vampires inhibiting it. Kim is indeed a b*tch in all accounts and karma came running towards her. And then there's Ada. The vampire 2d computer brain that protects what lies in Morganville. It was a real crazy twist but nothing that you can't see coming. I guess it's inevitable to be exposed, I just never see it coming. What crazy stuffs are going to happen next? The ending as usual left me to speculate again. Will Claire and the gang find a loop hole on the deal that she made with Morley? Will Shane and Claire do it? Is it soon? (oh c'mon, don't tell me you're not waiting), now that they were given a title, what responsibilities and perks does that entails? Love the book, especially love the cover. Very catchy don't you think?Claire matured and is becoming tough. Yey for that. Myrnin continued to be my favorite vampire in this book. His lack of concern (at most situation that are not dire) and sarcastic comments and bunny ear slippers are amusing but I am really concern about Amelie. A mourning leader is a bad sign, I get that she's still vicious and she proved her strength when she confronted her 2nd in command but still, she can't let her guard down, especially when there is Oliver whose been wanting to take over the town ever since he got there, humans that looks like they are about to start a rebellion and some nasty new vampires.
Fade Out is the 7th round in the Morganville Vampires series and it never cease to amaze. I'll be honest with you, I was kind of scared the story would get old with Bishop gone and most enemies under control but I was wrong! Caine surprised us with a brand new twist in the Morganville saga, and I never saw it coming. I find myself craving for the next book, impatient to know what Caine's got up her sleeve.I find it hard to resume the plot of that book without giving spoilers so I will refrain from doing it, but you have to know there is one new character introduced in the series. Kim, another goth girl in town, plays in the city's last production with Eve, and she's hiding more then anyone suspects.Kim is very popular, loved by everyone but Claire can't stand the sight (or thought) of her. Does it have to do with the fact that she dated Shane in the past?Our favorite vampires are indeed at the rendez-vous with more suspense and originality, and Mirnin really stole my heart in that instalment. I love his craziness, corkiness and uniqueness. The guy wears 17th century clothing with fanged-bunny slippers. Do I need to say more?Ada will also play a bigger part this time, for better or for worst!If you haven't picked that series yet, it is a great vampire series that detach from the vampire romance stream. Vampires aren't "vegetarian", nice or sexy (ok Michael is...), they are dangerous, vicious and can't be trusted. They will scare you, imprison you and tax you (in blood indeed).Welcome to Morganville!
Same as the other novels in the Morganville Vampire series by Rachel Caine, this book kept me riveted to its pages so thoroughly that I finished it in one sitting. It just keeps getting better with every new volume, and Rachel Caine never ceases to surprise her readers with gut-wrenching plot twists at every turn. Fade Out did not disappoint! Anyone who enjoys the paranormal fiction genre will enjoy this treat of a series.
For people who have not read the series I feel this book almost has a fresh start it doesn¿t really bring up to much of previous books to effect someone just starting now to just jump right into this book (though I recommend you read the others). It just seems like a fresh start to the series, new opportunities for this series to keep going on. Claire is a trouble magnet. Claire almost froze to death and the whole idea of a light bomb clever and unique. (have to read to find out) I always love the playful banter the characters use with each other. It makes them seem so real..I was cracking up when Shane said ¿Homie don¿t play that.¿ Ha talk about another time era can we say 90¿s. Not to mention they continue to use the phrase ¿snap¿. The half the book left me in a giant mystery. It¿s as if there wasn¿t a plot until half way through just a bunch of smaller plots rolled into one. Kim is the new oh so cool girl who previously dated her boyfriend and is now on the track to try to get him back, Not to mention she is trying to steal her bestfriend. On page 152 things finally started toward the plot line so by page 154 I was thinking did Kim get herself kidnapped or was it someone trying to hurt her or is she just having an off day¿It was nice to be able to be wrong. Not to be able to guess a books ending. In the end can Claire save the day one more time with giant spiders, whacked out computers and an insane boss? The ending was so action packed as the whole series is. It¿s one of the things about her books that keep me waiting for the next. There was only little problems with the writing. I didn't understand why there wasn't follow ups, like with Claire's enormous sunburn. Now I can¿t wait to find out if Michael and Eve can find it in each other to move on or stay together. Rachel Caine did not disappoint. She has the next part of the series coming out in April 2010.
So now that Bishop is gone, where does that leave everyone? Happily ever after! NOT!The gang is back in Glass House and everything seems fine. Michael is working, Shane is...well, being Shane (he either got a job or I read to much fanfiction!) Claire is back with Myrinn, and Eve got a spot in a play. So what could be wrong?Claire has been friend dumped, for Kim the new kid on the block. Or, at least, new to Claire, since she wasn't raised in Morganville.Ada, the computer that controls Morganville is out to kill Claire as well.So when Kim goes missing Claire being the nice person she is goes off to help Eve find her. A good book. I liked how Ada went all crazy and it wasn't vampire vs. humans (which is still there don't get me wrong) or vampires vs. vampires (also there) but there is the new angle.Nicely down. Not really a cliffhanger, but enough to know that poor Eve and Michael are on the rocks.Can't wait for the next installment to come out.
I think this one was the my least favourite book of the series. Compared to the rest of the series, it felt slow, dragged on, and not very hard to expect what would happen next.
Morganville has a new set of issues when some vampires want to leave and a human does something that threatens their town. Claire and her friends, of course, get caught up in the middle. I enjoy that there's always something new going on in this series. It's not just fighting the same battle over and over. New characters are brought in, granted mostly they've always been in the town, we just hadn't met them yet. The point is, it doesn't get boring or predictable. They're not constantly fighting the same set of circumstances or even the same vampire. I also really enjoy seeing the complex relationships between the members of the Glass house and how they grow and develop and go through obstacles. I think having Claire, an outsider, as the central main character is interesting too. This is someone who didn't grow up in Morganville and therefore has a different reaction to things that happen in the town. And I like seeing how people react to her reactions. It's just a great series.
I wanted to read Fade Out because as you know if you have been following my reviews for last month of so, I have been bitten by the Morganville Vampire series bug. I love Claire and her relationship with Shane, Eve and Michael. The friendship between Claire and Eve is tested a bit in this one, but glad to see it is realistic and see how they work it out. Karen at For What It's Worth and Mary at The Book Swarm occasionally post twitter-style reviews. Karen calls hers Short and Tweet, and I am going to borrow that review style here. Tweet Review: Devoured it. Love the plot twists + hot moments between C&S. The alliances/ trusts shifts- the gray area of friend or foe changes so much. Bottom Line: Another great addition that kept me guessing plus the romance made me happy.