Books before food (and any sort of comfortable life).
Summary: An immortal war has been brewing in the darkness…And now one woman has stumbled into the shadows. Chicago private investigator Kira Graceling should have just kept on walking. But her sense of duty refused to let her ignore the moans of pain coming from inside a warehouse just before dawn. Suddenly she finds herself in a world she’s only imagined in her worst nightmares. At the center is Mencheres, a breathtaking Master vampire who thought he’d seen it all. Then Kira appears, this fearless, beautiful…human who braved death to rescue him. Though he burns for her, keeping Kira in his world means risking her life. Yet sending her away is unthinkable. But with danger closing in, Mencheres must choose either the woman he craves, or embracing the darkest magic to defeat an enemy bent on his eternal destruction.
Yay, Mencheres gets a girl of his own! It’s certainly about time. His last wife, Patra, was a totally single-minded, power-hungry, unforgiving, homicidal psycho-path. Basically the devil. Kira is most definitely what he needed. Especially after 900 years of abstinence (“It’s like riding a bike.” Oh, Vlad…). She’s spunky, she can handle her own, and she keeps Mencheres in line. He may be a 4,564 year old vampire, but she doesn’t take any crap from him. I admire her for that. Now to Mencheres who is, let’s all face it, the reason I read this book. *swoons* He was first introduced in the Night Huntress series as a minor character, and you really didn’t get to see what he was really like because of Cat’s (the narrator/heroine of the series) biased mind. But, even so, you could still see his sense of humor pop out every now and then. For example (you people are going to love this), in Destined for an Early Grave, Cat gives the group some bad news and Mencheres replies by saying, “That bodes ill.” Cat, who obviously doesn’t care for him, says, “Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?” and not even missing a beat, Mencheres retorts with, “The shit’s gonna splatter, start buggin’, yo.” I instantly fell in love with him right then and there. Haha. He is SO witty, so everyone just go ahead and put this on your “must read” list.
And one last Mencheres quote, just because it’s so epic: “Bath toys are reserved only for the oldest, most lethal vampires. I have a full century to age and another thousand men to kill before I reach that hallowed landmark.”