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Dead Ice. An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel

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My name is Anita Blake and I have the highest kill count of any vampire executioner in the country. I'm a U.S. Marshal who can raise zombies with the best of them. But ever since master vampire Jean-Claude and I went public with our engagement, all I am to anyone and everyone is Jean-Claude's fiance. It's wreaking havoc with my reputation as a hard ass - to some extent. Luckily, in professional circles, I'm still the go-to expert for zombie issues. And right now, the FBI is having one hell of a zombie issue. Someone is producing zombie porn. I've seen my share of freaky undead fetishes, so this shouldn't bother me. But the women being victimised aren't just mindless, rotting corpses. Their souls are trapped behind their eyes, signalling voodoo of the blackest kind. It's the sort of case that can leave a mark on a person. And my own soul may not survive unscathed ..

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Dead Ice. An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel, Laurell Kaye Hamilton

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2015
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Tytuł
Dead Ice. An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel
Język
angielski
Wydawca
Headline
Rok wydania
2015
Oprawa
miękka
Liczba stron
576
ISBN10
0755389077
ISBN13
9780755389070
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Ocena
3,85 z 5
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My name is Anita Blake and I have the highest kill count of any vampire executioner in the country. I'm a U.S. Marshal who can raise zombies with the best of them. But ever since master vampire Jean-Claude and I went public with our engagement, all I am to anyone and everyone is Jean-Claude's fiance. It's wreaking havoc with my reputation as a hard ass - to some extent. Luckily, in professional circles, I'm still the go-to expert for zombie issues. And right now, the FBI is having one hell of a zombie issue. Someone is producing zombie porn. I've seen my share of freaky undead fetishes, so this shouldn't bother me. But the women being victimised aren't just mindless, rotting corpses. Their souls are trapped behind their eyes, signalling voodoo of the blackest kind. It's the sort of case that can leave a mark on a person. And my own soul may not survive unscathed ..