VENGEANCE WILL BE HERS
ALLISON SEKEMOTO ONCE STRUGGLED WITH THE QUESTION: HUMAN OR MONSTER?
WITH THE DEATH OF HER LOVE, ZEKE, SHE HAS HER ANSWER.
MONSTER
Allie will embrace her cold vampire side to hunt down and end Sarren, the psychopathic vampire who murdered Zeke. But the trail is bloody and long, and Sarren has left many surprises for Allie and her companionsâher creator, Kanin, and her blood brother, Jackal. The trail is leading straight to the one place they must protect at any costâthe last vampire-free zone on Earth, Eden. And Sarren has one final, brutal shock in store for Allie.
In a ruined world where no life is sacred and former allies can turn on you in one heartbeat, Allie will face her darkest days. And if she succeeds, triumph is short-lived in the face of surviving forever alone.
PRAISE FOR BESTSELLING AUTHOR
JULIE KAGAWA
âKatniss Everdeen better watch out.ââHuffington PostonThe Immortal Rules
âJulie Kagawa is one killer storyteller.â
âMTV
âA book that will keep its readers glued to the pages until the very end.â
âNew York Journal of Books
âKagawa pulls her readers into a unique world of make-believe with her fantastic storytelling, and ultimately leaves them wanting more by the end of each book.â
âTimes Record News
âKagawa has done the seemingly impossible and written a vampire book ⦠that feels fresh in an otherwise crowded genre.â
âKirkus Reviews on The Immortal Rules
âAn intense and thought-provoking seriesâ
âSchool Library Journal on The Eternity Cure
âSurpasses the greater majority of dark fantasiesâ
âteenreads.com
JULIE KAGAWA is the internationally bestselling author of the Iron Fey and Blood of Eden series. Born in Sacramento, she has been a bookseller and an animal trainer and enjoys reading, painting, playing in her garden and training in martial arts. She lives near Louisville, Kentucky, with her husband and a plethora of pets. Visit her at www.juliekagawa.com.
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Blood of Eden series (in reading order)
THE IMMORTAL RULES
THE ETERNITY CURE
The Iron Fey series (in reading order)
THE IRON KING
WINTERâS PASSAGE (eBook) THE IRON DAUGHTER THE IRON QUEEN SUMMERâS CROSSING (eBook) THE IRON KNIGHT IRONâS PROPHECY (eBook) THE LOST PRINCE THE IRON TRAITOR
To Nick. Your ideas are invaluable.
And to my readers. Your tears feed my muse.
âI donât expect you to understand, little bird. I expect you only to sing. Sing for me, sing for Kanin, and make it a glorious song.â
âSarren
Chapter 1
The outpost gate creaked in the wind, swinging back on its hinges. It knocked lightly against the wall, a rhythmic tapping sound that echoed in the looming silence. A cold breeze swirled through the gap, and the scent of blood lay on the air like a heavy blanket.
âHeâs been here,â Kanin murmured at my side. The Master vampire was a dark statue against the falling snow, motionless and calm, but his eyes were grave. I regarded the fence impassively, the wind tugging at my coat and straight black hair.
âIs there any point in going in?â
âSarren knows weâre following himâ was the low reply. âHe meant for us to see this. He wants us to know that he knows. There will likely be something waiting for us when we step through the gate.â
Footsteps crunched over the snow as Jackal stalked around us, black duster rippling behind him. His eyes glowed a vicious yellow as he peered up at the gate. âWell then,â he said, the tips of his fangs showing through his grin, âif he went through all the trouble of setting this up, we shouldnât keep the psycho waiting, should we?â
He started forward, his step confident as he strode through the broken gate toward the tiny settlement beyond. After a momentâs hesitation, Kanin and I followed.
The smell of blood grew stronger once we were past the wall, though nothing moved on the narrow path that snaked between houses. The flimsy wood and tin shanties were silent, dark, as we ventured deeper, passing snow-covered porches and empty chairs. Everything looked intact, undisturbed. There were no bodies. No corpses mutilated in their beds, no blood spattered over the walls of the few homes we ducked into. There werenât even any dead animals in the tiny trampled pasture past the main strip. Just snow and emptiness.
And yet, the smell of blood soaked this place, hanging thick in the air, making my stomach ache and the Hunger roar to life. I bit it down, gritting my teeth to keep from snarling in frustration. It had been too long. I needed food. The scent of blood was driving me crazy, and the fact that there were no humans here made me furious. Where were they? It wasnât possible that an entire outpost of mortals had up and disappeared without a trace.