The Last VampireSimon and Schuster, 20. okt. 2001 - 320 sider “Bloody, lush, and gripping” (Publishers Weekly), the eternal story continues in this bestselling sequel to Whitley Strieber’s horror classic, The Hunger. Miriam Blaylock knows the secrets of civilization, the mysteries of life—and the agony of undeath. For centuries, she has traveled the world undetected. Until now. Interpol agent Paul Ward has cleansed continents of vampires, orchestrated the extermination of an ancient lair, and obtained their sacred Book of Names. He knows where they hide. He knows when they feast. And he knows their weaknesses. But he has a weakness of his own: Miriam. Cunning and elusive, she has escaped his complex network of hunters for years. Toxic and seductive, she has become his obsession. Now, predator is about to become prey. Killer to become lover. Good and evil will become inexorably entwined as the endgame begins for the last vampire. |
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... opium here in pillow-soft Chiang Mai, the last place in Asia where a good pipe of well-aged opium could be found. They had never smoked lying on silk beneath a hypnotic fan. When the nights were hot and the air was still, she was drawn ...
... opium here in pillow-soft Chiang Mai, the last place in Asia where a good pipe of well-aged opium could be found. They had never smoked lying on silk beneath a hypnotic fan. When the nights were hot and the air was still, she was drawn ...
Side 8
... forcing his smell out of her nose with a rush of air. Think about opium, she told herself, not blood. Later, she would smoke to relieve this damned hunger. She needed to get back to familiar territory before she fed. – 8 – WHITLEY STRIEBER.
... forcing his smell out of her nose with a rush of air. Think about opium, she told herself, not blood. Later, she would smoke to relieve this damned hunger. She needed to get back to familiar territory before she fed. – 8 – WHITLEY STRIEBER.
Side 9
... opium dens in Asia. Now only Chiang Mai was left, with two or three small establishments. At home, she kept her two-hundred-year-old opium in clay pots sealed with beeswax. Her ancient pipes delivered the vapor cool and easy, and Sarah ...
... opium dens in Asia. Now only Chiang Mai was left, with two or three small establishments. At home, she kept her two-hundred-year-old opium in clay pots sealed with beeswax. Her ancient pipes delivered the vapor cool and easy, and Sarah ...
Side 12
... opium, let me smoke. Let me forget. She touched the golden key that lay at the bottom of her new purse, the key that would let her into the sanctum in the cellar of the Moonlight Bar. The purse was a Gucci bought at the local night ...
... opium, let me smoke. Let me forget. She touched the golden key that lay at the bottom of her new purse, the key that would let her into the sanctum in the cellar of the Moonlight Bar. The purse was a Gucci bought at the local night ...
Side 29
... opium poppies on huge Crown estates. They had looked upon their laborers in much the same way that Keepers looked on humans. You could go out into those opium plantations and chew seed and take one picker after another, like an ape ...
... opium poppies on huge Crown estates. They had looked upon their laborers in much the same way that Keepers looked on humans. You could go out into those opium plantations and chew seed and take one picker after another, like an ape ...
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Chapter Three Hunter of Hunters | 36 |
Chapter Four The Castle of the White Queen | 52 |
Chapter Five The Skylights of Paris | 67 |
Chapter Six Martin Soule | 79 |
Chapter Seven Deathtrap | 94 |
Chapter Eight Flicker of Fire | 106 |
Chapter Twelve Sourball Express | 162 |
Chapter Thirteen All Through the Night | 177 |
Chapter Fourteen The Veils | 192 |
Chapter Fifteen Scorpion Dance | 208 |
Chapter Sixteen Demon Lovers | 221 |
Chapter Seventeen Blood Child | 241 |
Chapter Eighteen Careless Love | 257 |
Chapter Nineteen Trapped | 273 |
Chapter Nine Lady of the Knife | 119 |
Chapter Ten The Traveler | 136 |
Chapter Eleven Queen of the Night | 148 |
Chapter Twenty The Love Child | 287 |
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Side 112 - I came here, who was as slick as a cueball — not a hair on her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Side 235 - All through the night. Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and vale in slumber steeping, I, my loving vigil keeping, All through the night. While the moon her watch is keeping, All through the night; While the weary world is sleeping, All through the night.
Side 255 - I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
Side 31 - She took his chin in her hand and turned his face to hers. She looked into his eyes, looked deep. What did the gleam in those human eyes mean? She always wondered that, right before she fed. "Kiss me,
Side 220 - She reached over, touched the back of his hand with the tips of her fingers.
Side 126 - For a moment she did not know what it was. But then she saw a Keeper, dressed all in black, standing not fifty feet away from her.