The Vampire of New YorkPenguin, 2008/01/02 - 368 ページ Enoch Bale stalked the streets of New York centuries ago. While he is both dead and forgotten . . . he isn’t gone. When archaeologist Carrie Norton discovers the remains of a murder victim from the Civil War era at an historic New York site, Detective Max Slattery begins to piece together parallels to a much more modern string of vicious slayings. Now, what once seemed urban legend becomes alarmingly real as Carrie and Max bring a centuries-old conspiracy between both the living and the dead out of the shadows. As their lives are put at risk, the duo soon realize it’s a conspiracy that has yet to claim its final victims. Who will be next? |
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... young man, fairhaired and perhaps twenty, was curled up on the lower edge of the raft. His leg was broken, awkwardly bent, and he was pale and shivering. The Count edged down until he reached a point just beside him. The Count's wool ...
... young man, fairhaired and perhaps twenty, was curled up on the lower edge of the raft. His leg was broken, awkwardly bent, and he was pale and shivering. The Count edged down until he reached a point just beside him. The Count's wool ...
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... young man's back arched and he screamed in pain. “Home, Enoch, you're going home now.” The Count bent over the boy's shattered body, and with his long pale fingers he turned the young man's head aside, exposing the frantic pulsing of ...
... young man's back arched and he screamed in pain. “Home, Enoch, you're going home now.” The Count bent over the boy's shattered body, and with his long pale fingers he turned the young man's head aside, exposing the frantic pulsing of ...
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... young boy sighed in sweet relief. An hour later, the Count, alone, made it to the beach and staggered up the long, winding path to the lighthouse. He hammered on the lighthouse keeper's door, and his knock was answered by a thinfaced ...
... young boy sighed in sweet relief. An hour later, the Count, alone, made it to the beach and staggered up the long, winding path to the lighthouse. He hammered on the lighthouse keeper's door, and his knock was answered by a thinfaced ...
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... young city, and a city fully enjoying its youth. And somewhere out there, she thought, staring moodily across the smoky, fuming chimneypots toward the distant river, somewhere out there is the beast that killed my father. She refused to ...
... young city, and a city fully enjoying its youth. And somewhere out there, she thought, staring moodily across the smoky, fuming chimneypots toward the distant river, somewhere out there is the beast that killed my father. She refused to ...
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... young version of his father, slight and sandy haired, with freckles, unlike Echo, who had dark features and dark hair. He looked very dapper in his proper frock coat and collar, neck cloth neatly tied, but clothes unfortunately could ...
... young version of his father, slight and sandy haired, with freckles, unlike Echo, who had dark features and dark hair. He looked very dapper in his proper frock coat and collar, neck cloth neatly tied, but clothes unfortunately could ...
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CHAPTER 19 | |
CHAPTER 20 | |
CHAPTER 21 | |
CHAPTER 22 | |
CHAPTER 23 | |
CHAPTER 24 | |
CHAPTER 25 | |
CHAPTER 26 | |
CHAPTER 9 | |
CHAPTER 10 | |
CHAPTER 11 | |
CHAPTER 12 | |
CHAPTER 13 | |
CHAPTER 14 | |
CHAPTER 15 | |
CHAPTER 16 | |
CHAPTER 17 | |
CHAPTER 18 | |
CHAPTER 27 | |
CHAPTER 28 | |
CHAPTER 29 | |
CHAPTER 30 | |
CHAPTER 31 | |
CHAPTER 32 | |
CHAPTER 33 | |
CHAPTER 34 | |
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