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Danse Macabre (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #14)
by Laurell K. Hamilton
I have to agree with Anita. I miss the old Vampire Executioner. I never thought I'd say this, but the new Anita, succubus Anita, sucks. Essentially, the entire book is a series of short anxious arguments interrupting long bouts of violent sex. The sex is boring; there's too much of it, and too much detail. It's become the standard response to every situation; you could almost call it Anita's version of a sonic screwdriver, only messier.
by Laurell K. Hamilton
"What was wrong with me? I was hysterical, that was what was wrong with me. The moment I thought it that clearly, I started to calm. I didn't feel any better, really, but I could think. That was an improvement. I thought about being free of the ardeur, and that was a good thought. I thought about being free of Jean-Claude's marks, and all the metaphysical mess that came with it. My life being my own again, that sounded good. I thought about being just me, as Jean-Claude said, just me in my own skin. Just me, alone, again. Alone again. I had a moment of absolutely joyous nostalgia for my life before I'd acquired so many people."
I have to agree with Anita. I miss the old Vampire Executioner. I never thought I'd say this, but the new Anita, succubus Anita, sucks. Essentially, the entire book is a series of short anxious arguments interrupting long bouts of violent sex. The sex is boring; there's too much of it, and too much detail. It's become the standard response to every situation; you could almost call it Anita's version of a sonic screwdriver, only messier.
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