This book is a strong and promising launch to a new vampire saga, one I’m genuinely excited to continue. Firmly rooted in the urban fantasy genre, the story unfolds primarily in modern-day San Francisco, grounding its supernatural elements in a familiar, gritty setting. Vampire lore has been explored countless times and from every imaginable angle, but Vernon’s concept of elder madness feels refreshingly original. It introduces a sense of inevitability and finality to an otherwise immortal existence, where survival depends only on avoiding sunlight, stakes, and decapitation. The character dynamics are equally well handled. Romance is present but subtle, never overpowering the story, while action and intrigue, both vampiric and entirely human, keep the narrative engaging. At times, I found myself thinking that if you stripped away the supernatural elements, this would still stand as a solid crime novel, complete with rival factions, power plays, betrayals, and ambition. That said, the vampirism never feels tacked on; instead, it’s seamlessly and cleverly woven into every layer of the plot, making it just as essential as the more grounded conflicts. The only issue I really have with the whole book is the title. It doesn’t quite reflect the depth and quality of what’s inside. Seeing it, I expected something lighter and less substantial than what the story actually delivers. While the madness of elder vampires is central to the plot, I can’t help but feel a more evocative or poetic title could better capture the novel’s strengths. Still, this is a minor gripe in an otherwise thoroughly enjoyable read, and I’m very much looking forward to what comes next in the series.