Sure, the life of a graduate student wasn€t exactly glamorous, but I was doing fine until Chicago€s vampires announced their existence to the world. When a rogue vampire attacked me, I was lucky he only got a sip. Another bloodsucker scared him off and decided the best way to save my life was to make me the walking undead.
Now I€ve traded sweating over my thesis for learning to fit in at a Hyde Park mansion full of vamps loyal to Ethan €œLord o€ the Manor€ Sullivan. Of course, as a tall, green-eyed, four-hundred-year-old vampire, he has centuries€ worth of charm, but unfortunately he expects my gratitude€"and servitude. Right€¦
But someone€s out to get me. Is it the rogue vampire who bit me? A vamp from a rival House? An angry mob bearing torches?Â
My initiation into Chicago€s nightlife may be the first skirmish in a war€"and there will be blood.