By Anne Rice
Anne Rice maintains her wonderful Vampire Chronicles in a brand new novel that starts the place Blackwood Farm left off—and tells the tale of Lestat's quest for redemption, goodness, and the affection of Rowan Mayfair.
Welcome again to Blackwood Farm. listed here are all the brilliantly conceived characters that make up the 2 worlds of vampires and witches: Mona Mayfair, who's come to the farm to die and is introduced into the area of the undead; her uncle, Julian Mayfair, mother or father of the relatives, made up our minds to eternally torment Lestat for what he has performed to Mona; Rowan Mayfair, fantastic neurosurgeon and witch, who unearths herself dangerously attracted to the omnipotent Lestat; her husband, Michael Curry, hero of the Mayfair Chronicles, who seeks Lestat's aid with the transitority insanity of his spouse; Ash Templeton, a 5,000-year-old Taltos who has taken Mona's baby; and Patsy, the country-western singer, who returns to avenge her demise by the hands of her son, Quinn Blackwood. Delightfully, on the book's middle is the Vampire Lestat, as soon as the epitome of evil, now pursuing the transformation set in movement with Memnoch the Devil. He struggles together with his vampirism and yearns for goodness, purity and love, as he saves Patsy's ghost from the darkish realm of the Earthbound, uncovers the secret of the Taltos and unselfishly makes a decision the destiny of his liked Rowan Mayfair.
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