From Dead To Worse: A Sookie Stackhouse Novel by Charlaine HarrisFrom Dead To Worse: A Sookie Stackhouse Novel by Charlaine Harris

From Dead To Worse: A Sookie Stackhouse Novel

byCharlaine Harris

Mass Market Paperback | March 31, 2009

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Psychic cocktail waitress Sookie Stackhouse finds herself in the middle of big trouble of the supernatural kind in this novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling series.

After the natural disaster of Hurricane Katrina, and the manmade horror of the explosion at the vampire summit, Sookie Stackhouse is safe but dazed, yearning for things to get back to normal. But her boyfriend Quinn is among the missing. And things are changing, whether the Weres and vamps in her corner of Louisiana like it or not. In the ensuing battles, Sookie faces danger, death...and once more, betrayal by someone she loves. And when the fur has finished flying and the cold blood ceases flowing, her world will be forever altered...

Charlaine Harris is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Sookie Stackhouse and Midnight, Texas, fantasy/mystery series and the Aurora Teagarden, Harper Connelly, and Lily Bard mystery series. Her books have inspired HBO’s True Blood, NBC’s Midnight, Texas, and the Aurora Teagarden movies for Hallmark Movies & Mysteries. She ...
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Title:From Dead To Worse: A Sookie Stackhouse NovelFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:336 pages, 6.75 × 4.25 × 0.98 inPublished:March 31, 2009Publisher:Penguin Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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Rated 5 out of 5 by from From Dead to Worse All the books in this series are fun, easy reads.
Date published: 2017-01-20
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Lots of Drama I expect a lot of drama from Sookie books now, but this one has tons! I always loved the world-building from the series, though I could have done with some more Quinn. ;)
Date published: 2017-01-15
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Lots of war Sookie Stackhouse, a small town barmaid, comes back from the Vampire Convention in Rhodes. The convention and the bombing of the hotel and hurricane Katrina have left the Louisiana vamps hurting and missing some of their members (figuratively and literally). This is a book where all sorts of loose ends are cleaned up. There are a bunch of supes wars and, of course, Sookie is right smack dab in the middle of them. A vamp war for control of Louisiana and a were war for Leadership. This eliminates quite a few of the minor characters, some of whom I will miss. On the relationship front, Quinn has not been seen since the bombing and hasn't even been in touch. He can't even speed dial on his cell? Gimme a break. BUT Sookie isn't exactly MissGoodyTwoShoes. The way she treats Quinn is terrible. Guess this might clear the decks for Eric. I am in a love-hate relationship with Sookie. I love how brave and straight forward she is but sometimes hate how she treats people.
Date published: 2012-08-10
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Always Fun Like all the Sookie books before (and after) - a quick and delightful read. I enjoy the series very much - it's fluff, but Charlaine Harris creates a fantastical world that is believable and fun. I'll keep reading them as long as she keeps writing them.
Date published: 2011-09-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great Vampire Series Great Series! Although I can't say i like Sookie so much, she kind of seems self-centered. There is just something about how. However, I love her adventures!
Date published: 2011-05-19
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A whole lot happened in this one. I’m going to keep it simple and not give anything away. A lot happened in this, the 8th Sookie Stackhouse, book. There were Were wars, vampire wars, and lots of family stuff going on for Sookie. Because so much was going on in this one, for me, it was one of the better ones. The things that did happen actually were resolved quite quickly, then there would be a very brief bit of “normalcy” for Sookie before the next event, but for me, that made it move very quickly and it stayed interesting throughout.
Date published: 2010-09-19
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Not fantastic As the eighth book in the series, one has gotten to know the inner workings of the vampire and supernatural world that Harris has created. I had expected Harris to deliver another page-turner, especially in light of the events that happened in All Together Dead. Unfortunately, the climax occurs halfway through the book, and the reader is left reading obvious filler for the remainder.
Date published: 2010-06-13
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Transition For me this book was really a transition in the series. Harris wrapped up some loose ends, put a nail or two in some coffins and added some thrills. The book certainly openned the right doors for Dead and Gone and closed enough doors to not overwhelm readers. Overall the book was a lot of fun, certainly fast paced. I strongly suggest reading this one right after the last one as there is a lot of carry over that may be confusing overwise. Here is another hit for Harris and Sookie.
Date published: 2010-04-08
Rated 2 out of 5 by from A Bit Disappointing I got the 7 book boxed set for Christmas and absolutely loved it, so I ran out and bought "From Dead to Worse" as soon as I was done the first 7 books and after reading it, felt a bit disappointed. It wasn't as good as the other 7 books, so I'm hoping that book #9 will be better. Sookie Stackhouse is an amazing leading lady and I'm looking forward to reading her continuing story. I'm also in the midst of watching the "True Blood" DVD's and an quite impressed with them as well.
Date published: 2010-02-05
Rated 3 out of 5 by from A little on the boring side but still good I love love love Charlaine Harris's books so I will always be a little biased. However in all honesty this book was a little on the boring side it wasn't as exciting as say the fifth, seventh, and ninth books however it was still worth the read. I can't wait till the tenth book comes out.
Date published: 2009-12-26
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Transitional Offering Absolutely love the series…but not so much this book in particular! These books are fantastic in that they make for a quick evening read, real page turners that are hard to put down. This book felt a little bit more like a transition piece that was building up to something better in the next book but in itself was a bit mundane. Especially disappointing as I had purchased the 8 book set of which this book represented the last book & I would have anticipated a book with a bit more gusto. ***SPOILERS*** Sookie’s fiery love life has typically been very much a focus of the books but was really not an integral element this time & I mourned her decision to end her relationship with Quinn. I am certainly on Team Eric, as our bad boy Vamp but it seems that the Were’s have quite a bit to offer Sookie that the vamps do not. In exploring a relationship for Sookie with a Were you might have initially rooted for Alcide but then that story line fizzles, so when Quinn is introduced you are keen for their relationship to develop but alas all hope is dashed in this book!!! Then Charlaine offers little in the way of compensation for Sookie becoming boyfriendless, you might have expected some more progression with her tie to Eric but no such development on that front either. You soften slightly to Bill but not enough to imagine any future rekindling of their relationship. So where does that leave poor Sookie? I hope we get more in the next offering from Harris! There is the introduction of the new Las Vegas regime, Alcide as new Shreveport Pack leader & Sookie’s family matters with the Fae & Hadley’s son, all of which I can imagine will make for interesting story lines in the books to come.
Date published: 2009-11-02
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Enjoyable Read I just read all the "Sookie Stackhouse" books and I loved them all. I would highly recommend these books, if you like books about vampires, and other supernatural creatures.
Date published: 2009-09-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from 8th in the Sookie Stackhouse Series If u've read this far in the series you won't need anymore convincing to keep following t his series. Whether ur in love or not u won't be able to stop reading thisseries. **Spoilers coming.. so if u havent read this book don't read on** I agree with a lot of what u have said already. It didn't feel like there were any huge events in this one. It was a lot of cleaning up events. Which I think will help the story move in a different direction now instead of getting repetitive. We are now left with Sookie boyfriendless. I did feel extremely sorry for Quinn. The guy can't catch a break. He seems to really care about her.. I'm not sure Sookie took the right decision in breaking it off with him. She had said earlier that it was too soon to tell if she loved him, but she expected it to be soon enough for him to put her above his mother and sister. As for Bill, I don't think that torch is almost completely burnt out now. I think overall he is a good man/vampire.. who made the wrong decisions. Poor lil blood sucking thing just wants to be loved. Eric is her Edward.. her Romeo.. almost an impossible love. Its never timed right and they have different priorities.. but this is the kind of heart breaking love that everyone wants in their life. I can't wait to see more of them. I look forward to see how the supe world changes now that they have a new King of Louisianna, a new Pack leader.. the forthcoming outting of the Were's. Big things are coming. And I'm sure the FotS will be a huge unpleasant part of it. I liked the twist at the ending with Hadley's son. Its a great addition to the already complex supernatural story of Sookie Stackhouse.
Date published: 2009-07-13
Rated 4 out of 5 by from great plot builder This is anouther plot builder in the stackhouse books. The only thing that not ideal about this book is that the plot dos not feel as though it is set, however that could be do to the fact that there are already 8 books to this series and there is no stop in sight. However more structure would be nice when it comes to things like charicter building and romance intrest since at this point in the books the reader is at a lost with who to bond with for the main charicters love intress. Overall this was a good read and a must for stackhouse/ True blood fans
Date published: 2009-06-23
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Not the best in the series but still great! This book was kind of a filler book to keep the series going, but it didn't have the usual jaw dropping, page turning affect the others have had on me. I think this book was meant to tie up any loose ends and create new beginnings for Sookie. I love the book as usual, I am so addicted to these books now it's rediculous but, I am getting so frustrated with the Eric/Sookie talks getting cast aside for another time. If I hear "Now is not the time to talk about this but, we will talk about this" , one more time I am going to loose it. I am such an Eric fan!lol Sorry, back to the subject, it is a great book! Not my favourite, but still a great book!
Date published: 2009-06-22
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Everything Changes Sookie Stackhouse - telepathic barmaid - has had a wretched year of it. Tied to vampire politics through a blood bond, tied to were-creatures through actions and romances and family, she's watched a lot of things crumble in the last while. Hurricane Katrina left the vampire political landscape vulnerable enough, and a terrorist act has made it even worse. When all Sookie wants is some quiet, things get worse. The vampires and the weres both take a massive hit, and Sookie is - as always - caught in the middle and trying to make sense of things before they go too far, too fast, and too final. Harris' Sookie is a delight to read. Her voice is interesting, strong without being cold, and the ramifications of past books continue to echo in a reasonable way, many books later. There's continunity, character growth, and character evolution. Friends and lovers become betrayers and enemies, relationships grow, flourish, or falter, and the world that Sookie lives in moves on, whether or not she'd like it to do so. As always, to me, its the characters - Sookie, Sam, Quinn, Eric, Amelia - that really make the tale shine, and Harris treats the characters respectfully. I look forward to more.
Date published: 2009-06-05
Rated 3 out of 5 by from What a wonderful series! I love this series...however this is not my favourite book in the series. In this book there are some revelations especially at the end which I can see leading into a major story line in upcoming books. Can't wait for that - should be interesting!! Bob the cat is turned back to human form (I found the whole Bob the cat storyline quite comical), we find out what happened to Quinn. Eric remembers more of his interlude with Sookie. Lots of loose ends tied up here. Still a great read!! Charlaine Harris is a wonderful story teller.
Date published: 2009-06-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from amazing Charlaine Harris knows how to write good books. This series just keeps you wanting more.
Date published: 2009-05-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Sookie Stackhouse is the best!!! I loved this book and I cannot wait to read the next book in the series. Charlaine Harris writes a simple story that captivates the reader from the beginning to the end. I love all the drama in Sookies love life and love the character of Eric!!! Readers should read all the Sookie Stackhouse books in order though, so you can get the whole story.
Date published: 2009-05-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from WOW! If you found this book because you have watched HBO"s True Blood then you will not be disappointed. This work is harder to get into if you have missed the first few works on the subject but it can still be done. The backstory is managable to the newest reader but the thing that grips you is the telling of the tale. She spings a yarn without any claim to greatness. She has nothing to prove and in its simplicity it tells the great story. This is a simple story with a simple style that grabs your attention from cover to cover. You are not reading some pretenious work here but a folks tale that will demand you go out and buy the rest of the cannon.
Date published: 2009-05-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from I Cannot Wait To See What's Next For Sookie! *****SPOILERS***** From Dead to Worse by Charlaine Harris is the eighth book in the Sookie Stackhouse series. The story takes place fairly quickly after the events of the previous novel (in which Sookie attended the vampire summit with disastrous results). From Dead to Worse focuses on power struggles in many of the supernatural communities. Sookie, like always, ends up getting involved in things she shouldn’t be involved in. On the romance front, Quinn, Sookie’s current beau, has gone missing, and she doesn’t know if the reason is because he’s in trouble or just losing interest in her. On a more positive note, Sookie learns of family that she didn’t know existed. Charlaine Harris has done it again! This novel was irresistible and brimming with surprises. An interesting tidbit of information was revealed about Sookie’s family heritage, which increased my interest in her back-story. For the last few books, I’ve felt my interest wander from Sookie to the supernatural characters, but there is a lot more too learn about plain ol’ telepathic Sookie! The new characters introduced in the novel only showed up briefly, but they opened up many potential subplots for future novels. The same thing can be said about the shifts in power and leadership that took place within the supernatural community, specifically the vampires and weres. While these events may not seem significant now, I think they could be in the future. Harris clearly puts a lot of forethought into her novels! For those on team Eric, he did make a few appearances in From Dead to Worse, and he’s just as mysterious and appealing as always. Claude and Claudine showed up briefly, and while more was revealed about the fey society, that still remains a secretive part of Harris’ world. Pretty much all of the more recent/main characters made a return in some capacity: Sam, Alcide, Quinn, Bill, Amelia, etc. From Dead to Worse felt a bit transitional. There were so many changes in it that I can’t help but feel as if something big is in store for the reader in the future books. There was no shortage of action in the novel, but there was also plenty of humor in between to keep it light and fun. I read it in no time, so I’d recommend starting it on the weekend because you won’t be able to put it down!
Date published: 2009-05-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Transition book? ****Contains Spoilers**** This is the 8th book in the Sookie Stackhouse Series. And I absolutely loved this book. This book picks up where Sookie has returned from the disasters of the vampire convention in Rhodes. She has not heard from Quinn, her boyfriend and were-tiger since seeing him in Rhodes. Thought the book she continues to hold out thinking they are still a couple but can’t understand why he has not contacted her. Eric takes her to meet her great-grandfather, who is Niall a very powerful fairy and Sookie attempts to make sense of her heritage. She knew she had some fae blood in her and gets more explanation on how it happened. Sookie’s relationship with Eric seems to be growing since the Blood Bond they shared in Rhodes. He is becoming more involved in her life and her emotions. Bill has been taking a back seat and in this book he proclaims his love for her. There are Weres getting killed and Sookie tries to find out who is killing them. She also asks her friend Amelia for help. I love the friendship between Amelia and Sookie. Since Rhodes the Queen of Louisiana has been trying to heal (was badly injured) but is in a very vulnerable situation. There are Vamps from Nevada attempting to take over her territory. Of course, Sookie is in the middle and her life is threatened by the takeover. I love this book. I do feel that Charlaine is making this a transition book. It had a completely different feel than the previous 7 books. Eric finally (and I mean finally!) remembers his time when he was under the witches spell and his time with Sookie. How will that affect their relationship or their blood bond? I am really excited for book 9 to see how it unfolds.
Date published: 2009-05-07
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Wonderful! Harris has once again created a winner with the newest installment in the Stackhouse series. Mixing romance and suspense with a dash of humor to everyones favorite characters, this book throws you into war with both weres and vamps, as well as interesting family secrets, causing this book to have you ensnared and demanding for more!
Date published: 2009-04-17
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Disappointing I love this series and was pretty excited to read this book, maybe that was the problem - my expectations were too high. I thought this book was pretty scattered and choppy in flow and I actually found Sookie to be pretty annoying - which I hate because I usually love her. Not much really happened plot wise either, except for maybe the ending. This book is just filler - I hope the next one's better.
Date published: 2009-04-13
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Good, but her worst Sookie S book yet Definitely the most disppointing book in this series. I was still up half the night reading it, but I felt the story had less of a main event theme and more of a bunch of small events, which it turns out didn't do it for me.
Date published: 2009-01-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from This one takes the cake Out of the entire series, this novel was by far the best. The wedding, the extended family, Eric Eric Eric, Bill's sad little situation....I don't want to say too much but I loved love and will keep on lovin' it.
Date published: 2008-11-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from excellent ! The Sookie Stackhouse books just keep getting better and better and I can't wait to read the next one!
Date published: 2008-11-18
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Takes the story to a whole new level! Just about everything in Sookie's life changes yet again in this book! Her love life undergoes some changes, the Were politics have a significant plot in this book, as well as the Vamp politics! There is so much going on in this book that its hard to put down! And at the very end there is a pleasant surprise that screams "the Sookie story is far from over!" If you liked the previous books you will love this one and want more!
Date published: 2008-11-01
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Absolutely Brilliant Poor Sookie, just when you think her boyfriend problems were over..something unsuspecting happens. When will she find happiness. Will she be free from the vampires and the rest of the supernatural. Who Knows??? All I know is I want more.
Date published: 2008-10-24
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Lots of Issues Wrapped Up At the end of the last book I thought this series might take a turn in an interesting direction with more of the world finding out that Sookie had telepathic powers due to her help with the search and rescue after the hotel explosion. That didn't come to pass in this book - no one out of the supernatural world took any more interest in Sookie than usual. THere was no big plot line in this book - lots of interesting little things were wrapped up (Bob the cat, a certain male lover relationship) and there was lots of action but there wasn't one big story. I had to rack my brain many times as I tried to remember names because almost everyone seemed to have made a return appearance. I liked this book but it didn't blow me away. There is a pretty big revelation near the end but I can't see it making a big impact on future books for a while. This definitely isn't the greatest Sookie book ever but I'll keep reading for sure.
Date published: 2008-09-01
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Transitional If my opinion of the "All Together Dead" (the previous book in the series) was that it was filler, then this book would have to be a bridge. While reading it, I was rather confused at everything that was going on. This is mostly because there was so much going on in just one book. It felt more like a series of short stories rather than an overall plot. It wasn't until I got to the end that I figured out this might actually be the point. "From Dead to Worse" brings back almost every character we have seen in the series since the beginning. The majority of it is really a series of knots, tying up any loose ends and linking together any hole we might have had in the past. I do think that this is a great idea and I like that things are now left clean and concise, with Sookie ready to face the next big bad or reach another emotional crossroads. It was something that needed to be done and I don't think I really realized how much had been left open until it was then closed. On the downside, this left me a little disappointed with some of the things that I wish Harris had spent more time on. As someone who is very much "Team Eric", I was hoping for a lot of time spent on the revelation, on Eric remembering, on Sookie trying to deal with how he might have felt about it all. Instead, it was sort of brushed under the rug with a vague promise that it would all be addressed later. Other things, like Bob the cat, were summed up in a few pages, and suddenly it was just over. I truly believed that could have provided far more comedic fodder. The new family and Sookie's possible fairy ancestors should have proven to be a novel in itself. It would have allowed us to discover even more about a species of supernaturals that haven't been dealt with very much in the Southern Vampires series. So I'm left a little torn. I like that things were adressed that needed to be, and I like that Sookie now has the chance for a fresh start... but simultaneously I was hoping for more classic Sookie fare. Either way, if you go into it prepared, than you will not be as disappointed. Accept it for the link between Sookie version 1.0 to (hopefully) Sookie version 1.5 (we don't want her to change too much).
Date published: 2008-07-22
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Grade A book. From Dead to Worse is the 8'th Sookie book. It's difficult to do a review on a series book. There is always so much going on, and since all the books connect so well with other I'd have to go into what was happening in the other books. What I like best about this book, about the whole series, is Sookie herself. The star of the story can make or break a book. Sookie makes it. She is kind, without being a push over and thats important to me. She isn't afraid to stand up for herself, and even when she loves the person, she does not let them take advantage of her. At the same time she is interesting. It's not just her telepathy either. Sure, being able to read minds is cool, or a pain, as it tend to be sometimes for Sookie, but she is super cool. Someone I'd love to be friends with... after I learn how to put up a mental block on my brain, that is. In From Dead to Worse Sookie got into a few close calls. The Ware community and her brother made things difficult for her. A problem with some Vamps who want to take over caused problems. Her boyfriend, Quinn... well, lets just say that after this book, I don't like Quinn as much as I used to. Sookie book eight gets an A from me. I was on the edge of my seat from start to finish. Not a single lagging moment or any plot problems. Go Sookie! You rock, girl!
Date published: 2008-06-09
Rated 2 out of 5 by from A day in the life of... If you are an avid follower of this series then I suggest that you wait for paperback or a library copy. Unfortunately, it is quite blatant that Harris is tying up loose ends with little fanfare. Quite often, I found myself asking "Where is the mystery? Where is the charm that was so captivating in previous novels in this series?" I am left in a quandary as I have little opinion nor praise of this book. Having said this, I do appreciate Harris 's motivation in developing and fleshing out secondary and tertiary characters. Overall, it was merely 'OK'.
Date published: 2008-05-22
Rated 3 out of 5 by from The series goes on...... This is the 8th books in the southern vampire series by Harris. Here we find telepathic Sookie Stackhouse dealing with the aftermath of the vampire summit. Overall I'm a little sad to say that this is probably my least favorite in the series. There's nothing exactly wrong with the book but I've been waiting for it to come out and now that I'm finished I'm underwhelmed. Sure there are a few new things happening but overall I don't think the story went very far. I still highly reccommend reading the series, all of the books are fresh and fun and a pleasure to read. I just hope that the next one adds more to the on-going plots.
Date published: 2008-05-01

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Title PageCopyright PageAcknowledgementsChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5Chapter 6Chapter 7Chapter 8Chapter 9Chapter 10Chapter 11Chapter 12Chapter 13Chapter 14Chapter 15Chapter 16Chapter 17Chapter 18Chapter 19Chapter 20Chapter 21Ace Books by Charlaine HarrisThe Sookie Stackhouse Novels DEAD UNTIL DARK LIVING DEAD IN DALLAS CLUB DEAD DEAD TO THE WORLD DEAD AS A DOORNAIL DEFINITELY DEAD ALL TOGETHER DEAD FROM DEAD TO WORSE MANY BLOODY RETURNS edited by Charlaine Harris and Toni L. P. KelnerBerkley Prime Crime Books by Charlaine HarrisThe Harper Connelly Mysteries GRAVE SIGHT GRAVE SURPRISE AN ICE COLD GRAVE The Lily Bard Mysteries SHAKESPEARE’S LANDLORD SHAKESPEARE’S CHAMPION SHAKESPEARE’S TROLLOP SHAKESPEARE’S COUNSELOR The Aurora Teagarden Mysteries REAL MURDERS A BONE TO PICK THREE BEDROOMS, ONE CORPSE SWEET AND DEADLY A SECRET RAGETHE BERKLEY PUBLISHING GROUP Published by the Penguin Group Penguin Group (USA) Inc. 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014, USA Penguin Group (Canada), 90 Eglinton Avenue East, Suite 700, Toronto, Ontario M4P 2Y3, Canada (a division of Pearson Penguin Canada Inc.) Penguin Books Ltd., 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England Penguin Group Ireland, 25 St. Stephen’s Green, Dublin 2, Ireland (a division of Penguin Books Ltd.) Penguin Group (Australia), 250 Camberwell Road, Camberwell, Victoria 3124, Australia (a division of Pearson Australia Group Pty. Ltd.) Penguin Books India Pvt. Ltd., 11 Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, New Delhi—110 017, India Penguin Group (NZ), 67 Apollo Drive, Rosedale, North Shore 0632, New Zealand (a division of Pearson New Zealand Ltd.) Penguin Books (South Africa) (Pty.) Ltd., 24 Sturdee Avenue, Rosebank, Johannesburg 2196, South Africa Penguin Books Ltd., Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, EnglandThis is an original publication of The Berkley Publishing Group.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The publisher does not have any control over and does not assume any responsibility for author or third-party websites or their content.Copyright © 2008 by Charlaine Harris, Inc.All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without per- mission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Purchase only authorized editions. ACE and the “A” design are trademarks belonging to Penguin Group (USA) Inc.ISBN: 97814406318181. Vampires—Fiction. 2. Supernatural—Fiction. 3. Louisiana—Fiction. I. Title. PS3558.A6427F76 2008 813’.54—dc22 2008002396 Though she can’t walk or see quite as well as she used to, my mother, Jean Harris, remains the most complete person I have ever met. She’s been the bulwark of my existence, the foundation I was built on, and the best mother a woman could have.ACKNOWLEDGMENTSA tip of the hat to Anastasia Luettecke, who was a perfectionist in supplying me with Octavia’s Latin. And thanks to Murv Sellars for being the go-between. As always, I owe a great debt of thanks to Toni L. P. Kelner and Dana Cameron for their valuable comments and the gift of their time. My one and only minion, Debi Murray, assisted me with her encyclopedic knowledge of the Sookie universe. The group of enthusiastic readers known as Charlaine’s Charlatans gave me moral (and morale) support, and I hope this book will serve as their reward.If this was The Lord of the Rings and I had a smart British voice like Cate Blanchett, I could tell you the background of the events of that fall in a really suspenseful way. And you’d be straining to hear the rest.But what happened in my little corner of northwest Louisiana wasn’t an epic story. The vampire war was more of the nature of a small-country takeover, and the Were war was like a border skirmish. Even in the annals of supernatural America—I guess they exist somewhere—they were minor chapters . . . unless you were actively involved in the takeovers and skirmishes.Then they became pretty damn major.And everything was due to Katrina, the disaster that just kept on spreading grief, woe, and permanent change in its wake.Before Hurricane Katrina, Louisiana had a flourishing vampire community. In fact, the vampire population of New Orleans had burgeoned, making it the place to go if you wanted to see vampires; and lots of Americans did. The undead jazz clubs, featuring musicians no one had seen playing in public in decades, were special draws. Vamp strip clubs, vamp psychics, vamp sex acts; secret and not-so-secret places where you could get bitten and have an orgasm on the spot: all this was available in southern Louisiana.In the northern part of the state . . . not so much. I live in the northern part in a small town called Bon Temps. But even in my area, where vamps are relatively thin on the ground, the undead were making economic and social strides.All in all, vampire business in the Pelican State was booming. But then came the death of the King of Arkansas while his wife, the Queen of Louisiana, was entertaining him soon after their wedding. Since the corpse vanished and all the witnesses— except me—were supernaturals, human law took no notice. But the other vampires did, and the queen, Sophie-Anne Leclerq, landed in a very dicey legal position. Then came Katrina, which wiped out the financial base of Sophie-Anne’s empire. Still, the queen was floundering back from those disasters, when another one followed hard on their heels. Sophie-Anne and some of her strongest adherents—and me, Sookie Stackhouse, telepath and human—were caught in a terrible explosion in Rhodes, the destruction of the vampire hotel called the Pyramid of Gizeh. A splinter group of the Fellowship of the Sun claimed responsibility, and while the leaders of that anti-vampire “church” decried the hate crime, everyone knew that the Fellowship was hardly agonizing over those who were terribly wounded in the blast, much less over the (finally, absolutely) dead vampires or the humans who served them.Sophie-Anne lost her legs, several members of her entourage, and her dearest companion. Her life was saved by her half-demon lawyer, Mr. Cataliades. But her recuperation time was going to be lengthy, and she was in a position of terrible vulnerability.What part did I play in all this?I’d helped save lives after the pyramid went down, and I was terrified I was now on the radar of people who might want me to spend my time in their service, using my telepathy for their purposes. Some of those purposes were good, and I wouldn’t mind lending a hand in rescue services from time to time, but I wanted to keep my life to myself. I was alive; my boyfriend, Quinn, was alive; and the vampires most important to me had survived, too. As far as the troubles Sophie-Anne faced, the political consequences of the attack and the fact that supernatural groups were circling the weakened state of Louisiana like hyenas around a dying gazelle ... I didn’t think about it at all.I had other stuff on my mind, personal stuff. I’m not used to thinking much further than the end of my fingertips; that’s my only excuse. Not only was I not thinking about the vampire situation, there was another supernatural situation I didn’t ponder that turned out to be just as crucial to my future.Close to Bon Temps, in Shreveport, there’s a Were pack whose ranks are swollen by the men and women from Barksdale Air Force Base. During the past year, this Were pack had become sharply divided between two factions. I’d learned in American History what Abraham Lincoln, quoting the Bible, had to say about houses divided.To assume that these two situations would work themselves out, to fail to foresee that their resolution would involve me, well ... that was where I was almost fatally blind. I’m telepathic, not psychic. Vampire minds are big relaxing blanks to me. Weres are difficult to read, though not impossible. That’s my only excuse for being unaware of the trouble brewing all around me.What was I so busy thinking about? Weddings—and my missing boyfriend.Chapter 1I was making a neat arrangement of liquor bottles on the folding table behind the portable bar when Halleigh Robinson rushed up, her normally sweet face flushed and tear-streaked. Since she was supposed to be getting married within an hour and was still wearing blue jeans and a T-shirt, she got my immediate attention.“Sookie!” she said, rounding the bar to grab my arm. “You have to help me.”I’d already helped her by putting on my bartending clothes instead of the pretty dress I’d planned on wearing. “Sure,” I said, imagining Halleigh wanted me to make her a special drink— though if I’d listened in to her thoughts, I’d have known differently already. However, I was trying to be on my best behavior, and I was shielding like crazy. Being telepathic is no picnic, especially at a high-tension event like a double wedding. I’d expected to be a guest instead of a bartender. But the caterer’s bartender had been in a car wreck on her way over from Shreveport, and Sam, who’d been unhired when E(E)E had insisted on using their own bartender, was abruptly hired again.I was a little disappointed to be on the working side of the bar, but you had to oblige the bride on her special day. “What can I do for you?” I asked.“I need you to be my bridesmaid,” she said.“Ah . . . what?”“Tiffany fainted after Mr. Cumberland took the first round of pictures. She’s on her way to the hospital.”It was an hour before the wedding, and the photographer had been trying to get a number of group shots out of the way. The bridesmaids and the groomsmen were already togged out. Halleigh should have been getting into her wedding finery, but instead here she was in jeans and curlers, no makeup, and a tear-streaked face.Who could resist that?“You’re the right size,” she said. “And Tiffany is probably just about to have her appendix out. So, can you try on the dress?”I glanced at Sam, my boss.Sam smiled at me and nodded. “Go on, Sook. We don’t officially open for business until after the wedding.”So I followed Halleigh into Belle Rive, the Bellefleur mansion, recently restored to something like its antebellum glory. The wooden floors gleamed, the harp by the stairs shone with gilt, the silverware displayed on the big sideboard in the dining room glowed with polishing. There were servers in white coats buzzing around everywhere, the E(E)E logo on their tunics done in an elaborate black script. Extreme(ly Elegant) Events had become the premier upscale caterer in the United States. I felt a stab in my heart when I noticed the logo, because my missing guy worked for the supernatural branch of E(E)E. I didn’t have long to feel the ache, though, because Halleigh was dragging me up the stairs at a relentless pace.The first bedroom at the top was full of youngish women in gold-colored dresses, all fussing around Halleigh’s soon-to-be sister-in-law, Portia Bellefleur. Halleigh zoomed past that door to enter the second room on the left. It was equally full of younger women, but these were in midnight blue chiffon. The room was in chaos, with the bridesmaids’ civilian clothes piled here and there. There was a makeup and hair station over by the west wall, staffed by a stoic woman in a pink smock, curling rod in her hand.Halleigh tossed introductions through the air like paper pellets. “Gals, this is Sookie Stackhouse. Sookie, this is my sister Fay, my cousin Kelly, my best friend Sarah, my other best friend Dana. And here’s the dress. It’s an eight.”I was amazed that Halleigh had had the presence of mind to divest Tiffany of the bridesmaid dress before her departure for the hospital. Brides are ruthless. In a matter of minutes, I was stripped down to the essentials. I was glad I’d worn nice underwear, since there wasn’t any time for modesty. How embarrassing it would have been to be in granny panties with holes! The dress was lined, so I didn’t need a slip, another stroke of luck. There was a spare pair of thigh-highs, which I pulled on, and then the dress went over my head. Sometimes I wear a ten—in fact, most of the time—so I was holding my breath while Fay zipped it up.If I didn’t breathe a lot, it would be okay.“Super!” one of the other women (Dana?) said with great happiness. “Now the shoes.”“Oh, God,” I said when I saw them. They were very high heels dyed to match the midnight blue dress, and I slid my feet into them, anticipating pain. Kelly (maybe) buckled the straps, and I stood up. All of us held our breath as I took a step, then another. They were about half a size too small. It was an important half.“I can get through the wedding,” I said, and they all clapped."Over here then,” said Pink Smock, and I sat in her chair and had more makeup reapplied over my own and my hair redone while the real bridesmaids and Halleigh’s mother assisted Halleigh into her dress. Pink Smock had a lot of hair to work with. I’ve only had light trims in the past three years, I guess, and it’s way down past my shoulder blades now. My roommate, Amelia, had put some highlights in, and that had turned out real good. I was blonder than ever.I examined myself in the full-length mirror, and it seemed impossible I could have been so transformed in twenty minutes. From working barmaid in a white ruffled tux shirt and black trousers to bridesmaid in a midnight blue dress—and three inches taller, to boot.Hey, I looked great. The dress was a super color for me, the skirt was gently A-line, the short sleeves weren’t too tight, and it wasn’t low cut enough to look slutty. With my boobs, the slut factor kicks in if I’m not careful.I was yanked out of self-admiration by the practical Dana, who said, “Listen, here’s the drill.” From that moment on, I listened and nodded. I examined a little diagram. I nodded some more. Dana was one organized gal. If I ever invaded a small country, this was the woman I wanted on my side.By the time we made our way carefully down the stairs (long skirts and high heels, not a good combination), I was fully briefed and ready for my first trip down the aisle as a bridesmaid.Most girls have done this a couple of times before they reach twenty-six, but Tara Thornton, the only friend I had close enough to ask me, had up and eloped while I was out of town.The other wedding party was assembled downstairs when we descended. Portia’s group would precede Halleigh’s. The two grooms and their groomsmen were already outside if all was going smoothly, because now it was five minutes until liftoff.Portia Bellefleur and her bridesmaids averaged seven years older than Halleigh’s posse. Portia was the big sister of Andy Bellefleur, Bon Temps police detective and Halleigh’s groom. Portia’s dress was a little over-the-top—it was covered with pearls and so much lace and sequins I thought it could stand by itself—but then, it was Portia’s big day and she could wear whatever she damn well pleased. All Portia’s bridesmaids were wearing gold.The bridesmaids’ bouquets all matched—white and dark blue and yellow. Coordinated with the dark blue of Halleigh’s bridesmaid selection, the result was very pretty.The wedding planner, a thin nervous woman with a big cloud of dark curly hair, counted heads almost audibly. When she was satisfied everyone she needed was present and accounted for, she flung open the double doors to the huge brick patio. We could see the crowd, backs to us, seated on the lawn in two sections of white folding chairs, with a strip of red carpet running between the two sides. They were facing the platform where the priest stood at an altar decked in cloth and gleaming candlesticks. To the right of the priest, Portia’s groom, Glen Vick, was waiting, facing the house. And, therefore, us. He looked very, very nervous, but he was smiling. His groomsmen were already in position flanking him.Portia’s golden bridesmaids stepped out onto the patio, and one by one they began their march down the aisle through the manicured garden. The scent of wedding flowers made the night sweet. And the Belle Rive roses were blooming, even in October.Finally, to a huge swell of music, Portia crossed the patio to the end of the carpet, the wedding coordinator (with some effort) lifting the train of Portia’s dress so it wouldn’t drag on the bricks.At the priest’s nod, everyone stood and faced the rear so they could see Portia’s triumphal march. She’d waited years for this.After Portia’s safe arrival at the altar, it was our party’s turn. Halleigh gave each one of us an air kiss on the cheek as we stepped past her out onto the patio. She even included me, which was sweet of her. The wedding coordinator sent us off one by one, to stand reflecting our designated groomsman up front. Mine was a Bellefleur cousin from Monroe who was quite startled to see me coming instead of Tiffany. I walked at the slow pace Dana had emphasized and held my bouquet in my clasped hands at the desired angle. I’d been watching the other maids like a hawk. I wanted to get this right.All the faces were turned to me, and I was so nervous I forgot to block. The thoughts of the crowd rushed at me in a gush of unwanted communication. Looks so pretty . . . What happened to Tiffany . . . ? Wow, what a rack. . . . Hurry it up, I need a drink. . . . What the hell am I doing here? She drags me to every dog fight in the parish.... I love wedding cake.A photographer stepped in front of me and took a picture. It was someone I knew, a pretty werewolf named Maria-Star Cooper. She was the assistant of Al Cumberland, a well-known photographer based in Shreveport. I smiled at Maria-Star and she took another shot. I continued down the carpet, held on to my smile, and pushed away all the racket in my head.After a moment I noticed there were blank spots in the crowd, which signaled the presence of vampires. Glen had requested a night wedding specifically so he could invite some of his more important vampire clients. I’d been sure Portia truly loved him when she agreed to that, because Portia didn’t like bloodsuckers at all. In fact, they gave her the creeps.I kind of liked vampires in general, because their brains were closed to me. Being in their company was oddly restful. Okay, a strain in other ways, but at least my brain could relax.Finally, I arrived at my designated spot. I’d watched Portia and Glen’s attendants arrange themselves in an inverted V, with a space at the front for the nuptial couple. Our group was doing the same thing. I’d nailed it, and I exhaled in relief. Since I wasn’t taking the place of the maid of honor, my work was over. All I had to do was stand still and look attentive, and I thought I could do that.The music swelled to a second crescendo, and the priest gave his signal again. The crowd rose and turned to look at the second bride. Halleigh began moving slowly toward us. She looked absolutely radiant. Halleigh had selected a much simpler dress than Portia’s, and she looked very young and very sweet. She was at least five years younger than Andy, maybe more. Halleigh’s dad, as tanned and fit as his wife, stepped out to take Halleigh’s arm when she drew abreast; since Portia had come down the aisle alone (her father was long dead), it had been decided Halleigh would, too.After I’d had my fill of Halleigh’s smile, I looked over the crowd who’d rotated to follow the bride’s progress.There were so many familiar faces: teachers from the elementary school where Halleigh taught, members of the police department where Andy worked, the friends of old Mrs. Caroline Bellefleur who were still alive and tottering, Portia’s fellow lawyers and other people who worked in the justice system, and Glen Vick’s clients and other accountants. Almost every chair was occupied.There were a few black faces to be seen, and a few brown faces, but most of the wedding guests were middle-class Caucasians. The palest faces in the crowd were the vampires’, of course. One of them I knew well. Bill Compton, my neighbor and former lover, was sitting about halfway back, wearing a tuxedo and looking very handsome. Bill managed to seem at home in whatever he chose to wear. Beside him sat his human girlfriend, Selah Pumphrey, a real estate agent from Clarice. She was wearing a burgundy gown that set off her dark hair. There were perhaps five vamps I didn’t recognize. I assumed they were clients of Glen’s. Though Glen didn’t know it, there were several other attendees who were more (and less) than human.My boss, Sam, was a rare true shapeshifter who could become any animal. The photographer was a werewolf like his assistant. To all the regular wedding guests, he looked like a well-rounded, rather short African-American male wearing a nice suit and carrying a big camera. But Al turned into a wolf at the full moon just like Maria-Star. There were a few other Weres in the crowd, though only one I knew—Amanda, a red-haired woman in her late thirties who owned a bar in Shreveport called the Hair of the Dog. Maybe Glen’s firm handled the bar’s books.And there was one werepanther, Calvin Norris. Calvin had brought a date, I was glad to see, though I was less than thrilled after I identified her as Tanya Grissom. Blech. What was she doing back in town? And why had Calvin been on the guest list? I liked him, but I couldn’t figure out the connection.While I’d been scanning the crowd for familiar faces, Halleigh had assumed her position by Andy, and now all the bridesmaids and groomsmen had to face forward to listen to the service.Since I didn’t have a big emotional investment in this proceeding, I found myself mentally wandering while Father Kempton Littrell, the Episcopal priest who ordinarily came to the little Bon Temps church once every two weeks, conducted the service. The lights that had been set up to illuminate the garden glinted off Father Littrell’s glasses and bleached some of the color out of his face. He looked almost like a vampire.Things proceeded pretty much on the standard plan. Boy, it was lucky I was used to standing up at the bar, because this was a lot of standing, and in high heels, too. I seldom wore heels, much less three-inch ones. It felt strange being five foot nine. I tried not to shift around, possessed my soul with patience.Now Glen was putting the ring on Portia’s finger, and Portia looked almost pretty as she looked down at their clasped hands. She’d never be one of my favorite people—nor I hers—but I wished her well. Glen was bony and had darkish receding hair and major glasses. If you called central casting and ordered an “accountant type,” they’d send you Glen. But I could tell directly from his brain that he loved Portia, and she loved him.I let myself shift a bit, put my weight a little more on my right leg.Then Father Littrell started all over again on Halleigh and Andy. I kept my smile pasted to my face (no problem there; I did it all the time at the bar) and watched Halleigh become Mrs. Andrew Bellefleur. I was lucky. Episcopalian weddings can be long, but the two couples had opted for having the shorter form of the service.At last the music swelled to triumphant strains, and the newlyweds exited to the house. The wedding party trailed after them in reverse order. On my way down the aisle, I felt genuinely happy and a weensy bit proud. I’d helped Halleigh in her time of need . . . and very soon I was going to get to take these shoes off.From his chair, Bill caught my eye and silently put his hand over his heart. It was a romantic and totally unexpected gesture, and for a moment I softened toward him. I very nearly smiled, though Selah was right there by his side. Just in time, I reminded myself that Bill was a no-good rat bastard, and I swept on my painful way. Sam was standing a couple of yards past the last row of chairs, wearing a white tux shirt like the one I’d had on and black dress pants. Relaxed and at ease, that was Sam. Even his tangled halo of strawberry blond hair somehow fit in.I flashed him a genuine smile, and he grinned back. He gave me a thumbs-up, and though shifter brains are hard to read, I could tell he approved of the way I looked and the way I’d conducted myself. His bright blue eyes never left me. He’s been my boss for five years, and we’ve gotten along great for the most part. He’d been pretty upset when I’d started dating a vampire, but he’d gotten over it.I needed to get to work, and pronto. I caught up with Dana. “When can we change?” I asked.“Oh, we have pictures to do yet,” Dana said cheerfully. Her husband had come up to put his arm around her. He was holding their baby, a tiny thing swaddled in sex-neutral yellow.“Surely I won’t be needed for those,” I said. “You-all took a lot of pictures earlier, right? Before what’s-her-name got sick.”“Tiffany. Yes, but there’ll be more.”I seriously doubted the family would want me in them, though my absence would unbalance the symmetry in the group pictures. I found Al Cumberland.“Yes,” he said, snapping away at the brides and grooms as they beamed at each other. “I do need some shots. You got to stay in costume.”“Crap,” I said, because my feet hurt.“Listen, Sookie, the best I can do is to shoot your group first. Andy, Halleigh! That is ... Mrs. Bellefleur! If you-all will come this way, let’s get your pictures done.”Portia Bellefleur Vick looked a little astonished that her group wasn’t going first, but she had way too many people to greet to really get riled. While Maria-Star snapped away at the touching scene, a distant relative wheeled old Miss Caroline up to Portia, and Portia bent to kiss her grandmother. Portia and Andy had lived with Miss Caroline for years, after their own parents had passed away. Miss Caroline’s poor health had delayed the weddings at least twice. The original plan had been for last spring, and it had been a rush job because Miss Caroline was failing. She’d had a heart attack and then recovered. After that, she’d broken her hip. I had to say, for someone who’d survived two major health disasters, Miss Caroline looked ... Well, to tell the truth, she looked just like a very old lady who’d had a heart attack and a broken hip. She was all dressed up in a beige silk suit. She even had on some makeup, and her snow-white hair was arranged à la Lauren Bacall. She’d been a beauty in her day, an autocrat her entire life, and a famous cook until the recent past.Caroline Bellefleur was in her seventh heaven this night. She’d married off both her grandchildren, she was getting plenty of tribute, and Belle Rive was looking spectacular, thanks to the vampire who was staring at her with an absolutely unreadable face.Bill Compton had discovered he was the Bellefleurs’ ancestor, and he had anonymously given Miss Caroline a whacking big bunch of money. She’d enjoyed spending it so much, and she had had no idea it had come from a vampire. She’d thought it a legacy from a distant relative. I thought it was kind of ironic that the Bellefleurs would just as soon have spit on Bill as thanked him. But he was part of the family, and I was glad he’d found a way to attend.I took a deep breath, banished Bill’s dark gaze from my consciousness, and smiled at the camera. I occupied my designated space in the pictures to balance out the wedding party, dodged the googly-eyed cousin, and finally hotfooted it up the stairs to change into my bartender’s rig.There was no one up here, and it was a relief to be in the room by myself.I shimmied out of the dress, hung it up, and sat on a stool to unbuckle the straps of the painful shoes.There was a little sound at the door, and I looked up, startled. Bill was standing just inside the room, his hands in his pockets, his skin glowing gently. His fangs were out.“Trying to change here,” I said tartly. No point in making a big show of modesty. He’d seen every inch of me.“You didn’t tell them,” he said.“Huh?” Then my brain caught up. Bill meant that I hadn’t told the Bellefleurs that he was their ancestor. “No, of course not,” I said. “You asked me not to.”“I thought, in your anger, you might give them the information.”I gave him an incredulous look. “No, some of us actually have honor,” I said. He looked away for a minute. “By the way, your face healed real well.”During the Fellowship of the Sun bombing in Rhodes, Bill’s face had been exposed to the sun with really stomach-churning results.“I slept for six days,” he said. “When I finally got up, it was mostly healed. And as for your dig about my failing in honor, I haven’t any defense ... except that when Sophie-Anne told me to pursue you . . . I was reluctant, Sookie. At first, I didn’t want to even pretend to have a permanent relationship with a human woman. I thought it degraded me. I only came into the bar to identify you when I couldn’t put it off any longer. And that evening didn’t turn out like I’d planned. I went outside with the drainers, and things happened. When you were the one who came to my aid, I decided it was fate. I did what I had been told to do by my queen. In so doing, I fell into a trap I couldn’t escape. I still can’t.”The trap of LUUUUVVVV, I thought sarcastically. But he was too serious, too calm, to mock. I was simply defending my own heart with the weapon of bitchiness.“You got you a girlfriend,” I said. “You go on back to Selah.” I looked down to make sure I’d gotten the little strap on the second sandal unlatched. I worked the shoe off. When I glanced back up, Bill’s dark eyes were fixed on me.“I would give anything to lie with you again,” he said.I froze, my hands in the act of rolling the thigh-high hose off my left leg.Okay, that pretty much stunned me on several different levels. First, the biblical “lie with.” Second, my astonishment that he considered me such a memorable bed partner.Maybe he only remembered the virgins.“I don’t want to fool with you tonight, and Sam’s waiting on me down there to help him tend bar,” I said roughly. “You go on.” I stood and turned my back to him while I pulled on my pants and my shirt, tucking the shirt in. Then it was time for the black running shoes. After a quick check in the mirror to make sure I still had on some lipstick, I faced the doorway.He was gone.I went down the wide stairs and out the patio doors into the garden, relieved to be resuming my more accustomed place behind a bar. My feet still hurt. So did the sore spot in my heart labeled Bill Compton.Sam gave me a smiling glance as I scurried into place. Miss Caroline had vetoed our request to leave a tip jar out, but bar patrons had already stuffed a few bills into an empty highball glass, and I intended to let that stay in position.“You looked real pretty in the dress,” Sam said as he mixed a rum and Coke. I handed a beer across the bar and smiled at the older man who’d come to fetch it. He gave me a huge tip, and I glanced down to see that in my hurry to get downstairs I’d skipped a button. I was showing a little extra cleavage. I was momentarily embarrassed, but it wasn’t a slutty button, just a “Hey, I’ve got boobs” button. So I let it be.“Thanks,” I said, hoping Sam hadn’t noticed this quick evaluation. “I hope I did everything right.”“Of course you did,” Sam said, as if the possibility of me blowing my new role had never crossed his mind. This is why he’s the greatest boss I’ve ever had.“Well, good evening,” said a slightly nasal voice, and I looked up from the wine I was pouring to see that Tanya Grissom was taking up space and breathing air that could be better used by almost anyone else. Her escort, Calvin, was nowhere in sight.“Hey, Tanya,” Sam said. “How you doing? It’s been a while.”“Well, I had to tie up some loose ends in Mississippi,” Tanya said. “But I’m back here visiting, and I wondered if you needed any part-time help, Sam.”I pressed my mouth shut and kept my hands busy. Tanya stepped to the side nearest Sam when an elderly lady asked me for some tonic water with a wedge of lime. I handed it to her so quickly she looked astonished, and then I took care of Sam’s next customer. I could hear from Sam’s brain that he was pleased to see Tanya. Men can be idiots, right? To be fair, I did know some things about her that Sam didn’t.Selah Pumphrey was next in line, and I could only be amazed at my luck. However, Bill’s girlfriend just asked for a rum and Coke.“Sure,” I said, trying not to sound relieved, and began putting the drink together.“I heard him,” Selah said very quietly.“Heard who?” I asked, distracted by my effort to listen to what Tanya and Sam were saying—either with my ears or with my brain.“I heard Bill when he was talking to you earlier.” When I didn’t speak, she continued, “I snuck up the stairs after him.”“Then he knows you were there,” I said absently, and handed her the drink. Her eyes flared wide at me for a second— alarmed, angry? She stalked off. If wishes could kill, I would be lifeless on the ground.Tanya began to turn away from Sam as if her body was thinking of leaving, but her head was still talking to my boss. Finally, her whole self went back to her date. I looked after her, thinking dark thoughts.“Well, that’s good news,” Sam said with a smile. “Tanya’s available for a while.”I bit back my urge to tell him that Tanya had made it quite clear she was available. “Oh, yeah, great,” I said. There were so many people I liked. Why were two of the women I really didn’t care for at this wedding tonight? Well, at least my feet were practically whimpering with pleasure at getting out of the too-small heels.

Editorial Reviews

Praise for #1 New York Times bestselling author Charlaine Harris’s Sookie Stackhouse novels“It’s the kind of book you look forward to reading before you go to bed, thinking you’re only going to read one chapter, and then you end up reading seven.”—Alan Ball, executive producer of True Blood“Vivid, subtle, and funny in her portrayal of southern life.”—Entertainment Weekly“Charlaine Harris has vividly imagined telepathic barmaid Sookie Stackhouse and her small-town Louisiana milieu, where humans, vampires, shapeshifters, and other sentient critters live...Her mash-up of genres is delightful, taking elements from mysteries, horror stories, and romances.”—Milwaukee Journal Sentinel“The series continues to be inventive and funny with an engaging, smart, and sexy heroine.”—The Denver Post“Blending action, romance, and comedy, Harris has created a fully functioning world so very close to our own, except, of course, for the vamps and other supernatural creatures.”—The Toronto Star