Obsidian Butterfly: An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel by Laurell K. HamiltonObsidian Butterfly: An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel by Laurell K. Hamilton

Obsidian Butterfly: An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel

byLaurell K. Hamilton

Mass Market Paperback | September 24, 2002

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#1 New York Times bestselling author Laurell K. Hamilton offers a sexy, suspenseful novel of human—and inhuman—passions, as vampire hunter Anita Blake must repay a favor to a man almost as dangerous as the ancient evil she's about to face...

Edward is a hit man, specializing in monsters, vampires, shapeshifters, anything and everything. There are people like Anita who do it legal, but Edward doesn't sweat the legalities, or, hell, the ethics. He's an equal opportunity killer.

Anita may be one of the few friends that Edward has, but it’s like being friends with a tame leopard. It may curl up on the foot of your bed and let you pet its head, but it can still eat your throat out...
Laurell K. Hamilton is a full-time writer and the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter series and the Merry Gentry series. She lives in a suburb of St. Louis with her family.
Title:Obsidian Butterfly: An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter NovelFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:608 pages, 6.7 × 4.2 × 1.3 inPublished:September 24, 2002Publisher:Penguin Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0515134503

ISBN - 13:9780515134506


Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of the best Less about Anita's lovers and more about Edward which makes this book awesome! Edward truly is a fascinating character.
Date published: 2018-02-18
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Back to basics This is one of the few later books I really enjoyed and it's largely because of Edward, the horror/mystery aspects have returned, and it's a break from Anita's harem of men. Don't worry, there's still lots of other male characters that immediately want to sleep with Anita -eyeroll- but thankfully there are no new additions. If you read the Anita Blake series for the horror & mystery aspects, this books is a nice, albeit brief, return to that.
Date published: 2017-10-27
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Best Yet This is easily my favorite book from the series as it centers on Edward.
Date published: 2017-03-30
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Love it or Hate it For this particular book, people either loved it for hated it. And I certainly lean toward the love side.
Date published: 2017-01-05
Rated 5 out of 5 by from More Edward - Just What I Needed! This just might be my favourite of the Antia Blake series ... although i don't really like the route that was taken with edward ... but a character has to grow somehow I guess. I really like the exploration of ethics and how Antia crosses her 'line' from monster-killer to monster that the books have to dwelling on for a while, although I can see it getting old real quick. I hope Peter comes back and kicks some ass in the future.
Date published: 2011-04-28
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Intense Ride Obsidian Butterfly is the ninth book in the Anita Blake series by Hamilton. It is one of my favourites of the series, despite the fact that neither of Anita's "boys" are really in it. What makes it so good is that it is all about Edward. Edward is by far the scariest and most dangerous human being Anita has ever met. He's a cold, calculating sociopath that enjoys killing. All the qualities that any professional hit man should have. Anita's and Edward's relationship, twisted as it is, has developed from mentorship into something akin to friendship. Anita trusts Edward to do two things. One, to keep his word. And two, to protect her back. Other than that, all bets are off, because there is one question in Edward's mind burning to be answered. Who is better? While Edward once told her he got to kill more things if he worked with her than against her, Anita doesn't one hundred percent trust him not to try and find out the answer to that burning question someday. But Edward would warn her when the time came. He'd want her to have a fair chance after all. Thank goodness even her friend the sociopath has rules he plays by. In Obsidian Butterfly, Anita finds herself in New Mexico. Edward has called in his favour. Anita owes him because she previously killed one of his backups, with good reason of course. Anita is both curious and scared as hell at what she will find because Edward sounds spooked. If whatever it is scares Edward, it will most likely terrify her. Of course Anita isn't one to run from what scares her. Nope, she prefers to face it head one, preferably with a gun in her hand. This time though her guns (and knives and sawed off shotgun) may not be enough when there is something out there flaying people and leaving them "alive". This is a great addition to the series. While I missed the 'guy's' back at home (especially Jean Claude), this book provides a great look at Edward's character and he is a very interesting (and scary) guy. Needless to say, Edward has some pretty scary friends too and Anita soon finds that the monsters she has to face might include her so-called backup. A word of caution, this is a gory one and has a disturbing rape scene. 2010-096
Date published: 2010-05-02
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Edward Book This is the 9th book in the Anita Blake Vampire Novels. Anita is called by Edward, a sociopath bounty hunter and calls in his favour from Anita. She owes him a favour when she killed his “backup” in a previous book. She flies to New Mexico to help Edward solve a series of murders. The cops believe a human is doing the crimes but Edward believes it is supernatural. Anita discovers that some of the victims are skinned alive (and still alive) and the others have been torn apart. Anita knows that Edward is going under his alter ego Ted Forrester. She realizes that “Ted” has a whole other life, a fiancé and kids and Anita tells him that he needs to leave them or she will kill him. They mutually agree to deal with that after the murders are solved. Anita is also keeping her distance from her two lovers, Jean-Claude and Richard. While investigating the murders, Anita has some possible suspects. The Aztec vampire Itzpapalotl also known as Obsidian Butterfly, a priest human servant, the local Ulfric and a necromancer Harold. She also learns that there is Aztec vampire that believes he is a god, called Red Woman’s Husband and has been sleeping for centuries and he is awakening. She must solve these murders and try to stay alive. This was a great book. I love the character of Edward and happy that we had a book completely dedicated to his character.
Date published: 2009-09-01
Rated 4 out of 5 by from very enjoyable This next installment in the Anita Blake series was quite injoyable and entertaining. I do have to admit that the lack of Jean-Claude and Richard made it slightly tedious. Although I was pleased to see more of Edward and learn his true story...or at least part of it, I find that without Jean-Claude and Richard in the story, it lost some of its charm. Therefore, this particular novel was certainly not one of my favorite. However, this was an excellent read with a terrifying storyline, gruesome details and tied so well together than i couldn't help but sigh once I closed the book. Laurell K. Hamilton is truly a gifted author. As always, Anita's world grows darker and more intense. She finally realizes her dilemma in this story. The dilemma of living without her other two "halves", leaving her far more vulnerable than ever. It was excellent and I am looking forward to reading the next novel.
Date published: 2009-02-10
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Oh Edward! Didn't think I was going to like this one cause Jean Claude or Richard wasn't in it, but Edward made up for them not being there. I like how you get to see Anita and Edward/Ted go from being partners to being friends.
Date published: 2008-03-17
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Edward Book I loved this book, but if you are not an Edward fan, you won't like it. Comedy seems funnier in this book, because the world revolves around out favourite sociopath. On the other hand, you may not like this book if you are a hardcore Edward fan. Hamilton twists this book to the extreme... Personally, I thought this one was the best of the bunch of coconuts. *Quote* My God, Holmes! How did you know the zombie was hiding in the flower pot? *End Quote*
Date published: 2004-06-17

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Chapter 1I was covered in blood, but it wasn't mine, so it was okay. Not only was it not my blood, but it was all animal blood. If the worst casualties of the night were six chickens and a goat, I could live with it, and so could everyone else. I'd raised seven corpses in one night. It was a record even for me.I pulled into my driveway at a quarter 'til dawn with the sky still dark and star-filled. I left the Jeep in the driveway, too tired to mess with the garage. It was May, but it felt like April. Spring in St. Louis was usually a two-day even between the end of winter and the beginning of summer. One day you were freezing your ass off and the next day it's be eighty plus. But this year it had been spring, a wet gentle spring.Except for the high number of zombies I'd raised, it had been a typical night. Everything from raising a civil war soldier for a local historical society to question, a will that needed a final signature, to a son's last confrontation with his abusive mother. I'd been neck deep in lawyers and therapists most of the night. If I heard, "How does that make you feel, Jonathan (or Cathy, or whoever)?" one more time tonight, I'd scream. I did not want to watch one more person "go with his or her feelings" ever. At least with most of the lawyers the bereaved didn't come to the graveside. The court-appointed lawyer would ascertain that the zombies raised had enough cognitive ability to know what they were signing, then he would sign off on the contract as a witness. If the zombie couldn't answer the questions, then no legal signature. The corpse had to be of "sound" ming to sign a legally binding signature. I'd never raised a zombie that couldn't pass the legal definition of soundness, but it happened sometimes. Jamison, a fellow animator at Animator's Inc., had a pair of lawyers come to blows on top of the grave. What fun.The air was cool enough to make me shiver as I walked down the sidewalk to my door. I could hear the phone ringing as I fumbled the key into the lock. I hit the door with my shoulder because no one ever calls just before dawn until it's important. For me that usually meant the police, which meant a murder scene. I kicked the door closed and ran for the phone in the kitchen. My answering machine had kicked on. My voice died on the machine and Edward's voice came on.""Anita, it's Edward. If you're there, pick up." Silence.I was running full out and skidded on my high heels, grabbing the receiver as I slid into the wall and nearly dropped the phone. I yelled into the receiver as I juggled the phone, "Edward, Edward, it's me! I'm here!"Edward was laughing softly when I could finally hear him."Glad I could be amusing. What's up?" I asked."I'm calling in my favor," he said quietly.It was my turn for silence. Once upon a time Edward had come to my aid, been my backup. He'd brought a friend, Harley, with him a smore backup. I'd ended up killing Harley. Now, Harley had tried to kill me first, and I'd just been quicker, but Edward had taken the killing personally. Picky, picky. Edward had given me a choice: either he and I could draw down on each other and find out once and for all which of us was better, or I could owe him a favor. Some day he would call me up and ask for me to be his backup like Harley. I'd agreed to the favor. I never wanted to come up against Edward for real. Because if I did, I was pretty sure I'd end up dead.Edward was a hit man. He specialized in monsters. Vampires, shapeshifters, anything and everything. There were people like that did it legal, but Edward didn't sweat the legalities, or hell, the ethics. He even occasionally did a human, but only if they had some sort of dangerous reputation. Other assassins, criminals, bad men, or women. Edward was an equal opportunity killer. He never discriminated, not for sex, religion, race, or even species. If it was dangerous, Edward would hunt it and kill it. It's what he lived for, what he was-a predator's predator.He'd been offered a contract on my life once. He'd turned it down and had come to town as my bodyguard, bringing Harley with him. I'd asked him why he hadn't taken the contract. His answer had been simple. If he took the contract, he only got to kill me. If he protected me, he thought he'd get to kill more people. Perfect Edward reasoning.He's either a sociopath or so close it makes little difference. I may be one of the few friends that Edward has, but it's like being friends with a tame leopard. It may curl on the foot of your bed and let you pet its head, but it can still eat your throat out. It just won't do it tonight."Anita, you still there?""I'm here, Edward.""You don't sound happy to hear from me.""Let's just say I'm cautious," I said.He laughed again. "Cautious. No, you're not cautious. You're suspicious.""Yeah," I said. "So what's the favor?""I need back up," he said."What could be so terrible that Death needs backup?""Ted Forrester needs backup from Anita Blake, vampire executioner."Ted Forrester was Edward's alter ego, his only legal identity that I was aware of. Ted was a bounty hunter that specialized in preternatural creatures that weren't vampires. As a general rule vamps were a specialty item, which was one of the reasons that there were licensed vamp executioners but not licensed anything else executioners. Maybe vampires just have a better political lobby, but whatever, they get the most press. Bounty hunters like Ted filled in the blanks between the police and the licensed executioners. They worked mostly in rancher-run states where it was still legal to hunt down varmints and kill them for money. Varmints still including lycnthropos. You could shoot them on sight in about six states as long as later a blood test proves they were lycanthropes. Some of the killings had been taken to court and were being contested, but nothing had changed yet on a local level."So, what does Ted need me for?" Though truthful I was relieved that it was Ted asking and not Edward. Edward on his own probably meant illegal, maybe even murder. I wasn't quite into cold-blooded murder. Not yet."Come to Sante Fe and find out," he said."New Mexico? Santa Fe, New Mexico?""Yes.""When?" I asked."Now.""Since I'm coming as Anita Blake, vamp executioner, I can flash my executioner's license and bring my arsenal.""Bring what you want," Edward said. "I'll share my toys with you when you arrive.""I haven't been to bed yet. Do I have time to get some sleep before I get on a plane?""Get a few hours sleep, but be here by afternoon. We've moved the bodies, but we're saving the rest of the crime scene for you.""What sort of crime scene?""I'd say murder, but that's not quite the right word. Slaughter, butcher, torture. Yes," he said, as if trying the word over in his mind, "a torture scene.""Are you trying to scare me?" I asked."No," he said."Then stop the theatrics and just tell me what the hell happened."He sighed, and for the first time I heard a dragging tiredness in his voice. "We've got ten missing. Twelve confirmed dead.""Shit," I said. "Why haven't I heard anything on the news?""The disappearances made the tabloids. I think the headline was, 'Bermuda Triangle in the Desert.' The twelve dead were three families. Neighbors just found them today.""How long had they been dead?" I asked."Days, nearly two weeks for one family.""Jesus, why didn't someone miss them sooner?""In the last ten years almost the entire population of Santa Fe has changed. We've got a huge influx of new people. Plus a lot of people have what amounts to vacation homes up here. The locals call the newcomers Californicatores.""Cute," I said, "but is Ted Forrester a local?""Ted lives near the city, yeah."A thrill went through me from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. Edward was the ultimate mystery man. I knew almost nothing about him, really. "Does this mean I get to see where you live?""You'll be staying with Ted Forrester," he said."But you're Ted Forrester, Edward. I'll be staying at your house, right?"He was quiet for a heart beat, then, "Yes."Suddenly, the whole trip seemed much more attractive. I was going to see Edward's house. I was going to be able to pry into his personal life, if he had one. What could be better?Though one thing was bothering me. "When you said families were the victimes, does that include kids?""Strangely, no," he said."Well, thank goodness for small blessings," I said."You always were a soft touch for the kiddies," he said."Does it really not bother you to see dead children?""No," he said.I just listened to him breath for a second or two. I knew that nothing bothered Edward. Nothing moved him. But children... every cop I knew hated to go to a scene where the vic was a child. There was something personal about it. Even those of us without children took it hard. That Edward didn't, bothered me. Funny, but it did."It bothers me," I said."I know," he said, "one of your more serious faults." There was an edge of humor to his voice."The fact that you're a sociopath, and that I'm not, is one of the things I take great pride in.""You don't have to be a sociopath to back me up, just a shooter, and you are that, Anita. You kill as easily as I do, if the circumstances are right."I didn't try and argue, because I couldn't. I decided to concentrate on the crime instead of my moral decay. "So Santa Fe has a large transient population.""Not transient," Edward said, "but mobile, very mobile. We have a lot of tourism, and a lot of people moving and out on a semi-permanent basis.""So no one knows their neighbors," I said, "or what their schedules should be.""Exactly." His voice was bland, empty, with that thread of tiredness underneath , and under that was something else. A tone-something."You think there's more bodies that you haven't found yet," I said. I made it a statement.He was quiet for a second, then said, "You heard it in my voice, didn't you?""Yeah," I said."I'm not sure I like that. You being able to read me that well.""Sorry. I'll try to be less intuitive.""Don't bother. Your intuition is one of the things that's kept you alive this long.""Are you making a joke about women's intuition?" I asked."No, I'm saying that you're someone who works from your gut, your emotions, not your head. It's a strength for you, and a weakness.""Too tenderhearted, am I?""Sometimes, and sometimes you're just as dead inside as I am."Hearing him state it like that was almost scary. Not that he was including me in the same breath as himself, but that Edward knew something had died inside of him."You ever miss the parts that are gone?" I asked. It was the closest thing to a personal question I'd ever asked him."No," he said. "Do you?"I thought about that for a moment. I started to say, yes, automatically, then stopped myself. Truth, always truth between us. "No, I guess I don't."He made a small sound, almost a laugh. "That's my girl."I was both flattered and vaguely irritated that I was "his girl." When in doubt, concentrate on the job. "What kind of monster is it, Edward?" I asked."I've no idea."That stopped me. Edward had been hunting preternatural bad guys years longer than I had. He knew monsters almost as well as I did, and he'd traveled the world killing monsters, so he had first hand knowledge of things I'd only read about."What do you mean, you have no idea?""I've never seen anything kill like this, Anita." I head an undercurrent in his voice that I'd almost never heard-fear. Edward, whose nickname among vamps and shapeshifters was Death, was afraid. It was a very bad sign."You're shook, Edward. That's not like you.""Wait until you see the victims. I've saved you photos of the other scenes, but the last one I kept intact, just for you.""How did the local law enforcement like putting a ribbon around a crime scene and wrapping it up just for little ol' me?""The local cops all like Ted. He's a good ol' boy. If Ted tells them you can help, they believe him.""But you're Ted Forrester," I said, "and you're not a good ol' boy.""But Ted is," he said, voice empty."Your secret identity," I said."Yeah," he said."Fine, I'll fly into Santa Fe this afternoon, or early evening.""Fly into Albuquerque instead. I'll meet you at the airport. Just call me and give me the time.""I can rent a car," I said."I'll be in Albuquerque on other business. It's not a problem.""What aren't you telling me?" I asked."Me, keeping secrets?" There was a thread of amusement in his voice again."You're the original mystery man, Edward. You love keeping secrets. It gives you a sense of power.""Does it?" he made it a question."Yeah, it does."He laughed softly. "Maybe it does. Make the ticket reservations and call me with the flight times. I've got to go." His voice went low as if someone else had come into the room.I hadn't asked what the urgency was. Ten missing, twelve confirmed dead. It was urgent. I hadn't asked if he'd be waiting for my call. Edward, who never spooked, was scared. He'd be waiting for my call.Reprinted from Obsidian Butterfly by Laurell K. Hamilton by permission of Ace Books, a member of Penguin Putnam Inc. Copyright (c) 2000, Laurell K. Hamilton. All rights reserved. This excerpt, or any parts thereof, may not be reproduced in any form without permission.

Editorial Reviews

Praise for the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter Novels“Hamilton remains one of the most inventive and exciting writers in the paranormal field.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author Charlaine Harris“If you’ve never read this series, I highly recommend/strongly suggest having the Anita Blake experience. Vampires, zombies, and shifters, oh my! And trust me, these are not your daughter’s vampires.”—Literati Book Reviews“A sex-positive, kick-ass female protagonist.”—Starburst “Number one New York Times bestseller Hamilton is still thrilling fans...with her amazing multifaceted characters and intricate multilayered world, a mix of erotic romance, crime-drama, and paranormal/fantasy fiction. Her descriptive prose is gritty and raw, with a mosaic of humor and horror to tell this complex, well-detailed story. But it’s her enigmatic stable of stars that continues to shine, managing their improbable interpersonal relationship dynamics.”—Library Journal