Ghost Town (The Morganville Vampires #9) by Rachel Caine

352 pages
Published October 26th 2010 by NAL(US)
Published November 1st 2010 by Allison & Busby (UK)
Rate: 5/5stars

Description:
The fragile peace between humans and vampires in Morganville is in trouble, and when Claire takes drastic action, she's put under serious pressure to re-establish the barriers that keep the town residents inside, and wipe the memories of those who leave. But working with her half-crazy vampire boss Myrnin means that things don't always turn out as planned ... and as the p ...more The fragile peace between humans and vampires in Morganville is in trouble, and when Claire takes drastic action, she's put under serious pressure to re-establish the barriers that keep the town residents inside, and wipe the memories of those who leave. But working with her half-crazy vampire boss Myrnin means that things don't always turn out as planned ... and as the people of Morganville begin acting strangely, Claire and her friends must solve the mystery and try to put things right. But one by one, her allies are turning on her ... even the ones she trusts most.

Review: OMG!! Rachel Caine has did it again. Ghost Town is yet another Fantastic book in the Morganville Vampires Series. I devoured this book in just over day, which for me is doesnt happened that often. It had me gripped from start to finish just like most of the other books in the series. It's Rachel Caine at her best. She has a way to keeping you hooked on a reading rollercoaster, one page everything is calm , the next its all up in air and you a gripping on to the pages to find out what is happening next.There is also plenty of laugh out loud moments. One aspect I loved about Ghost Town is that there is more MYRNIN!!! yeah. I am crazy for the crazy vamp. So that was a huge plus for me.

I am so lucky I had this opportunity to get a chance to read this before the offical released date. To all the fans of the series. You will not be disappointed with this fangtastic (lol) installment. It will have you on the edge of your seat and leave you screaming for more.

However, to those who haven't started this series, I would suggest reading from the first book Glass Houses as I feel it would maybe leave new readers a little confused. So get out there and read them.

I recommend this to everyone. I honestly do. It has something for everyone, adventure, action, and romance and a lot of pretty amazing characters and also a couple of bad one.

Rachel thank you for yet another gripping novel in the Morganville Series. Cant wait for Bite Club!!!!

Siobhan (admin)

25th Sept 2010

Rachel Caine will be doing a book signing in Waterstones in Argyle Street on the 22nd of June

To get more info go to the store and the will put you on the mailing list

Marianne


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It didn’t take long at all to read the book. She stopped in a park on the way home, sitting in a sun-faded rubber swing seat, rocking slowly back and forth as she flipped pages.

It was about people she’d never heard of ... and people she knew. Amelie, for one. Amelie’s disputes with various vampires. Amelie’s decisions to sentence that person for their crimes, spare that one. There were other vampires profiled, too. Some she’d never heard of; she supposed that they’d died, or left, or maybe they were just reclusive. Oliver wasn’t in the book, because he was a latecomer to town. Neither, curiously, was Myrnin. She supposed Myrnin had been a closely guarded secret from the very beginning.

It was weirdly interesting, but overall, she didn’t know what good it was going to do her to know that Amelie had once filed a complaint against a man who owned a dry goods store (what was a dry goods store?) for cheating the human customers. And that the complaint had gotten his store taken away from him, and he’d opened the town’s first movie theater.

Boring.

In the end, Claire dropped the book into her backpack, and thought about mailing it anonymously in to the library. Maybe that was where it really belonged, anyway. She thought about it on the way home, but she ended up worrying about whether or not vampires could somehow sense she’d handled it. CSI: Vampire. Not a comforting thought.

“You’re late,” Michael remarked, as she walked into the Glass House through the kitchen door. He was standing at the sink washing dishes; there was nothing odder to her than seeing her housemate, who was all kinds of smoking hot, not to mention all kinds of vampire, up to his elbows in suds at the sink. “Also, it’s not my day to do kitchen. It’s yours.”

“Is that your passive-aggressive way of trying to get me to pick up your laundry duty?”

“I don’t know. Is it working?”

“Maybe.” She put her bags down at the table and went to join him at the sink. He washed plates and handed them over, and she rinsed and dried. Very domestic. “I was reading. I forgot what time it was.”

“Bookworm.” He flicked suds at her. Michael was in a really good mood, no question about that; he had been for the last couple of months. Getting out of Morganville and recording his music with a real, genuine recording company had been good for him. Coming back had been hard, but he’d finally settled back into the routine. They all had. It had been a crazy, weird vacation, almost like something they’d dreamed, Claire decided.

But damn, it had felt good to be out there with her friends, on the road, without the shadow of Morganville hanging over them. Much.

Michael abruptly stopped laughing, and just looked at her with those big blue eyes, and she felt momentarily dizzy, and felt a blush coming on. Not that he was flirting with her – not more than normal – but he was looking at her a lot more deeply than usual, and he didn’t blink.

Finally he did, turning his attention back to the sink, and washed another plate before he said, “You’re nervous about something. Your heartbeat’s faster than normal.”

“You can hear – Oh. Of course you can.” He hadn’t been staring at her so much as the blood moving through her veins, she thought. And that was kind of creepy, except it was Michael. He made creepy adorable, most of the time. “I ran part of the way home, that’s probably it.”

“Hey, if you don’t want to tell me, don’t. But I can tell when you lie.”

Okay, that was super creepy. “You can?”

He smiled grimly down at the dirty dishwater. “Nope. But see? You fell for it anyway. Careful, or I’ll read your mind with my super vampire powers.”

She sighed and wiped her hands as he pulled the plug on the dishwater and let it swirl away into the dark. The kitchen looked like someone actually cared. She really did owe him laundry, probably.

Claire tossed him