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Joe Pitts stashes of blood and money are running low, so he takes a gig with the local Vampyre Clan. See, something new is on the streets, a new high so strong it can send a Vampyre spazzing through Joes local watering hole.

Joe Pitts stashes of blood and money are running low, so he takes a gig with the local Vampyre Clan. See, something new is on the streets, a new high so strong it can send a Vampyre spazzing through Joes local watering hole.

The thrilling conclusion of the revered Henry Thompson trilogy, this text follows crime fiction fan's hero as he makes one final, desperate play for his parents' lives.

Nobody lives forever. Not even a Vampyre. Just ask Joe Pitt. After exposing the secret source of blood for half of Manhattan's Vampyres, he's definitely a dead man walking. He's been a punching bag and a bullet magnet for every Vampyre Clan in Manhattan, Brooklyn, and the Bronx, not to mention a private eye, an enforcer, an exile, and a vigilante, but now he's just a target with legs. For a year he's sloshed around the subway tunnels and sewer...

From the Battery to the Bronx, Manhattan is crawling with Vampyres like Joe Pitt. Reluctantly, Joe finds himself hunting a shambler infected with a flesh-eating bacteria and searching for a little rich girl whos gone missing.

From the Battery to the Bronx, Manhattan is crawling with Vampyres like Joe Pitt. Reluctantly, Joe finds himself hunting a shambler infected with a flesh-eating bacteria and searching for a little rich girl whos gone missing.

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It's like this: a series of bullet-riddled bad breaks has seen rogue Vampyre and terminal tough guy Joe Pitt go from PI for hire to Clan-connected enforcer to dead man walking in a New York minute. And after burning all his bridges, the only one left to cross leads to the Bronx, where Joe's brass knuckles and straight razor can't keep him from running afoul of a sadistic old bloodsucker with a bad bark and a worse bite. Even if every Clan in M...

[Charlie Huston's] action scenes are unparalleled in crime fiction and his dialogue is so hip and dead-on that Elmore Leonard should be getting nervous.”-Publishers Weekly (starred review), on Half the Blood of BrooklynIt's like this: a series of bullet-riddled bad breaks has seen rogue Vampyre and terminal tough guy Joe Pitt go from PI for hire to Clan-connected enforcer to dead man walking in a New York minute. And after burning all his brid...

With one in ten people stricken with the illness that prevents sleep, LA cop Parker T. Haas is posing as a drug dealer, working undercover to prevent the black market trade of the only drug known to offer relief to people who are sleepless.

NOBODY LIVES FOREVER. NOT EVEN A VAMPYRE.

There's only so much room on the Island, only so much blood, and Manhattan's Vampyre Clans aren't interested in sharing. So when the Vyrus-infected dregs of New York's outer boroughs start creeping across the bridges, the Clans want to know why. Bad luck for PI Joe Pitt. Joe used to be a Rogue, work off his own dime, pick his own gigs, but tight times and a terminally ill girlfriend pushed him to the renegade Society Clan. Now he has all the c...

What LAPD cop Parker Hass wants is a world both safe and just for his wife and infant daughter. But then a plague of insomnia strikes. Working undercover as a drug dealer in a Los Angeles ruled in equal parts by martial law and insurgency, Park is tasked with cutting off illegal trade in Dreamer, the only drug that can give the infected their precious sleep. After a year of lost leads, Park stumbles into the perilous shadows cast by the pharma...

With one in ten people stricken with the illness that prevents sleep, LA cop Parker T. Haas is posing as a drug dealer, working undercover to prevent the black market trade of the only drug known to offer relief to people who are sleepless.