Personal Darkness

Stiff and ancient, their faces blackened, skin pale but unburned, they move across the heaths and hills until they come to the pink-tinged outskirts of the city, where windows glow like Polaroid and the innocent mingle with the damned.There they will make a new home, a beautiful home to replace the one that lies in ashes. Puccini will play, the chessboard will come out, and the seductions and the feasts will begin...But for motorcycle riding Uncle Camillo, Malach the warrior, for glamorous Althese, and pale-eyed, half-mortal Rachaela, the history of the Scarabae has reached a turning point. One of their own--little, beautiful Ruth--is igniting a blaze of blood and chaos through the streets of London so that now, among the deathless ones, a life must be sacrificed, another begun...