You know, there are a lot of things to like about this series. The creatures are interesting, the world is interesting, and the secondary cast gets ever bigger and more fleshed out, which I enjoy.

But the main character... she must be sucking the luck out of every person in a fifty mile radius, because none of her survival is due to brain power. I know I've complained about this before, but her inability to connect the dots is becoming ever more unbelievable. And this time, this time! She brings back to life a villain and I just want to kick her. The thing is, had she brought him back because they were in a tight spot and it was the dodgy but practical option, one taken to ensure the best chance of survival, I could have admired the gumption inherent in the choice even if I didn't totally agree with it. But no, essentially it's all hormones and overwrought emotion and I-can't-live-in-a-world-without-him! stick. Fail, Anita. FAIL.

One point in the narrative did confuse me: the disconnect between immortality and invulnerability. This book's Big Bad Vampire was big and bad because she was after immortality - but didn't a previous book in the series have a vampire that was literally millions of years old? Seriously, you mad old trout: stop doing everything you can to paint a target on your big stupid forehead and maybe people won't go around trying to knock you off before you exit your first millennium. This is not difficult.