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Je m'appelle Jaz Parks. J'ai plusieurs cordes à mon arc : assassin pour le compte de la CIA, ceinture noire de taekwondo, danseuse du ventre... OK, la dernière, c'est juste une couverture pour ma mission actuelle: récupérer un prototype d'armure issu de la biotechnologie, en tuant le maniaque qui l'a volé. A savoir Chien-Lung, un vampire obsédé par les dragons et invulnérable tant qu'il porte cette cuirasse dernier cri... c'est-à-dire en permanence. Et puis il y a les Pillards, des monstres venus de la nuit des temps qui tuent des innocents pour dévorer leur âme. Le seul hic, c'est que je peux détecter leur présence. Alors eux non plus ne vont pas tarder à vouloir... ma mort.

The next instalment in this sharp supernatural series, featuring the CIA's top black ops assassin: a 291-year-old vampire!

In Jaz Parks' final urban fantasy adventure, she faces the challenge of returning to Hell one last time.

Jaz Parks and the gang take down their most treacherous enemy yet

Jaz Parks returns in a new urban fantasy filled with angry gnomes, curses, and romantic intrigue.

The latest installment in this supernatural series follows the CIA's top black ops assassin, a 291-year-old vampire.

I'm Lucille Robinson (aka Jaz Parks). This is a mission unlike anything my vampire boss, Vayl, and I have ever been on. It's not our usual take-them-out-and-run; it's an undercover mission that needs the whole gang: a psychic, an interpreter, and a weapons specialist. We've never gone in which such heavy artillery before, but the more the merrier, right? Um...nope. At least not since Vayl and I learned part of our job is to ferret out a mole concealed in our unit. To add to our problems, we're being harried by a pack of reavers bent on revenge, and targeted by a Seer who wants to share Vayl's power - at any cost. This is going to be a blast.

I'm Jaz Parks. My boss is Vayl, born in Romania in 1744. Died there too, at the hand of his vampire wife, Liliana. But that's ancient history. For the moment Vayl works for the C.I.A. doing what he does best--assassination. And I help. You could say I'm an Assistant Assassin. But then I'd have to kick your ass. Vayl and I have to take out a Miami plastic surgeon with ties to terrorism. But the assignment gets complicated when it turns out he's in cahoots with a supernatural nasty powerful enough to bring America to her knees.