First Glen Duncan gave us his monstrously fascinating, genre-reinventing The Last Werewolf: the story of Jake, a werewolf using a profoundly human being heart, considering bringing to a finish the timeless legend of his kind . Then Talulla Rising: Jake’s werewolf lover, mother to newborn twins, on the run from those that want her ruined . . . And today By Blood We Live: a stunningly erotic appreciate story that gives us the final battle for success between werewolves and vampires, and one last searing-and about By Blood We Live brilliantly ironic-look at what it means to become, or never to be, human.

The story starts: Talulla has resolved into an uneasy equilibrium. With her twins securely at her aspect, as well as the devotion of her enthusiast, Walker, she has what appears to be a normal family members life-except because of their monthly transformation into werewolves hungry for human flesh. But even this hard-won, tenuous peace can be undermined for Talulla by nagging thoughts of Remshi, the twenty-thousand-year-old vampire who haunts her dreams. For his part, Remshi can’t escape the sensation that he knows Talulla from many (many, many) years before. Still, they have their interruptions: Talulla has been pursued by a fanatical, Vatican-based Christian cult, and Remshi is normally following a path of reckless feedings by a newly turned vampire bent on revenge. But, as the novel unfolds, Talulla and Remshi are inexorably drawn to each other-and toward as soon as when an ancient prophecy may finally arrive to pass.