I’m so excited to announce this as my book club pick for the month of July! This month I want to read and review books about vampires in preparation for Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer and I couldn’t have picked a better vampire book for this month.

Synopsis

This book is the complete opposite of what you imagine a vampire is. Vampirism isn’t something you contract by being bitten, it’s a parasite that goes into your body. The main character Cal becomes a vampire after having sex with a gothic girl named Morgan. Because we all know, don’t have unprotected sex or you will become a vampire and die. In Cal’s case, he is a one in one thousand case of being a carrier of the disease, without the bad stuff of making him want to eat humans. Instead, he is the carrier of the disease and anybody he has sex with, or kisses, he infects and turns them into a vampire. In this book, he joins the Night Watch and it is his civil duty to capture all of the vampires in New York before they go crazy and wipe out the whole human race. Perfect for STEM majors, nerds of science, and for those who want just a good laugh on what a vampire book is about.

Synopsis From the Publisher

Last year as college freshman, narrator Cal was infected by exotic goth Morgan with a parasite that caused following girlfriends to become vampire-like ghouls he calls parasite-positives “Peeps”. A carrier without symptoms, he hunts his progeny for the centuries old bureaucratic Night Watch. But victims are showing more sanity, pretty human Lacey is pushing his buttons, and her apartment building basement houses fierce hordes of ravening rats, red-eyed cats, and monstrous worms that threaten all. Morgan has the secret to a centuries-old conspiracy and upcoming battle to save the human race.

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Favorite Quotes from the Book

“Haven’t you ever known someone rejected by a lover, who, consumed by rage and jealousy, never lets go? They look on from a distance, unseen but boiling inside. The emotion never seems to tire, this hatred mixed with intense obsession, even with a kind of twisted love.” 

As a bio major, I figured “free will” meant chemicals in your brain telling you what to do, the molecules bouncing around in a way that felt like choosing but was actually the dance of little gears–neurons and hormones bubbling up into decisions like clockwork. You don’t use your body; it uses you.

Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire? 

Um, maybe?