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The foyer faced large cream- colored double doors and opened onto a hallway;
the walls were painted pale peach, and the doorways ranging them were framed
with intricate molding. Ferns splashed from squat brass urns set between them.
Donnell lay back against the pillows, watching her rapt face as she unbuttoned
his shirt, and when she bent down to kiss his chest, he shivered. It was as if a
pale beast the shape of Otille had dipped her muzzle into him and fed. Her hips
... of her skin seemed to transmit, as if he had plunged his head into the arc of a
prayer. He rubbed his cheek along her arm. Her fingers tangled in his hair, and
he felt drifty. The lamplight shaded the skin of her arm from gold into pale olive, ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dukedom_enough - www.librarything.com
We've been taught in recent years to think of mindless brain-eaters when we hear the word "zombies". In 1984, Shepard's first novel inverted the stereotype. A secret medical project, hidden in the ... Read full review
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I just don't like zombies, sorry...Not a bad book, sort of reminded me of Shelley's _Frankenstein_. Read full review