This is the first novel of one of the most iconic “vampire chronicles” of our century. "The Forbidden fruit". A blood fruit for vampires obsessed with eternal hunger. The fruit of the last, bloody kiss for mortals, who for immortals are either prey or lovers for a short hour of the night. But what will it be, this forbidden, dark fruit, for a woman who has dedicated her life to the exquisite art of hunting the exquisite "midnight hunters"? Passion is a game. Danger is a game. Death is a game. Because there is no more stylish game in the world than a game with death... “I don’t date vampires. I kill them."My name is Anita Blake. Vampires call me Executioner. As I call them - do not repeat. Since the Supreme Court granted equal rights to the undead, most people think that vampires are ordinary people with only fangs. I know better. I saw their victims. I still have the scars...But now a serial killer is exterminating vampires - and the most powerful bloodsucker in the city wants me to find the killer...I arrived at Forbidden Fruit a little after midnight. Jean-Claude stood at the bottom of the steps. He was leaning against the wall and was absolutely motionless. If he was breathing, I didn't notice it. The wind picked at the lace of his shirt. A lock of black hair curled over his smooth, pale cheek. “You smell the blood of other people, ma petite.” I smiled sweetly at him, “No one you know...”