I have a confession: I was just about done with vampires. Unlike some of my friends, who seem to have an endless thirst for the latest vampire/werewolf/demon/angel/zombie combo on page or screen, I was starting to think I had lost my appetite for this popular genre entirely. It had begun to seem tired, wan, pale, a little…bloodless. That is, until I picked up Matt Haig's THE RADLEYS.
"...a suspenseful and at times horrifying vampire novel, complete with gruesome killings and a brutal climactic scene."
It's no secret that I've loved Haig's fiction for years; from his Labrador Retriever-narrated THE LAST FAMILY IN ENGLAND to his brilliant