Review: "Up from the Grave"

Up from the Grave by Jeaniene Frost. 

There’s always one more grave to dig.
Lately, life has been unnaturally calm for vampires Cat Crawfield and her husband Bones. They should have known better than to relax their guard, because a shocking revelation sends them back into action to stop an all-out war…
A rogue CIA agent is involved in horrifying secret activities that threaten to raise tensions between humans and the undead to dangerous heights. Now Cat and Bones are in a race against time to save their friends from a fate worse than death…because the more secrets they unravel, the deadlier the consequences. And if they fail, their lives—and those of everyone they hold dear— will be hovering on the edge of the grave.

My rating:

I've really been putting off this review because all it's gonna be is one long goodbye. No sense in denying it, that's what it'll be.. I can go on and on about how great the book was like the others and so on, but it's just really sad to let this series go completely. It's just weird to think of never having a book with Cat and Bones again. No more of Cat's POV which I've always loved, she's such a strong character and it's always entertaining to be inside her head. And Bones.. Wow I'll miss him. I know, I know maybe, most likely, there will be more to see of them in the last Night Prince book and if there's more Night huntress world (Which there better be! Need that Ian book), but it won't be the same. Ever. 

Luckily though, the series ended with one awesome book! although I kept looking at some of the things that happened and thinking, huh well that could make a book more so I had to remind myself that it wasn't. This is the end. There will be no more. That said though I still think there's some things that's left unfinished for me. Like the fact that Marie wanted to know the location of Kramer. 
I'm also happy that the series ended before it got too boring and the books became more filling than actual having things happening in them and being good. 

I don't have much else to say. It was an amazing book, I loved every minute of it. I'll miss Cat and Bones and all the other characters as well and I just hope to see more of them in other books. I was happy with the end of it and couldn't help, but cry a little just because I knew this was it, and it alsp felt like Cat and Bones were saying goodbye to their friends, at least for a little while, but of course that also makes it sad to think of. 
Thanks for writing an amazing series Jeaniene Frost. 
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"You don't? Shame on you, Crispin. Married how long, and you haven't spanked your wife with a metal spatula yet?"I'd gotte used to Ian's assumption that everone was as perverted as he was, so I didn't miss a beat. "We prefer blender beaters for our kitchen utensil kink," I said with a straight face. Bones hid his smile behind his hand, but Ian looked intrigued."I haven't tried that... oh, you're lying, aren't you?" "Ya think?" I asked with a snort. Ian gave a sigh of exaggerated patience and glanced at Bones. "Being related to her through you is a real trial."

I used to get a rush from going on a hunt, but as much as I wanted Madigan dead, if I could have traded killing him myself for all of this being over, I would. In a hot second. Maybe this was what people called getting older. Or maybe after so many years of "hunt, kill, regroup, and repeat" I realized I had nothing left to prove, either to myself or anyone else. -Cat. 

"I don't need these," Ian said, flashing emerald in his turquoise gaze for a split second, "when I have this." With a casual swipe of his hand, he ripped his shirt open, causing buttons to fly everywhere. Another swipe took his sleep mask all the way off. Finally, he finger-combed his shoulder-length hair and smiled at his reflection in the rearview mirror. "I am after all, irresistible."

Then the person I least expected to take my side strolled into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a bed sheet wrapped around his hips. "Why do you bother, Crispin? You married a fighter, so stop trying to convince her that the sidelines suit her better.""The day you love anyone but yourself is the day I'll take your marital advice, Ian," Bones bit back in an icy tone. "then today is that day," Ian replied sharply, "for I love you, you wretched, pig-headed guttersnipe. I also love that arrogant, overprivliged dandy smirking at us" - a wave indicated Spade, whose aforementioned smirk vanished - "as well as the emotionally fractured, malfunctioning psychic who sired me. And you, Crispin, love a bloodthirsty hellion who's probably killed more people in her thirty years than I have in over two centuries of living, so again I say, don't bother trying to convince her that she isn't who she is."

 "We were never properly introduced," I said in a vicious purr. "I'm the Red Reaper, and you're dead."-Cat

Then, since half of our group couldn't fly, the rest of us grabbed a person and played Iron Man's version of Barrel of Monkeys.

About the author: 

Jeaniene Frost is the New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling author of the Night Huntress series, the Night Prince series, and the upcoming Broken Destiny series. To date, foreign rights for her novels have sold to twenty different countries. Jeaniene lives in North Carolina with her husband Matthew, who long ago accepted that she rarely cooks and always sleeps in on the weekends. Aside from writing, Jeaniene enjoys reading, poetry, watching movies with her husband, exploring old cemeteries, spelunking and traveling – by car. Airplanes, children, and cook books frighten her.

For information on Jeaniene's books, reading the first 20% of each book free, book trailers, deleted scenes, creature mythology, and more, please visit: www.jeanienefrost.c


  1. "With a casual swipe of his hand, he ripped his shirt open, causing buttons to fly everywhere. "
    Best visual ever!


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