Duncan's new novel is an investigation of the world of the senses - the seductiveness of evil, and the affection which keeps us human.

Yor're the last. I'm sorry. The end is coming. For two centuries Jacob Marlowe has wandered the world, enslaved by his lunatic appetites and tormented by the memory of his first and most monstrous crime. Now, the last of his kind, he knows he can't go on. But as Jake counts down to demise, a violent murder and an extraordinary meeting plunge him straight back into the desperate pursuit of life.

Monster. Murderer. Mother-to-be. After the death of her lover Jake, Talulla Demetriou finds herself to be the last living werewolf. Pregnant, grieving and on the run, she flees to an Alaskan hunting lodge to have her child in secret and keep the bloodline alive. It looks as if the worst is over. Until the door bursts open - and she discovers that the worst has only just begun...

From Dracula to Buffy the Vampire Slayer; from Castlevania to Tru Blood, the romance between popular culture and vampires hearkens back to humanity's darkest, deepest fears, flowing through our very blood, fears of death, and life, and insatiable hunger. And yet, there is an attraction, undeniable, to the vampire archetype, whether the pale European count, impeccably dressed and coldly masculine, yet strangely ambiguous, ready to sink his sharp teeth deep into his victims' necks, draining or converting them, or the vamp, the count's feminine counterpart, villain and victim in one, using her...