Happy Hour Of The Damned by Mark Henry   March 2008 by Kensington Books

(from back cover) "Seattle. One minute you're drinking a vanilla breve, the next, some creepy old dude is breathing on you, turning you into a zombie. And that's just for starters. Now, the recently deceased Amanda Feral is trying to make her way through Seattle's undead scene with style (mortuary-grade makeup, six-inch stilettos, Balenciaga handbag on sale) while satisfying her craving for human flesh (Don't judge. And no, not like chicken.) and decent vodkatinis.

Making her way through a dangerous world of cloud-doped bloodsuckers, reapers, horny and horned devils, werewolves, celebrities, and PR-obsessed shapeshifters - not to mention an extremely hot bartender named Ricardo - isn't easy. And the minute one of Amanda's undead friends disappears after texting the word, "help" (The undead - so dramatic!) she knows the afterlife is about to get really ugly.

Something sinister is at hand. Someone or something is hellbent on turning Seattle's undead underworld into a place of true terror. And this time, Amanda may meet a fate a lot worse than death..."

Mark Henry's debut urban fantasy is absolutely one of the most unique, hilarious (side-splitting), gory, and twisted tales I've ever read. Amanda Feral brings to mind Paris Hilton zombi-fied! She's a total Bitch, but I love her! The cast of characters in this tale are really well done.  Mr Henry's unparraleled spin on the undead underworld is uproariously witty, and entertaining to the max. I highly recommend Happy Hour Of The Damned. Now go and get yourself a copy - you know you want to.  

 Zombies are going to be the newest it-thing!