When Edie was fired from her paranormal nursing job at
County Hospital, her whole world came crashing down. Now she is once again
shaken to her core. Her mother is deathly ill and there’s only one thing that
will save her: vampire blood. But with the paranormal community shunning Edie,
where can she find it…without losing her own life in the process?
Edie hopes to procure it at her new job at the clinic across
town, where the forces of evil loom large. Vampire gang wars are rampant. Old
underground enemies are rising to the surface. And Eide’s zombie ex-boyfriend
has arrived at the scene—but is he the same man he used to be? And what should
she make of the enigmatic doctor with whom she shares an unexpected connection?
She’ll have to figure it out soon, because all hell is about to break loose—literally—and
time is running out…
Shapeshifted
(Edie Spence, book three) by Cassie Alexander
Start date: November
17, 2021
End date: November 19,
2021
Rating: 4 ½ out of 5
stars
Trigger warning: gang violence
Each novel gets better as the series
progresses.
Shapeshifted picks up a little
bit after Moonshifted left off. After Edie was shunned, she lost her job
at County Hospital, meaning the protection that the Shadows gave to Jake, her
brother, was gone. He’s back on drugs, and Edie is back to worrying if he’ll
overdose and die in a ditch somewhere. She’s working overnights at a sleep
clinic now. Not only would her previous job have no record of her working there
(so Edie has a gap in her résumé), but none of her coworkers remember her either
(so no current references). When Edie runs into her former coworker Gina in
town, it becomes obvious the Shadows wiped her memory.
“You don’t remember me?”
She frowned deeply. “No. Should I?”
I blinked. Oh, no. I’d told the Shadows I didn’t want them to change my memories—maybe instead they’d changed everyone else’s?
“I’m sorry—I must have you confused with someone else,” I said. It wasn’t worth Gina wondering who the Shadows had stolen away from her for the rest of her day. I’d been the one to choose remembering. I didn’t think she would have chosen to forget. (Alexander 111)
