Poor Allison. One minute she's crying into her tequila in a country-western bar. and the next she's a vampire. She'd fallen for a lot of lines in her time, but she's never had a morning after like this one, waking up alone in a seedy L.A. motel room, dumped again  and suddenly one of the undead. Seth had promised her that things would be different. Then he sucked her dry and left her without so much as a training manual. Now it's up to her to figure out how to survive without a clue in the seamy underbelly of the city at night. But survival is more of a long shot than ever once Allison gets on the bad side of a catty coven of exotic dancers……all of them vengeful vampires.