Blood Canticle (The Vampire Chronicles, #10)

ISBN: 0676975976
ISBN 13: 9780676975970
By: Anne Rice

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Anne Rice continues her astonishing Vampire Chronicles in a new novel that begins where Blackwood Farm left off — and tells the story of Lestat’s quest for redemption, goodness, and the love of Rowan Mayfair.Welcome back to Blackwood Farm. Here are all of the brilliantly conceived characters that make up the two worlds of vampires and witches: Mona Mayfair, who’s come to the farm to die and is brought into the realm of the undead; her uncle, Julian Mayfair, guardian of the family, determined to forever torment Lestat for what he has done to Mona; Rowan Mayfair, brilliant neurosurgeon and witch, who finds herself dangerously drawn to the all-powerful Lestat; her husband, Michael Curry, hero of the Mayfair Chronicles, who seeks Lestat’s help with the temporary madness of his wife; Ash Templeton, a 5,000-year-old Taltos who has taken Mona’s child; and Patsy, the country-western singer, who returns to avenge her death at the hands of her son, Quinn Blackwood. Delightfully, at the book’s centre is the Vampire Lestat, once the epitome of evil, now pursuing the transformation set in motion with Memnoch the Devil. He struggles with his vampirism and yearns for goodness, purity and love, as he saves Patsy’s ghost from the dark realm of the Earthbound, uncovers the mystery of the Taltos and unselfishly decides the fate of his beloved Rowan Mayfair.A story of love and loyalty, of the search for passion and promise, Blood Canticle is Anne Rice at her finest.

Reader's Thoughts

Litchick (is stuck in the 19th century)


** spoiler alert ** I was so upset with this book. It's nothing like her other ones, and I get the honest feeling that she just wanted to finish the entire vampire chronicle series, and mayfair witch series by wrapping up all the loose ends together in one book. It definitely shows. First of all, Mona. She's a character I genuinely liked, fierce, independent, intelligent, a little arrogant but wickedly fun, and full of potential. And what did rice do to tie off that end? Made her sick, turned her into a vampire, and threw her into the lovelorn arms of Quinn Blackwood.....okay... Then, there is just too much going on, extra padding, and not enough vampire to even consider this a part of the vampire chronicles. But above all, I'm sick to death of Rowan Mayfair, and it sickens me even more that this woman, who is lackluster, boring, and described as cold and rigid, is the fall of Lestat. He becomes a lovesick idiot in her "thrall". After the first mayfair book, I was already bored with her, she was idealized far too much, descriptions of her only said how tremendous a person she was, but her character never struck me the way others did. I cannot begin to express my disappointment with the way Rice wrote that even LESTAT was unable to fight the pheromones. I really wish i'd never read this book, because i'll carry this with me forever as the official, straight from the authors mind, end to a story that was a part of my childhood, adolesence, and finally, my entrance into adulthood. The only book that tops this in that category "Worst end to a promising series" is Stephenie Meyer's Breaking Dawn.

Jason Gusman

The final book in the Vampire Chronicles? With Anne's husband, Stan, passing on, and Anne writing about Jesus instead of gothic horror, this may just be the end. For a finale it came up short. We did see a few t's crossed and i's dotted, but it didn't come with a cliffhanging turn. The sereies seemed to peter out like a Model T running out of gas. Yes, the Mayfair family members came full circle, but not much else of significance occurred besides besides wrapping up the adventures of Blackwood Farm as anyone could predict beforehand.

Troy Blackford

The peak of Anne Rice's breakdown - this is basically an excuse for long-atheist characters to pound their fists about religion, to ruminate on how the former, late Pope is doing, and generally a way to pretend that whatever random assortment of stuff she was thinking about/interested in during the few months she spent writing this made a story if all compressed together.Famous for her getting on Amazon and blasting people who gave it a bad review.


It's been a long time since I read these books. But when I started these series I remember just how much I loved them. I didn't consider myself that much of a reader until that point. But I ran through these book series in a couple of months. Some of these books are well deserving of their 5 stars, specially the original trilogy. Even take of The Body Thief, while it had it's slow scenes is a strong 4 or 4.5. But then there are some weaker stories. Merrick is a good example. I enjoyed David, but sadly I didn't find his character that interesting connected with Merrick, I actually feel like introducing the Mayfair witches into the vampire series was a huge mistake. Which is one of the main reasons why I simply couldn't enjoy this book. This was not a conclusion to the Vampire Chronicles. This was a conclusion to the Mayfair Witches. Most of the focus remains in their characters. And frankly I didn't find the characters very likable and those who I did became background noise. I only read the first book and for the most part I liked Rowan in that book. But I really disliked the character in this book. I didn't care for Mona and Quinn lost what made him interesting in the previous book. Lestat was a stranger. And why should I care about the Taltos?Instead of a powerful goodbye to the characters that for 8 books (Blackwood Farm was new characters and characters from the Mayfair series too, but it was at least slightly better) we grew to love and care for. Louis, Armand, Marius, etc. We get a bunch of new characters and witches from a completely different series. If Meyer wanted to write another Mayfair Witches book, that what she should have done, and include it as part of this series. For this book to carry the title of "Vampire Chronicles" is almost an insult when we only get an OOC Lestat and small guest appearances of one or two Vampire Chronicles characters, and a couple of throw away lines about others, who get only a couple of lines before they are just as quickly gone.


I loved the first vampire chronicles and the Mayfair witches story. She was draging the vampire stories a bit too long with all the individual books afterwards. But this one is really a waste of space. There's nothing left of the magnificent Lestat, there's no plot and no meaning to this construction. Horrible and bloodless. On the plus side, I payed 10 cents for it.

Jessica Harker

Easily one of the single most awful books I've read. The writing was excruciating, the story ridiculous. This made me want to flee into the arms of Anne's earlier work, fold myself into the lush, lyrical writing of novels past, and dismiss this book and the one preceding it as cruel jokes; as nightmares; as phantoms I'd never need to acknowledge ever again. I'm very passionate about the fact that the end of this series is dead to me. I'd just as soon pretend trees had never been felled to print this trash.This is not Anne Rice.

Melissa Cavanaugh

** spoiler alert ** What a disappointing conclusion to the Vampire Chronicles and the tales of the Mayfair witches and the Taltos. It reads as though it were written by someone who had skimmed the Cliffs Notes of the previous books. The writing is terrible, the characters behave in bizarre and inconsistent ways, the text is full of errors, and the plot is full of holes. What happened to David Talbot and Louis, last ensconced in Lestat's flat on the Rue Royale? What happened to the Talamasca's declaration of enmity against the vampires? How likely is it that Dolly Jean knows not only about the "Walking Babies" but the "Blood Children"? What is that bizarre obsession with Saint Juan Diego? And are we really supposed to believe that the Taltos ended up on a Caribbean island overrun by drug lords? I should have known this one would be terrible when it began with a tirade, via Lestat, about the fact that no one liked Memnoch the Devil and pointed out that that book had outsold all of the other chronicles.

Ainee Gale Tan

I know it's quite wrong that the first book I read from Anne Rice's The Vampire Chronicles is the last book she wrote for the series. Okay, kill me now. Haha! But because, in here where I am staying, it is difficult to find a complete collection of the chronicles. Sad. Yet I'll try my best to complete it so let's move on now. Nevertheless, I did enjoy and understand the story XpOkay... I read this and I cannot just stop... to the point that I forgot to eat my meals XD Anne Rice is awesome. The book is well written and I am truly mesmerized by it. There's no way I could miss her other books from now on :"> The story is full of knowledge, well for me. It may seem look like a blabbing from a vampire who wants to be a saint and religious servant of Christendom but, come on, Lestat stressed out why he wanted it. Oh! And I love Lestat <3 Who even doesn't? Lol The tales about Taltos are really interesting as well. And there's about the ghosts and the Light and the Dark Gift and falling in love... Bravo! I didn't regret I read this. Two thumbs up!

Sisi WhoWouldLikeToKnow?

Honestly, never in a million years had I ever imagined giving any of these books a 1 out of 5. But Blood Canticle is like Anne Rice woke up one day, smelled the roses, opened the balcony doors to be greeted by the shouts of her adoring fans, and then proceeded to perch on the railing and shit on all of them. I'm talking diarreah, buddy. Lestat is a pussy. No seriously, if you have one of those Edward vs. Lestat arguments, hide this and never use it in your arsenal. I've warned you. Second...hell, I can't even remember. I don't think I ever got past page 100. Maybe, maybe, I reached 150. This coming from a fan.One day, I will return and give a more coherent review other than "I'm bitter, this is a mockery of my favorite vampires". It won't be soon.

Michelle Bacon

What can I say about this book? Very little that is promising, that's for sure. I love Anne Rice's work and the Mayfair Witches are the best in my opinion. This was to be the last of the Vampire Chronicles and the Mayfair Witches too. Personally, I think she should NEVER have converged the two stories to begin with. Both are great stories. I don't think Anne can let go of Lestat because she continues to write about him even after taking breaks and trying to find her Catholic roots. Now we understand that Prince Lestat will be coming out in October. I'm going to be positive about this and believe that Anne has found her voice again in Lestat and can bring him back the way we loved him back in "the day". I also am hopeful that the Mayfairs are not in this book. My fingers are crossed.This book brings Lestat to the dying Mona Mayfair where he gives her the Dark Gift. Rowan Mayfair is desperate to find her child, Morrigan the Taltos. Rowan wants to find out why they become 'walking babies' and wants to do tests at her clinic. The book is not your standard Anne Rice novel with the rich flow of words, but instead is choppy and disconnected. Lots of one word sentences and littered with extra characters that leave you wondering what their role is. I think this should have been more of the continuation of the Witch Chronicles rather than vampires. Here's to hoping Prince Lestat will be a more promising tale.


It was kind of disappointing to read because the relationships were flat and there was just a lot of blood and gore and more cold and vain commentaries from Lestat.


Do not read this book if you are very attached to the Mayfair Trilogy as it was. This book alters the direction of the trilogy completely, and you might not like where it goes -- I know I didn't. Overall, the story is interesting enough to finish the book, and if you've been hungry for the continuation of the story, you won't be able to stop yourself. There are, however, some awful AWFUL paragraphs when Lestat is speaking to the reader that made me sad that Anne Rice decided to include Mona, Rowan and Michael in this mess. I am not sure if my dislike of this book is the fault of how bad the writing seems (especially when held up against The Witching Hour) or because of how beloved the characters are to me, but either way, this book was a disappointment. Shame on you, Anne, Michael Curry deserved better!


Anne Rice has said this is the last of the Vampire Chronicles, I'm not sure if this is the last of the Mayfair Witches, but this review is written under the belief that Blood Canticle is the end of both. Anne Rice is my favorite author. The Witching Hour is my favorite book. As I reached the end of the chronicles and the time came to read Blood Canticle I didn't want to. I wanted to stay on those cracked humid sidewalks of the French Quarter and bask in the flickering light of the gaslamps. I feel not only connected to her characters, but to my beloved New Orleans. There are always rereads, but this would be the end of my first time through the series, the book would never again have this freshness. I looked at the end of it all and started reading while aware of the polarizing reviews. I did not like the way the book started out, Lestat was way too self aware and it took me out of the story. There was a difference in the writing, for example (not in text): Night Air. Click of heels. Mosquitos. There seemed to be a lot of these short clunky pieces without the velvety smooth signature Anne Rice richness to envelop them. Lestat's new swing for slang was annoying, why would he even bother? And for that matter why would an almost godlike vampire Maharet use email instead of telepathy or a face to face encounter to deliver her news? What’s her email address? TeamEdwardxoxo@yahoo (lol just kidding)? Maybe more thought to balance it out? The book is too short, especially so considering this ties up both the Mayfair and Vampire books. Mona's transformation was superficial (aside from her wanting to reunite with Morrigan and her trials at Mayfair Medical (I would have LOVED for that to have been developed more) and so much about Aunt Queen's clothes and not enough about her possible trouble/guilt/growing pains at having to feed off the living and being undead. In one chapter she gets a computer and offers meditations but I would have prefered if it had been developed as the book progressed instead of being thrown at me all at once. While most of the plot was about Mona (her turning into a vamp, looking for the Taltos) poor Quinn fell by the wayside when he could have used more development considering the book Blackwood Farm just ended and how he was adjusting to the changes. I also did not like how Rowan fell for Lestat. I did not believe their "lovestruck" obsession until the end of the book in the last chapter when the attraction was beautifully expressed, but at the same time should it have even existed in the first place? What about Michael? I really liked him and he is just a shadow in this book- a doormat. At times it seemed like there were too many characters in the scenes, overcomplicating the plot and robbing their development. I could keep going on, Patty, the Ghosts, the search, but it all boils down to that this book was too short. Blood Canticle was supposed to be about Lestat's redemption by not being selfish in the act of turning Rowan over to the blood, it could have worked, I would not have been as peeved at Michael's neglect, Rowan and Lestat's romance would have been more believable, IF ONLY IT HAD BEEN LONGER! More development that looks like a quilt instead of a brick wall. The book ends with Lestat being hungry and I am too! I understand Anne Rice went through some tough times while finsihing this book, I hold nothing against her. I still love you Anne Rice!


A few comments... To begin by being rather summary, I can unfortunately say that my needs for satisfaction in Lestat's return have been forever suspended. It may have been sincere love for the dazzling performances demonstrated by Rice in the primary "Chronicles" that propelled me into the far reaches of it's modest conclusions. Those longing for the savage delight of Lestat's rogueish nature would be best rewarded for a retreat into his formative years. Upon recollection, the most serious offenses of Rice to the memory of her seamlessly crafted Frenchman manifests itself in his crude adoption of "modern" language. The reader is subjected to this straightaway. This haphazard adaptation can be observed in the inaugural chapter, which is nothing more than disorganized banter about Lestat's wish to become a clergyman, dispelling the air of lovable evil and caprice garnered previously. In but one sufficient example, Lestat rejects the onslaught of guilt eminent in the face of performing the "Dark Trick" with nonsensical pseudo-parlance like: "Nada, never, mais non, forget about it, get out of here, not in a pig's eye, pa-lease, gimme a break, no way." Atrocities to his previously surreptitious manner are feebly defended on page 24 of the selection which reads: "It's just that all the debasing subterfuge is falling away from me, don't you see? Not the glamour, you understand, keep your mind on the image, baby! We're only losing those elements which tended to cheapen my discourse, and throw up a barrier of--artificial quaintness, more or less." Shame, all that "debasing subterfuge" was what distracted the reader from the common conception of vampires and other beasts tragically debased by the like of the Meyer sisters. Gone are the traces of Rice's nods to Bram Stoker, and instead we are met with piles of unceremonious material of other supernatural origins. At this instance however, they are not accompanied by the literary excellence that fostered intrigue and smoothed the edges of the reader's discomfort with the origin of the namesake monsters. Further complaint can and should be raised at the author's choice to end such a lengthy series with a distracting and unwelcome departure into the sudden revelation of the 'Taltos' species. It appears that the defining endeavors of a freshly inducted character are met in the small space of less than 100 pages. It would appear that Lestat has adopted the air of compulsively-tempered father figure rather than self-serving soldier of fortune. The change is scrupulous and admirable. If you should find the proffered end of this otherwise magnificent series on your bookshelf and in favor of your attentions, it is true that some comforts may be found hidden, requiring extrication: The quaint story of Blackwood Farm is continued, although it has been removed from the forefront of developments. Also, the surrogate guest member of the Talamasca from the above mentioned preceding title called "Stirling Oliver" is present, although the reader will undoubtedly be found wanting if viewing him in the lens crafted by the legacy of David Talbot. Also, the close of events finds Lestat faced with a moral choice of obvious objection, not unlike the events in the final moments of "The Tale of the Body Thief". As a perfect example of the demeanor change in our beloved "hero", the high road is taken in stark contrast. To those who may suspect it, I have not read the autonomous story of the Mayfair Witches offered as parallel to the latter titles comprising the "Chronicles". If better representation of the deviation from her original miracle can be found in those volumes, one may rebut with obvious concern over the discrepancy between title and content, where these witches encroach on the tales of the Blood Children. Also, having the unexpectedly bitter taste of their unwelcome flair to the titles I have read, these additional volumes would likely garner only dust if left to my provisions.

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