Ramonne

The Return of The Vampire of Siam

 

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A year after he became embroiled in a seductive web of blood-letting, sexual excess, and mind-altering time shifting with a 175 year-old Vampire, Martin Larue returns to his adopted home of Bangkok a changed man.

With his shaved head and orange robe, he is barely recognized by the doorman to his luxury apartment.

For twelve months he had studied the Dharma of the great teacher Bhuddah.Learned the noble truths. Practiced the three fundamental principles – Not to do any evil. To cultivate good. To purify the mind.

His transcendent nirvana is shattered by the appearance at his apartment of Police Lieutenant Samarat who seeks his help in tracking down a killer – a killer who drains the blood of his victims.

In a cave on the shore of Cambodia, Ramonne, the vampire, has also been reborn. A local Shaman had procured just enough of his ashes from his fiery demise, to concoct a mystical potion that when injected into an infant bat, metamorphosed into an adult male vampire.

When his transformation was complete he was taken from the cave by Kanchana, a wealthy young woman who is terrified of a ravenous disease that has progressed through all female members of her family. The evolving vampire offers her the only chance for salvation – the gift of eternal life.

Ramonne complies and for awhile there are a pair of vampires stalking the shadows of Bangkok.

Martin is reunited with Areeyah, the sultry daughter of his and Ramonne's former nemesis Boonsong, and through their common suffering a romance is born. They join the new Police Lieutenant to help find what Martin prays is not a vampire. However Martin soon learns the truth.

 

“Newport retains, from his first novel, a sharp sense of place for modern Bangkok. This is the trendy Bangkok of the Emporium Suites, the skytrain, the Q Bar, the Bed Supperclub.”

The Nation