"Sometimes being a vampire isn't all it's cracked up to be . . . Take it from me, Francesca Marinelli. I was trapped underground for more than two hundred years and unearthed during the renovation of a Victorian mansion in historic St. Augustine. Being something of a tourist attraction myself, I'm well suited for a job as a ghost tour guide. A vampire telling ghost stories. Is that a kick of what? Hey, I'm 227 years old. I want to learn things, do things, see things! With enough sunblock, I can have a new lease of afterlife. But . . . Getting used to being a vampire in the twenty-first century is tough. First, everything I learned about men is a little dated. Then a woman from my tour group turns up dead. Naturally, the police think I'm responsible, and it's not so easy to prove I didn't do it. To top it all off, a crazed vigilante squad called the Covenant is out to get me. Between the dead bodies, the stalkers, and my seriously nonexistent love life, I'm starting to think it was easier being a vampire when I was undead and buried." Book Jacket.