by Gail Carriger
Alexia Tarabotti is laboring under a great many social tribulations. First, she has no soul. Second, she's a spinster whose father is both Italian and dead. Third, she was rudely attacked by a vampire, breaking all standards of social etiquette.
Where to go from there? From bad to worse apparently, for Alexia accidentally kills the vampire -- and then the appalling Lord Maccon (loud, messy, gorgeous, and werewolf) is sent by Queen Victoria to investigate.
With unexpected vampires appearing and expected vampires disappearing, everyone seems to believe Alexia responsible. Can she figure out what is actually happening to London's high society? Will her soulless ability to negate supernatural powers prove useful or just plain embarrassing? Finally, who is the real enemy, and do they have treacle tart?
SOULLESS is a comedy of manners set in Victorian London: full of werewolves, vampires, dirigibles, and tea-drinking.
I so loved this book that I honestly don't know where to start! It reminded me quite a bit of the Amelia Peabody mysteries by Elizabeth Peters (some of my all-time favorite books), with the added bonus of werewolves, vampires, and steampunk (Oh my!). Anyhow, the mystery in this one felt a bit in the background in places, but Alexia carries the story so well that I really would have read about her having tea with a dustbin. I was laughing aloud throughout the book, and flat out just loved it. Can't wait to read the rest of the series! (And I'm glad I jumped on this one a bit late--there are more books to read now and I don't have to wait for them to be published!!)
Random side note: I really don't care for the cover of this book, nor the covers for rest of the series. The figure makes me kind of want to prod her in the back and whisper "stand up straight!" Am I alone in this??