Pocket Books Urban Fantasy
So there's this vampire, right? And he has some brain damage, so sometimes he blacks out and wakes up and finds himself holding dismembered bodies and doesn't know how it happened. Or sometimes he forgets what decade he lives in, or that he's dead. He is also, incidentally, a BAMF and on the vampire scale he's scary hardcore uberpowered vamp. Except for that little hiccup regarding his brain- but that kind of just makes him a SCARY
Also, he owned a strip club for a while but then it got blown up so now he owns a bowling alley, staffed by a lot of former strippers. He has a daughter vampire who has an eating disorder so sometimes she just eats everything in sight when she has a bad day. He's got a wife vampire who can make herself seem like a living breathing human. He has a classic Mustang that is possessed and therefore is just slightly a bit carnivorous, and also may be able to fly, and can drive up buildings. Fang makes Christine cry oil tears and hide in the garage.
All of this I explain to you so that you see the pure WTFAWESOMEsauce of this series. I will also say that I never finished Book 2 (ReVamped) because I really just lost interest in it, but I still gave Crossed a try and I'm really glad I did. All the fun stuff that made the first book, Staked, rock kind of comes back on for this one.
I don't think you can read it without at least reading Staked, because the world it's set in barely makes sense anyway (I swear, everybody gets a new power of the week or like, a magic sparkle of some kind or some damn thing) but you need to know what was in Staked, to get us to the point of Crossed.
In Crossed, Eric the aforementioned bamf vampire, is going on his honeymoon to France. Which is cool, because we get out of Void City (I don't even remember if that's its actual name anymore. I think it's a nickname that everyone just calls it by...) and hit Paris. And in one of my personal credits for making any action-oriented adventure good, we do in fact watch the characters shoot the ever-loving fuck out of Paris. Well, not shoot exactly, but there are fights on the Eiffel Tower, giant traffic-disrupting megafights, and exploding explosions.
Meanwhile, back at the Void, his vicious vampire maker shows up (and I'll be honest I have no idea why she shows up anymore and totally never cared in the first place) and she wants to kill him (again I have no memory of why and meh, does it really matter? No it does not). The psychotic vampire girl with the eating disorder, Greta, and Eric's buddy and were-cat-deity-thing Talbot set about kicking her ass. Or, um, trying.
Then there's stuff going on with shifty Lord Philip who is like Prince of the City or something, and Ebon Winter who is vampire pop rock god in a way that's kind of more awesome than Lestat, and something about the soulless priest, and then Eric's magic haunted gun finally comes in handy (I love his ancestral ghost JP who drawls and hangs around bitching about his not-so-living descendant).
This is not the series to read when you want high fantasy and detailed world building. But when you want shiny, shiny bloodspatter, violence, really disturbing imagery, and general crazy? Pick it up. It does not disappoint.
ETA: 120 days til Dance with Dragons.