By Seanan McGuire
Now comes the second one within the series-from a dynamic new myth expertise!
Toby Daye-a half-human, half-fae changeling-has been an intruder from delivery. after you have burned via each side of her history, Toby has denied the fae international, backing out to a "normal" lifestyles. regrettably for her, the Faerie global had different ideas...
Now her liege, the Duke of the Shadowed Hills, has requested Toby to visit the County of Tamed Lightning to ensure all is easily along with his niece, Countess January O'Leary. it kind of feels like an easy adequate assignment-until Toby discovers that somebody has all started murdering humans as regards to January, and that if the killer isn't stopped, January could be the subsequent victim.
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Your support of the author舗s rights is appreciated. com Chapter One I never used to keep close track of the phases of the moon. So I didn舗t know that it was one night shy of being full when a young woman sat down across from me in McAnally舗s pub and asked me to tell her all about something that could get her killed. 舠No,舡 I said. 舡 I folded the piece of paper, with its drawings of three concentric rings of spidery symbols, and slid it back over the polished oak-wood table. Kim Delaney frowned at me, and brushed some of her dark, shining hair back from her forehead.
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Maybe it舗s not werewolves. Crazy things happen sometimes. 舡 I gave her half of a smile, which she answered with a faint snort. 舠I舗ll probably be in my office, Dresden,舡 she said. 舡 And then she pulled out of the parking lot, turning quickly out onto the street. I didn舗t get into the Beetle. Instead, I watched the car that had followed us into the parking lot. It cruised around the far side of the lot, then started down the row, toward me, and kept on going. The driver, a striking woman with shaggy, dark brown hair, peppered with grey, did not turn to look at me as she went past.