The King is dead...Long live the King.Nye Saer is four hundred year old vampire. Bad guy, one time leader of the notorious Six who's trying to turn over a new leaf and grow a heart.With all six Roman founders dead and gone, it's up to him to bring order back to the London underworld, but there's one problem. They don't fear him as much as they should.Isobel is the human sister of the newborn founder Alex...and you never want to mess with a founding vampire, no matter how good they claim to be. When she turns up on his doorstep, Nye has to go against everything he is in order to protect her from his enemies. But when strange markings begin to appear all over London, unrest amongst the vampires and his conflicting concern over Isobel will be the least of Nye's problems. He's seen the symbols before and there's only one thing it could mean.The Unhallowed are back...and they're not happy. Views: 140
Seventeen-year-old Skylar has always been haunted by fleeting yet powerful feelings that something around her has gone wrong. Those impressions have never seemed to reflect anything real, and have only earned her stares and whispers behind her back. But after she meets a mysterious boy named Win, she learns an unsettling truth: we are not alone on Earth. In fact, visitors from beyond the stars are manipulating our planet and the essential fabric of our world; life as we know it is starting to unravel. And Skylar—and her heightened awareness—just may be the key to our salvation. Views: 138
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Birds called. Breezes played among branches just bursting into green. Daffodils, proud and erect, stood in clumps about the dazzling lawn. Young, pulsing, eager things elbowed their way through last year\'s leaves to taste the morning sun; the wide-eyed celandine, yellower than butter; the little violet, hugging the earth for fear of being seen; the sturdy bourgeois daisy; the pale-faced anemone, earliest to wake and earliest to sleep; the blue bird\'s-eye in small family groups; the blatant dandelion already a head and shoulders taller than any neighbor. Every twig in the old garden bore its new load of buds that were soft as kittens\' paws; and up the wrinkled trunks of ancient trees young ivy leaves chased each other like school-boys. Spring had come again, and its eternal spirit spread the message of new-born hope, stirred the sap of awakening life, warmed the bosom of a wintry earth and put into the hearts of birds the old desire to mate. But the lonely girl turned a deaf ear to the call, and rounded her shoulders over the elderly desk with tears blistering her letter. "I\'m miserable, miserable," she wrote. "There doesn\'t seem to be anything to live for. I suppose it\'s selfish and horrid to grumble because Mother has married again, but why did she choose the very moment when she was to take me into life? Oh, Alice, what am I to do? I feel like a rabbit with its foot in a trap, listening to the traffic on the main road—like a newly fledged bird brought down with a broken wing among the dead leaves of Rip Van Winkle\'s sleeping-place. You\'ll laugh when you read this, and say that I\'m dramatizing my feelings and writing for effect; but if you\'ve got any heart at all, you\'d cry if you saw me (me of all girls!) buried alive out here without a single soul to speak to who\'s as young as I am—hushed if I laugh by mistake, scowled at if I let myself move quickly, catching old age every hour I stay here." "Why, Alice, just think of it! There\'s not a person or a thing in and out of this house that\'s not old. I don\'t mean old as we thought of it at school, thirty and thirty-five, but really and awfully old. The house is the oldest for miles round. My grandfather is seventy-two, and my grandmother\'s seventy. The servants are old, the trees are old, the horses are old; and even the dogs lie about with dim eyes waiting for death." "When Mother was here, it was bearable. We escaped as often as we could, and rode and drove and made secret visits to the city and saw the plays at matinees. There\'s nothing old about Mother. I suppose that\'s why she married again. But now that I\'m left alone in this house of decay, where everybody and everything belongs to the past, I\'m frightened of being so young, and catch looks that make me feel that I ought to be ashamed of myself. It\'s so long since I quarreled with a girl or flirted with a boy that I can\'t remember it. I\'m forgetting how to laugh. I\'m beginning not to care about clothes or whether I look nice." "One day is exactly like another. I wander about aimlessly with nothing to do, nowhere to go, no one to speak to. I\'ve even begun to give up reading novels, because they make me so jealous. It\'s all wrong, Alice. It\'s bad and unhealthy. It puts mutinous thoughts into my head. Honestly, the only way in which I can get the sort of thrill that I ought to have now, if ever I am to thrill at all, is in making wild plans of escape, so wild and so naughty that I don\'t think I\'d better write about them, even to you, dear." "Mother\'s on her honeymoon. She went away a week ago in a state of self-conscious happiness that left Grandfather and Grandmother snappy and disagreeable. She will be away four months, and every weekly letter that comes from her will make this place more and more unbearable and me more restless and dangerous.... Views: 136
Blood Will Be Spilled. . .In the dark shadows of a sultry southern town, a serial killer strikes. It's an act of sinister precision that has happened many times before. . .every victim an offering to a hunger that can never be sated. . .Night After Night. . .The next morning, Caitlyn Montgomery Bandeaux wakes covered in blood. But Caitlyn has no memory of the night before, when her estranged husband was brutally murdered like so many others she has known. . . After Night. . .Wanted by the police and haunted by horrifying, fragmented memories, Caitlyn turns to Adam Hunt, the town's new psychologist. But how far can she really trust him? For as a twisted killer strikes again and again, Caitlyn's about to discover that those who appear the most innocent are usually the most evil. . .ReviewLisa Jackson shows yet again why she is one of the best at romantic suspense. A pure nail biter. -- Harlan Coben on YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW Shiveringly good suspense! Lisa Jackson ratchets up the tension as one woman's desperate search for her missing son takes her to the very brink of losing her husband, her sanity, her very self. -- Lisa Gardner on YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW 'WITHOUT MERCY blends murder mystery with romance and religious conspiracy and should appeal to fans of all three.' -- West Australian on WITHOUT MERCY A fast-paced and surprisingly complex story... . The depiction of the protagonist... reaches an unusual depth, and the crisp, skillful language infuse every sentence with suspense...will keep readers riveted. -- Publisher's Weekly on WITHOUT MERCY 'A fast moving thriller with plenty of twists and turns, and an easy flowing style that readily catches the reader up in its thrall.' -- Canberra Times on MALICE About the AuthorLisa Jackson has been writing romantic fiction for fifteen years. Over sixty of her books have been published and reprinted in more than a dozen foreign languages. A single mother, she is a native of Oregon, where she still resides with her two teenage sons. Lisa is often asked what is the key to her success, and her unfailing answer is a keen imagination, incredible friends, loving family, and always, loads of laughter. As Oscar Wilde is purported to have said, "Life is too important to be taken seriously." Views: 136
"Kurtz's strengths lie in her patient accumulation of telling detail, well-articulated plots, and believable magics. Should bring the fans flocking, and attract newcomers too." —Kirkus Reviews Speculation runs rampant throughout the kingdom of Gwynedd as to when, and to whom, King Kelson will finally be wed. As a rival monarch takes his rightful place on the throne of a nearby land, it becomes more imperative than ever that Kelson produce a long-awaited heir. With the mystical Deryni blood flowing through his veins, Kelson can only hope for a woman whose power and conviction are equal to his own. Love is set aside for duty—and Kelson the king must make the choice that Kelson the man cannot.... Views: 135
She was warned... Wendy is excited when she spots the cat charm in Mrs. Bast's booth. It will be the perfect addition to her cat collection. But Mrs. Bast refuses to sell it to her. She warns Wendy that it isn't a cat charm -- it is a werecat charm. And it is dangerous. Wendy doesn't care. She has to have it. She grabs the charm, throws down some money, and runs. And that night -- at the stroke of midnight -- Wendy starts to change... Views: 134
This fierce and beautiful story charts the histories of two women: Rae, young, unmarried, and far from home, awaits the birth of her first child. Lila, a fortune-teller with no interest in the future, lost her own daughter more than a quarter of a century earlier in New York. When these two women meet in Southern California, it s earthquake weather the time when unexpected things happen. Immediately, their lives and fortunes become intertwined, as Rae tries to break away from the man she has been with since high school and Lila reaches into the past to search for the child she lost.This contemporary world is set against a series of Russian folktales told by an old woman who lives at the edge of Manhattan, in a place so well hidden it can only be found once in a lifetime."
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The Book of Jhereg and The Book of Taltos collected the first five novels of Steven Brust's highly imaginative fantasy series that Locus praised as "entertaining and worth reading." The Book of Athyra features books six and seven in the series—Athyra and Orca. Vlad Taltos is a sorcerer and assassin without peer—as deadly at spell casting as he is with sword wielding. Accompanying him on his journeys are two leathery-winged jhereg who share a telepathic link with Vlad—and triple his chances against even the most powerful of enemies... In Athyra, Vlad finds he's ready to retire himself and his jhereg companions, but the biggest hitters of the House of the Jhereg have something else in mind. In Orca, Vlad must repay a debt to a boy who saved his life—even if it means breaking a financial scandal big enough to bring down the House of the Orca, and possibly the entire Empire... Views: 134
Wishing to become famous one holiday season, spoiled rich girl Reva Dalby believes that her prosperous father can give her anything she wants...but when she goes too far, she realizes that someone is stalking her. Views: 133
