Saturday, 13 January 2018
Innkeeper Chronicles #4 - Chapter 2 Part 1 by Ilona Andrews
You can read it here: http://innkeeper.ilona-andrews.com/2018/01/12/chapter-2-part-1/
Sunday, 7 January 2018
New snippet of "Magic Triumphs" (Kate Daniels #10) by Ilona Andrews
“I will hold my grandson,” Roland said, “and he will know I am his grandfather. That’s my price.”— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 6 stycznia 2018
Wednesday, 27 December 2017
Sunday, 10 December 2017
New snippets of "Magic Triumphs" (Kate Daniels #10) by Ilona Andrews
I knew the magic was up, because my aunt exploded into our bedroom and roared, “The child is missing!”
I sat bolt upright on the bed. Curran groaned. I realized I was still naked from last night and pulled a blanket over my chest.
“Knocking,” I told her. “Privacy.”
She glared at us. “This is no time to have sex! Your son is missing! I can’t feel him.”
Kill me, somebody. “He isn’t missing. He’s across his street with his other grandmother. You can’t feel him, because I strengthened the ward on George’s house to mask his presence.”
She squinted at me. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. I went there yesterday to check on him around one in the morning. I saw him sleeping. Grendel is with him. There is enough werebears in that house to hold off an army.”
Erra considered it. “Very well. Also Redacted and some blond woman are in the car in your driveway, talking. You should probably do something about it.”
She turned and swept down the hallway, right past the remnants of the door she’d broken.
I turned over and bumped my head on Curran’s chest a few times. “Why me?”
"The front door burst open. REDACTED strode inside.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 3 grudnia 2017
I’d left my sword in the parking lot. That was okay. I’d take REDACTED apart with my bare hands." Hehehehehehehehehehehe!
Wednesday, 29 November 2017
New snippets of "Magic Triumphs" (Kate Daniels #10) by Ilona Andrews
Six vampires came scuttling over the roof, in assorted colors of sunblock, like someone spilled a bag of Skittles. Taste the undead rainbow.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 26 listopada 2017
Wednesday, 22 November 2017
New snippets of "Magic Triumphs" (Kate Daniels #10) by Ilona Andrews
Roman shook his staff at me. “This is a stupid plan!” The raven at the top of the staff opened its wooden beak and screeched at me.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 14 listopada 2017
“Did you know that when you’re mad, your Russian accent disappears?”
— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 15 listopada 2017
Sentence that took 20 minutes: "The blades looked to be about twenty one or twenty two inches long with a swept profile, similar to the Filipino espada, a crossbreed between Spanish swords and traditional garab blades." Oy. Research.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 15 listopada 2017
When nothing comes to mind:— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 17 listopada 2017
I turned to Julie and the sheriffs.
“Well,” Beau said, “Something witty here.”
“Parents,” Roman said. “Can’t live with them. Can’t kill them. You call, they don’t pick up. You don’t call, they get offended. Then they chew a hole in your head because you’re a bad son.”— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 17 listopada 2017
“I see you,” my voice spread through the building. Fury boiled inside me, blotting out everything else. “I see all of you. There is no escape.”— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 21 listopada 2017
That done, I sat Conlan down, got his fire truck out of storage, and chanted it into life. The truck was a gift from Jim and Dali for his first birthday. Large enough for a small child to sit in and climb on, it had a tiny enchanted water engine, which powered lights and a ladder. It must’ve cost them an arm and a leg. Conlan adored the truck. He showed no interest in riding on it, but he liked to climb on the roof, which usually took him a solid five minutes and multiple tries. Once he ascended, he would wave his arms and make strange noises. Sometimes he fell asleep on top of it. Like his dad, my son enjoyed being in high places.
Convincing him that he’d done nothing wrong wouldn’t work. He needed absolution or punishment. He wanted the In-Shinar.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 2 listopada 2017
Something in me died a little. I would never again be just Kate.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 2 listopada 2017
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Monday, 30 October 2017
THE TROUBLE WITH TWELFTH GRAVE (CHARLEY DAVIDSON #12) by DARYNDA JONES
THE TROUBLE WITH TWELFTH GRAVE (CHARLEY DAVIDSON #12) by DARYNDA JONES
Expected publication:
October 31st 2017 by St. Martin's Press
Grim Reaper Charley Davidson is back in the twelfth installment of Darynda Jones’ New York Times bestselling paranormal series.
Ever since Reyes escaped from a hell dimension in which Charley accidently trapped him, the son of Satan has been brimstone-bent on destroying the world his heavenly Brother created. His volatile tendencies have put Charley in a bit of a pickle. But that’s not the only briny vegetable on her plate. While trying to domesticate the feral being that used to be her husband, she also has to deal with her everyday life of annoying all manner of beings—some corporeal, some not so much—as she struggles to right the wrongs of society. Only this time she’s not uncovering a murder. This time she’s covering one up.
Add to that her new occupation of keeping a startup PI venture—the indomitable mystery-solving team of Amber Kowalski and Quentin Rutherford—out of trouble and dealing with the Vatican’s inquiries into her beloved daughter, and Charley is on the brink of throwing in the towel and becoming a professional shopper. Or possibly a live mannequin. But when someone starts attacking humans who are sensitive to the supernatural world, Charley knows it’s time to let loose her razor sharp claws. Then again, her number one suspect is the dark entity she’s loved for centuries. So the question becomes, can she tame the unruly beast before it destroys everything she’s worked so hard to protect?
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You can read an excerpt from the first chapter here>>
from https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33574252-the-trouble-with-twelfth-grave
from https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33574252-the-trouble-with-twelfth-grave
A new snippet of Magic Triumphs (Kate Daniels #10) by Ilona Andrews
Mercenary Kate Daniels must risk all to protect everything she holds dear in this epic, can't-miss entry in the thrilling #1 New York Times bestselling urban fantasy series.
Kate has come a long way from her origins as a loner taking care of paranormal problems in post-Shift Atlanta. She's made friends and enemies. She's found love and started a family with Curran Lennart, the former Beast Lord. But her magic is too strong for the power players of the world to let her be.
Kate has come a long way from her origins as a loner taking care of paranormal problems in post-Shift Atlanta. She's made friends and enemies. She's found love and started a family with Curran Lennart, the former Beast Lord. But her magic is too strong for the power players of the world to let her be.
Kate and her father, Roland, currently have an uneasy truce, but when he starts testing her defenses again, she knows that sooner or later, a confrontation is inevitable. The Witch Oracle has begun seeing visions of blood, fire, and human bones. And when a mysterious box is delivered to Kate's doorstep, a threat of war from the ancient enemy who nearly destroyed her family, she knows their time is up.
Kate Daniels sees no other choice but to combine forces with the unlikeliest of allies. She knows betrayal is inevitable. She knows she may not survive the coming battle. But she has to try.
For her child.
For Atlanta.
For the world.
EXCERPTS
I’m surprised he hadn’t called ahead.”— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 29 września 2017
“He couldn’t,” Curran said. “I broke the phone.”
“How?”
“I crushed it.”
I turned and looked at him.
As much as I pushed and annoyed him, I had only seen him lose control beyond all reason once.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 29 września 2017
“Why did you punch the phone?”— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 29 września 2017
“I was trying to put Conlan to bed and it kept ringing.”
The undead shuddered from the blow.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 3 października 2017
“He doesn’t look traumatized to me,” Ghastek observed.
“I’m sure this will surface as some repressed memory fifteen years from now,” I growled.— Ilona Andrews (@ilona_andrews) 3 października 2017
Wednesday, 20 September 2017
Unraveling Destiny (The Fae Chronicles #5) by Amelia Hutchins
I knew destiny wasn’t done with me. I knew that she was just getting warmed up, but I had no clue just how hard my world was going to come crashing down on me.
I had thought that I was going to get my fairytale wedding and marry the man of my dreams.
I was wrong.
Now, faced with having my world torn asunder, and Faery exposed, I have to make choices I never thought I’d have to make.
I’m divided between two worlds, and I have to decide just how far I will go to get back what was stolen from me.
Old enemies are closing in, new enemies are being revealed, and surprising allies are entering the playing field.
War is on the horizon, and it’s coming right for us.
Snippets
“Ryder, I’m hanging by a thread,” I whimpered as I felt him standing up behind me. He pushed my legs apart with a slight pressure from his knees, allowing his fingers to slip through the sleek mess, slowly parting my flesh as he ran them lengthwise through it. He didn’t enter me, instead, he teased until my knees threatened to give out.
“Let me know when it breaks,” he laughed huskily against my ear. “I have no intension of letting you come yet,” he growled as his fingers found my clitoris and slowly moved in a circular pattern. “Close your eyes,” he ordered, and I did, even as the sensation of falling took root. I leaned against him as he continued to work my sex.
„Mate, I am your mate. Wife sounds domesticated and shit.”
"I loved that he was trying to be slow, but there was just some times when a woman wanted to be bent over and banged like a screen door in a fucking hurricane."
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