This book had a lot of promise. Jade is hiding in a small town occupied by shifters, an artsy college and a lot of lay lines. She runs a game store and spends her time hoping that her psychotic ex doesn't find her. Unfortunately, after the opening chapter or two, where the game store is descri...
The People were gathered again, standing in loose rows, filling the open space in front of the big house. Pearl stood over the two bodies. Both had been wrapped now with indigo burial sheets. No one said a word. They watched us pass in eerie silence as Alek carried me toward where his truck was p...
He was at the Henhouse and crazy worried. I told him to wait in the barn and stay out of sight. We took the snowmobiles and met up with Junebug, transferring the half-conscious Rose to the car. I went with Junebug, while the other three drove escort on our stolen snowmobiles. &n...
Well, maybe less a rabbit hole than dropping into freefall in a moist, nearly airless tunnel. I stretched my fingertips out but couldn’t find walls. This was going to be the worst quest ever if I ended up a pancake at the bottom. Worst in many ways, not least of which was that I wouldn’t die. Any...
I moved ahead of my companions, taking the opportunity to stretch my legs after the boat ride across the lake from Clearbarrow. We were moving with speed as the daylight faded to dark gold on the blue horizon, hoping to reach the village of Fallbarrow before night closed over us. &nbs...
She could not tell how much time had passed before she stepped out of the mist and onto a soft, grassy knoll. Dawn had broken here and the sun’s light fell welcoming and warm on her cheeks. She closed her green eyes for a long moment. When she awoke she found herself spraw...
I shrugged out of my pack, stopping only long enough to re-sling my quiver over my shoulder. Behind me, I heard the thuds signaling my companions were doing the same.The Barrowroad, which was really a wide and often muddy dirt track, took a turn just ahead, cutting through a grove of bog cypress ...
She pretends she doesn’t hear the faint scrape of a bare foot on the loft floor, the rustle of loose hay being disturbed. Max smells nervous, something he’ll have to work on. The faintest brush against her side and then… bells tinkle and she spins, catching Max’s boney wri...
We arrived in town in the afternoon, travel-worn and starving. The caretaker for the Guild house here was a quiet and craggy old man who had married the baker. After checking our medallions against the Guild book, he offered up the keys to the chapterhouse, clean blankets for the bunks, and a lar...