I went into this series wanting to like it, the summary on goodreads and just the general premise were really cool, the execution though is pretty bad.The first book feels like its tripping over itself to tell you the plot, the story feels rushed and the characters, insubstantial. How creepy and ...
The second was that she was very much a sexist. We got into class and found seats on the second row up. Ariel sat next to Ashley, who would have been next to me, but for T.J. jumping into the spot first. So I sat next to T.J. The witch girls chose to sit right next to us. Actually I think Rya...
Orias yelled out, still running and still talking. Dumbass. Baldy was headed straight for me, bladed arms raised to strike, but Grim had learned from the priest and the bull demon in Baltimore. A vampire energy Push stopped the demon duke like an invisible wall, giving me enough time to move to...
I ate breakfast on the way, picking huevos rancheros from a Mexican place near the subway entrance. They served the food wrapped in a flour tortilla for commuters on the go. I beat everyone but Olivia into the squad’s offices. To my knowledge, nobody ever got in before Olivia. My office is also t...
“Central, this is Miseri,” she said, then waited the half second or so for the voice recognition software to do its job. “Go ahead Miseri,” a brisk voice finally said. “Status update on target search.” “Negative resul...
“Of course, it only makes sense that if vampires are real so are a bunch of other legends. Certainly weres are real, with the wolves the most numerous. But others too. Werebears, were- panthers, weretigers.” “How about weredeer?” I asked. “What? ...
I lounged on the bed while Tanya dressed in black jeans, black shirt and cute little hiking boots. “Okay, there is something odd about the Boklunds, particularly Quinby,” I said. “I think she’s a witch,” Tanya said. “Well sweetheart, you have that effect on other women – they get intimidated.” “N...
“What’s the probability of abduction?” he asked, approaching the crosswalk on the busy street that bisected the campus. He looked up to note two young women gawking at him suspiciously, clearly hearing his words. “Criminal justice class,” he explained hastily, not slowing his forward motion. ...
I was seeing him, but also trying to process the past few moment’s conversation. The little flyer yawned, his impressive teeth sparkling white in the bluish light of the compact florescent bulbs that lit the barn. That sight reminded me that Greer had mentioned I should feed the pucks. I’ve alw...
“What was it like?” Nika suddenly asked me, turning in her seat in the middle row to look back at me. “What?” I asked. “The program, Anvil. What was it like? I could feel when you interacted with it,” she said. “Wel...