Ever After (Hollows)

By Kim Harrison

Witch-turned-daywalking-demon Rachel Morgan must store the demonic realm of the Ever After within the 11th access within the New York occasions bestselling Hollows sequence from supernatural experience grasp Kim Harrison.

When Rachel units off a series of occasions which could bring about the top of the world—demonic and human—she needs to use her presents to avoid wasting these closest to her whereas combating an apocalypse.

Satisfying and attractive, a trip to the Hollows will take readers on a wild trip that might seize their mind's eye. lovers of Charlaine Harris and Stephenie Meyer cannot face up to Kim Harrison's substitute universe—urban myth Cincinnati entire with vampires, witches, and different enthralling creatures—where spine-tingling adventures and fast paced motion are the norm.

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I took a breath. Grown-up judgements, i assumed, considering that Ivy will be happy with me. “One heavily offended elf, bobbing up! ” I acknowledged, tapping the road out again and spinning the hoop on my finger. “Ta na shay! ” yet then my breath got here in with a puff because the ley line within the again reached out and yanked me into it. “No! ” I shouted, the very last thing I observed ahead of the road took me thoroughly being Belle’s and Jenks’s surprised expressions as I vanished from my kitchen. 16 Wild elven magic coursed via my brain, electrical energy tasting of wine and track gleaming to my fingertips. the standard welcoming hum was once a screeching din, and my belly gave a heave whilst a wave of dizziness hit me, facts of an unbalanced line. i used to be in a freaking ley line! convey Trent to me! I wailed, promising the goddess that Trent didn’t think in every little thing and something. He wishes you greater than you wish him tinkled via me, alien and wild, and that i used to be shoved out of the road. hands flailing, I skidded on a white tiled flooring. It shimmered less than a chilly electrical gentle, and my nostril wrinkled on the sour chew of brimstone combined with the acidic stench of burnt amber. I stood from my crouch, turning from the financial institution of digital gear and lab benches lining either the 3 facets and a brief peninsula of the room to appear at the back of me towards the muffled sound of crying infants. a pitcher wall stretched from waist top to the ceiling, exhibiting what gave the look of a health center nursery, whole with rolling bassinets and younger women in uniforms tending them. there has been no door. the ladies seemed ok, and that i puzzled in the event that they knew the place they have been or in the event that they have been borrowed familiars. “Trent? ” I whispered, pleased that Ku’Sox hadn’t felt me arrive. He needed to be right here someplace. silly jewelry. I hated wild magic. It wasn’t that there have been no principles. I simply didn’t comprehend them. My middle pounded while the commonplace sound of a pen hitting the ground and a chair rolling joined the buzzing of equipment and Trent rolled backward out from at the back of the peninsula of shoulder-high machines. surprised, he stared at me. He used to be haggard, donning a lab coat over his pricey slacks and linen pinstripe blouse as though it was once a uniform. His ordinary tie was once absent. Red-rimmed and haunted, his eyes blinked numbly at me. His hair used to be mussed, and his posture as he sat in that chair seemed like his insides caving in. He seemed as though he’d been long past a 12 months, now not 4 hours. “What are you doing right here? ” he rasped, the track fullyyt long gone from his voice. “Are you loopy? ” He wishes you greater than you wish him echoed in my reminiscence. “Maybe. ” I held up my hand with the pinkie ring on it. “I’m attempting to get your ass again to fact. i presumed we had a few type of realizing. ” realizing. That wasn’t like an agreement—which had sure expectancies. knowing used to be extra nebulous, extra harmful. What used to be I doing, trusting Trent with an knowing? His expression cleared just a little, and Trent frowned. “I’m no longer leaving. ” He stood, so quick that his chair rolled backward. Lab coat furling, he scooped up his dropped pen, proving he may do businessman, playboy, and lab rat both good.

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