Magic Burns
(Sprache: Englisch)
Mercenary Kate Daniels tries to save her city from divine intervention in this novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling urban fantasy series.
As a mercenary who cleans up after magic gone wrong, Kate Daniels has seen her share of occupational...
As a mercenary who cleans up after magic gone wrong, Kate Daniels has seen her share of occupational...
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Mercenary Kate Daniels tries to save her city from divine intervention in this novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling urban fantasy series.As a mercenary who cleans up after magic gone wrong, Kate Daniels has seen her share of occupational hazards. Normally, waves of paranormal energy ebb and flow across Atlanta like a tide. But once every seven years, a flare comes, a time when magic runs rampant. Now Kate s going to have to deal with problems on a much bigger scale: a divine one.
When Kate sets out to retrieve a set of stolen maps for the Pack Atlanta s paramilitary clan of shape shifters she quickly realizes much more is at stake. During a flare, gods and goddesses can manifest and battle for power. The stolen maps are only the opening gambit in an epic tug of war between two gods hoping for rebirth, and if Kate can t stop the cataclysmic showdown, Atlanta may not survive...
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Chapter One The phone rang in the middle of the night. The magic wave was in full swing, and the phone shouldn't have worked, but it rang anyway, again and again, outraged over being ignored, until finally I reached over and picked it up.
"Yehmmm?"
"Rise and shine, Kate." The smooth cultured voice on the line suggested a slender, elegant, handsome man, all things that Jim was not. At least not in his human shape.
I clawed my eyes open long enough to glance at the windup clock across the room. "Two in the morning. Some of us sleep during the night."
"I've got a gig," Jim said.
I sat up in the bed, wide awake. A gig was goodI needed the money. "Half."
"Third."
"Half."
"Thirty-five percent." Jim's voice hardened.
"Half."
The phone went silent as my former Guild partner mulled it over. "Okay, forty."
I hung up. The bedroom lay quiet. My curtains were open and moonlight sifted into the room through the metal grate shielding the window. The moonlight acted as a catalyst and the metal bars glowed with a weak bluish patina where the silver in the alloy interacted with the ward spell. Beyond the bars, Atlanta slept like some hulking beast of legend, dark and deceptively peaceful. When the magic wave ended, as it inevitably would, the beast would awaken in an explosion of electric light and possibly gunfire.
My ward wouldn't stop a bullet, but it kept the magic hazmat out of my bedroom, and that was good enough.
The phone rang. I let it ring twice before I picked it up.
"Fine." Jim's voice had a hint of a snarl in it. "Half."
"Where are you?"
"In the parking lot under your window, Kate."
Calling from a pay phone, which shouldn't have worked, either. I reached for my clothes, left by the bed for just such an occasion. "What's the gig?"
"Some arsonist wacko."
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Forty-five minutes later, I was winding my way through an underground garage and cursing Jim under my breath. With the lights knocked out by magic, I couldn't see my hand in front of my nose.
A fireball blossomed in the pitch-black depth of the garage. Huge, churning with violent red and yellow, it roared toward me. I jumped behind the concrete support, my throwing knife sweaty in my hands. Heat bathed me. For a moment I couldn't breathe, and then the fire hurtled past me to burst in an explosion of sparks against the wall.
A thin gleeful cackle emanated from the garage depths. I peeked out from behind the support in the direction of the sound. Nothing but darkness. Where was the tech shift when you needed one?
Across from me at the next row of supports Jim raised his hand and touched his fingers to his thumb a few times, imitating an opening and closing beak. Negotiate. He wanted me to engage a lunatic who had already turned four people into smoking meat. Okay. I could do that.
"All right, Jeremy!" I yelled into the night. "Give me the salamander and I won't cut your head off!"
Jim put his hand over his face and did some shaking. I thought he was laughing, but I couldn't be sure. Unlike him I didn't have the benefit of enhanced night vision.
Jeremy's cackle reached a hysterical crescendo. "Stupid bitch!"
Jim peeled himself from the support and melted into
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Forty-five minutes later, I was winding my way through an underground garage and cursing Jim under my breath. With the lights knocked out by magic, I couldn't see my hand in front of my nose.
A fireball blossomed in the pitch-black depth of the garage. Huge, churning with violent red and yellow, it roared toward me. I jumped behind the concrete support, my throwing knife sweaty in my hands. Heat bathed me. For a moment I couldn't breathe, and then the fire hurtled past me to burst in an explosion of sparks against the wall.
A thin gleeful cackle emanated from the garage depths. I peeked out from behind the support in the direction of the sound. Nothing but darkness. Where was the tech shift when you needed one?
Across from me at the next row of supports Jim raised his hand and touched his fingers to his thumb a few times, imitating an opening and closing beak. Negotiate. He wanted me to engage a lunatic who had already turned four people into smoking meat. Okay. I could do that.
"All right, Jeremy!" I yelled into the night. "Give me the salamander and I won't cut your head off!"
Jim put his hand over his face and did some shaking. I thought he was laughing, but I couldn't be sure. Unlike him I didn't have the benefit of enhanced night vision.
Jeremy's cackle reached a hysterical crescendo. "Stupid bitch!"
Jim peeled himself from the support and melted into
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Autoren-Porträt von Ilona Andrews
Ilona Andrews is the pseudonym for a husband-and-wife writing team, Gordon and Ilona. They currently reside in Texas with their two children and numerous dogs and cats. The couple are the #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors of the Kate Daniels and Kate Daniels World novels as well as The Edge and Hidden Legacy series. They also write the Innkeeper Chronicles series, which they post as a free weekly serial. For a complete list of their books, fun extras, and Innkeeper installments, please visit their website at www.ilona-andrews.com.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Ilona Andrews
- 2008, 272 Seiten, Masse: 10,8 x 17,4 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Ace Books
- ISBN-10: 0441015832
- ISBN-13: 9780441015832
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.07.2011
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Ilona Andrews and the #1 New York Times Bestselling Kate Daniels NovelsIlona Andrews's books are guaranteed good reads. Patricia Briggs, #1 New York Times bestselling author
Kate is a great kick-ass heroine. Locus
One of the brightest voices in urban fantasy...Ilona Andrews delivers only the best. Jeaniene Frost, New York Times bestselling author
One of the best urban fantasy series ever written! RT Book Reviews
Andrews's edgy series stands apart. Library Journal
Urban fantasy absolutely does not get much better than this. SF Signal
I can t think of another series so consistent, so well written, so full of wit and action and drama that always manages to give me exactly what I m needing. Fiction Vixen
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