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Blood of Tyrants (Temeraire #8) Flesh (Flesh #1)

I blinked and refocused myself on the song, strumming my guitar with vicious strokes. But I could still see fire out of the corner of my eye. I took a deep breath. No way was I letting my fucking PTSD ruin this show by freaking out on stage.

Close your eyes, he said softly. In one hand he held a small earthenware pot filled with a black liquid.She let her eyes fall shut, reveling in the darkness. Embracing her fears.

Shadows (Ashes Trilogy #2)

Be as swift as the wind. As silent as the forest. As fierce as the fire. As unshakable as the mountain. His words swept over Mariko as ?kami’s fingers brushed slowly across her eyelids, covering them with the same black paint they all wore. His touch was a flare of heat across her skin. When he finished, the wind took flight once more. The trees rustled with a sudden swish of air, and the branches creaked in celebration.As though the forest itself were welcoming her.Mariko tossed in her tent, sleep eluding her.

Fractured (Slated #2)

She did not understand why she could not rest.The Black Clan had welcomed her. Not a single one of them had turned his back on her, though they all knew who she was. Though they all knew what she had done.

She’d deceived them. Infiltrated them. Cheated her way through their ranks. Outsmarted and betrayed them, several times over.

And they’d welcomed her for it, as though she’d always been one of their own.?kami started to laugh. Then promptly turned and walked away.

Mariko smothered a smile. And refrained from watching the Wolf’s tall figure vanish from sight. It would do no one in the camp any good to know how often she looked for him, even at the most inopportune moments.With a heavy sigh, she turned back to the steaming iron pot.

A Caress of Twilight (Merry Gentry #2)

Arrows screamed into the dirt nearby, their feathers notched to create sound.Warning arrows. Yoshi dropped the bowl of ground ginger, and it broke into pieces as soon as it struck the forest floor.

Mariko scrambled up the hill as several members of the Black Clan rushed to look at the color of the arrows’ feathered fletchings. Ranmaru stopped short beside Mariko, his sword already in hand.Which meant that armed intruders had been sighted in close proximity to camp.

How did they find us so quickly? Mariko’s whisper was hoarse.A dark magic haunts these trees, Ranmaru said. Like calls to like. If the soldiers have a way to commune with the yōkai, then it’s possible one of the spirits has led them past our traps.

The ground beneath them grumbled.Ranmaru looked behind them. The mountain is talking again.

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