An Artificial Night (October Daye, Book 3) by Seanan McGuire

By Seanan McGuire

Event the fun of the search within the 3rd October Daye city delusion novel.

October "Toby" Daye is a changeling-half human and part fae-and the single one that has earned knighthood. Now she needs to tackle a nightmarish new problem. a person is stealing the youngsters of the fae in addition to mortal little ones, and all indicators element to Blind Michael. Toby has no selection yet to trace the villain down-even whilst there are just 3 magical roads during which to arrive Blind Michael's realm, domestic of the Wild Hunt-and no street might be taken greater than as soon as. If Toby can't get away with the kids, she's going to fall prey to the Wild Hunt and Blind Michael's inescapable strength.

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I shrug Sloth off at the holding pen by the door. He sways himself onto the branch of a dead tree hung with fairylights and already well populated. A doughy Squirrel quickly stuffs the remains of a chocolate bar into her mouth and chitters reproachfully at Sloth, then bounds higher, past a preening Indian Mynah and a Boomslang looped casually from a fork in the branch, as motionless as the mannequins. "Don't get too close, buddy,' I warn Sloth. Unofficially, there's a code of conduct, but animals are still animals.

751 alligator. She's forgetting I've done jail-time. 766 alligator. That if you're smart, prison is just a waiting game. I can wait when I have to. I can wait like nobody's business. 774 alligator. Sloth is the one who gets fidgety. He huffs in my ear and shifts his butt around. 800 alligator. It's supposed to make me nervous. Nervousness hates a vacuum. 826 alligator. Nervousness will blurt right out with something, anything, to kill the silence. 839 alligator. Unless nervousness is kept busy doing something more useful.

I oblige, shunting back the double deadbolt and clicking open the padlock which is engraved with magic, supposedly designed to keep out those with a shavi for slipping through locked doors. At the first crack, the Mongoose nudges out between my ankles and trots down the passage towards the communal litter tray. It's easy to find. It's the smelliest place in the building. " Benoît is awake at last, propped up on one elbow, squinting at me from under the shade of his fingers, because the glare bouncing off Ponte Tower has shifted across to his side of the bed.

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