By Laurell K. Hamilton
I'm Princess Meredith, inheritor to a throne–if i will be able to remain alive lengthy adequate to say it. My cousin, Prince Cel, is set to work out that I don’t. so long as we either reside, we're in a race for the crown: Whichever considered one of us reproduces first will get the throne. So now the boys of my royal safeguard– scary warriors expert with blade, spell, and gun–have develop into my enthusiasts, auditioning with excitement for the function of destiny king and father of my baby. and so they needs to nonetheless defend me from assassination attempts–for in contrast to many of the fey, i'm half human, and extremely mortal. All this royal back-stabbing makes it very tricky for me to pursue my dwelling as a personal investigator in la, particularly because the media made convinced the complete international understands the Faerie princess is alive and good in sunny California.Now, within the urban of Angels, everyone is loss of life in mysterious, scary methods. What the human police don’t notice is that the killer is searching the fey to boot. Havoc lies at the horizon: the very lifestyles of where referred to as Faerie is at grave possibility. So now, whereas I benefit from the maximum pleasures of my lifestyles with my guardians, i need to fend off an historic evil which may ruin the very cloth of truth. And that’s simply my day activity. . . .From the darkling throng to the glittering courtroom, it is a global of magic and delights, greed and ugly targets. Laurell ok. Hamilton has created a mythos of utmost strength and natural attractiveness that may be a satisfaction to behold.
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I took a sip of tea. \" He gave a small laugh. \" \"I return the compliment,\" I said, toasting him with the mug. He smiled, flashing that expensive smile.
The wall shuddered with the impact, and I had a second to wonder what would have happened if he\'d hit the windows instead. I saw from the corner of my eye that Doyle\'s gun was out, but I was still moving, still carried along on my own momentum. I drew the knife at my thigh, and as Rhys came up on his hands and knees, shaking his head, I pressed the tip of the blade against the side of his neck. It would have been better if I could have pinned him, or done anything to make sure he couldn\'t simply turn and take my legs out from under me, but it was the best I could do in the time I had.
It was loud enough in the stillness that I jumped. \"I don\'t think you could kill all three of us,\" Rhys said. His voice was clear, precise, no hint of sleep in it. He was simply awake, pointing a gun at Doyle\'s back, or at least I assumed that\'s what he was doing. I couldn\'t see around the bulk of Doyle\'s body; and Doyle, as far as I knew, didn\'t have eyes in the back of his head, so he had to guess what Rhys was doing, too. \"A double-action handgun doesn\'t need to be cocked to fire, Rhys,\" Doyle said, voice calm, even amused.
A Caress of Twilight (Meredith Gentry, Book 2) by Laurell K. Hamilton