Host: A Rogue Mage NovelPenguin, 2007 M11 6 - 336 páginas In a post-apocalyptic ice age, neomage Thorn St. Croix was nearly driven insane by her powers. She lived as a fugitive, disguised as a human, channeling her gifts for war into stone-magery. When she was discovered, her friends and neighbors accepted her, but warily. Not so the mage who arrives from the Council of Seraphs, who could be her greatest ally?or her most dangerous foe. And when her long-gone sister, Rose, is revealed to still be alive, Thorn must make a choice?and risk her own life in the process. |
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... face and out of my voice. “You have sloppy thoughts,” I said. “You broadcast your intent when you were still on the train, and your insults as you sauntered up the street. And violence when you walked in the door. I knew you intended to ...
... face and out of my voice. “You have sloppy thoughts,” I said. “You broadcast your intent when you were still on the train, and your insults as you sauntered up the street. And violence when you walked in the door. I knew you intended to ...
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... face impassive, even after the mule slur, but he'd nicked the mage through the velvet and several under-layers, which he'd never do by accident. I could smell the blood and wanted to grin. “Then”—the neomage swirled back his emerald ...
... face impassive, even after the mule slur, but he'd nicked the mage through the velvet and several under-layers, which he'd never do by accident. I could smell the blood and wanted to grin. “Then”—the neomage swirled back his emerald ...
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... face. “I think he's a metal mage, but that's not all he is.” The mage's eyes didn't exactly flicker, but I knew I had surprised him. “I don't know what else, but I'd sooner trust a starving devil spawn at my back than him.” Though it ...
... face. “I think he's a metal mage, but that's not all he is.” The mage's eyes didn't exactly flicker, but I knew I had surprised him. “I don't know what else, but I'd sooner trust a starving devil spawn at my back than him.” Though it ...
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... face was priceless. It was suddenly occurring to the unexpected visitor that he might have been sent to the backside of a hellhole with insufficient recon. “Down the hall,” he repeated. My friends looked at one another and grinned ...
... face was priceless. It was suddenly occurring to the unexpected visitor that he might have been sent to the backside of a hellhole with insufficient recon. “Down the hall,” he repeated. My friends looked at one another and grinned ...
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... face. “The binding of a Dragon sometimes requires blood,” I said. Cheran nodded. I turned the beer, inspecting the bottle, putting my thoughts together. I could have told the story with all the dramatic wiles at a mage's beck and call ...
... face. “The binding of a Dragon sometimes requires blood,” I said. Cheran nodded. I turned the beer, inspecting the bottle, putting my thoughts together. I could have told the story with all the dramatic wiles at a mage's beck and call ...
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Chapter 4 | |
Chapter 5 | |
Chapter 6 | |
Chapter 11 | |
Chapter 12 | |
Chapter 13 | |
Chapter 14 | |
Chapter 15 | |
Chapter 16 | |
Chapter 17 | |
Chapter 18 | |
Chapter 7 | |
Chapter 8 | |
Chapter 9 | |
Chapter 10 | |
Chapter 19 | |
Chapter 20 | |
Chapter 22 | |
Chapter 24 | |
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