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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... hand twitched toward the sword at his hip, I lifted my longsword and advanced with mage-speed. In two strides, I reached him. Before I could complete the opening form of the lion rising, he had drawn his sword, swatted my blade aside ...
... hand twitched toward the sword at his hip, I lifted my longsword and advanced with mage-speed. In two strides, I reached him. Before I could complete the opening form of the lion rising, he had drawn his sword, swatted my blade aside ...
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... hand and his thoughts disappeared. As it swung away, I sensed his curiosity. When the stone hit my hand again, his thoughts were gone. The stone swinging away on the leather cord brought his thoughts flooding back, and his interest grew ...
... hand and his thoughts disappeared. As it swung away, I sensed his curiosity. When the stone hit my hand again, his thoughts were gone. The stone swinging away on the leather cord brought his thoughts flooding back, and his interest grew ...
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... hand on the prime amulet that composed its hilt. “Watch him,” I said. “He's more than he appears.” Audric nodded and pulled a vicious-looking knife designed for close-in fighting. “Hands on the case,” he directed. The velvet-cloaked man ...
... hand on the prime amulet that composed its hilt. “Watch him,” I said. “He's more than he appears.” Audric nodded and pulled a vicious-looking knife designed for close-in fighting. “Hands on the case,” he directed. The velvet-cloaked man ...
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... hand off the case and pointed over the doorway of the stairs to my loft. Above it was a framed needlepoint of the prophecy proclaimed by the Enclave priestess when my twin and I were born. A Rose by any Other Name will still draw Blood ...
... hand off the case and pointed over the doorway of the stairs to my loft. Above it was a framed needlepoint of the prophecy proclaimed by the Enclave priestess when my twin and I were born. A Rose by any Other Name will still draw Blood ...
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... hand to the Apache Tear, still on the counter. His mind went quickly blank as he envisioned a candle flame, one of the first mind-clearing meditation techniques taught to a neomage child. It was the last clear thought I got from him ...
... hand to the Apache Tear, still on the counter. His mind went quickly blank as he envisioned a candle flame, one of the first mind-clearing meditation techniques taught to a neomage child. It was the last clear thought I got from him ...
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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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amulet arms asked Audric Azazel Barak battle beast beneath blade blood body bones breath called caught champards Cheran chest Ciana cloak closed clothes cold conjure Darkness death didn’t door Dragon dropped earth Enclave energies eyes face feather feeling feet fell felt fight fingers fire Flames floor followed gift give glowing going hand hard head healing heard heart heat held High holding humans keep kill knew leaving lifted light looked Lucas mage mind mouth moved never night offered once opened pain protection pulled ring Rose Rupert scent seemed seraphs shield shouted side skin smell smile snake snow sound standing stepped stone stood stopped street succubus sword Tear things thought took touched town turned visa voice walls watched weapons wheels wings wound