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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... mind and body, beautiful beings who carried the hope of mankind within them. Until they reached puberty. Then their gifts blossomed and they discovered their abilities to manipulate leftover creation energies—the powers of earth, air ...
... mind and body, beautiful beings who carried the hope of mankind within them. Until they reached puberty. Then their gifts blossomed and they discovered their abilities to manipulate leftover creation energies—the powers of earth, air ...
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... mind open and clear as a faceted gem. He envisioned spitting Rupert on a spike, and when his 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 ...
... mind open and clear as a faceted gem. He envisioned spitting Rupert on a spike, and when his 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 ...
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... mind.” “Yeah. Lucky me,” I deadpanned. I kept my blades out and in play. So did Audric, his 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 ...
... mind.” “Yeah. Lucky me,” I deadpanned. I kept my blades out and in play. So did Audric, his 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 ...
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... he could go blooey, scattering bits and pieces of himself around the environment. Backing up until I touched the wall, I leaned into it for balance. Stabilized, I opened a mind-skim, blending the two senses into a single scan, a trick.
... he could go blooey, scattering bits and pieces of himself around the environment. Backing up until I touched the wall, I leaned into it for balance. Stabilized, I opened a mind-skim, blending the two senses into a single scan, a trick.
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... t exist. “You got a visa, pretty boy?” Audric didn't budge. Silently, I set the Apache Tear on the counter. Cheran saw the movement and glanced at me as his thoughts flooded into my mind. Rage. Fury. Visions of disemboweling.
... t exist. “You got a visa, pretty boy?” Audric didn't budge. Silently, I set the Apache Tear on the counter. Cheran saw the movement and glanced at me as his thoughts flooded into my mind. Rage. Fury. Visions of disemboweling.
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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