Pale Demon
Contents (41)
- Pale Demon
- Kim Harrison
- Contents
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- ALSO BY KIM HARRISON
- Credits
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
Pale Demon
Kim Harrison
To the guy who knows how I take my tea…
Contents
One
Brown or green for the drapes, Rache?”
Two
Trent rose to his feet, stupidly staring at the tree…
Three
Hollows International wasn’t a huge airport, but it was busy…
Four
If looks could kill, my face would show the imprint…
Five
A narrow slice of early-afternoon sun made it into the…
Six
Rache!” Jenks shrilled, scaring the crap out of me as…
Seven
The faint smell of cinnamon, blood, and wine drifted forward…
Eight
The hum of the engine shifted, becoming deeper. It stirred…
Nine
Trent!” I shouted, hammering on the bathroom door. It was…
Ten
My grip on the wheel tightened until my knuckles hurt.
Eleven
Um, Jenks?” I said, taking a stumbling step back into…
Twelve
The warmth of the sun on my face turned into…
Thirteen
If it wasn’t for the lack of an ocean, I…
Fourteen
Heart pounding, I ran back down the corridor. I hit…
Fifteen
It was the changing sound of the engine that woke…
Sixteen
The sun was almost up, and I stretched beside the…
Seventeen
The intention was for me to say good-bye,” I said,…
Eighteen
I’d already used the glass-and-tile shower in the front bathroom,…
Nineteen
I stared at the closed door, hearing a muttered conversation…
Twenty
I leaned forward over the backseat to look up at…
Twenty-One
I said pipe down!” Vivian said crossly when the room…
Twenty-Two
Trent bowed his head as the auditorium erupted in noise.
Twenty-Three
Sliding, I hit the red soil face-first, eyes clenched shut…
Twenty-Four
The transition was smoother this time as we crossed merely…
Twenty-Five
Frightened, I stood amid a smattering of exclamations. Some were…
Twenty-Six
The dry hush of sliding coals woke me, and I…
Twenty-Seven
The discordant jangle of San Francisco’s broken ley lines flooded…
Twenty-Eight
The vivid maroons and contrasting golds of the carpet had…
Twenty-Nine
The rasp of the side door opening was loud, and…
Thirty
I screamed, raw and pained, and it was real. My…
Thirty-One
I looked at my hands as they pressed the cookie…
Thirty-Two
Trent’s long black car pulled up to the curb, a…
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Other Books by Kim Harrison
Credits
Copyright
About the Publisher
One
Brown or green for the drapes, Rache?”
Jenks’s voice slid into my dozing state, and I opened an eyelid a crack to find him hovering inches from my nose. The sun was hot, and I didn’t want to move, even if his wings provided a cold draft. “Too close. I can’t see,” I said as I shifted in the webbed lounge chair, and he drifted back, his dragonflylike wings humming fast enough to spill a red-tinted pixy dust over my bare middle. June, sunbathing, and Cincinnati normally didn’t go together, but today was my last day to get a tan before I headed west for my brother’s wedding.