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Kelly Meding
Wrong Side of Dead
English · Paperback
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Zusatztext “Kelly Meding is a real storyteller.”—Patricia Briggs! New York Times bestselling author of River Marked Informationen zum Autor Kelly Meding Klappentext Monster hunter Evangeline Stone woke up on the wrong side of dead this morning-and now there's hell to pay. Barely recovered from her extended torture at the hands of mad scientist Walter Thackery! Evy can use a break. What she gets instead is a war! as the battered Triads that keep Dreg City safe find themselves under attack by half-Blood vampires who have somehow retained their reason! making them twice as lethal. Worse! the Halfies are joined by a breed of were-creature long believed extinct-back and more dangerous than ever. Meanwhile! Evy's attempts at reconciliation with the man she loves take a hit after Wyatt is viciously assaulted-an attack traced to Thackery! who has not given up his quest to exterminate all vampires . . . even if he has to destroy Dreg City to do it. With Wyatt's time running out! another threat emerges from the shadows and a staggering betrayal shatters the fragile alliance between the Triads! vampires! and shapeshifters! turning Evy's world upside down forever. Chapter One Friday, July 25 11:10 p.m. The rave was already in full swing by the time Phineas and I showed up dressed to blend, even though we weren’t there for a party. Illegal raves full of drunk college students and twentysomethings were the ideal hunting ground for half-Blood vampires, which made the transformed warehouse the perfect place for our little stakeout. But while any Halfie would do, I was hoping to see one particular target show up. The music vibrated in my chest, loud enough for me to know my ears would be ringing by the time I left. We paused just inside, and Phineas el Chimal, my squad leader and partner for the night, closed his eyes to orient his more sensitive were-hearing to the din. Ravers jostled past us, ignorant of the partygoers around them, caught up in their own narrow little worlds. They had no clue why we were there, or that death was mingling among the kegs, glow sticks, and gyrating bodies. No clue and no fucking manners. I was ready to turn around and slap the next person who elbowed me. Phin saved them by opening his clear blue eyes and smiling. “Ready to have some fun?” he asked. “Definitely.” I draped myself onto his arm so we’d look like the happy couple we were pretending to be, and his fingers laced through mine. We both knew we’d have to do some acting, and I trusted him to watch my back. He’d been doing it without fail since the day we met nearly three months ago. I stumbled a little in my knee-high boots, not used to the three-inch heels. My default shoes of choice were sneakers or combat boots—better for running and kicking. But the black leather boots I had on now matched my black leather miniskirt, and their knee-high length carefully hid a pair of serrated blades. The boots were the only place where my skimpy outfit could easily camouflage weapons, so I suffered the indignity of stumbling around in them. Anyway, it was also a good excuse to lean on Phin and put on a lovey-dovey show. At least Phin had the benefit of jeans and a black wife-beater, which showed off his toned physique and earned him appreciative smiles from a few female gawkers. I shot them possessive glares as we wove our way into the dancing, gyrating crowd. The air was thick with the distinctive odors of smoke, beer, and sweat. Phin tilted his head, pretended to nuzzle my neck, and whispered, “Team one, six o’clock.” I spotted them easily, dancing amid a tight cluster near the DJ’s stage. Gina Kismet and Marcus Dane were team one to our team two, and even from a distance they made quite the convincing (if mismatched) couple—Gina’s five-foot-two, pale-skinned, red-haired goth girl to his six-foot-one, black...
Product details
Authors | Kelly Meding |
Publisher | Bantam Books USA |
Languages | English |
Product format | Paperback |
Released | 31.01.2012 |
EAN | 9780345525796 |
ISBN | 978-0-345-52579-6 |
No. of pages | 368 |
Dimensions | 104 mm x 173 mm x 25 mm |
Series |
Dreg City Dreg City |
Subject |
Fiction
> Science fiction, fantasy
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