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The series has plenty of action, but there's more emphasis on the romantic attraction between the hero and heroine. On a romance-readers scale, this series is sweet rather than steamy. High Fantasy This series is set in a medieval setting, with small clans of nomadic people known as 'travelers' who often have magical talents. This series focuses on a retired warrior Tier, his traveler wife, Seraph, and their family. The first book can be read by itself, and resolves well.
The sequel is best enjoyed after reading the first book. Fantasy This is a two-book series. Dragon Bones is a stand-alone story, which resolves the major plot threads nicely. Dragon Blood depends on the reader having some knowledge of the world, and references events from the previous book, and is best read after Dragon Bones.
A stand-alone novel featuring an untrained mage and a magical creature with a flirtatious tail, set in its own world. Fantasy Wolfsbane is a tightly-coupled sequel to Masques , and won't make much sense by itself. Where Mr Ambrose pointed, in a dark corner of the room, a smarmy little fellow with a hooked nose and bald head was sitting, smoking an opium pipe. I never knew your tastes ran in that direction.
Oh well, to each his own, I guess. He insisted on meeting here. I watched as a chubby woman slid onto the cushion beside Mr Cox and draped her arm around him. Money was. And I had been with Mr Ambrose long enough to instantly see why he had agreed to meet this little worm here.
Mr Ambrose liked negotiating with people who were ravenously inhaling opium smoke. It made ripping them off so much easier. Mr Ambrose stalked off towards the sacrificial lamb that was to be slaughtered on the altar of Mammon. I followed, whistling to myself and trying to conceal my grin. Mr Cox looked up when, only a few feet from his face, two lean, hard, black-clad legs came to a halt. His gaze met that of Mr Ambrose. Mr Ambrose. Sit down, sit down. Mr Ambrose, meet the Glamourous Gladys and… and Whatshername.
I had never in my life seen a prostitute running so fast. It really was amazing how she managed it in that long dress, and while dragging her companion after her. This place is public enough without two eager ears listening in. People who sell other parts of their body will not hesitate to sell their ears and lips. Reaching into his tailcoat, Mr Ambrose half lifted something heavy out of a pocket and let it sink back again. I heard the tinkle of coins and rustle of banknotes.
And so, to judge by the sudden light in his eyes, did Mr Cox. The ground plan to your shop, Mr Cox? The plans for the prototypes? You said you would bring them with you. I cleared my throat. Mr Cox looked up, eyeing me suspiciously. Mr Cox studied my youthful, rounded features. As a year-old girl, you might be able to pull off disguising yourself as a man - but you could never pull off making yourself manly. Slowly, his mistrustful expression changed into a grin of derision.
Very unprofessional, at times, and takes too many liberties. The coach has already left. My mouth was already open. But somehow I managed to unhinge my jaw and drop it another few inches. Do you want to download or read online book in brouser?
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