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Название книги: Faefever
Автор(ы): Karen Moning
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Faefever-162350.html
Maps
PART ONE Before Dawn
“I keep expecting to wake up and find it was all a bad dream.Alina will be alive,I won’t be afraid of the dark,Monsters won’t be walking the streets of Dublin,And I won’t have this terrible fear that tomorrow dawn just won’t come.”— Mac’s journal
Prologue
I’d die for him.No, wait a minute. that’s not where this is supposed to begin.I know that. But left to my own devices, I’d prefer to skim over the events of the next few weeks, and whisk you through those days with glossed-over details that cast me in a more flattering light.Nobody looks good in their darkest hour. But it’s those hours that make us what we are. We stand strong, or we cower. We emerge victorious, tempered by our trials, or fractured by a permanent, damning fault line.I never used to think about things like darkest hours and trials and fault lines.I used to fill my days with sunning and shopping, bartending at The Brickyard (always more of a party than a job, and that was how I liked my life), and devising ways to con Mom and Dad into
Название книги: Faefever
Автор(ы): Karen Moning
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Faefever-162350.html
Maps
PART ONE Before Dawn
“I keep expecting to wake up and find it was all a bad dream.Alina will be alive,I won’t be afraid of the dark,Monsters won’t be walking the streets of Dublin,And I won’t have this terrible fear that tomorrow dawn just won’t come.”— Mac’s journal
Prologue
I’d die for him.No, wait a minute. that’s not where this is supposed to begin.I know that. But left to my own devices, I’d prefer to skim over the events of the next few weeks, and whisk you through those days with glossed-over details that cast me in a more flattering light.Nobody looks good in their darkest hour. But it’s those hours that make us what we are. We stand strong, or we cower. We emerge victorious, tempered by our trials, or fractured by a permanent, damning fault line.I never used to think about things like darkest hours and trials and fault lines.I used to fill my days with sunning and shopping, bartending at The Brickyard (always more of a party than a job, and that was how I liked my life), and devising ways to con Mom and Dad into
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