By Jocelynn Drake
“A lot of enjoyable, with an entire new tackle the darkish city fable. vivid and breezy, with attention-grabbing characters, and a heritage with hidden depths. Drake places the ink in incredible.”
—Simon R. Green
“Angel’s Ink is an other-earthly mix of magic and know-how within the top culture of city myth that refused to allow me cross. the ongoing Asylum stories promise to be exciting and wildly inventive.”
“Gritty, actual and fast moving! This city fable sequence rocks!”
The superstars of city myth agree—Angel’s Ink, the 1st e-book in Jocelyn Drake’s Asylum stories is a winner! style lovers who know—and love—Drake’s exceptional, New York Times bestselling darkish Days novels may be blown away via this darkish and seductive new sequence. Meet Gage, a paranormal tattoo artist attempting to stay hidden and alive in a global the place elves, faeries, trolls, werewolves, and vampires mingle freely with people, and warlocks and witches rule the roost with cruel cruelty. Angel’s Ink indelibly marks the start of anything extra special and each reader whose tastes run to the supernatural—those who can’t wait to sink their the teeth into the most recent Patricia Briggs, Carrie Vaughn, Kelley Armstrong, or Jim Butcher—will are looking to fly with this Angel.
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Phlegethon approximately proved to be the top of me as I jerked again within the boat once we drew as regards to the river. The tiny wood boat swayed at my circulate, however it didn’t burst into flames as I had at the beginning feared. The river of fireplace was once purple and yellow, as though it have been made from flowing magma, yet nonetheless had an identical consistency as water. extreme warmth radiated off it, inflicting sweat to bead and slip down the edges of my face. For the 1st time on the grounds that getting into the underworld, I wasn’t chilly and the darkness have been crushed again by means of the sunshine that shone from the river. I approximately dropped the glass jar into the river, cursing the stinging warmth that bit at my fingertips. while it used to be complete, I put it at the flooring of the boat and changed the cork stopper, ready to determine if the liquid might devour during the glass, however it held. Even the glass remained cool to touch although it seemed like I had put liquid hearth in a jar. Our ultimate cease didn’t seem to be a river in any respect, yet a swamp. Acheron used to be the river of ache, and it jogged my memory of whatever I had learn in Dante’s Inferno. The boat often scraped backside as we entered the swamp, the river closing shallow, damaged up by means of spits of land. The shore had moved nearer, revealing black timber with twisted naked limbs. I stared out around the land and watched shadows transferring out and in from in the back of bushes as we glided by. “Are . . . are these humans in the market? ” I requested as we paused within the middle of the swamp. I hesitated to lean over the facet of the boat with the glass jar, yet held it tightly in a single hand as I scoured the coastline. “The dead,” Charon proven. Glancing over my shoulder, i discovered him leaning opposed to his pole as he gazed out on the close by shore. “What are the useless doing the following? this is often Acheron, correct? i assumed the lifeless have been to attend at the shore the place I met you. ” “That is the place the lifeless begin. those that would not have my obol are compelled to swim to the banks of the Acheron and watch for the top of days. it is just whilst the realm is hire open and the dwelling are judged that those terrible souls should be capable of freely circulation directly to the land past. ” “And in the event that they don’t swim to Acheron? ” I requested as I leaned over the sting of the boat with the glass jar in a single hand. “Then they by no means circulation directly to the following international. such a lot face up to firstly, yet after centuries of ready they ultimately fail to remember why they have been resisting and start the swim. ” Sitting again within the boat, I placed a stopper within the complete jar and positioned it within the huge pocket of my trench coat. It used to be an outstanding caution for the long run that I confronted. I must always hold a few swap in my wallet within the occasion that whatever undesirable occurred to me whereas i used to be out and approximately. in fact, when you consider that I often slept within the nude, that didn’t make me suppose any higher concerning the prospect of doubtless death in my sleep. Shorts with a unmarried coin in my pocket have been commencing to sound like a very good replacement to drowsing commando. As Charon became the boat again towards the way in which we had come, a faded gentle stuck my eye because it poked out from in the back of a huge tree within the distance.