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The possibilities were enormous, dazzling, and he had a fair idea how things would go,,,but these moments were unpredictable, unscripted. He threw back his dark head and laughed. I didn't always like them and I broke them when they didn't work for me, but they were sturdy things I could rely on to shape the way I lived and keep me-if not totally on the straight and narrow, at least aware there was a straight and narrow I could return to if I got to feeling lost.

Rules serve a purpose. I once told Rowena they were fences for sheep, but fences do more than merely keep sheep in a pasture where shepherds can guide them. They provide protection in the vast and frightening unknown. The night isn't half as scary when you're in the center of a fluffy-butted herd, bumping rumps with other fluffy butts, not able to see too much, feeling secure and mostly normal. Without fences of any kind, the dark night beyond is clearly visible.

You stand alone in it. Without rules, you have to decide what you want and what you're willing to do to get it.

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You must embrace the weapons with which you choose to arm yourself to survive. What we achieve at our best moment doesn't say much about who we are. It all boils down to what we become at our worst moment. What you find yourself capable of if,,,say,,, You get stranded in the middle of the ocean with a lone piece of driftwood that will support one person's weight and not a single ounce more-while floating beside a nice person that needs it as badly as you do.

That's the moment that defines you. Will you relinquish your only hope of survival to save the stranger? Will it matter if the stranger is old and has lived a full life or young and not yet had the chance? Will you try to make the driftwood support both of you, ensuring both your deaths? Or will you battle savagely for the coveted float with full cognizance the argument could be made-even if you merely take the driftwood away without hurting the stranger and swim off-that you're committing murder?

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Lately, even those are damned rickety. I resented that. There was no straight and narrow anymore. Only a circuitous route that required constant remapping to dodge IFPs, black holes, and monsters of every kind, along with the messy ethical potholes that mine the interstates of a postapocalyptic world.

I stared at the two-way glass of Ryodan's office, currently set to privacy-floor transparent, walls and ceiling opaque-and got briefly distracted by the reflection of the glossy black desk behind me, reflected in the darkened glass, reflected in the desk, reflected in the glass, receding into ever-smaller tableaus, creating a disconcerting infinity-mirror effect. Although I stood squarely between the desk and the wall, I was invisible to the world, to myself.

The Sinsar Dubh was still disconcertingly silent, and for whatever reason, still cloaking me. I cocked my head, studying the spot where I should be. Nothing looked back. It was bizarrely fitting. That was me: I knew somewhere I had a pen but I seemed to have forgotten how to use it. Or maybe I'd just wised up enough to know what I held these days was no Easy-Erase marker of my youth, scrubbed off by the gentle swipe of a moistened cloth, but a big, fat-tipped Sharpie: Dani, stop running.

I just want to talk to you,,, Dani was gone. There was only Jada now. I couldn't unwrite our fight. I couldn't unwrite that Barrons and I moved those mirrors. I couldn't unwrite the choice of mirrors Dani made that took her to the one place too dangerous to follow. I couldn't change the terrible abusive childhood that fractured her, with which she dealt brilliantly and creatively in order to survive.

Of them all, that was what I really wished I could erase. I felt immobilized by the many ways I could screw things up, acutely aware of the butterfly effect, that the tiniest, most innocuous action could trigger unthinkable catastrophe, painfully evidenced by the result of my trying to confront Dani. Five and a half years of her life were gone, leaving a dispassionate killer where the exuberant, funny, emotional, and spectacularly uncontainable Mega had once stood.

Lately I'd taken some comfort in the thought that although Jericho Barrons and his men were way the hell out there on the fringes of humanity, they'd figured out a code to live by that benefited them while doing modest damage to our world.

Like me, they had their inner beasts but had spawned a set of rules that kept their savage nature in check. I'd settle for mostly.

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I'd been telling myself I, too, could choose a code and stick to it, using them as my role models. I snorted, morbidly amused. The role models I had a year ago and the ones I had now were certainly polar opposites.

I glanced up at the monitor that revealed the half-darkened stone chamber where, on the edge of that darkness, Barrons and Ryodan sat watching a figure in the shadows. I held my breath waiting for the figure to once again lumber forward into the pallid light streaking the gloom. I wanted a second thorough look to confirm if what I suspected at first glance was true. When it shuddered and stumbled to its feet, arms swinging wildly as if fighting off unseen attackers, Barrons and Ryodan uncoiled and assumed fighting posture.

The figure exploded from the shadows and lunged for Ryodan's throat with enormous taloned hands. It was rippling, changing, fighting to hold form and failing, morphing before my eyes.

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In the low light cheetah-gold irises turned crimson then blood-smeared gold then crimson again. Long black hair fell back from a smooth forehead that abruptly rippled and sprouted a prehensile crest.

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Black fangs gleamed in the low light, then were white teeth, then fangs again. I'd seen this morphing enough times to know what it was. The Nine could no longer be called that. The Fae are free and hunting us. Do what it takes to survive. Possessing rare talents and the all-powerful Sword of Light, Dani is more than equipped for the task. But now, amid the pandemonium, her greatest gifts have turned into serious liabilities.

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Dodging bullets, fangs, and fists, Dani must strike treacherous bargains and make desperate alliances to save her beloved Dublin—before everything and everyone in it gets iced. Power is another thing. MacKayla Lane would do anything to save the home she loves.

When the wall that protected humans from the seductive, insatiable Fae was destroyed on Halloween, long-imprisoned immortals ravaged the planet. Now Dublin is a war zone with factions battling for control.

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As the city heats up and the ice left by the Hoar Frost King melts, tempers flare, passions run red-hot, and dangerous lines get crossed. The only one Mac can depend on is the powerful, dangerous immortal Jericho Barrons, but even their fiery bond is tested by betrayal. In an epic battle against dark forces, Mac must decide who she can trust, and what her survival is ultimately worth. Feverborn Fever 8: When the immortal race of the Fae destroyed the ancient wall dividing the worlds of Man and Faery, the very fabric of the universe was damaged and now Earth is vanishing bit by bit.

Only the long-lost Song of Making—a haunting, dangerous melody that is the source of all life itself—can save the planet. But those who seek the mythic Song—Mac, Barrons, Ryodan and Jada—must contend with old wounds and new enemies, passions that burn hot and hunger for vengeance that runs deep. The challenges are many: Now the task of solving the ancient riddle of the Song of Making falls to a band of deadly warriors divided among—and within—themselves.

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