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354 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published September 7, 2010
“How many miles to Babylon? It’s threescore miles and ten. Can I get there by candlelight? Aye, and back again. If your feet are nimble and your steps are light, you can get there and back by the candle’s light.” She paused, voice changing cadences. “Children’s games are stronger than you remember once you’ve grown up and left them behind. They’re always fair, and never kind. Remember.”
“You’d be surprised at how deep rose thorns can cut. They’re pretty, not safe.”
“It’s been tried. Once it was even tried by my sisters and I—we belong to Maeve, but that doesn’t make us monsters. Remember that, child of Oberon: even we can tell the difference.”
The Daoine Sidhe are claimed by Titania, not Oberon.
She was taller than xxxxx, with marble white skin and hair that darkened from pale pink at the roots to red-black at the tips. It fell past her knees, tangling in the rope of briars that belted her grass green gown. She looked like nothing I’d ever seen . . .
The rose woman opened her eyes. They were pale yellow, like pollen.






“Just once, I want to meet the villain in a cheerful, brightly lit room. Possibly one with kittens.”
“What the hell are you?”
“A Fetch. Your Fetch, to be exact,” she said. “You know, the spirits that wear your face when they come to escort you to the lands of—”
“—the dead,” I finished. “Little problem: I’m not dead.”
Are you going to ask why she drugged you?"
"Allright," I said, narrowing my eyes. "Why?"
"Because, dear October, you're the most passively suicidal person I've ever met, and that's saying something. You'll never open your wrists, but you'll run headfirst into hell. You'll have good reasons. You'll have great reasons, even. And a part of you will be praying that you won't come out again.”
“I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“What?” I glanced toward him.
“I said, I didn’t mean to upset you. I didn’t realize my absence would be a problem.” His smile widened slightly. “It seemed you were eternally trying to be rid of me.”
“Yeah, well.” I stopped next to the car, taking my clothes out of his hands. “I guess I wasn’t expecting it to be quite that abrupt. Did I piss you off?”
“Piss me off? No. You didn’t. I’ve been . . .” He paused, sighing. “I’ve been looking for someone. There are questions that trouble me and I’d like to find some answers.”
“Now explain why I should let you live.”
“I’m too cute to kill.”
“Try again.”
“He Rides, Sylvester. He Rides, and she’s bound to go following after.”
“Amandine—”
“Isn’t here,” Luna said, quietly.”

“Tybalt! Don’t you dare say cryptic shit and then run out on me!” His exit was made; he didn’t reappear.
Bastard.”
“What makes you think you can?”If you enjoy paranormal detectives and fey then this book was MADE for you, as another stable when you're tired of re-reading Kate Daniels.
“Nothing,” I said, with complete honesty. It pays not to lie to the Luidaeg. She might take offense and rip off one of your limbs. “I’m probably going to die horribly.”
“Nice to see you as always dear.”


23/03/2016 Buddy Read with my fellow Daye lovers at BB&B
“He takes them and he binds them. Fae children ride, so they grow strong and fierce; human children are ridden, so they learn the ways of hoof and bridle. And they are changed. Beware Blind Michael’s children, Toby—beware all his children, no matter how honest or honorable they seem. I can’t stop you from trying.
Heroes never listen. That’s why they’re heroes.”
October Daye is once again asked to safe the night. Children, human, changeling and pureblooded has gone missing, and the only one willing and able to save them is Toby. But this time she will be facing a bogeyman, and Toby will have to remember that children’s games are much stronger than she remembers, and they may be fair but never kind.
This wasn’t a warm night. It was a night for endings, and for monsters.
The world this author has created continues to amaze me. The detail of it, the richness and cleverness of it. I never knew that the Fae world was so fascinating. And the writing is just beautiful and awesome.
I hate riddles, and I hate them even more when I’m forced to play along. I’ve always preferred the direct method: hit the riddler upside the head until he gives you the answer. Maybe it’s more likely to get you hurt, but it’s also a lot less confusing.
I love Toby. She might not be the most powerful but she will never choose her own safety, her own life over saving someone else’s. And no matter how many times she comes close to dying, how many times she fails (and believe me, it happens a lot), she does not give up. Although she did have me worried in this book.
Toby hasn’t been the same since her 14years captivity in a koi pond, losing her daughter and her life as she tried to live it, and in this book she came very close to giving up. BUT luckily she has many people who love her, who care for her, and who fought for her when she couldn’t and I loved knowing that she wasn’t alone.
This series has become a favorite of mine, filled with a wonderful and interesting world, a great heroine with many flaws, and fantastic secondary characters. My only real complaint is the lack of romance, and I really hope that something will change in the near future between Toby and Tybalt.
A must read for all who loves urban fantasy.
