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288 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 31, 2006
Dance when the moon sings, and don't cry about troubles that haven't yet come.
"Love thy enemies," it says in the scriptures. My foster mother always added, "At the very least, you will be polite to them."
Samuel's shoulders shook slightly. "I can see it now, Mercy holding a roomful of vampires at bay with her glowing sheep."
"Don't lick the guests, darling. Bad manners."
"Mine," he said.
"I don't think so. She is mine."
It would have been flattering, I thought, except that at least one of them was talking about dinner...
MercyVerse — Author's Order (MT, A&O, novellas, etc.):
novellas: in progress
GN — Homecoming: ★★★☆☆
MT — #1 Moon Called: ★★★★☆
AO — #0.5 Alpha & Omega: ★★★★☆
AO — #1 Cry Wolf: ★★★★★
AO — #2 Hunting Ground:
MT — #2 Blood Bound:
MT — #3 Iron Kissed:
MT — #4 Bone Crossed:
MT — #5 Silver Borne:
MT — #6 River Marked:
AO — #3 Fair Game:
MT — #7 Frost Burned:
AO — #4 Dead Heat:
MT — #8 Night Broken:
MT — #9 Fire Touched:
MT — #10 Silence Fallen:
AO — #5 Burn Bright:
a natural born coyote shape shifter, auto mechanic and owner of a garage, sensible, together, strong and independent, lives in the Tri-Cities are of Washington, amidst a world of humans and supernaturals – vampires, walkers, werewolves, fey, witches…..
Mercy takes him to the Marrok…leader of all wolf-packs in North America, asking for help.
An interesting and believable plot with characters that are appealing and sympathetic and relatable, suspense and mystery, surprises and red herrings that are totally unexpected when revealed.
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Good Concept, But Tad Boring*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
His voice was soft and sweet as molasses; but my mother once told me that you had to trust that the first thing out of a person’s mouth was truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they’ll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you’ll be happier with, something that will get the results they want. I knew what he wanted, what he had always wanted from me, even if—while he had been working on Adam’s injuries—Samuel, himself, had forgotten.