Atlas: The Story of Pa Salt (The Seven Sisters #8)

by Lucinda Riley

grew up to be a bit of a tearaway. She

drinking her cup of coffee because she had

respect for the ancestors. I lived here

the others. ‘Come,’ she gestured. ‘We

do.’ Yindi passed the child to me,

She is

Atlantis as ‘Pa Salt’. I asked both Georg

But we could make out a little writing

Waldorf Astoria dining room in

they’re not gonna get it if we don’t start

the business card had once belonged

all those years ago . . . but she was

purposefully.

earlier question,’ she said. ‘What next?’

‘Of

and CeCe said that wasn’t fair so—’

offer. During her first two years at university,

girls!’ I groaned, which led to even more

fainted. ‘Excuse me, girls, I’m not feeling

of the house. I need to make sure

a while. God forbid that Eszu arrives

no tomorrow – the opposite of what

Kreeg. You were targeted. An innocent

please.’

survive.’ ‘No. Neither could I,’ Georg

Your birth families were all very dear

to finally exact the revenge he had

might be able to strike a deal to ensure

happened between us, and that I wished

indeed, the laws against crewing the

would

Books. For a while, we said nothing, simply absorbing one another,

between

it. Please confirm with Atlas that

she chose me. The journey was over

Destroyed

final message to express their hatred

duties, when their families had so little.

Michael Alexandrovich. But the duke had

baby

in his arms and weeping desolately.

told me that my mother died giving

all so long ago. After that night, when

precious seventh child. My own flesh

distance. He’d had the whole night to

‘He has stalked my daughters as

in hospital and knew nothing.

got, Atlas. We didn’t even have electricity.