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“Except that I found something at Gebel Tukh in the tomb of an Old Kingdom Eighth Nome official—a reference to sealing the royal tombs at Thinis!”

Does this mean there are 2 more books?? Yaasss please!!!

“You’re carrying a lost city around inside of you. Your brother’s running around having visions of the past. We’ve been tripping over bloodthirsty mirrors and Biblical staffs. It’s important, Ellie. You deserve to know what that’s all about.”


YAAAS PLEASE MEET THIS GUY AND EXPLAIN IT TO ME!! I NEED TO UNDERSTAND.

“So will you marry me, then?” She glanced up at him with wicked slyness. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Neil let out a helpless laugh. “Why does that sound like a threat?”
“Because it is.” Constance flashed him her teeth.

Holy shit!!

“Looking for swamis who could float,” Vijay elaborated helpfully. “How did he put it? ‘A study of individuals possessed of exceptional mythic abilities,’ or some such thing. I gather he’d made it his beat. He’d been over half the world digging up dusty manuscripts and hunting for monks holed up in caves living on a single grain of rice.”

WE NEED TO FIND THIS GUY.

The shocked, frozen tableau was broken by the sound of a bow hitting the ground as Jacobs unceremoniously tossed the artifact aside—and began to walk away.

This whole thing is absolutely insane.

“He ought to have some sort of training with that thing as well.” Ellie grimaced warily at the weapon as Neil shoved it back into the scabbard. “Especially if it’s capable of lopping people’s arms off if you use it the wrong way.”

Yess he really should!! I can believe they are letting him rub around with a sword he doesn't know how to use

Not that he showed it. All Adam could read on Jacobs’ face was cold fury as tension stretched between him and Borthwick like the plucked string of a cello.
A whip wasn’t meant to be used on a man like that.

Holy shit....

“It’s just a little… experiment I’ve been considering.”
Neil perked up. “What sort of experiment? Is it geological? Perhaps something related to hydrology?”

Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea 😂😂

Neil, all lean and scholarly and not at all the conventionally heroic type, standing in the rain as he faced down a gorgeous deadly beast with a mythical sword glowing in his hands. Constance was quite sure the image would be emblazoned in her mind till her last breath. How could it not?

I feel like she's gonna pounce on him!!!

Sandwiched between the warmth of the man she loved and his blasted dog, Ellie let the night claim her.

Girl, stop being mean being mean to the poor dog, he's sweeeeet!!!