Hunt the Moon

Chapter OneI hit the ground running . . . or stumbling or falling it was kind of hard to tell when it felt like the earth was crumbling under my feet.And then I realized that was because the earth was crumbling under my feet. Craaaap! I plummeted straight over a cliff and into thin air, arms waving and feet still moving uselessly, screaming bloody murder. For a long moment, there was nothing but me and crystal blue sky and acre upon acre of sparkling, snow-covered land way the hell too far below. I knew I was supposed to be doing something, but the wind was roaring in my ears and my eyes were watering from the cold and the ground was rushing up to meet me at a pace that promised one very mushed clairvoyant in the very near future And then I was jerked back up, fast enough to cut off my breath, to leave me dizzy. Or maybe that was the feel of the hard arms around me or the harder body behind me. Or possibly the abject, stunning relief of Not dead, not dead yet Because that never gets old.My name is Cassie Palmer, and I ve cheated death more times than anyone has a right to expect to. In the past two months, I ve been shot, stabbed, beaten and blown up a few dozen times, and that doesn t count all the magical ways I ve almost been killed. I d have been dead a long time ago if not for my friends, one of whom had just jumped off the cliff after me.I d have been a lot more appreciative if he hadn t pushed me first.My nose was running, I couldn t see worth shit and my brain was still frozen in abject terror. So for a moment I just hung there, gulping ice-cold air and waiting for my heart to stop trying to slam through my chest. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a small piece of what was holding us up, and it wasn t reassuring.It was almost transparent, except for a faint bluish tinge that was largely invisible against the brilliant sky. It had a dome-shaped top and a few filmy tentacles streaming downward to wrap around us, making it look vaguely like a jellyfish