The Smoke Thief
(Sprache: Englisch)
For centuries they ve lived in secret among northern England s green and misted hills. Creatures of extraordinary beauty, power, and sensuality, they possess the ability to shape-shift from human to dragon and back again. Now their secret and their...
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For centuries they ve lived in secret among northern England s green and misted hills. Creatures of extraordinary beauty, power, and sensuality, they possess the ability to shape-shift from human to dragon and back again. Now their secret and their survival is threatened by a temptation that will break every boundary. . . .Dubbed the Smoke Thief, a daring jewel thief is confounding the London police. His wealthy victims claim the master burglar can walk through walls and vanish into thin air. But Christoff, the charismatic Marquess of Langford, knows the truth: the thief is no ordinary human but a runner who s fled Darkfrith without permission. As Alpha leader of the dra´kon, it s Kit s duty to capture the fugitive before the secrets of the tribe are revealed to mortals. But not even Kit suspects that the Smoke Thief could be a woman.
Clarissa Rue Hawthorne knew her dangerous exploits would attract the attention of the dra´kon. But she didn t expect Christoff himself to come to London, dangling the tribe s most valuable jewel the Langford Diamond as bait. For as long as she could remember, Rue had lived the life of a halfling half dra´kon, half mortal and an outcast in both worlds. She d always loved the handsome and willful Kit from the only place it was safe: from afar. But now she was no longer the shy, timid girl she d once been. She was the first woman capable of making the Turn in four generations. So why did she still feel the same dizzying sense of vulnerability whenever he was near?
From the moment he saw her, Kit knew that the alluring and powerful beauty was every bit his Alpha equal and destined to be his bride. And by the harsh laws of the dra´kon, Rue knew that she was the property of the marquess. But they will risk banishment and worse for a chance at something greater. For now Rue is his prisoner, the diamond has disappeared, and she s made the kind of dangerous proposition a man like Kit cannot resist. . . .
In this
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bewitching novel, Shana Abé transports us into a world of exhilarating romance and magic.
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Chapter OneChasen Manor
Darkfrith, England
1737
The Right Honourable Christoff Rene Ellery Langford, Earl of Chasen, was bored.
He had decided to demonstrate this fact by slouching in his chair, his legs outstretched and his blond head turned idly away from everyone else in his father's study. One sun-darkened cheek was propped languidly upon his fist; his green eyes were hooded, masked with brown lashes. He listened to his father talk with the haughty, brooding air common to either the young or the powerful.
Kit, as it happened, was both. Sixteen years old and well-acknowledged as the heir to the tribe, he endured these meetings as his duty. He did not speak. He did not bother to meet the eyes of the other men present. When he looked up from his boots he chose to contemplate the view from the Tudor windows, the summer lush hills and rich black trees. The beckoning woods.
He listened to the same debate the council had at every meeting now. He could practically predict, verbatim, who would say what.
"The safety of the tribe is paramount. We must ensure our survival."
Parrish Grady again. The man never let up. Eldest member of the council, blue-eyed, sharp-toothed. Kit was beginning to consider him his own personal nemesis, if for no other reason than these meetings crawled on hours longer than they would without him.
Outside, just over a distant hill, appeared a flock of girls. About Kit's age, white skirts, frilled aprons, straw hats with ties that dangled in the wind. A few carried armfuls of flowers. He watched them come closer.
"Naturally, Parrish, our survival is paramount." Kit's father, the marquess. "No one debates that."
"We need a full-blood female!"
"I'd say we've been doin' our best there," retorted Rufus Booke, brash and newly wed, "though mayhap you'd prefer to check our beds every night."
Kit snorted back a laugh. He felt his father's gaze flick to him, then away.
"Aye, we need a female," the Marquess of
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Langford agreed. "But we do not appear to have one. Yet. There are several young tribeswomen on the verge of the rebirth. We may hope one of them will complete the Turn."
"Hope," repeated Grady, derisive. "Four generations it's been, and no female to make the Turn! What will happen to us--all of us--when it becomes impossible for the menfolk as well?"
Silence greeted this. It was the great, simmering fear among the tribe, that the Gifts would be taken. That their powers would fade.
"We cannot force our fate," said the marquess, harder now. "We all understand that. We are what we are. Our more immediate concern is the perimeter of the forest. There have been signs of recent disturbance, not our own. Strangers are prowling our lands. Christoff reported horse tracks up to Hawkshead Point."
"Hawkshead? But that's not even ours! What the devil is the boy doing all the way out there? We have rules! He left the boundary!"
Again, the distinctive prickle of his father's gaze. Kit allowed himself the slightest curl of his lips.
"Let us focus on the matter at hand," said the marquess smoothly. "Hawkshead is adjacent to our boundaries. If someone has chanced that far . . ."
The girls had paused in a soft valley between the hills, clutching their hats as the breeze turned brisker. Sunlight showed honeyed locks flying and flaxen, strawberry blond and ginger red. Four girls, smiling and chattering amid the green. Someone loosed her flowers, and the August wind blew them into bright confusion.
Parrish Grady thumped a fist on the arm of his chair. "The boy's too wild, even for our kind. He needs to be reined in. You know it yourself, my lord."
Kit stared a little harder at the girls, his eyes narrowed
"Hope," repeated Grady, derisive. "Four generations it's been, and no female to make the Turn! What will happen to us--all of us--when it becomes impossible for the menfolk as well?"
Silence greeted this. It was the great, simmering fear among the tribe, that the Gifts would be taken. That their powers would fade.
"We cannot force our fate," said the marquess, harder now. "We all understand that. We are what we are. Our more immediate concern is the perimeter of the forest. There have been signs of recent disturbance, not our own. Strangers are prowling our lands. Christoff reported horse tracks up to Hawkshead Point."
"Hawkshead? But that's not even ours! What the devil is the boy doing all the way out there? We have rules! He left the boundary!"
Again, the distinctive prickle of his father's gaze. Kit allowed himself the slightest curl of his lips.
"Let us focus on the matter at hand," said the marquess smoothly. "Hawkshead is adjacent to our boundaries. If someone has chanced that far . . ."
The girls had paused in a soft valley between the hills, clutching their hats as the breeze turned brisker. Sunlight showed honeyed locks flying and flaxen, strawberry blond and ginger red. Four girls, smiling and chattering amid the green. Someone loosed her flowers, and the August wind blew them into bright confusion.
Parrish Grady thumped a fist on the arm of his chair. "The boy's too wild, even for our kind. He needs to be reined in. You know it yourself, my lord."
Kit stared a little harder at the girls, his eyes narrowed
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Autoren-Porträt von Shana Abé
Shana Abé is the award-winning author of nine novels, including The Smoke Thief. She lives in the Denver area with four surly pet house rabbits, all rescued, and a big goofy dog. Please, please support your local animal shelter, and spay or neuter your pets.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Shana Abé
- 2006, 352 Seiten, Maße: 10,9 x 17,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Bantam Books
- ISBN-10: 0553588044
- ISBN-13: 9780553588040
Sprache:
Englisch
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