Author: Heather Lyons
Publisher: CeruleanBooks, (June 25th, 2015)
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NOTE: This is a New Adult/Adult novel. Due to mature content this title is recommended for ages 17+
Synopsis: After years spent in Wonderland, Alice Reeve learned the impossible was quite possible after all. She thought she left such fantastical realities behind when she finally returned to England.
Now Alice has become a member of the clandestine Collectors’ Society, and the impossible has found her again in the form of an elusive villain set on erasing entire worlds. As she and the rest of the Society race to bring this mysterious murderer to justice, the fight becomes painfully personal.
Lives are being lost. Loved ones are shattered or irrevocably altered. Each step closer Alice gets to the shadowy man she hunts, the more secrets she unravels, only to reveal chilling truths. If she wants to win this war and save millions of lives, Alice must once more embrace the impossible and make the unimaginable, imaginable.
Sometimes, the rabbit hole leads to terrifying places.
“You should have informed me as to where you went today,” Van Brunt is saying.
“I did. Marianne sent an email to you of our objectives and destination.”
“En route, yes,” he allows. “The point I am making is that you should have informed me prior to leaving.”
Before we left, his door was closed and both his cell and office phones rang constantly. Had I even knocked, I do not think he would have heard. Still, what’s done is done. “Each second we afford Lygari is another step he gains away from us. I could not risk him moving beyond our reach.”
“Did you fear I would reject such a mission?”
“No.” It’s honest. “I must admit, I did not think much of chain of command at all. I found the need for action to be far more pressing than bureaucracy, and did not wish anything to slow me down.”
No. The sorrow in his voice, the quietness, are contextual clues I do not wish to be illuminated. I shake my head, hold out my hand, but he says it anyway.
“None of this will bring them back.”
The breath that fills my lungs stings.
“You must know how much I desire to find this Gabriel Pfeifer or Lygari or whatever his name is. My wife is . . .” His deep voice is tremulous. “Dead. My sons—”
I am out of my chair. “You give up too easily, sir.”
About the Author:
Heather Lyons writes epic, heartfelt love stories and has always had a thing for words. In addition to writing, she’s also been an archaeologist and a teacher. She and her husband and children live in sunny Southern California and are currently working their way through every cupcakery she can find.
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