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.“Because you’ve become so interesting.As have your.accoutrements.”“Careful,” Ethan warned.“Or you will quickly wear out your welcome.”Balthasar made a vague sound of disagreement, then stood.He walked toward the bookshelf, long fingers lingering on the back of the chair.Before I could blink, he stood before the tall shelves, fingers now trailing across the mementos Ethan had collected over the centuries.I’d barely seen him move.God, but he was fast.Faster than any vampire I’d seen.He wasn’t just a relic or an anachronism of an older age, but a powerful predator.And he was showing off.In consideration of the threat, I straightened beside Ethan, felt his answering attentiveness.Balthasar picked up a small crystal globe, let it glide across his fingers.“I’ll warn you again,” Ethan said, “and for the last time.Use care.”“Care?” Balthasar asked.“The same care that you would show me?”The world began to vibrate beneath my feet, as if the House had been suddenly perched on the edge of a machine large enough to spin the world on its tilting axis.It tilted around me—the entire room—while I stayed upright.Me.and Balthasar.Chloe Neill was born and raised in the South, but now makes her home in the Midwest.When not writing, she bakes, works, and scours the Internet for good recipes and great graphic design.Chloe also maintains her sanity by spending time with her husband and their dogs, Baxter and Scout.She is the New York Times bestselling author of the Chicagoland Vampires Novels, the Devil’s Isle Novels, and a young adult series, the Dark Elite.Looking for more?Visit Penguin.com for more about this author and a complete list of their books.Discover your next great read! [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]