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Toutes les séries de Sonya Bateman

3 livres
3 lecteurs

"The dead never bothered me. That honor was reserved for the living."

I thought I was human. Apparently, I was wrong.

I didn't even know there were non-humans. Others, they're called. Fairies, vampires, even the bogeyman... they're all real. At least, that's what the werewolf told me when I saved her from the cops.

Did I mention that I saved a werewolf? And those weren't just cops trying to kill her -- they're a deadly cult with the sole purpose of capturing and exterminating Others. Especially me.

My name is Gideon Black, and I'm not human. I am the DeathSpeaker.

And I am so screwed.

Tous les livres de Sonya Bateman

Dark romance and the Deep South meet in this collection of eighteen thrilling stories. Set in a lush, steamy world of ceaseless rain, swamps, alligators, overgrown cemeteries, and home-grown magic, these dark and scary, yet pleasurable stories unfold sinister secrets at every turn.

"My past came with sharp teeth, and I didn't enjoy letting it bite me."

Gideon Black has just returned from a grueling visit to the Fae realm with a stronger grip on his abilities, both as a half-Fae and the DeathSpeaker. But none of that prepared him to be kidnapped and dragged into a fight against a god.

When the Duchenes' master, an ancient and powerful Other who's taken the name of the voodoo god Papa Legba, summons the family for attempting to defy him, Denei Duchene invokes a promise Gideon made long before he knew that promises could kill the Fae. Now he must travel to New Orleans with the secretive siblings and free them from their bonds -- or die trying.

But Legba isn't the only danger lurking in the Louisiana swamps. Milus Dei, the cult dedicated to wiping out the Others, has been recruiting a new breed of hunter. The most dangerous, lethal poachers they can find, heavily financed and retrained to target and capture all types of non-humans.

And the group currently hunting the bayou is all too familiar to Gideon.

"Hell if I'd let some dead woman get the best of me."

It was supposed to be a break. A few days in Lightning Cove, Maine -- a very small town with a very old history -- and a chance to get to know Special Agent Calla Frost better. She swore it was just a routine check-in with a research team. No monsters, no magic.

But when Gideon arrives in Lightning Cove, things are just a little too perfect. And even before the first dead body -- the one that won't talk to him -- he realizes that nothing and no one is what it seems.

Including Calla Frost.