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Watcher, Tome 1 : Dark Watcher



Description ajoutée par Naktya 2013-07-16T15:12:43+02:00

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The Lightbringer : Theodora Morgan knows she's a little strange. Her talent for healing has set her apart, marked her as different all her life--a life spent moving from town to town when too much notice is taken of her abilities. Unfortunately, her talent for healing has brought her to the attention of the Crusade--and the Dark. The Crusade wants her dead because she's psychic, the Dark wants to feed on her talent--and then there's Dante. Tall and grim and armed with black-bladed knives, guns and a sword, he says he's here to protect her. But what if Theo needs protection from him? The Watcher: Dante is a Watcher, sworn by Circle Lightfall to protect the Lightbringers. His next assignment? Watch over Theo. She doesn't know she's a Lightbringer, she doesn't know she's surrounded by enemies--and she doesn't know she's been marked for death by a bunch of fanatics. Perfect. He can't protect her if she doesn't trust him, but how can she possibly trust a man scarred by murder and warfare--a man who smells like the same Darkness Theo has been running from all her life?

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Extrait ajouté par Didie6 2015-04-04T23:22:34+02:00

"And a bright good morning to you, Theo,” Elise said, her long fiery hair spilling over her shoulders.

Today she was wearing a red velvet bustier and tight, crimson leather pants. The sun tattooed around her bellybutton peeked out, and the silver stud in her nose twinkled. “Didn't sleep well?'

Theo hung her coat up and sniffed. Elise had lit apple-cinnamon candles, and the entire store smelled like a baking pie. “Do I look tired?” she asked, sweeping her hair back over her shoulders. She should have braided it, but she had punched the snooze button one too many times, and as a result, came to work with wet hair and wearing a dark-green sarong and a black sweater. Normally she wouldn't wear black on a day when she felt tired, but she had been forced to grab the closest clothes. She was still wearing her grandmother's necklace, too, but that was habitual. She hardly noticed it.

"No, you look just like normal,” Elise said. “Just a little white around the eyes, that's all."

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