Cornelius Harrison személy

Ilona Andrews: White Hot

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“Thank you!”Matilda said to Rogan.
“You’re welcome,”he said with all of the formality of a man accepting knighthood.
Augustine was smiling.
Rogan looked back at me. “Why me? Why not you?”
“Cornelius is a stay-at-home dad,”I said. “She views men as caretakers. Usually he probably holds the cat, but he wasn’t available.”
Rogan leaned back in his seat.
“It’s terrible when he’s reminded he is human,”Augustine said to me. “He doesn’t know how to deal with it. Just think, Connor, one day you might be a father and get one of your own.”
Rogan stared at him as if someone had dumped a bucket of cold water on his head.

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Cornelius cleared his throat. “I feel partially responsible for this situation.”
Matilda reached over and petted his arm. “It’s okay, Daddy.”
Everything stopped as all of us collectively struggled with an overload of cute.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Cornelius Harrison · Matilda Harrison
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“When my grandfather came to this country,”Cornelius said, “he took a new name, one that would be familiar to his new countrymen.”
Olivia crossed her arms on her chest.
“Our real last name isn’t Harrison. It’s Hamelin.”A low sound like the noise of a waterfall came from behind us, insistent and oddly disturbing.
“We’re not named for the place where we were born. We’re named for the place where years before Osiris serum was discovered our ancestor became infamous for his magic.”
Cornelius opened his mouth and sang a long wordless note. A black wave burst into the room. It shifted and moved, charging forward, not uniform, but made of thousands of tiny bodies.
Olivia Charles screamed, terror raw in her voice.
Cornelius’voice rose, commanding and beautiful. It reached right into your chest, took your heart into a cold fist, and held it still. The wave surged between us and swarmed Olivia, burying her body. She shrieked and flailed, but the rats kept coming, thousands and thousands of them, until she became a swirling mound of fur. There was nothing I could do but stand there and listen to her being eaten alive while the Pied Piper of Houston sang like an angel, mourning the love of his life.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Cornelius Harrison