Deathwish (Cal Leandros 4.) 3 csillagozás

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How I felt the mental stirrings of a bloodthirsty heritage when I passed through the gray light wasn't my favorite topic…. The Auphe nature wasn't mine. I wouldn't let it be. And if I said that to myself over and over and sprinkled around enough frigging fairy dust, maybe it would be true.

Half-human Cal Leandros and his brother, Niko, are barely getting by with their preternatural detective agency when the vampire Seamus hires them. He's being followed, and he wants to know by whom. But the Leandros brothers have to do more than they had planned when Seamus turns up dead (or un-undead).

Worse still is the return of Cal's nightmarish family' the Auphe. The last time Cal faced them, the Auphe were almost wiped out. Now they want revenge. Cal knows that before the Auphe get to him, they will try to destroy everything and everyone he holds dear. Because for the Auphe, Cal's pain is a pleasure.

And they're feeling good.

amerikai szerző angol nyelvű fantasy sorozat része urban fantasy

Penguin, London, 2012

368 oldal · ISBN: 9780718192792

Penguin / Putnam, US, 2009

336 oldal · ISBN: 9780451462626

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Lindaaa

2011. június 7., 15:29

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Ez most csak azért kap ennyit, mert még mindig nem tudom letenni. De egyre több dolog idegesít benne. Ugyanaz a sablon ismétlődik az utóbbi könyvvekben, és még ha nekem nem is sikerült kitalálni a befejezést, elég kiszámítható a dolog helyenként. És Delilah karakterében szerintem sokkal több van, mint Cal szeretője… Szóval most nem vagyok elégedett.

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Lindaaa

2011. június 4., 19:53

Dogs don’t just not like me; they’re afraid of me. Except for Hammer. Hammer wasn’t right; not right being flat‐out crazy. One hundred pounds of shepherd mixed with Rottweiler mixed with God knew what else, Hammer wasn’t afraid to look at me as the other dogs were. No, Hammer liked to look at me. He liked to think about me. If anyone thought animals didn’t think, didn’t plot, didn’t plan, then they’d never met Hammer.

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Lindaaa

2011. június 4., 22:33

Food poisoning was the least of my concerns. Assuming I could even get it. I never had, and I’d eaten things five seconds away from growing penicillin.

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Lindaaa

2011. június 5., 18:34

“Issues?” he echoed incredulously. “Jesus, Nik. People on Dr. Phil have issues. We have atomic‐powered, demonic‐flavored, fresh‐from‐the‐pits‐of‐hell, full‐blown fucking neuroses. Freud would’ve been in a corner sucking his thumb after one session with us.

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Lindaaa

2011. június 5., 23:28

“I don’t know. I did meet Buddha once, the skinny version, in India. He gave me half his rice, laughed at my clothes, and told me if Icould stay celibate for an entire week I’d reach enlightenment.”

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Nicole_Kinney

2012. november 16., 20:38

Stealing is teaching a valuable lesson to the naive

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Nicole_Kinney

2012. november 16., 21:22

Assuming you have a frontal lobe or a lobe of any kind. My latest theory is your skull hosts a hamster running in a wheel that keeps you upright and less coherent.