With no exterior windows, the gallery’s extensive surveillance equipment served as her only warning of who stood beyond its thick walls.

“You’d know if you ever picked up a book, Danika.” Glad for the break in what had been a morning of tedious research, Bryce smiled as she rose from the desk. She wiped at it with a filthy hand, smearing the black liquid splattered there. “What the fuck does rootling mean?” Danika hopped from foot to foot, sweat gleaming on her brow. Tucking a strand of her wine-red hair behind a pointed ear, she asked into the intercom, “Why are you covered in dirt? You look like you’ve been rootling through the garbage.” Seated at the desk in the modest gallery showroom, Bryce smirked and pulled up the front door’s video feed. A heartbeat later, a female voice barked, half-muffled through the steel, “Open the Hel up, B. The heavy metal door to Griffin Antiquities thudded with the impact of the wolf’s fist-a fist that Bryce knew ended in metallic-purple painted nails in dire need of a manicure. But Hunt soon realizes there’s far more to Bryce than meets the eye - and that he’s going to have to find a way to work with her if they want to solve this case.Īs Bryce and Hunt race to untangle the mystery, they have no way of knowing the threads they tug ripple through the underbelly of the city, across warring continents, and down to the darkest levels of Hel, where things that have been sleeping for millennia are beginning to stir.Which meant it must be Thursday, which meant Bryce had to be really gods-damned tired if she relied on Danika’s comings and goings to figure out what day it was. She stands for everything he once rebelled against and seems more interested in partying than solving the murder, no matter how close to home it might hit. Hunt Athalar, personal assistant for the Archangels, wants nothing to do with Bryce Quinlan, despite being ordered to protect her. But when the murderer attacks again, Bryce finds herself dragged into the investigation and paired with an infamous Fallen angel whose own brutal past haunts his every step. Two years later, her job has become a dead end, and she now seeks only blissful oblivion in the city’s most notorious nightclubs. But it all comes crumbling down when a ruthless murder shakes the very foundations of the city - and Bryce’s world. By day, she works for an antiquities dealer, selling barely legal magical artifacts, and by night, she parties with her friends, savoring every pleasure Lunathion - otherwise known as Crescent City - has to offer. Half-Fae half-human Bryce Quinlan loves her life. The book will be the first in Maas’ upcoming Crescent City series. Maas is entering the world of adult fantasy with her upcoming book House of Earth and Blood - and fans don’t have to wait to catch a sneak peek.Įntertainment Weekly shared the book’s synopsis as well as the House of Earth and Blood cover last week.

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