By David Wellington
Now not marking this as retail as in keeping with the foundations as I didn't buy it myself, however it definitely seems retail. additionally importing a duplicate of the epub if you'd want that.
The ultimate Reckoning
Laura Caxton's battles opposed to the traditional vampire Justinia Malvern have fee her approximately everything—her badge, her freedom, her family and friends . . . even perhaps her humanity.
And as she hides out within the inner most backwoods of Pennsylvania, pursued by way of the police officers who have been as soon as her colleagues, Laura definitely appears crushed. yet as Laura sees it, what little is left of her soul is completely tailored to the activity of ridding the area of its final vampire. and because of the negative readability she's discovered, Laura's get a hold of a plan—one that may end Malvern as soon as and for all.
But the ever-wily Malvern has a number of final aces left to play and is quietly dealing a hand that may contain a negative destiny for the few pals Laura's received left. while the 2 adversaries meet for the final time of their such a lot epic conflict, the vampires will strength Laura to pay a value a ways past something she's sacrificed ahead of.
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The cobbled road dropped towards the Selenau River, then curved east in a broad arc and wound up the hill towards rows of expensive villas and Jalder University beyond. Kell reached the edge of the market, and stopped. There was a body on the ground, mist curling around withered, ancient limbs. Frowning, Kell dropped to one knee and reached out. He touched dry, crisp flesh, and cried out, shocked- Boots thudded at him from the white, and a sword slashed for his head. His axe came up at the last moment, and there was clash of steel.
Kell turned and crouched by the woman, but she was dead, skin blue, eyes ringed purple. Her tongue protruded, and Kell touched it; it was frozen solid, and he could feel the chill through his gloves. A distant memory tugged at Kell, then. It was the ice-smoke. He’d seen it, once before, as a young soldier on the Selenau Plains. His unit had come across an old garrison barracks housing King Drefan’s men; only they were dead, frozen, eyes glassy, flesh stuck to the stone. As the cavalry squad dismounted and entered the barracks, so tiny wisps of mist had dissipated, despite sunlight shining bright outside.
Kell glanced up, into the mist. No, he corrected himself. Into the smoke. The ice-smoke. He wasn’t far from Jalder University. But it was uphill, and a damn steep hill at that. Gritting his teeth, face coursing with sweat under his thick hat and heavy clothing, Kell began a fast walk, holding his ribs as he prayed fervently to any gods willing to listen that Nienna was still present in the university grounds…and still alive. Saark gazed down at her beautiful face, skin soft and coolly radiant in the glow from the snow-piled window-ledge.