The Girl and
the Gargoyle (The Girl and the Raven #2)
Summary from Goodreads:
Being half-witch/half-demon and dating Marcus, a gargoyle and demon enemy, is complicated enough for Lucy. She can almost tolerate Jude, her demon father, forcing her to undergo combat training.
But when
Marcus’
s long-lost family returns to Chicago, her world begins to crumble. Marcus's mother
wants him to leave to join the gargoyle clan; his father wants him to help kill Jude. There's one
major problem with this: if Jude dies, Lucy dies.
Marcus will do whatever it takes to save Lucy and her father. Meanwhile, Lucy has her own plan and with the aid of a surprise newcomer, seeks help from the most unlikely — and dangerous — source.
Marcus will do whatever it takes to save Lucy and her father. Meanwhile, Lucy has her own plan and with the aid of a surprise newcomer, seeks help from the most unlikely — and dangerous — source.
“Why did I allow you to talk me into this?” Marcus rubs the back of his neck as he paces beside me. It’s impossible to read his expression in the near-darkness.
“Relax,” Selima says. “You’re going to love it. Tell him, Lucy.”
Marcus moves to the other side of the clearing. A chorus of sounds ring out through the woods, the skitter of nocturnal animals moving over a blanket of twigs, leaves and brush. Two owls hoot, hoot to one another.
“But I tried this before. Twice. It was a disaster.” He clears his throat. “Maybe I can’t fly. You know...like...some protectors can and some can’t.”
“Why didn’t I think of that?” Selima says, her tone mocking. “While every protector I’ve ever known can fly, you’re the one exception. Silly me.”
I burst out laughing then clamp my hand over my mouth, certain Marcus is glaring at me through the darkness.
“Let’s get this over with,” Marcus mutters.
“That’s the spirit, little brother!” Selima says. “I need to change. Lucy, can I get my other shirt?”
I toss Selima what can be best described as part T-shirt and part string bikini.
I thought it would be better in the dark, not seeing them go through the change.
Marcus groans, and I visualize the skin splitting along his back, feathers scraping muscle and bone as they struggle free. I imagine his pain and shudder. Selima whimpers once. Did she just morph instantly?
“You ready, little brother?” Selima calls out.
Sliding my cell phone from my pocket, I select the flashlight app and wave it like a wand in front of me. I gasp as Selima is illuminated. While Marcus’s wings are gray and white, Selima’s are white with what appears to be a large, black spot on the left wing.
“Beautiful,” I murmur.
Marcus moves into the light and studies his sister’s wings. “It’s like you have an extra eye.” He points to the black spot. “Creepy.”
Selima shrugs. “You ever hear of the evil eye? This is the opposite. It keeps me safe.”
“Says the girl who works for demons,” I say.
Selima arches an eyebrow at me before returning her attention to Marcus.
“I want you to forget what you’ve tried before. Assume it’s all wrong.”
“I want you to forget what you’ve tried before. Assume it’s all wrong.”
Marcus snorts. I expect him to come back with some smart aleck remark and am relieved when he stays quiet. Why’s he fighting this? Doesn’t he understand how lucky he is? He can heal people. He can control other people’s emotions. He’s strong and fast. And now he’s going to learn to fly.
Book
One:
(cover
linked to Goodreads)
Pauline
Gruber is a self-professed music junkie, cat wrangler, and travel nut. She went to Paris in the 90’s where she discovered a love of three things: croissants, old cathedrals, and gargoyles. Deciding
that the paranormal world could use a new kind of hero, Pauline translated her fascination with
the protective gargoyle into a suspenseful love story. She
is the author of the young adult series,
The Girl and the Raven, The Girl and the Gargoyle and the forthcoming novel, The Girl and the
Demon. By day, Pauline is a legal assistant for a Chicago
law firm where she steals identities and
incorporates them into her books. If you tell anyone, she’ll deny, deny, deny. Pauline
lives outside of Chicago with her precocious black cats.
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