Abby Sinclair Series
WAR IS HELL. AND WAR WITH HELL IS NO FUN EITHER.
Just when her new life as a TouchStone—a mortal bound to help OtherFolk cross between Faery and human worlds—seems to be settling down, Abby Sinclair is left in charge when the Protectorate, Moira, leaves for the Faery Court. And when the Protectorate’s away . . . let’s just say things spiral out of control when a spell on Abby backfires and the Faery Queen declares the Doors between their worlds officially closed. The results are disastrous for both sides: OtherFolk trapped in the mortal world are beginning to fade, while Faery is on the brink of war with the daemons of Hell. Along with her brooding elven prince Talivar and sexy incubus Brystion, Abby ventures to the CrossRoads in an attempt to override the Queen’s magic. But nothing in this beautiful, dangerous realm will compare to the discoveries she’s making about her past, her destiny, and what she will sacrifice for those she loves.
Our delicious Abby is the Touchstone to the Protectorate of the Fae world, which means she can open the gate between worlds. We last saw Abby trying to make sense from the fact that Brystion, her lover, dumped her and walked away. Enter her bodyguard, hot, hot, hot Talivar the emotionally and physically scarred Prince of the Fae.
While Moira, Fae Princess and Protectorate is in Fairy trying to make sense of her mothers madness, an incident causes the doors to be shut down, making travel non-existent. Without the magic in their souls, the Fae caught on this side of the doors will fade away. Abby uses her abilities and a powerful key to open the doors to get her group back to their Fae home, a mad rush causes her to become separated from her magical Prince placing her life and soul in grave danger.
From the frying pan, to the fire, to the coals, to hell. And on pins and needles I will wait (not patiently mind you) for Allison Pangs: A Trace of Moonlight!
Ooh, quote from this book that caught my eye: The puca's ears cupped towards me, "Anything good?"
I took another bite. "What do you care? You dumped my ass in a puddle. You think I'm gonna give you my food?"