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By Jim Butcher

A no 1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING DRESDEN records NOVEL FROM JIM BUTCHER

After being murdered after which introduced again to existence, Harry Dresden quickly realizes that perhaps loss of life wasn’t all that undesirable. simply because he's now not Chicago’s merely specialist wizard.
 
He is now iciness Knight to Mab, the Queen of Air and Darkness. Her notice is his command. And her first command is the probably very unlikely: kill an immortal. Worse nonetheless, there's a becoming risk to an unfathomable resource of magic which could suggest the deaths of millions.
 
Beset by way of enemies new and outdated, Harry needs to assemble his pals and allies, hinder an apocalypse, and give you the chance out of his everlasting subservience sooner than his newfound limitless powers declare the single factor he has left to name his own…
 
His soul.

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Speak earlier than you’ve gotten whatever down your throat. Drink. ” I did. Campbell’s. And it used to be striking. I flashed on a surprising reminiscence of being unwell whilst i used to be very younger. I couldn’t bear in mind the place we’d been, yet my dad had made me chook noodle soup. It was once an analogous. “I imagine . . . I be mindful a few of it,” I acknowledged, after a number of sips. “Your identify is . . . Sarah? ” She frowned, yet I shook my head ahead of she may possibly communicate. “No, wait. Sarissa. Your identify is Sarissa. ” She lifted either eyebrows and smiled. “That’s a primary. It feels like you’re ultimately coming again into concentration. ” My abdominal gurgled and whilst a roaring starvation went via me. I blinked on the unexpected sensation and began gurgling down extra soup. Sarissa laughed at me. It made the room believe brighter. “Don’t drown your self. There’s no rush. ” I entire the cup, spilling just a little on my chin, after which murmured, “The hell there isn’t. I’m ravenous. What else is there? ” “Tell you what,” she stated. “Before you do this, let’s shoot for an additional first. ” “Eh? ” I acknowledged. “Can you inform me your identify? ” “What, you don’t understand? ” Sarissa smiled back. “Do you? ” “Harry Dresden,” I acknowledged. Her eyes sparkled and it made me suppose solid all of the solution to my ft. extra so whilst she produced a plate that used to be piled with chook and mashed potatoes and a few different greens that I had little use for yet which have been most likely stable for me. i presumed i used to be going to begin drooling onto the ground, that nutrition seemed so reliable. “What do you do, Harry? ” “Professional wizard,” I stated. “I’m a PI in Chicago. ” I frowned, unexpectedly remembering anything else. “Oh. And I’m the wintry weather Knight, i suppose. ” She stared at me like a statue for a number of seconds, completely not anything on her face. “Um,” I acknowledged. “Food? ” She shivered and seemed clear of me. Then she took a brief breath and collected a wierd little fork, the type they provide to childrens with motor keep watch over issues—it had plenty of rounded edges—and pressed it into my hand. “If you’re keen to head for 3, we’ll have had a very hi there. ” The fork felt bizarre and heavy in my arms. I remembered utilizing forks. I remembered how they felt, the narrow weight of them, the precision with which i'll get nutrition from the plate to my mouth. This fork felt heavy and clumsy. I fumbled with it for a couple of seconds, after which controlled, at the moment attempt, to thrust it into the mashed potatoes. Then it used to be one other chore to get the silly factor to my mouth. The potatoes have been excellent. simply hot adequate, slightly salted, with a faint trace of wealthy butter. “Ohmmgdd,” I muttered round the mouthful. Then I went for extra. the second one forkful was once more straightforward, and the 3rd more straightforward than that, and earlier than I knew it the plate was once empty and that i was once scraping the final of the continues to be into my mouth. I felt exhausted and crammed, although it hadn’t been all that a lot meals. Sarissa was once looking at me with a happy smile. “Got all of it over my face, don’t I? ” I requested her. “It skill you loved the food,” she acknowledged. She lifted a serviette to my face and wiped at it.

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