{"id":258737,"date":"2026-07-13T16:28:36","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T13:28:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/divine-misdemeanors-merry-gentry-8-laurell-k-hamilton\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T16:28:36","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T13:28:36","slug":"divine-misdemeanors-merry-gentry-8-laurell-k-hamilton","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/divine-misdemeanors-merry-gentry-8-laurell-k-hamilton\/","title":{"rendered":"Divine Misdemeanors Merry Gentry 8 – Laurell K Hamilton"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I moved toward the couch that was closest to the glass wall, because to call it a window didn\u2019t do it justice. It was a wall of glass so that the sea stretched out forever until it met the curve of the world in a dark, moving circle that glowed and shimmered under the touch of the moon. Something about the play of light made me want to see more of the view, so I passed the couch up and stood at the edge of the glass, where I could have that dizzying glimpse of the sea and the rocks, the water foaming silver and white in the dark light.<\/p>\n

Brii began to take off his bows, arrows, and blades, laying them carefully on the long table to the side of the room. Ivi came to me with his holstered gun and the sword at his belt. He came to me with the body armor vest still in place. Most of the men were tentative after so long without a woman, but Ivi grabbed my upper arms in an almost bruising grip and lifted me off the ground so he could kiss me.<\/p>\n

There was no bending down for this man; he made me come to him, and he was strong enough to pick me up off the ground and simply hold me where he wanted me. The towel on my hair fell to the floor, so that my hair was wet and cold against our faces. He put one arm around my waist to hold me. The other hand he wrapped in my wet hair and pulled hard and sharp, so that I cried out for him, part pain and part something else.<\/p>\n

His voice was harsh and fierce, already going lower as some men\u2019s do. \u201cThe others said you liked pain.\u201d My voice came out breathy, strained with the hold he had on me. \u201cSome pain, not a lot.\u201d \u201cBut you like this,\u201d he said. \u201cYes, I like this.\u201d \u201cGood, because so do I.\u201d He had to let go of my hair to pin me more tightly against his body as his other hand undid the Velcro of his vest.<\/p>\n

Then he flung me to the carpet and jerked his vest over his head in almost the same movement. I lay there, breathless from the suddenness of it, and he\u2019d hit just the right note so that I felt passive.<\/p>\n

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You may know me best as Meredith Nic Essus, princess of faerie. Or perhaps as Merry Gentry, Los Angeles private eye. In the fey and mortal realms alike, my life is the stuff of royal intrigue and celebrity drama. Among my own, I have confronted horrendous enemies, endured my noble kin’s treachery and malevolence, and honored my duty to conceive a royal heir \u2014 all for the right to claim the throne.<\/p>\n

But I turned my back on court and crown, choosing exile in the human world \u2014 and in the arms of my beloved Frost and Darkness. While I may have rejected the monarchy, I cannot abandon my people. Someone is killing the fey, which has left the LAPD baffled and my guardsmen and me deeply disturbed. My kind are not easily captured or killed. At least not by mortals. I must get to the bottom of these horrendous murders, even if that means going up against Gilda, the Fairy Godmother, my rival for fey loyalties in Los Angeles.<\/p>\n

But even stranger things are happening. Mortals I once healed with magic are suddenly performing miracles, a shocking phenomenon wreaking havoc on human\/faerie relations. Though I am innocent, dark suspicions of banned magical activities swirl around me. I thought I’d left the blood and politics behind in my own turbulent realm. I had dreamed of an idyllic life in sunny L.A. with my beloved ones beside me.<\/p>\n

But it becomes time to wake up and realize that evil knows no borders, and that nobody lives forever \u2014 even if they’re magical. OceanofPDF.com MISDEMEANORS Meredith Gentry Series, Book 8 Laurell K. Hamilton OceanofPDF.com To Jonathon\u2014I could not have invented you, because I did not know I needed you by my side until you were there. No amount of poetry can explain both the surprise of you, and the warm familiarity of you in my arms.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com ACKNOWLEDGMENTS This one has to be for Carri, who saw O-dark-thirty with me on this book, and she still came in to work the next day. I also have to acknowledge all the bumps along the road to this book, because without all the bad, would I have come to all the good? But really, guys, can it be a little less bumpy next time, please? OceanofPDF.com Chapter One The smell of eucalyptus always made me think of southern California, my home away from home; now it might forever be entwined with the scent of blood.<\/p>\n

I stood there with the strangely hot wind rustling through the high leaves.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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