Dime Store Magic (Women of the Otherworld Series #3)

Dime Store Magic (Women of the Otherworld Series #3)

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by Kelley Armstrong
     
 

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From Canada's new queen of suspense, another hugely entertaining supernatural thriller that will have you on the edge of your seat. Prepare to be enchanted . . .

Forget the cackling green hag in The Wizard of Oz, forget Samantha from Bewitched. Real witches are nothing, NOTHING like this. For years real witches have hidden their powers, afraid of

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From Canada's new queen of suspense, another hugely entertaining supernatural thriller that will have you on the edge of your seat. Prepare to be enchanted . . .

Forget the cackling green hag in The Wizard of Oz, forget Samantha from Bewitched. Real witches are nothing, NOTHING like this. For years real witches have hidden their powers, afraid of being persecuted. They have integrated so well into the community, you could have a witch living right next door and never know about it. Take Paige, for instance, whom we first met in Kelley Armstrong's novel Stolen. Just an ordinary twenty-something who runs her own website design company, worries about her weight and wonders if she'll ever find a boyfriend. Okay, so she's leader of the American Coven and guardian of Savannah, the teenage daughter of a black witch. Really, life is ordinary. But then a telekinetic half-demon, Leah O'Donnell, shows up to fight for custody of Savannah. And although Paige is ready for her, she's not quite so prepared for the team of supernaturals that Leah brings with her, including a powerful sorcerer who claims to be Savannah's father.

When all hell breaks loose -- literally -- and Paige is accused of witchcraft, Satanism and murder, the Coven, fearing exposure, abandons her. Cut off from her friends, Paige is forced against her better judgment to accept the help of a young sorcerer lawyer. And she quickly comes to realize that keeping Savannah could mean losing everything else.

Breathtakingly thrilling, hip and funny, this new novel is another page-turning triumph from an author who is going from strength to strength.


"I had a feeding frenzy on myfront lawn, an unconscious paranormal investigator on my stairs, and, somewhere out there, an entire Cabal special projects team devoted to ruining my life." -- from Dime Store Magic


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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly

Armstrong's successful Women of the Otherworld series continues with yet another captivating female lead who just happens to be the leader of the American Coven and guardian of a witch's daughter. As always, Armstrong's combination of cutting wit and unconventional characters are a refreshing addition to the horror genre. Luckily, Laural Merlington is well versed in Armstrong's style of writing and breathes freshness into this story. Her reading is entertaining and uncomplicated, making this otherworldly tale believable. Merlington offers a variety of different tones and voices, changing things at every twist and turn to keep listeners engaged. Much like protagonists in Armstrong's series, Merlington is a strong, engaging individual sure to keep her audience enthralled. A Spectra paperback (Reviews, Mar. 29, 2004). (July)

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From the Publisher
"Much like protagonists in Armstrong's series, [narrator Laural] Merlington is a strong, engaging individual sure to keep her audience enthralled." —Publishers Weekly Audio Review

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780553903959
Publisher:
Random House Publishing Group
Publication date:
10/31/2006
Series:
Women of the Otherworld Series , #3
Sold by:
Random House
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
448
Sales rank:
39,230
File size:
2 MB

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Todd adjusted his leather power seat and smiled. Now, this was the good life — driving along the California coast, road stretching empty before him, cruise control set at fifty, climate control at sixty-eight, Brazilian coffee keeping warm in its heated cup-holder. Some might say it’d be even better to be the guy lounging in the back seat instead of his driver, but Todd liked being where he was. Better to be the bodyguard than the guy who needed one.

His predecessor, Russ, had been the more ambitious type, which may explain why Russ had been missing for two months. Odds around the office water-cooler were split fifty-fifty between those who assumed Kristof Nast had finally tired of his bodyguard’s insubordination and those who thought Russ had fallen victim to Todd’s own ambitions. Bullshit, of course. Not that Todd wouldn’t have killed to get this job, but Russ was a Ferratus. Todd wouldn’t even know how to kill him.

Todd figured the Nasts were behind Russ’s sudden disappearance, but that didn’t bother him. When you signed up with a Cabal, you had to know what to expect. Give them your respect and your loyalty, and you had the cushiest gig in the supernatural world. Double-cross them and they’ll wreak their revenge right into your afterlife. At least the Nasts weren’t as bad as the St. Clouds. If the rumors were right about what the St. Clouds did to that shaman? Todd shivered. Man, he was glad —

Lights flashed in the side mirror. Todd looked to see a state patrol car behind him. Christ, where had that come from? He checked his speedometer. Dead-on fifty. He made this trip twice a month and knew the speed limit didn’t change along this stretch.

He slowed, expecting the police car to whiz past. It stayed on his tail. He shook his head. How many cars had zoomed by in the last hour, going seventy or more? Oh, but they hadn’t been custom-designed Mercedes limos. Better to pull over someone who looks as if he might pass you a few twenties to avoid the hassle of a ticket. If so, they’d picked the wrong car. Kristof Nast didn’t bribe mere highway patrolmen.

As Todd put on his signal and pulled over, he lowered the shield separating him from his passenger. Nast was on his cellphone. He said something, then held the phone away from his ear.

“We’re being pulled over, sir. I had the cruise set at the speed limit.”

Nast nodded. “It happens. We have plenty of time. Just take the ticket.”

Todd raised the shield and rolled down his window. Through his side mirror he watched the patrolman approach. No, make that patrolwoman. A cute one, too. Slender, maybe thirty, with shoulder-length red hair and a California tan. Her uniform could fit better, though. It looked a couple of sizes too large, probably a hand-me-down from a male colleague.

“Morning, officer,” he said, taking off his sunglasses.

“License and registration.”

He handed them over with a smile. Her face stayed impassive, eyes and expression hidden behind her shades.

“Please step out of the vehicle.”

Todd sighed, and opened his door. “What seems to be the problem, officer?”

“Broken tail light.”

“Aw, shit. Okay, then. Write me up and we’ll get it fixed in San Fran.”

As he stepped onto the empty road, the woman turned and marched to the rear of the vehicle.

“Can you explain this?” she asked.

“Explain what?”

As he walked toward her, his heart beat a little faster, but he reminded himself that there couldn’t be a serious problem. The Nasts never used their family cars for anything illegal. Just in case, though, he flexed his hands, then clenched them. His fingertips burned hot against his palms.

He glanced at the patrol car, parked a mere two feet behind his. It was empty. Good. If things went bad, he’d only have to worry about the woman.

The officer stepped into the narrow gap between the cars, bent, and checked something just to the right of the left tail light. She frowned, eased out of the gap, and waved at the bumper.

“Explain that,” she said.

“Explain what?”

Her jaw tightened and she motioned for him to look for himself. He had to turn sideways to fit between the cars. Couldn’t she have backed up? She could see he was a big guy. He bent over as much as he could and peered down at the bumper.

“I don’t see anything.”

“Underneath,” she said curtly.

Bitch. Would it kill her to be polite? It wasn’t like he was arguing with her.

He lowered himself to his knees. Christ, was this gap narrower than he’d thought or had he been packing on the pounds? The front bumper of the patrol car pressed against his mid-back.

“Ummm, do you think you could back your car up a little? Please?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Is this better?”

The patrol car pitched forward, pinning him. The air flew from his lungs. He opened his mouth to yell for her to put it into reverse, then realized she was still standing beside the car . . . which wasn’t running. He grabbed the limo’s bumper and pushed. The smell of burning rubber filled the air.

“Oh, come on,” the woman said, leaning over him. “You can do better than that. Put some real firepower into it.”

When he swiped at her, she backpedaled out of reach and laughed. He tried to speak but could only get enough air to grunt. Again he pushed against the bumper. The rubber stripping melted against his fingers, but the car didn’t budge.

“Only an Igneus?” she said. “The Cabals must really be hard up for half-demons. Maybe there’s an opening for me after all. Sit tight, now, and I’ll be right back.”

*
• *
• *
Leah opened the driver’s door and climbed into the limo’s front seat. She looked across the rows of buttons on the dash. Talk about electronic overkill. Now which one —

The shield between the seats whirred. Well, that saved her the trouble.

“Did everything go — ” Nast began. He saw her and stopped. His hand lifted, just off his lap, fingers moving as his lips parted.

"Now, now," Leah said. "No spellcasting."

Nast's seat belt jerked tight, taking up the slack so fast he gasped.

"Hands where I can see them," Leah ordered.

Nast's eyes blazed. His fingers flicked and Leah shot backward, hitting the dash.

"Okay, I deserved that," she said, grinning as she righted herself. She looked at the seat belt. It loosened. "Better?"

"I'd suggest you seriously consider what you're doing," Nast replied. He adjusted his suit jacket and eased back into his seat. "I doubt this is a road you wish to take."

"Hey, I'm not stupid or suicidal. I didn't come here to hurt you. Didn't even hurt your bodyguard. Well, nothing a few weeks of bedrest won't cure. I came here to make you a deal, Kristof — oops, sorry — Mr. Nast, I mean. It's about your daughter."

His chin jerked up, eyes meeting hers for the first time.

"And now that I have your attention..."

"What about Savannah?"

"Been looking for her, haven't you? Now that Eve's gone, there's no one to stop you from taking what's yours. And I'm just the person to help you do it. I know exactly where she is."

Nast shot his sleeve up and checked his watch, then looked at Leah. "Is my driver in any shape to resume his duties?"

She shrugged. "Questionable."

"Then let's hope you can talk and drive at the same time."

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"Much like protagonists in Armstrong's series, [narrator Laural] Merlington is a strong, engaging individual sure to keep her audience enthralled." —-Publishers Weekly Audio Review

Meet the Author

Kelley Armstrong is the author of the internationally bestselling series Women of the Otherworld. She lives in rural Ontario with her husband and three children, and later in 2007 she will also launch a mainstream crime fiction series with Exit Strategy, to be published simultaneously in Canada, the U.S. and the U.K.

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Dime Store Magic (Women of the Otherworld Series #3) 4.3 out of 5 based on 1 ratings. 324 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Any time that one is facing a trial is not a good time, but when one is a witch, the trouble factor is cubed, as Paige Winterbourne soon learns. Facing a custody challenge for the neophyte witch, Savannah, whom she has cared for during the last year, she turns to her coven for support; however, the old biddies are less than helpful. Gambling on using a human lawyer to fight magical opponents should have been a good risk, but it turned out to be a deadly one for the human after he wins the first round. That is when Cortez appears, a very young sorcerer/ lawyer, looking to make a name for himself away from his Cabal. At first, Paige is reluctant to accept his help, but as her coven deserts her completely, the town makes her a pariah, and her enemies seem to hold all the good cards, she has no choice. When Savannah becomes a woman, officially, things go from bad to abysmal rapidly. As the dark side beckons, will Paige's love be strong enough to save Savannah from herself? ***** Without any doubt in my mind, I can say that Dime Store Magic is the best book in this series that has been excellent since Book I. Light humor makes the dramatic ending stand out in sharp contrast. Most laudable is the fact that each book in this series stands alone and complete, so that you can enter it at any point; and though are eager for the next book, readers are not left dangling in mid air. *****
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Although the premise for this book had promise, the execution in the writing and character development left a lot to be desired. The book was slow, the "heroine" was anything but, and the relationships between the characters could use a lot of work. Paige was NEVER sure of anything throughout the entire book. Whiny, pathetic, and boring, I found myself rooting for Lea who seemed so much more interesting. At times times, I found myself fast forwarding the book (recorded book on tape) just to get through the boring sections, only to find out that I needed to just skip chapters instead of paragraphs. The scene? Yup, skipped that too. It was unwarranted and did not even need to be placed in the book. We're supposed to believe that supposed good girl Paige had a rump in the sack with the lawyer she just met??? Disgusting. I read "No humans involved" and loved the idea of the book and the characters, so I began at the beginning of Armstrong's collection of books. I have to say, Bitten was disappointing (no desire to even finish it) and now this. I don't know what it is, but Armstrong has a gift for creating unlikable female characters who seemingly can't get anything right and are so pathetic, I half wish she'd make the book stop by just killing off the character.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I dont know what the peope who called this book the best in the series were thinking. Its such a slow story! After reading about elena, whos got more attitude and a much better personality in my opinion. It was hard to deal with paige being so dull and drab. Nothing spicy to this character at all. And her love interest is super boring. The author doesnt even tell us much detail of what he looks like. At least with clay you get a very nice visual, but not with this cortez guy (so boring i cant even remember his first name). Savannah makes me want to pull my hair out. The author writes about her little tantrums like shes a 7 year old instead of a teenager. The love scene is so vanilla in comparison to elena and clay. And you would think they would have been thrown in somewhere to help paige since her character can't seem to do much to help herself. Just a down right boring read!! Im so upset the third book didnt just keep on with elena and clay. I want my money back!!!! :-(
songcatchers More than 1 year ago
Moving right along in the Women of the Otherworld series brings me to Dime Store Magic. This may be my favorite in the series thus far. There's Cabals and Covens, spells and sorcery, walking dead and ghostly spirits....pretty much everything supernatural you could want in a novel. This book has a change in main characters from the previous two. In Dime Store Magic, Paige and her young witch ward Savannah take center stage. These two witches team up with a very dashing and gallant young sorcerer lawyer named Lucas Cortez to try to fight a powerful Cabal bent on taking Savannah. There is lots of great action, a little light romance and plenty of spell casting. As always Kelley Armstrong's wit, humor and sharp dialogue make for a very fun read.
TabithaJean More than 1 year ago
Women of the Otherworld is one of my favorite series, Kelley Armstrong is by far one of my favorite authors! Coming in second to the Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice. Kelley Armstrongs writing style is flawless. Her stories flow from start to end. I've read allot of the "newer" supernatural authors, Kelley Armstrong is probably one of the best. The entire series is GREAT! Dime Store Magic and No Humans Involved are probably my two favorite books in this series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wonderful book by Kelly. Read all in the series, I have they are all great.
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Openbooksociety_dot_com More than 1 year ago
Not Nearly Enough Clay!! Brought to you by OBS reviewer Heidi Beware of spoilers!! Paige Winterbourne is still reeling from the death of her mother, but has moved on the best she can. She had to in order to be able to care for 13 year old Savannah, whose mother was killed. Savannah is young, but is already a more powerful witch then even Paige in some areas. And, it’s Paige’s job as the coven leader to help her learn to harness and control her power. Once Paige finally feels that she and Savannah are finally getting in sync with one another, they are thrown a curve ball; Savannah’s father, a powerful sorcerer who is head of the powerful Nast Cabal (similar to a mob) sues for custody. Now it will take everything that Paige has to keep Savannah under her roof where she can be sure her magic is used for good. I really wanted to like this book, but I had pretty low expectations being as this was the first book in the Women of the Otherworld series that wasn’t focused on Clay and Elena, who I love. But I know that Kelley Armstrong is a great writer and figured that she would make me love Paige just as much. But I’m sad to say she didn’t I like Paige good enough, but I just couldn’t love her and didn’t even relate to her at all. In fact, I liked her love interest, Lucas, a lot more than I liked her. He has an interesting back-story with being the estranged son of the powerful Cortez Cabal (not to be confused with Savannah’s father’s Cabal) and being the heir even though he’s the youngest and the one that so heavily detests his father’s organization. I can’t wait to get a better look at all of this, which is bound to come out in future installments of the series. I found the pace of this book to be incredibly slow and was the main reason that I didn’t like it that much. It seemed to take forever for anything to happen. Even the relationship between Paige and Lucas took forever to happen even though you knew it was coming! This series started out so strong with Bitten, a book that I didn’t think I’d enjoy at all and one that I instantly fell in love with!! I lost a little momentum with the second installment, Stolen, but I think it was due to the lack of Clay and of course he wasn’t in this one and I think it is definitely the weakest so far in the series. So I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the intensity of the series picks back up soon!! I really hope the next Paige book, Industrial Magic, will be better now that her love life is already in place and that her relationship with Savannah is also secure. The storyline will hopefully be able to focus on more interesting things now. This review and more at openbooksociety dot com
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