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Shadow Fall (Shadowchasers Series #3) [NOOK Book]

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Truth is the most dangerous weapon of all . . .

Kira Solomon’s life has never been simple. Battling against the Fallen, serving the Egyptian goddess Ma’at, becoming romantically involved with a 4,000-year-old Nubian warrior—these are now everyday realities. But something is changing. Kira’s magic is becoming dangerously unpredictable, tainted by the Shadow she has been ...
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Shadow Fall (Shadowchasers Series #3)

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Overview

Truth is the most dangerous weapon of all . . .

Kira Solomon’s life has never been simple. Battling against the Fallen, serving the Egyptian goddess Ma’at, becoming romantically involved with a 4,000-year-old Nubian warrior—these are now everyday realities. But something is changing. Kira’s magic is becoming dangerously unpredictable, tainted by the Shadow she has been trained to destroy.

Matters grow worse when an Atlanta museum exhibit based on the Egyptian Book of the Dead turns out to have truly sinister properties. As the body count rises, even long-trusted allies start to turn against Kira. She can hardly blame them—not when the God of Chaos is stalking her dreams and the shocking truth about her origins is finally coming to light. As one of the good guys, Kira was a force to be reckoned with. But if the only way to stop a terrifying adversary is to fight Shadow with Shadow, then she’s ready to find out just how very bad she can be. . . .
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Editorial Reviews

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In Glass's third paranormal set in modern-day Atlanta (after Shadow Chase and Shadow Blade), powerful Shadowchaser Kira Solomon learns the truth of her parentage. Kira already knew she wasn't human, thanks to her gift of instantly learning the history of the people she touches. Now her powers are changing and she feels the draw of the Shadow, though she has vowed to stay true to the Light. When several of Kira's friends and acquaintances succumb to a strange illness, Kira must find a cure and prove that she has not gone over to the dark side. Glass throws out names and events from previous titles in the series without adequate references, running the risk of confusing even returning readers, and the plot never quite stands alone, making this one strictly for the fans. (Aug.)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781439177068
  • Publisher: Pocket Books
  • Publication date: 7/26/2011
  • Series: Shadowchasers Series , #3
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 352,878
  • File size: 4 MB

Meet the Author

Seressia Glass has always been a voracious reader, cutting her teeth on comics, cereal boxes, and anything else at hand. Writing her own stories soon followed. After winning the national "Living the Dream" essay contest for the inaugural Martin Luther King, Jr. Holiday celebration in her hometown of Atlanta, Seressia realized her ability to move people with her words. Today, her fiction features diverse people realizing the universal dreams of love and acceptance. Stories have appeared recently in Vegas Bites: A Werewolf Romance Anthology edited by by bestselling author L. A. Banks and its sequels Vegas Bites and Vegas Bits Back. She's also published four romance novels, once of which, Through the Fire, was chosen for Black Expressions Book Club. Shadowblade is her fantasy debut. When not writing, Seressia is an instructional designer for an international home improvement company who loves to belly dance and watch anime.
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Chap†er 1

Kira drew her Lightblade, but didn’t bother calling its power. She didn’t need it, not against this opponent. “If you think you can take me,” she taunted, “come and get me.”

Her adversary crouched low. “I will take you, Kira Solomon,” he assured her. “Soon enough.”

They circled one other, each looking for the other’s weak spot, an opening to rush into and seize advantage. The world fell away as Kira focused all her attention on defeating her antagonist. Adrenaline surged through her, pushing her senses to full alert. Muscles hummed with the anticipation of action, of fight, of victory.

He rushed forward, a dark blur, ducking beneath her instinctive swing. A shoulder to her sternum sent her crashing to the floor. With her free hand, Kira grabbed him and pulled him down, shoving her feet into his stomach to send him catapulting over her. She spun to cover him, but he rolled out of reach. He scrambled to his feet, hands up in a defensive position.

She grinned and straightened, sheathing her Lightblade. He cocked an eyebrow. “Sure you don’t want to keep your tiny knife in hand?”

“Since you have your little blade sheathed, I wouldn’t want you to accuse me of having you at a disadvantage,” Kira said, making a great show of unbuckling her dagger’s leather rig and sliding it off her thigh.

His lips thinned. “There is nothing ‘little’ about my dagger. Or me, as well you know.”

She knew, all right. If she forgot—she’d had a lot on her mind of late—Khefar was there to remind her. He had refreshed her memory almost every night since they had returned from London, and she had yet to become accustomed to being intimate with another human being after living so long apart.

“Why, Khefar,” she said in mock wide-eyed innocence, “I didn’t realize you were a size queen.”

“A size queen?” He frowned. “I don’t know what that means.”

“Right. Never mind.” It was easy to forget that Khefar wasn’t your regular modern extreme fighter, but rather a four-thousand-year-old, near-immortal Nubian warrior. It wasn’t as if he ran around in a breechcloth carrying a bow and quiver of arrows. Kira smiled as an image sprang unbidden to her mind. Too bad they’d had other things occupying their time around Halloween. Khefar in period dress at a costume party would be a sight to—

“Hey!” She landed flat on her back on the mat. Khefar sat atop her, hands on her shoulders, knees pressing her arms down to the padded exercise floor to keep her immobilized. The black tank shirt and baggy gray sweatpants he wore only served to emphasize his wiry, lanky physique. His biceps were cut, tightened by the force he exerted to keep her still, his dark, dark mahogany satin skin so very touchable.

“You got careless, Kira,” he admonished her. “I saw the exact moment your thoughts wandered.”

She relaxed for a moment, smiled up at him. “Would you like to know why my thoughts wandered? What I was thinking about?”

His gaze flickered, only a moment, but it was enough. She swung her legs up, wrapping her thighs about his neck before dragging him down. With his knees still on her shoulders, it had to be a painful position— his back arched, knees over-flexed. He didn’t move.

“Hey,” Kira complained, “you’re not even trying to get away.”

“Why should I?” he said, his voice strained. “I’m enjoying myself immensely right now.”

“Ahem.” A discreet cough came from the vicinity of the room’s entrance.

Kira looked up. Anansi stood in the doorway of their exercise room, a bemused smile on his face. At first glance he looked as he always did: an older black man of indeterminate age with more salt than pepper to his thick, wavy hair. But now his usual dark suit looked more custom-made than off the rack and livedin, and he wore a diamond-studded cravat instead of a tie. “If I may interrupt for a moment?”

Heat suffused Kira’s cheeks as she let Khefar go. He rolled away and stood with supple grace and then extended a hand to help her to her feet. “What do you want, old man?” he demanded, glaring at the demigod. “And why are you dressed like that? The gala’s not until later tonight.”

“Easy, Medjay,” the trickster said, holding up his hands. “I’ll let you return to your foreplay soon enough. I simply wanted to say thank you for the invitation to the gala, but I won’t be attending. I’ve come to say good-bye.”

“Good-bye?” Kira echoed, refusing to react to the demigod’s barb. Sure, most—okay, all—of her workouts with Khefar usually ended with them horizontal on the mats or the weight bench, but still . . . “What do you mean, good-bye?”

“Your domestic bliss has inspired me,” Anansi told them. “I’ve decided to pay a visit to my lovely wife, Aso.”

“You’re still married?” Kira blurted out, surprised. She knew the folktales sometimes made mention of the spider god’s wife, but considering how much time Anansi spent away from wherever he considered home, she’d assumed the more domestic tales to be myth instead of fact.

“Is Mrs. Anansi going to let you in?” Khefar wondered. “Didn’t it take a while for her to welcome you back last time?”

“Really, children, there’s no need to be unkind,” the spider god chided. He spread his arms. “Though it has been some time since I’ve seen her, it’s true what they say: absence makes the heart grow fonder. My Aso is a wonderful lady, a terrific cook, nimble of mind, and you should see the size of her—” Anansi cleared his throat. “Anyway, I have many new tales to tell. She always gives me a most enthusiastic welcome, thanks to those.”

“How long will you be gone?” Kira wondered, feeling strangely sad. She wondered which she’d miss most, the demigod’s stories or his cooking.

“Time is an immeasurable thing where I’m going,” he answered. “Which is a nice way of saying that my father is many things, but a timekeeper isn’t one of them.”

He lifted a fedora from his head that had been bare a moment ago, and then sketched a deep bow, the hat sweeping through the air. “If you need me, of course, you know how to call me. Otherwise, feel free to drop me an email.”

“Email?” Kira echoed.

Khefar cocked his head. “Inventor of the World Wide Web, remember?”

“Oh right. Of course you have email. Did you invent computer viruses, spam, and those Nigerian prince money-laundering scams too?”

The old man grinned. “What is it the Americans say? I plead the Fifth—I refuse to answer on the grounds I may incriminate myself. I would remind you, Shadowchaser, that I am a trickster. Still, I’m hardly the only one. Many a cunning demigod lives on, thanks to pranks and hoaxes on the Internet. You should see what Loki comes up with, and don’t get me started on what Coyote has done.”

Kira could imagine well enough to give her a headache. She rubbed her forehead. “I so didn’t need to know that.”

“You should know better than to ask Anansi questions like that,” Khefar told her. “You’re never going to like the answers.”

Khefar crossed to the spider god, grasped his forearm. “Safe journeys, Anansi.”

Anansi clapped the Medjay on the back. “Of course. You two take care of yourselves. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Or when Mrs. Anansi kicks you out.”

“Bite your tongue, Medjay,” the demigod said. A surprisingly solemn look—as if he wanted to tell them something particularly profound—drew down his features, but his expression softened as he spoke. “Look after each other and try not to destroy the city while I’m gone.”

Kira folded her arms. “Gee, Grandpa, you never let us have any fun.”

“Not you too.” Anansi sighed, lifted his eyes heavenward. “I think I’m actually going to enjoy my time away from you two ungrateful wretches. I’ll see you when I see you.”

He reached out a hand. A door appeared in the middle of the exercise room, made of a rich goldenbrown wood. As Anansi turned the knob, Khefar stepped up behind her and dropped a hand over Kira’s eyes, his other arm encircling her waist.

“Hey!”

“Believe me, you don’t want to look through that door.”

She made a halfhearted effort to free herself. “Why not? Isn’t that the way he got Wynne and Zoo from London to Cairo?”

“No, not through that door. It’s not the door we used either. That’s a god’s door. The one time I looked through a door like that, I was dead for two days.”

“Oh.” She froze. “I suddenly find myself a lot less curious about Anansi’s method of travel. Is he gone?”

“Yes."

“Then, do you think you could let me see and move again?”

His hand dropped from her eyes to her shoulder, but tightened his grip on her waist. “I could, but I’m enjoying holding you like this.”

She reached up, cupping the back of his neck with her hand. “I’m enjoying it too. Otherwise, I’d have thrown you to the mat by now.”

His breath was warm against her cheek. “You can throw me down now, if you like.”

Without a word, she bent low at the waist, flipping him over her shoulder. “I like,” she said with a grin, leaning over him.

He dug his hands into her braids. Her eyes slid shut as she reveled in the tactile experience, no less potent than the first time he’d touched her.

When he spoke, his voice acquired a rough rumble. “I’m thinking it’s time for the second part of our workout.”

“I like that part even better.” She bent to kiss him.

Despite more than three weeks of intimacy, Kira still felt the initial shock of being skin to skin with another person, a surge of fear that she’d made a mistake in touching him. Then he would hold her, kiss her, move deep inside her, and her heart would race for an entirely different reason.

She kept her eyes open, focusing on Khefar’s face, drinking in his expression, running her hands over his body. With him, she could forget the world and its troubles, could forget she was different, could even forget she lived on borrowed time. With him, she could share an extraordinary pleasure that made her feel blissfully normal.

• • •

A while later, Khefar pulled her to her feet. “Not too much longer before we have to head out to the gala,” he said, a little unsteady on his feet. Fighting, training, and lovemaking—they both went at it with all the same level of intensity. “We need to get showered and dressed.”

“Will you do the lotion thing for me?” she asked, stretching to loosen her muscles again. Having Khefar rub her specially made shea butter lotion into her skin was pure heaven.

He watched her move, pleasure lighting his dark eyes. “I’m not sure which part you like better, the sex or the after-shower lotion rub.”

“You’re good at both, and I’m greedy. Do I have to choose?”

“No. Especially since that rubdown usually leads to other things.”

“Yeah.” She headed for the door. “Like a good, deep sleep.”

“Keep it up and you’ll be rubbing yourself.” He paused. “Wait. That didn’t come out right.”

He tried to explain further, but Kira was laughing too loud to hear him.

© 2011 Seressia Glass

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  • Posted October 8, 2011

    Great read

    As with the last two books this is a great read. Keira is a great roll model. She kicks but and takes names. Im glad to see an african american hero finally in a science fiction book. We read about vampires and fae that can be any color or shape but never an african american(aa) heroine. Its about time. An no im not aa. I just know that everyone needs a book that they can place themselves in and have a strong female to look up to.

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  • Posted July 13, 2011

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    The third Shadow Chasers urban fantasy is a strong entry that series fans will fully relish

    Kira Solomon the Shadowchaser, who serves the Egyptian goddess Ma'at, is an expert at eliminating the Fallen. However, she has become concerned with the changes to her power as she is not sure what that means especially will the tug of the Shadow on her soul as she has become the Egyptian Goddess of Truth and Order.

    Complicating matters for Kira are the disappearance of friends including Shadowchasers and illness of others. Her peers and even her mom Balm of Gilead fear she is the cause as they begin to believe the Shadow has engulfed her. As she sets out to prove she still remains in the light, Chaos enters her dreams and her feelings for four millennia old Khefar the Nubian warrior grows at a time she needs to focus.

    The third Shadow Chasers urban fantasy is a strong entry that series fans will fully relish as more of the Egyptian mythos comes to the light. Loaded with action throughout, Shadow Fall is an intriguing story line as Balm adjusts her dreams for her daughter to the reality of who Kira is. Although newcomers will be lost within the Egyptian mythology as it behooves tyros to read first Shadow Chase and Shadow Blade, Seressia Glass writes a fresh tale.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2014

    Really good series

    I read the first book and enjoyed it enough that I bought the rest and read them within a week.

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    Posted June 26, 2012

    The pond

    The pond has murky water, but an orange shape can be seen gliding through it. It's a goldfish that assumes it's safe in the middle of the pond...until the glint of its scales draws the attention of a large osprey. The osprey flies toward the fish, talons outstretched...

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  • Posted August 11, 2011

    Just Okay

    The first two books in this series were awesome. This one seemed all over the place. The main character is fragmented and the author conveyed that through a very disjointed storyline. I struggled to keep reading, but in hopes that the next one (if there is one) will be more in line with the first two. The emotional mess that the main character overwhelmed any other parts of the story, and took away from the realness that I liked about the first two books. Too much of this story takes place in her head.

    It was just an okay read.

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