The Touch of Twilight (Signs of the Zodiac Series #3)

The Touch of Twilight (Signs of the Zodiac Series #3)

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by Vicki Pettersson
     
 

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On the surface she's a sexy, sophisticated socialite, at home among the beautiful people of the Las Vegas upper crust. But Joanna Archer inhabits another world: a place ordinary humans cannot see . . . a dangerous dimension where an eternal battle rages between the agents of Light and Shadow. And Joanna is both.

Stalked by an enigmatic doppelganger from a

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Overview

On the surface she's a sexy, sophisticated socialite, at home among the beautiful people of the Las Vegas upper crust. But Joanna Archer inhabits another world: a place ordinary humans cannot see . . . a dangerous dimension where an eternal battle rages between the agents of Light and Shadow. And Joanna is both.

Stalked by an enigmatic doppelganger from a preternatural realm, Joanna can feel the Light failing—which is propelling her toward a terrifying confrontation with the ultimate master of evil, the dark lord of Shadow: her father.

Vegas is all about winning big . . . or losing everything. To save her friends, her future, her worlds, Joanna Archer must gamble it all by fully embracing the darkness inside her.

Editorial Reviews

Kelley Armstrong
“Pettersson’s paranormal world is as original as it is compelling. The action comes fast and furious. Like Las Vegas itself, this is an adventure that’ll keep you up all night.”
Kim Harrison
“The Scent of Shadows came out of nowhere and slapped me silly. … You’re going to love this.”
Charlaine Harris
“...Read at your own risk —it’ll keep you up past your bedtime.”

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780060898939
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
05/27/2008
Series:
Signs of the Zodiac Series, #3
Pages:
416
Sales rank:
301,332
Product dimensions:
4.00(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.50(d)

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The Touch of Twilight

Chapter One

The country-western bar rocked on its pilings with music and conversation, laughter and line dances—and an obscene number of ten-gallon hats—all competing with the glint of the club's lights to obscure my sightline. It didn't matter. The scent of the Shadow alone was enough to alert me to her presence. Even the sweaty masses, with their perfumes and deodorants and soaps, could do nothing to mask the pungent rot of a demon masquerading as a human being.

A cigarette flared on the lips of a man to my left as I slipped smoothly across the straw-strewn dance floor, squeezing the grip on my crossbow through the open zipper of my designer clutch. Raucous laughter erupted ahead and to my right as bellies filled with the Jell-O shots that would eventually be blamed for this night's folly. The band rocked hard in front of a plate-glass window suspended beneath a slanted rooftop, and the lights of the Las Vegas Strip sparkled enticingly in the distance.

My awareness of all this was cursory. Acridness was building in the back of my throat, and the tang of soured skin made me wince as I neared the bathroom door, but I held my breath once there, stilled my movements, and steeled myself for battle. Regan—Shadow agent, astrological Cancer of our enemy Zodiac troop, and would-be rival for my true love's affections—possessed hearing so sharp she could make out wings beating in the air. She could taste unbridled emotion as if sipping from a cup, and given the chance, she could scent me too.

My nostrils flared as I breathed in deeply, and it was there . . . the petal-soft top note of singedroses powdering the air, just shy of cloying. The heart note like milk so recently gone sour a dulled palate wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

The base note of slick, hot vomit.

With aching slowness, I gripped my conduit in front of me, slipped off my kitten heels, then lowered my chin and widened my stance.

You are the Kairos, the fulcrum upon which hinges the paranormal battle between good and evil. Your every action is loaded with meaning, charged with energy, and linked to your legacy.

My troop leader's reminder fired like a rocket through my mind, and I shot back a mental rejoinder as I kicked open the door with a splintering crack.

How's this for action?

But the sitting area was empty, and I immediately sidestepped my way to the cluster of stalls, stopping short when something sharp and unnaturally shiny caught my attention. An ice pick lay angled across the vanity, projecting homicidal intent as clearly as a chalk outline. I recognized it as Regan's conduit, her paranormal weapon, the only thing that could truly destroy one of us. A blow from an enemy's conduit would slay you, and a conduit turned against its own controller would erase their existence so completely, they were scrubbed from supernatural history. Not even a footnote left to speak to their existence. And Regan's was lying right there in the open.

Stupid bitch. I took a step toward it.

"I wouldn't, if I were you."

I whirled toward the stalls in time to watch a slim, delicate, and deadly hand appear. It held one of the tiny, teasing devices I'd found littering my ex's modest tract home. It was the reason I'd come here to kill.

Lowering my own conduit, I stepped down. One mean twitch of her thumb, and a man would be blown to bits just outside these doors. My man.

"Come on, superhero," Regan taunted, coming into full view. "Show me your scariest super face."

Though expected, Regan's appearance always startled me. Her dark bob was exactly chin length, as if she'd measured it with a ruler while cutting it, and hadn't let it grow a centimeter since. Her build was more compact than when we'd first met, but then mine used to be as well, and that's what jolted me. That's who she'd been designed to imitate. Me. Before I'd been turned into a white-hot, slick-curved, brick-house blonde.

"Where is it?" My voice had turned unnaturally raspy for a woman. It happened when I was extremely pissed.

"His watch." She shrugged, watching me carefully, eyes lingering on my bare feet. "I told him I could get a great deal on a TAG Heuer. He loves it."

She sauntered across the powder room to perch herself on a stool designed like a mini-sawhorse, still holding the detonator aloft. I smirked as, one-handed, she began putting on lipstick in a shade I used to favor. Cute. She'd taken the blueprint of my former features—the way I wore my hair, the skin tone, and eyes—twisting the details in small ways to make them her own. The clothes she wore were still conservative, if a tad tighter than mine had been, and her jewelry was more dramatic, playing off deceptively delicate features.

Regan's beauty regimen, and her near-pathological need to test me, had her slyly setting the detonator down and whipping out a simple black compact. Not trusting that this too wasn't a detonator in disguise, I only watched as she used a cut sponge to reapply cover-up to a scar below her left ear. I wasn't privy to how she'd gotten that one, but I knew Vanessa had nearly caught her three weeks ago with her hinge-bladed fan, and sure enough, Regan lifted her shirt to reveal the still-angry scores above her waist.

Unlike wounds from mortal weapons, conduits always left scars . . . again, if we survived them at all. Ordinarily one had to work to conceal the raised scars, but this concealer went on smoothly and the scar vanished, leaving her belly flawless in its mirrored reflection. Whoever had mixed the compound, I admitted grudgingly, had known what they were doing.

"Isn't Ben even a little curious as to why his sweet 'Rose' has so many scars?" I asked acerbically. Now that my immediate plans for murder, mayhem, and revenge had been foiled, I decided to keep her talking until I came up with a plan B.

The Touch of Twilight. Copyright © by Vicki Pettersson. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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What People are saying about this

Kim Harrison
“The Scent of Shadows came out of nowhere and slapped me silly. … You’re going to love this.”
Charlaine Harris
“...Read at your own risk —it’ll keep you up past your bedtime.”
Kelley Armstrong
“Pettersson’s paranormal world is as original as it is compelling. The action comes fast and furious. Like Las Vegas itself, this is an adventure that’ll keep you up all night.”

Meet the Author

Vicki Pettersson is the New York Times bestselling author of the Sign of the Zodiac novels, a six-book urban fantasy series set in her hometown of Las Vegas. Though she'll always consider that glittering dust bowl home, she now divides her time between Vegas and Dallas, where she's learning to like good Tex-Mex (easy) and the Dallas Cowboys (easier than you'd think).

Brief Biography

Hometown:
Las Vegas, Nevada
Place of Birth:
Las Vegas, Nevada
Education:
B.A. in English, University of Las Vegas, 1994
Website:
http://www.vickipettersson.com

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Touch of Twilight (Signs of the Zodiac Series #3) 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 182 reviews.
Raven_Wrath More than 1 year ago
In this third installment of the Zodiac series, Joanna Archer finds herself being stalked by a mysterious female otherworldly being that is neither Light nor Shadow. Is this creature friend or foe? Pettersson delivers action, twists and turns and a touch of romance leaving the readers wildly entertained. She's got the gift of getting you to really care about the main characters, feeling for them, and wanting to know more. Like the rest of the series, this was a real page-turner. Read the first two before you read number 3.
camino_kid More than 1 year ago
Once again great reading material, make sure you read the books in the order they came out in the series or it will be hard to follow the plot and lessen the experience.
melburg1 More than 1 year ago
If you haven't read the first two books in the series...buy them! In fact, I suggest that you purchase all three books currently in the series at once! It was a refreshing change of pace to read a paranormal book that didn't contain vampires, werewolves, and witches! I love the main character Joanna Archer. She is a strong, independent woman that doesn't mind getting her hands dirty, or taking care of her own problems. What I like about the series is that the storyline is unique, the characters each have their own strengths, and villains that you'll love to hate, like Regan! These books will have you laughing, loving, hating, and crying! I was very impressed by this series and have recommended it to all of my friends. I am axiously awaiting the next book in the series!
TJPinnell More than 1 year ago
I absolutely love all of Ms. Pettersson's Zodiac Series. Please write more and more. I usually don't gush over much of anything but these book are some of the best fantasy I've read. Move over Charlaine Harris, this could be a great television series.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Joanna/Oliva Archer is part light and part shadow. In this book she is being stalked by a doppelganger from a preternatural realm. She is still fighting off her Father, the Tupla and trying to protect her old boyfriend Ben from the Shadow Agent, Regan. We meet up again with all of the agents of the light and some of the shadow agents. These books are fast paced and great fun. Once I pick one up, I have a hard time putting it down. I guess I will have to wait at least a year for the next one in the series. What a great series, so different. I love the Zodiac Series.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book drove me crazy (in a good way)! The story was not going the way that I really wanted it to go but then I couldn't think of a better alternative. Pettersson really does a good job giving the reader just enough without making the whole story sugary-sweet. The third installment in this series still finds Joanna (and others in her troop) questioning her shadow side's dominance. Some questions are finally answered but the ending definitely left an opening for the next book...can't wait!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I was happy with the outcome of this book. I loved what happened in the end between Ben and Johanna but I hated the way Hunter was treated. Johanna has grown as a person. She is finally coming to terms w/ her new life. If you are a Johanna Archer fan, you will be extremely happy with this one.
Charis_Elpis More than 1 year ago
Vicki Petterson has created a leading character that absolutely gets under your skin in more ways than one. You truly sympathize with this heroine, yet at the same time can't help but want to slap some sense into her. The ups and downs in this particular book of the series are truly frustrating. The love triangle keeps you on a tight edge. Over all, I enjoy the way this author ensnares you with her plot and enjoy it every time it all comes together in the end. I love it when a book makes me forget that its characters are not just characters in a book. Couldn't put it down.
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Book three has 343 pages. On to book four. Very good series, a fun read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a great book hard to put down. Dont miss out on this series.
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CynthiaDCD More than 1 year ago
Takes you into another world for good vs evil without all the religious stuff. Vicki is redundant about previous happenings (must be because they are meant to "stand alone") and Joanna aka Olivia seems to whine alot. I keep expecting the heroine to learn from her mistakes and smarten up, maybe she will. Her attitude about Hunter seems very immature. Over all the action is fun and the characters wonderfully detailed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I totally recommend this awesome read. In order to appreciate the story, you should read the first two books in order. This will not disappoint. I'm soo thrilled with this series and can definately add to my lists of favorites!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have really enjoyed this series this far. I love being able to follow characters as the change and grow across a series. Olivia/Joanna has a lot of angst that I can relate too. I have been immediately starting on the next book in the series because I just have to know how she is faring.
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... compared to first two books in the series, felt like it dragged at times.
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