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
From the Trade Paperback edition.
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Kelley Armstrong is the bestselling author of the Women of the Otherworld series. She lives with her family in Ontario, Canada.
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Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
I was in trouble with the elders. Again.
I'd been a trial to them all my life and now, at twenty-three—no longer a precocious child or a rebellious youth—they were running out of excuses for me.
"Something must be done about Savannah." The speaker phone added a not-inappropriate whine to Victoria Alden's voice.
"Uh-huh." My fingers flew across the keyboard, hammering out the next line of code.
"I hear typing," Victoria said. "Are you typing, Paige?"
"Deadline," I said. "Enhancements to the Springfield Legal Services Web site. Due in two days. And counting. Look, can we discuss this later? I'll be at the Coven meeting next week, and—"
"Next week? I don't think you're taking this seriously, Paige. Pick up the telephone, stop working, and talk to me. Where did you ever learn such manners? Not from your mother, rest her soul."
I lifted the receiver, gripped it between my shoulder and ear and tried to type quietly.
"It's about Savannah," Victoria said.
Wasn't it always? One of the few perks of having custody of thirteen-year-old Savannah Levine was that my rebellions paled in comparison.
"Well, I was talking to Grace last night and she expressed concern over something Savannah told Brittany. Now, Grace admits Brittany may have misunderstood the details, which I can certainly see. We don't expose Coven neophytes to this sort of thing, so I'd be shocked if Brittany did understand what Savannah was talking about. It seems—" Victoria paused and inhaled sharply, as if it pained her to go on. "It seems Brittany is having trouble with a few girls at school and Savannah offered to . . . to help her make a potion that would result in these girls being unable to attend the school dance."
"Uh-huh." Ah, there was that function. A few hours of coding saved. "Then what?"
"What do you mean, 'then what'? Savannah offered to show Brittany how to make these girls sick!"
"She's thirteen. At her age, I would have liked to make a lot of people sick."
"But you didn't, did you?"
"Only because I didn't know the spells. Which was probably a good thing or there'd have been some serious epidemics going on."
"See?" Victoria said. "This is exactly what I've been talking about. This attitude of yours—"
"I thought we were talking about Savannah's attitude."
"That's it exactly. I'm trying to bring a serious matter to your attention and you brush it off with quips. This flippant attitude will never make you Coven Leader."
I stifled the urge to remind her that, as of my mother's death, I was Coven Leader. If I did, she'd "remind" me that I was Leader in name only, and this discussion would turn from irritating to ugly in a heartbeat.
"Savannah is my responsibility," I said. "You Elders have made that very clear."
"For good reason."
"Because her mother practiced dark magic. Oooh. Scary. Well, you know what? The only scary thing about Savannah is how fast she's outgrowing her clothes. She's a kid. A normal, rebellious teenager. Not a black witch. She told Brit she could make her a potion. Big deal. Ten to one she can't even do it. She was either showing off or trying to shock us. That's what adolescents do."
"You're defending her."
"Of course I'm defending her. No one else will. The poor kid went through hell last summer. Before my mother died, she asked me to take care of Savannah—"
"Or so that woman told you."
"That woman is a friend of mine. You don't think my mother would have asked me to take Savannah? Of course she would. That's our job. To protect our sisters."
"Not at the risk of endangering ourselves."
"Since when is it more important—"
"I don't have time to argue with you, Paige. Talk to Savannah or I will."
I slammed down the phone and stalked from my office, muttering everything I wished I'd said to Victoria. I knew when to hold my tongue, though sometimes knowing and doing were very different things. My mother was the political one. She'd spend years working to effect one small change to Coven Law, soothing every rumpled feather and arguing her point with a smile.
Now she was gone. Murdered nine months ago. Nine months, three weeks, and two days. My mind performed the calculation unbidden, springing open the stoppered well of grief. I slammed it shut. She wouldn't have wanted that.
I was brought into this world for one reason. At fifty-two, after a life too busy for children, my mother looked around the Coven and saw no worthy successor, so she found a suitable "genetic donor" and, using magic, conceived me. A daughter born and raised to lead the Coven. Now that she was gone, I had to honor her memory by fulfilling that purpose. And I would, whether the Elders wanted it or not.
I abandoned my computer. Victoria's call had chased all interest in programming from my brain. When I got like this, I needed to do something that reminded me of who I was, and what I wanted to accomplish. That meant practicing my spells—not Coven-sanctioned spells, but the magic they forbade.
In my bedroom, I pulled back the area rug, unlocked the crawl space hatch, and tugged out a knapsack. Then, bending down and reaching farther into the hole, I undid a secret latch, opened a second compartment, and pulled out two books. My secret grimoires. After putting the books into my bag, I headed for the back door.
I was slipping on my sandals when the front doorknob turned. I checked my watch. Three p.m. Savannah didn't get out of school until three forty-five, which is why I figured I had nearly an hour to practice before making her after-school snack. Yes, Savannah was too old for the milk-and-cookies routine, but I did it every day without fail. Let's be honest, at twenty-three I was ill equipped to parent a teenager. Being home for her after school was one thing I could manage.
"What happened?" I asked, hurrying into the hall. "Is everything okay?"
Savannah backpedaled, as if fearing I might do something rash, like hug her. "Teacher's meeting today. Early dismissal. Remember?"
"Did you tell me?"
She rubbed her nose, trying to decide whether she could get away with a lie. "I forgot. But I would have called if I had a cell phone."
"You'll get a cell phone when you can pay for the airtime."
"But I'm too young to get a job!"
"Then you're too young for a cell phone."
Old argument. We knew our lines, and never wavered from them. That was one advantage to being a mere decade older than Savannah—I remembered pulling the same crap with my mom, so I knew how to handle it. Maintain the routine. Give no sign of wearing down. Eventually she'd give up . . . not that I ever did.
Savannah peered over my shoulder to look down at my backpack, a feat she could easily manage, being two inches taller than my five feet two. Two inches taller and about thirty pounds lighter. I could have explained the weight difference by pointing out that Savannah was very slender, but to be truthful, I was about fifteen pounds over what most women's magazines listed as the ideal weight for my height.
Savannah, by contrast, was very tall for her age: tall, thin, and coltish, all awkward angles and jutting limbs. I told her she'd grow into her body, as she'd grow into her oversized blue eyes. She didn't believe me. Like she didn't believe me when I'd advised her that cutting off her waist-length black hair would be a mistake. Now she had a straight, wispy bob that only made the angles of her face even more prominent. Naturally, she blamed me, because I didn't forbid her to cut her hair, instead of just cautioning against it.
"Heading out for spell practice?" she said, pointing at my knapsack. "What are you working on?"
"Making you a snack. White milk or chocolate?"
Dramatic sigh. "Come on, Paige. I know what kind of stuff you practice. I don't blame you. Those Coven spells are for five-year-olds."
"Five-year-olds don't cast spells."
"Neither does the Coven. Not real spells. Oh, come on. We can work together. Maybe I can get that wind spell working for you."
I turned to look at her.
"You wrote in your journal that you were having trouble with it," she said. "Sounds like a cool spell. My mom never had anything like that. Tell you what—you teach me that one and I'll show you some real magic."
"You read my journal?"
"Just the spell practice journal. Not your personal one."
"How do you know I have a personal one?"
"Do you? Hey, you know what happened at school today? Mr. Ellis told me he's sending two of my paintings to get framed. They're going to hang them at graduation next week."
Savannah headed for the kitchen, still talking. Should I pursue the journal comment? I considered, then rejected it. Instead I hefted my knapsack and headed to my room to return the bag to its hiding spot.
If Savannah did read my personal journal, at least it meant she was taking an interest in me. Which was good. Unless she was snooping in hopes of finding something she could use to blackmail me into buying her a cell phone. Which wouldn't be so good. What exactly did I have in my journal, anyway. . . ?
While I was locking away my bag, the doorbell rang. Savannah shouted "Got it" and thundered into the hallway, making enough noise for someone three times her size. When I walked into the living room a few minutes later, she was standing in the hall doorway, lifting a letter to the light and squinting at it.
"Testing your psychic abilities?" I said. "A letter opener works much faster."
She jumped and jerked the letter down, hesitated, then held it out.
"Ah, for me. In that case, I'd advise steaming it open." I took the letter. "Registered mail? That bumps it up from simple mail fraud to mail fraud plus forgery. I hope you're not using that skill to sign my name to any notes at school."
"As if," she said, heading back toward the kitchen. "What would be the good of skipping school in this town? No mall, no Starbucks, not even a Mickey D's."
"You could hang around outside the hardware store with the rest of the kids."
She snorted and disappeared into the kitchen.
The envelope was standard letter-sized, no unusual markings, just my name and address handwritten in clean, exact strokes and a return address preprinted in the upper left corner. The sender? A California law firm.
I tore it open. My eyes went straight to the first line, which requested—no, demanded—my presence at a meeting tomorrow morning. The first thing I thought was: "Oh, shit." I suppose that's the normal reaction for anyone receiving an unexpected legal summons.
I assumed it had something to do with my business. I created and managed company Web sites for women tired of male Web designers who thought they'd want nothing more technically challenging than floral wallpaper. When it comes to the Internet, the issue of copyright is as murky and convoluted as a celebrity prenup so, seeing a letter filled with legal jargon, I assumed I'd done something like design a Flash sequence that inadvertently bore some passing similarity to one on a Web site in Zaire.
Then I read the next line.
"The purpose of this meeting is to discuss our client's petition for custody of the juvenile, Savannah Levine . . ."
I closed my eyes and inhaled. Okay, I'd known this could happen. Savannah's only living relative was one of the Coven Elders, but I always assumed Savannah's mother might have had friends who would be wondering what became of Eve and her young daughter. When they discovered that a great-aunt had taken custody of Savannah and handed her over to me, they'd want answers. And they might want Savannah.
Naturally, I'd fight. The problem was that Savannah's aunt Margaret was the weakest of the three Elders, and if Victoria insisted Margaret relinquish custody, she would. The Elders hated trouble; they broke into collective hives at the mere prospect of drawing attention to the Coven. To secure their support, I'd need to persuade them that they'd face graver personal danger by giving up Savannah than by keeping her. With the Elders, it always came down to that: what was best for them, safest for them.
I scanned the rest of the letter, sifting through the legal jargon to find the petitioner's name. When I found it, my stomach dropped to my shoes. I couldn't believe it. No, strike that. I believed it only too well. Cursed myself for not seeing it coming.
Did I mention how my mother died? Last year, a small group of humans learned about the supernatural world and wanted to harness our powers, so they kidnapped a sampling of powerful supernaturals. One of those was Savannah's mother, Eve. Savannah had the misfortune to be home from school that day and was taken as well.
Eve, however, quickly proved more dangerous than her captors expected, so they killed her. As a replacement, they targeted my mother, the elderly leader of the Coven. My mother was taken, along with Elena Michaels, a werewolf. There they met another captive, a half-demon who would later kill my mother and blame Savannah—part of an intricate plot to take control of Savannah, and so gain access to a young, malleable, and extremely powerful neophyte witch.
That half-demon's name? Leah O'Donnell. The same name that now stared up at me from the custody petition.
Leah was a telekinetic half-demon of the highest order. A half-demon is the offspring of a male demon and a female human. Half-demons always look human, taking after their mother. What they inherit from their father depends on what kind of demon he is. For Leah, that power was telekinesis. That means she could move things with her mind. Only don't think sideshow spoon-bending. Think of a woman who can mentally hurl a steel desk into a wall—literally into a wall, with such force that the desk embeds itself in the plaster and obliterates anything in its path.
Not surprisingly, then, the first thing I did upon reading this letter was rush around securing the house. After fastening the door locks and pulling the blinds, I moved to less conventional security. At each door I cast a lock spell, which would hold them closed even if the dead bolts failed. Next I used perimeter spells at all the doors and windows. Think of perimeter spells as supernatural security systems. No one could enter the house without my knowing it.
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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. *****
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.
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!!!! :-(
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.
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.
Wonderful book by Kelly. Read all in the series, I have they are all great.
Third in the series.Paige a witch and a minor character in Stolen takes centre stage. in this.she is fighting a custody battle for her ward Savannah. A battle that involves a lot of magic and dirty tricks. Can she trust her young lawyer? Heres a hint it's another romance.
A change of pace from the last two books. We've moved from Werewolves to Witches - via Sorcerers and Shamans (oh, and the odd necromancer).Paige and Savannah were in the previous book, Stolen, but they were not especially major characters - so it's nice to see them develop in this book.As I said - a change of pace and less frenetic than the "Pack" books, but it is still a very very good book. I really didn't like Paige in Stolen but warmed to her in this book and I'm looking forward to following her in the next book - Industrial Magic.I would heartily recommend this series of books to anyone.
I really enjoyed this book, I got into it straight away, although I think thats because I have already read some of Kelley Armstrong's other books which had already introduced me to some of the characters that would appear in this book.I loved the characters in this and found myself rooting for them all the way through. I think what I liked was that Kelley Armstong has put a sense of humour into the characters and I found myself laughing aloud at some of the sarcastic comments from them. The plot was eventful and didn't let up although I don't think this book was as good as Bitten, which I think has been the best. But I guess I just warmed to the characters in that more.
Heir to witch coven, Paige Winterbourne takes on a young neophyte with budding powers for good or evil. who will win?
I loved books one and two in this 'series' but I hated this one and haven't read the rest. It was so boring compared to all the werewolf action of the first two!
*MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS*This is the third book in Kelley Armstrong's "Women of the Otherworld" series and I must say, this is my least favourite book (as of yet) in the series. This book is narrated by Paige, the "know it all" witch we meet in "Stolen". When I first met Paige in "Stolen", I did believe that she was a somewhat annoying character, but then again I can now say that in the first two books I was biased against the other female characters as I loved "Bitten" and Stolen's" main character of Elena Michaels so much more than the other women.Going into "Dime Store Magic" I tried to put aside my preconceived notions of Paige and I do believe that I was successful... To a point. I personally found Paige to be way too 'happy housewife' for me, I like a girl who isn't afraid to kick butt... Paige is very much a homebody- she has the cookies and milk ready for when the kids come home, she is constantly backing,and she only wears skirts as jeans are beneath her. Though I believe that more people can relate to Paige than Elena, I much prefer Elena.And as I love Elena so much, I love her partner Clay just as much (most likely more though- him being all Greek god-ish). Introduced in "Dime Store Magic" is the male counterpart of Paige, Cortez. To sum it up, Cortez is as interesting as a sack of potatoes. At first I thought that Cortez had potential when he knocked on Paige's door to offer her his assistance, standing there shuffling his papaers about, afraid to meet her eyes... I thought he was going to be some loveable dork, but alas, that was not the case. I think what bugged me most about Cortez is his language. Yes, I understand that he is a lawyer and a professional, and therefore he has to uphold a certain persona. But really? He doesn't drop the act whatsoever, you think he would lighten up a tiny bit when he was no longer in a professional setting (like the conversation between Paige and Cortez where Paige is trying to figure out what university Cortez went to. A completely unnecessary scene and in the end we don't even find out where he went!).And what I like even more about Kelley's books is the passion between the male and female leads. And I must admit, that there is no passion whatsoever between Cortez and Paige. They have no chemistry and though there is a 'sexy scene' it seems entirely forced and more than a little awkward. There is really nothing in played out in the book that shows that either is experiencing feelings for the another, save for a scene where Savannah tells Paige that Cortez kept asking Savannah if Paige was interested in her best friend Adam. I kind of wish that there was something between Adam and Paige, just because he is so much more interesting than Cortez.I am looking forward to getting to the sixth book in this series (where a. Paige will not be a lead and b. where Elena will be)...***MAJOR SPOILER***I think that this lack of chemistry is especially complexing when we find out in "Tales of the Otherworld" that Paige and Cortez get married?!? I just cannot imagine it...
If we had half stars I probably would have given this 4.5 simply because I miss Elena and her pack. But it's still an outstanding book with a great story. When Paige showed up in Stolen I didn't think I would care much for her books but I couldn't have been more wrong. I'm really looking forward to the rest of this series!
This was my first book by Kelley Armstrong. Although I found the beginning slow, I thoroughly enjoyed the story. Armstrong's world is well-constructed, and Paige is the kind of character one can't help but love. Then there's Lucas--my favorite of all Armstrong's characters.
Wow. Paige has come a long way since she was first introduced to the series. Savannah has come a long way also. I'm glad that Kelley Armstrong changes her main characters. It helps to understand what is going on with some of the characters in past books. I hope she keeps the series going for quite awhile.
Magically, the best so far...., December 14, 2008 By S. McCullough "pacey1927" (Indianapolis, IN) - See all my reviews "Dime Store Magic" is the third in Kelley Armstrong's Woman of the Otherworld series. The first two volumes focased on Werewolf Elena, and the two main characters in this story were introduced to readers in Elena's story "Stolen". In "Stolen" someone was kidnapping various supernatural beings for nafarious studying. Paige Winterbourne, a witch, met Savannah Levine, another kidnapping victim. Savannah is a powerful black magic witch who is only thirteen years old. Her mother is killed and Savannah is left orphaned, with powers she doesn't know how to control. Paige takes over guardianship of Savannah, when the group escapes. "Dime Store Magic" takes place around a year after the conclusion of "Stolen". Paige is the leader (in name) of the Coven of Witches but because she believes in stronger spells than they approve of, and because she is mentoring a 'black' magic witch, there are some riffs between her and the other members of the Coven. Now a half demon Leah has found Savannah's father and is threatening to have custody taken away from Paige. Savannah's father is a powerful man and heavilty relies on black magic. Savannah meets up with Lucas Cortez, a powerful man in his own right, who also happens to be a sorcerer and a lawyer. In the course of this "custody" battle, Paige is accused of several increasingly horrible crimes, including murder. I find myself wanting to give away more details of this fabulous tale, but I don't want to spoil it for anyone. I found Paige to be more likeable than Elena as a main character. I enjoyed reading about her spells and her interactions with Savannah. I also found their relationship completely realistic and beautifully written. Savannah is a typical hormone driven teenager, who just happens to be able to cause extreme chaos when she has her mood swings. Lucas Cortez is charming, funny, and earnest. I would love to learn more about him and his past, as well. The action in "Dime Store Magic" is relentless. These characters hop from one situation to another, almost without pause. (The scene in the funeral home was one of my all time favorites..its creepy and exciting at the same time). A lot of action stories lack good character development but Ms. Armstrong does a supurb job of fleshing out both of those. I feel like this is probably only the tip of the iceburg as far as where the future of Paige and company can go. Kelley Armstrong is smarter than a lot of series authors in my opinion. While some of my favorite series are starting to get stale, she had the smarts to alternate main characters with different powers. This is a great way to stay fresh in today's increasingly peramormal fiction marketplace. This is a must read.
I enjoyed this - the first I have read by kelly Armstrong. It had good pace, an interesting plot and a well developed reality.Not so keen on Paige - too much of the storyline depended on her naivete to advance, and I wanted to sigh and roll my eyes as she stepped into yet another obvious setup. I thought it was a shame that a potentialy strong likeable character was overshadowed by such dimwitted behaviour. Savannah was well written though(eerily reminded me of my hormone challenged 13 yo dd). A good mix of urban fantasy/paranormal and crime and an interesting world to be introduced to. Will be looking for more in the series.
Kelley Armstrong is quickly becoming one of my favorite paranormal/supernatural authors. She's created an interesting cast of characters that I look forward to following over the rest of the books in the series. Savannah, however, is a sh***y little brat more often than I care for. I hope she changes into a more likable character eventually.
I didn't think I would like these characters as much as I had the previous characters from the Women of the Otherworld series, but the book grew on me and turned out to be a good read.
3rd bookThis book is about Paige and Savanna.
Dime Store Magic - a fun book for passing time! Recommend!
This was the first Kelley Armstrong book I read back when I was in high school. My five star rating is based within the context of the entire series because while this book can stand alone, the initial set up is based in one of her previous books "Stolen." That being said, for me this book improves upon each reading. Armstrong has created a complex world that she only continues to expand and improve upon. In "Dime Store Magic" not only do we learn more about Paige and the fallout from "Stolen" but we get to see the inner workings of the Coven. I also like that Paige is not a super-powerful character as so many urban fantasy heroines tend to be. She is powerful and gains even more power as the story progresses, but the acquisition is not easy and makes sense in the basis of the story. Overall, I love this book and the Women of the Otherworld series and look forward to reading more from Kelley Armstrong.
Kelley Armstrong is a progeny when it comes to supernatural writing. Her books leave you breathless with their racy romances, the constant struggles, and the exciting stories. She does all of this effortlessly and you have no choice but to plummet without stumbling straight into her world. She has created such a strong presence in all of her characters that everything about them makes them seem real! You get so caught up in their stories that you feel you are a part of them. I cannot say enough good things about Kelley!
Little too much 'teaching' going on. Rather than have the details of what/why Demons are, or how sorcerers and witches ended up enemies as part of the story, Armstrong has 1 or 2 page 'lessons' interspersed in the story. Just like a little educational infomercial interrupting the regularly scheduled story.That and there's a heavy-handedness about the 'discriminatory' practices in the book: to the point where it's evident that that author has an issue with discriminatory practices in 'real' life... if you changed every reference to sorcerers to the name of a racial minority and to witches to a racial majority, you'd see the author's political leanings quite well. In a fantasy book, I don't really want to know the author's politics. That, and Paige is a bit too whiny for my liking. I prefer heroines who are competent without complaining about it all the time.
one of the best books about the feuds and love of a sorceror and witch