Tangled Threads (Elemental Assassin Series #4)

Tangled Threads (Elemental Assassin Series #4)

by Jennifer Estep

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ISBN-13: 9781439192634
Publisher: Pocket Books
Publication date: 04/26/2011
Series: Elemental Assassin Series , #4
Edition description: Reissue
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 157,350
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

Jennifer Estep is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author prowling the streets of her imagination in search of her next fantasy idea. Spider’s Bite, Web of Lies, Venom, Tangled Threads, Spider’s Revenge, By a Thread, Widow’s Web, Deadly Sting, Heart of Venom, The Spider, Poison Promise, Black Widow, Spider’s Trap, Bitter Bite, Unraveled, and Snared, along with the e-shorts Thread of Death, Parlor Tricks, Kiss of Venom, Unwanted, and Nice Guys Bite are the other works in her red-hot Elemental Assassin urban fantasy series. Jennifer is also the author of the Black Blade and Mythos Academy young adult urban fantasy series and the Bigtime paranormal romance series. For more on Jennifer and her books, visit her at JenniferEstep.com and @Jennifer_Estep.

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Tangled Threads


“Are you going to kill this guy? Or are we just going to sit here all night?”

“Patience, Finn,” I murmured. “We’ve been in the car for only an hour.”

“Longest hour of my life,” he muttered.

I arched an eyebrow and looked over at Finnegan Lane, my partner in crime for the night. Most nights, actually. Just after ten o’clock a few days before Christmas, and we sat in the darkened front of Finn’s black Cadillac Escalade. An hour ago, Finn had parked the car in a secluded, out-of-the-way alley overlooking the docks that fronted the Aneirin River. We’d been sitting here, and Finn had been grousing ever since.

Finn shifted in his seat, and my gray eyes flicked over him. The wool fabric of his thick coat outlined his broad shoulders, while a black watchman’s cap covered his walnut-colored hair. His eyes were a bright green even in the semidarkness, and the shadows did little to hide the square handsomeness of his face.

Most women would be glad to be in such close quarters with Finnegan Lane. With his easy smile and natural charm, Finn would have already had the majority of them in the backseat, pants off, legs up, steam covering the windows as the car rocked back and forth.

Good thing I wasn’t most women.

“Come on, Gin,” Finn whined again. “Go stick a couple of your knives in that guy and leave your rune for Mab to find so we can get out of here.”

I stared out the car window. Across the street, bathed in the golden glow of a streetlight, the guy in question continued to unload wooden crates from the small tugboat that he’d pulled up to the dock forty-five minutes ago. Even from this distance, I could hear the warped, weathered boards creak under his weight as the river rushed on by beneath them.

The man was a dwarf—short, squat, stocky, sturdy—and dressed in black clothes practically identical to the ones that Finn and I were wearing. Jeans, boots, sweater, jacket. The sorts of anonymous clothes you wore to go skulking about late at night, especially in this rough Southtown neighborhood, and most especially when you didn’t want anyone else to see what you were up to.

Or when you were planning on killing someone, like I was tonight. Most nights, actually.

I rubbed my thumb over the hilt of the silverstone knife that I held in my lap. The metal glinted dully in the darkness of the car, and the weight of the weapon felt cold and comforting to me. The knife rested lightly on the spider rune scar embedded in my palm.

It would be easy enough to give in to Finn’s whining. To slip out of the car, cross the street, creep up behind the dwarf, cut his throat, and shove his body off the dock and into the cold river below. I probably wouldn’t even get that much blood on my clothes, if I got the angles just right.

Because that’s what assassins did. That’s what I did. Me. Gin Blanco. The assassin known as the Spider, one of the best around.

But I didn’t get out of the car and get on with things like Finn wanted me to. Instead, I sighed. “He hardly seems worth the trouble. He’s a flunkie, just like all the others that I’ve killed these past two weeks. Mab will hire someone else to take his place before they even dredge his body out of the river.”

“Hey, you were the one who decided to declare war on Mab Monroe,” Finn pointed out. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that you were rather eager to kill your way up to the top of the food chain until you got to her. You said it would be fun.”

“That was six hits ago. Now I’d just like to kill Mab and give everyone in Ashland an early Christmas present, myself included.” My turn to grouse.

But Finn was right. A few weeks ago, a series of events had led me to officially declare war on Mab, and now I was dealing with the fallout—and the tedious boredom of it all.

Mab Monroe was the Fire elemental who ran the southern metropolis of Ashland like it was her own personal kingdom. To most folks, Mab was a paragon of virtue who used her magic, business connections, and money to fund worthwhile charity projects throughout the city. But those of us who strolled through the shady side of life knew Mab for what she really was—the head of a moblike empire that included everything from gambling and drugs to prostitution and kidnappings. Murder, extortion, torture, blackmail, beatings. Mab ordered all that and more, practically on a daily basis. But the Fire elemental was so wealthy, so powerful, so strong in her magic that no one dared to stand up to her.

Until me.

I had a special reason to hate Mab—she’d murdered my mother and older sister when I was thirteen. And she’d been planning on doing the same thing to me and my baby sister, Bria. But first, Mab had captured and tortured me that fateful night so long ago. Which is how I’d ended up with a pair of matching scars on my hands.

I put my knife down long enough to rub first one scar, then the other with my fingers. A small circle surrounded by eight thin rays was branded into each of my palms. A spider rune. The symbol for patience. My assassin name.

And one that Mab Monroe was now seeing everywhere she went.

For the past two weeks, I’d been stalking Mab’s men, getting a feel for her operation, seeing exactly what kinds of illegal pies she had her sticky fingers in. And along the way, I’d picked off some of her minions when I caught them doing things that they shouldn’t, hurting people that they shouldn’t. A twist of my knife, a slash of my blade, and Mab had one less soldier in her little army of terror.

Killing her men hadn’t been hard, not for me. I’d spent the last seventeen years of my life being an assassin, being the Spider, until I’d retired a few months ago. Certain skills you just never forgot.

Normally, though, when I killed someone I left nothing behind. No fingerprints, no weapon, no DNA. But with Mab’s men, I’d purposefully drawn the image of my spider rune at every scene, close to every body I left behind. Taunting her. Letting Mab know exactly who was responsible for messing up her plans and that I was determined to pick her empire apart one body at a time, if I had to.

Which is why Finn and I were now sitting in the dark down by the docks in this dangerous Southtown neighborhood. Finn had gotten a tip from one of his sources that Mab had a shipment of drugs or some other illegal paraphernalia coming into Ashland tonight. As the Spider, I’d decided to come down here and see what I could do to foul up Mab’s plans once more, thumb my nose at her, and generally piss her off.

“Come on, Gin,” Finn cut into my musings. “Make a move already. The guy’s alone. We would have seen his partner by now, if he’d had one.”

I looked at the dwarf. He’d finished unloading the boxes from the tugboat and was now busy hauling them over to a van parked at the end of the dock.

“I know,” I said. “But something about this just doesn’t seem right.”

“Yeah,” Finn muttered. “The fact that I can’t feel my feet anymore and you won’t let me turn on the heater.”

“Drink your coffee, then. It’ll make you feel better. It always does.”

For the first time tonight, a grin spread across Finn’s face. “Why, I think that’s an excellent idea.”

Finn reached down and grabbed a large metal thermos from the floorboard in the backseat. He cracked open the top, and the caffeine fumes of his chicory coffee filled the car. The rich smell always reminded me of his father, Fletcher Lane, my mentor, the one who’d taught me everything I knew about being an assassin. The old man had drunk the same foul brew as his son before he’d died earlier this year. I smiled at the memory and the warmth it stirred in me.

While Finn drank his coffee, I stared out at the scene before me once more. Everything seemed still, quiet, cold, dark. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. That something was just slightly off about this whole setup. Fletcher had always told me that nobody ever got dead by waiting just a few more minutes. His advice had kept me alive this long, and I had no intention of disregarding it now.

Once again my eyes scanned the area. Deserted street. A few dilapidated buildings hugging the waterfront. The black ribbon of the Aneirin River in the distance. The pale boards of the dock. A lone light flickering over the dwarf’s head.

My eyes narrowed, and I focused on the light. The bright, intact light burning like a beacon in the dark night. Then I looked up and down the street, my gaze flicking from one iron post to the next. Every other light on the block was busted out. Not surprising. This was Southtown, after all, the part of Ashland that was home to gangbangers, vampire prostitutes, and junkie elementals strung out on their own magic and hungry for more. People would just as soon kill you as look at you here. Not a place you wanted to linger, even during the daylight hours.

So I wasn’t surprised that the streetlights had been broken, probably long ago, by the rocks, beer bottles, and other trash that littered the street. What did surprise me was the fact that there was one still burning—the one right over the van that the dwarf was packing his boxes into.

How … convenient.

“You might as well get comfortable,” I said, staring at the lone light. “Because we’re going to be here a while longer.”

Finn just groaned.

We didn’t have long to wait. Ten minutes later, the dwarf finished loading the last of his boxes into the van. Once I started watching him—really watching him—I realized that he’d been taking his sweet time about things. Moving slower than a normal person would have, especially considering the bitter cold that frosted Ashland tonight. But then again, this was far from the innocent scene that it appeared to be.

Now the dwarf stood beside the van, smoking a cigarette and staring into the darkness with watchful eyes.

“What’s he doing?” Finn asked, taking another sip of coffee. “If the man had any sense, he’d crank up the heater in that van and get out of here.”

“Just wait,” I murmured. “Just wait.”

Finn sighed and drank some more of his chicory brew.

Five more minutes passed before a flash of movement along the dock caught my eye.

“There,” I said and leaned forward. “Right fucking there.”

A figure stepped out from behind a small shack squatting at the far end of the dock that jutted out into the river.

Finn jerked upright and almost spilled his coffee on the leather seats. “Where the hell did he come from?”

“Not he,” I murmured. “She.”

The woman strolled down the dock toward the dwarf. Despite the darkness, the single streetlight still burning let me get a good look at her. She was petite and slender, about my age, thirty or so. She had a short bob of glossy black hair, held back with a headband, and her features had an Asian flavor to them—porcelain skin, expressive eyes, delicate cheekbones. She also wore black from head to toe, just like the rest of us.

I frowned. No woman in her right mind would walk through this neighborhood alone at night. Hell, not many would dare to do it during the day. Much less wait more than an hour in a run-down shack on a December night when the temperature hovered in the low twenties.

Unless she had a very, very good reason for being there.

And I was beginning to think I knew exactly what that reason was—me.

The woman reached the dwarf, who crushed out his cigarette. She said something to the man, who just shrugged his shoulders. The woman turned and scanned the street, much the same way that I’d been doing for the last hour. But I knew she couldn’t see us, given where we were parked. The Dumpster sitting at the end of the narrow alley in front of Finn’s vehicle screened us from her line of sight.

After another thirty seconds of looking, the woman turned back to the dwarf and advanced on him. For a moment he looked confused. Then startled. Then his eyes widened, and he turned and started running away from her.

He got maybe five steps before the woman lifted her right hand—and green lightning shot out of her fingertips.

Finn jerked, almost spilling his coffee again. Even I blinked at the sudden, powerful flash of light.

The dwarf arched his back and screamed, his harsh cry echoing down the deserted street, as the lightning slammed into his body. The woman advanced on him, the magical light in her hand intensifying as she stepped closer.

And she was so fucking strong. She stood at least a hundred feet away from me, but I could still sense the sharp, static crackle of her power even here in the car. The feel of her elemental magic made the spider rune scars on my palms itch and burn the way they always did whenever I was exposed to so much power, to so much raw magic. And she had plenty to spare.

A second later, the dwarf caught fire. He wobbled back and forth before pitching to the cracked pavement, but the woman didn’t stop her magical assault. She stood over his body, sending wave after wave of lightning into his figure, even as the green elemental flames of her power consumed his skin, hair, and clothes.

When she was done, the woman curled her hand into a tight fist. The bright lightning flickered, then sparked away into nothingness, like a flare that had been snuffed out. Greenish gray smoke wafted up from her fingertips, and she blew it away into the frosty night air, like an Old West gunfighter cooling down his Colt after a shootout. How dramatic.

“Did you see that?” Finn whispered, his coffee forgotten, his green eyes wide and round in his face. “She electrocuted him.”

“Yeah. I saw.”

I didn’t add that she’d used elemental magic to do it. Finn had seen that for himself.

Elementals were people who could create, control, and manipulate one of the four elements—Air, Fire, Ice, and Stone. Those were the areas that most folks were gifted in, the ones you had to be able to tap into to be considered a true elemental. But magic had many forms, many quirks, and some people could use other areas, offshoots of one of the four elements. Metal was an offshoot of Stone, and electricity was one of Air.

One that Finn and I had just seen used to deadly efficiency, thanks to our mystery woman.

I was an elemental too. In my case, I had the rare ability of being able to control two elements—Ice and Stone. But I’d never seen someone with electrical power before. And I wasn’t so sure it was a good thing that I had now.

The woman stuck the toe of her boot into the man’s ribs. A large hunk of his body disintegrated into gray ash at her touch and puffed up like some kind of cold, macabre fog. A sliver of a smile lifted her lips at the sight. Then she reached inside her coat, drew out something white, and tossed it down on top of his body before heading toward the van and sliding inside.

Thirty seconds later, the woman drove the van down the street, turned the corner, and disappeared from view. But instead of watching the vehicle, I stared at the burned-out body that she’d left behind, wondering what that bit of white was on the dwarf’s still-smoking chest.

“You want me to follow her?” Finn asked, his hand hovering over the keys in the ignition.

I shook my head. “No. Stay here and keep an eye out.”

I got out of the car and made my way across the street, slithering from shadow to shadow, a silverstone knife in either hand. After about five minutes of careful creeping and lots of pauses to look and listen, I reached the edge of the building closest to the dwarf. I crouched there in the black shadows, out of sight, until I was sure that the mystery woman wasn’t going to circle back around the block and see if anyone had come to inspect her shocking handiwork. Then I drew in a breath, stood up, and walked over to the dead dwarf.

Even now, ten minutes after the initial attack, smoke still curled up from his body, the elegant, green-gray ribbons wafting up to the black sky. I breathed in through my mouth, but the stench of charred flesh still filled my nose. The familiar, acrid scent triggered all sorts of emotions that were better left dead and buried deep inside me. But they bubbled to the surface, whether I wanted them to or not.

For a moment, I was thirteen again, weeping, wailing, and staring down at the ashy, flaky ruined thing that had been my mother, Eira, before Mab Monroe had used her elemental Fire to burn her to death. And the matching husk that had been my older sister, Annabella. Trying not to vomit as I realized the cruel thing that had been done to them. That was going to be done to Bria and me before the night was through. Sweet, little Bria …

I ruthlessly shook away the memory. My hands had curled into fists so tight that I could feel the hilts of my silverstone knives digging into the spider rune scars on my palms. I forced myself to relax my grip, then bent down on my knees so I could get a better look at the white blob resting on the dwarf’s back.

To my surprise, it was a single white orchid, exquisite, elegant, and petal soft in the dark.

My eyes narrowed, and I regarded the blossom with a thoughtful expression. I knew what the flower meant and exactly who had left it behind to be found. It was her calling card, her name, rank, and trademark, just as my spider rune was. Something that she’d put here to announce her presence, mark her kill, and serve as a warning to anyone who dared to get in her way.

She was taunting me, just as I’d been doing to Mab Monroe these last two weeks.

“LaFleur,” I muttered, saying her name out loud.

Because the simple fact was that an assassin had come to Ashland—one who was here to kill me.

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Tangled Threads (Elemental Assassin Series #4) 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 222 reviews.
Yvette4 More than 1 year ago
I love the premise of this book. Mab Monroe is pissed that the Spider has killed her top enforcer and has hired LaFleur (another female assassin) to take the Spider out. Also, on Mab's hit list is Gin Blanco, the owner of the Pork Pitt and Bria Coolidge, the town's newest cop. Mab doesn't know that the Spider will do anything to protect her loved ones! Although this book wasn't nearly as bloody as previous books (the Spider is retired, afterall), it is still packed with action. LaFleur is the perfect nemesis and is totally cold and heartless and loves zapping and killing folks with her electrical magic. There is a wonderful build up as we know that ultimately, it will come down to the Spider against Mab! I know who I'll be routing for! This reader is anxiously awaiting the next installment.
thehistorychic on LibraryThing 7 months ago
Bought on AudibleActual Rating 4.5Story Rating 4.5Characters Rating 4.75Audio Rating 4.25NOTE: I highly recommend this series! Each book adds a layer to the story that keeps you wanting the next one right now. There are times in books 3 and 4 that some repetitiveness leaks in but this does not distract from what a fun, wild ride that is the Elemental Assassin series. Tangled Threads was just fantastic!What I Loved: OWEN! Alright, let me not start there (cause everyone I know loves Owen) but with the awesomeness that is Gin. In Tangled Threads, Gin is still on a path to avenge her family's deaths, protect those she loves, and figure out this crazy little thing called emotions. She is strong, very capable with knives, smart, great cook, and still all kinds of vulnerable in certain situations. Basically, she is everything you could want in a lead character because you care what happens to her. Owen, Finn, Jo-Jo, Sophia, Bria, and all of the other characters are so nicely done that you almost want them to have stories/books of their own. Owen, specifically, is such a good match for Gin. He just gets her where she is now and that just makes my heart swoon. Character wise, this is one of the strongest series I have read. Jennifer knows how to make you care for the characters: good or bad. I say that because I LOVED to HATE LaFluer. I thought she was a fantastic villain to add to the mix! I won't say anything more because I don't want to give anything away but you must read this series.What I Liked: The world that Jennifer Estep has created is both mesmerizing and so very normal. She manages to create a place that is different and yet so translatable to now, that it never distracts from the story. The overall story arc is well paced, full of action, and has just the right amount of humor and emotion that pulls you in.Complaints: A bit of repetitiveness that I am sure is in there for those starting the series in the middle (PS Don't do that, you need to read these books in order).Audio Rating: Narrated by Lauren Fortgang. It might be that I am now used to how she does the voices for this series but I thought the audio was better in this book than the first 3. What problems I had with the male voices are gone. The pacing, delivery, and pronunciation are done very well.Why I gave it a 4.5: Each of these books get better as the series progresses. The only thing that kept it from being a 5 was the repetitiveness in the story.Who I would recommend it too: Fans of the series and UF readers.
smileyman on LibraryThing 7 months ago
Decent addition to the series though the plot and dialogue were somewhat formulaic and it lacks the punch of the previous novels in the series. It was nice to see the relationship between Gin and her sister and Gin and Owen explored a bit more though both relationships seemed to wrap up in a bit of a rush (especially with Bria).
krau0098 on LibraryThing 7 months ago
This is the fourth book in the Elemental Assassin series. Right now there are five books contracted for this series (although the author stated on her blog she would like the write a sixth). The fifth book, Spider's Revenge, is due to be released September 2011. This book was an excellent addition to this series. We learn a lot of back-story about Bria and Gin; and Gin starts to come to terms with the relationship she is developing both with Owen and with Bria.This book starts out shortly after the last book ended. Gin has been harassing Mab Monroe for the last few weeks and taking down Mab's men, but Gin is getting restless with that and is gearing up to take Mab on personally. Then Gin finds out that Mab has hired the notorious assassin LaFleur; not only to take out the Spider, but also to take out Gin's sister Bria. Now one more obstacle stands between Gin and Mab, and Gin will stop at nothing to protect the people she loves.All in all this was an excellent book. It was paced well and had a lot of great action scenes. We get to see Gin do some awesome magic and we also get to see Gin's softer side. As the assassin Spider, Gin has had to do horrible things, but she has finally found a man that can accept that. We get to watch as Gin and Owen's relationship turns into something more than just an attraction. Gin has yet to reveal her identity as the Spider to her sister Bria, and she can only hope that Bria will accept her as readily as Owen has. It was great to see Gin finally dealing with her feelings about these things and watch her grow into a better and more content person.LaFleur was an okay bad guy, but left something to be desired. LaFleur only liked to kill in one way and only had one goal in mind, and this made her a pretty uncreative and two-dimensional villain. Gin could have used a better baddie to face off with, but the fight scenes between them were pretty good.Gin is still snarky and there is some sarcastic humor laced throughout the book; although it was toned down in this book. There were still a couple scenes that had me laughing a bit. Estep's writing style is fun and easy to read and I enjoyed it a lot.I did have a couple small problems with this book. The first was that Gin doesn't really use her elemental powers in new and exciting ways. Sure she finds a new way to use her Ice magic, but outside of that we see a lot of the tricks we saw in previous books; nothing really new and exciting. The other thing that bothered me was all of the back story. I love some back story to remind me of what happened in the previous books, but the back story in this book was extremely repetitive. Gin repeats things about her and Bria over and over and makes the same comments about her past over and over. There were times where I stopped to check and make sure I wasn't rereading the same page over again because the phrases were identical, and I wasn't...it was just very repetitive. The good thing about it is I don't think you would have to read previous books to enjoy this one, the bad thing was the repetitiveness of the back story drove me crazy.Overall this was a solid addition to the series, but not as good as the previous couple books. While it is wonderful to see Gin settling down into her life and becoming more comfortable with the people in her life and the emotions they evoke; I was a bit disappointed we didn't see a more creative use of magic in this book and I also found the main bad girl (LaFleur) to be boring and two-dimensional. I was also bothered by sheer amount and repetitiveness of back story included (phrases were repeated over and over). Still I enjoyed the book and had fun reading it. I am hoping we get to Gin's final face-off with Mab in Spider's Revenge and can't wait to read that book.
RtB on LibraryThing 7 months ago
Review written by Zita.Review copy provided by authorSynopsis: "I¿d rather face a dozen lethal assassins any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.But here I am. Gin Blanco, the semi-retired assassin known as the Spider. Hovering outside sexy businessman Owen Grayson¿s front door like a nervous teenage girl. One thing I like about Owen: he doesn¿t shy away from my past¿or my present. And right now I have a bull¿s-eye on my forehead. Cold-blooded Fire elemental Mab Monroe has hired one of the smartest assassins in the business to trap me. Elektra LaFleur is skilled and efficient, with deadly electrical elemental magic as potent as my own Ice and Stone powers. Which means there¿s a fifty-fifty chance one of us won¿t survive this battle. I intend to kill LaFleur¿or die trying¿because Mab wants the assassin to take out my baby sister, Detective Bria Coolidge, too. The only problem is, Bria has no idea I¿m her long-lost sibling . . . or that I¿m the murderer she¿s been chasing through Ashland for weeks. And what Bria doesn¿t know just might get us both dead. . ."Review: Fabulous! I have been loving this series, which has gotten progressively better with each new book. Gin has finally gotten over her feelings for Donovan and is focusing on her developing relationship with Owen. She keeps waiting for him to disapprove of her, and he doesn't, which she has a hard time believing. Meanwhile, her vendetta against Mab is heating up and Mab has called in a top level assassin called Elektra to squash the Spider for her. Elektra, as evidenced by her name, can kill using electricity. The creepy thing is, she really enjoys doing so, and takes great delight in frying her targets. It quickly becomes clear that the showdown between these two skilled assassins will be pretty spectacular. And you know there will have to be a showdown if Gin wants to protect her family and friends.One issue Ms. Estep touches on in this book, and that I'm hoping will be a bigger part of future volumes is that, as word of mouth spreads about the Spider fighting back against Mab and her minions, the general populace of Ashland is taking note. You can almost hear the rumblings in the background. Is there a revolution on the horizon? Is Bria set to be in the right place and time to clean out the corrupt police department? We already know that other criminal factions are circling in on Mab as the Spider exposes her weaknesses. Maybe the law-abiding citizens will rally now that they have a rallying point. And, if that does happen, will Donovan return? I can't wait for the next installment and (maybe) find out! A mark of a good series, in my opinion, is that it makes me wonder and imagine what will happen next. That is something this series excels at. I highly recommend that you find out for yourself.
24girl on LibraryThing 7 months ago
Now that assassin Gin Blanco is semi-retired the only killing she's doing is taking out her nemesis Mab Monroe's henchmen. She's leaving a trail of dead bodies marked by her own spider rune long enough for Mab to hire another assassin, Elektra LaFleur, to take out the Spider. But that's not Elektra's only target. She's looking for the Spider, Gin and Detective Bria Coolidge. Since few know Gin and the Spider are one in the same she's got three names on her list and while she's busy tracking the Spider, Gin has plenty of time to make things a lot more difficult for the deadly assassin. But that's not the only thing tricky thing about this whole situation. Bria has no idea that Gin is her sister and she has no clue that the woman she returned to Ashland to find is an assassin, which goes against everything she stands for as a cop. Figuring out how she's going to tell Bria that she's really her long lost sister is not Gin's only dilemma. She is growing closer to Owen Grayson. As her feelings for him increase so does the feeling that he's going to wake up and realize he can't fall in love with an assassin. The struggle to deal with these feelings may be just as hard for Gin as facing Mab and Elektra. Once again I was immediately sucked into Estep's writing. She had a grip on me right from page one. I love that Gin is finally maturing into her dual Elemental magic at the same time as she's able to open up her heart to the new feelings within her. Another small but fun part of reading this series is how Estep weaves in characters from her debut Big Time series (more great reads). It blends her two totally different worlds and helps make the read more interesting. I am a dedicated fan of Jennifer Estep and devour everything she writes. Up next will be Touch of Frost, a young adult urban fantasy out this August then another delicious installment of the Elemental Assassin series with Spider's Revenge in September. All Estep's books are must reads, go and get 'em!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Ha. Makes me smile the main character is such a badass.
LadiSteele More than 1 year ago
Love this entire series, have read everything she's written!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I would like to read all of this series, but I may like to skip to the last ones because I'm tired is all the recaps of the previous books. I have already read those. I don't like being subjected to the same thing over again ad-infinitum to satisfy readers who have not read her previous books. I flipped thru at least 25% of book 4 to avoid the tedium and get back to current events. I suppose it does say something that I still want to read the books but I don't feel I am getting fair value when so much of the book is repetitive .
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I recently discovered this series and have been pleasantly surprised. I just started it last week and completed book 4 today. HOWEVER I was HIGHLY disappointed that the preview for what I assumed was next in the series was actually 4 books later and actually ruined a major plot line for me.  I will no longer be reading book previews at the end of the story until I verify that it is indeed the next in the series. 
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This book has been a long time coming. I didn't know what to expect as the Spider has not been her confident self lately. I was on edge the whole time I was reading this installment. Estep always brings a lot of different emotions into the story, which I love. Many times I have cried for and with Gin. You won't be sorry that you read this one!
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From the minute I read the first book in this series I've been hooked.Will be right there till the end.Love all the main charcater;good and bad.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Estep has done it again a book full of non stop action! I just couldn't put this book down! I literally sat in the parking lot of my work because I had one chapter to read and could not go a moment more without finishing it! One of those books where you get a giddy feeling and a smile on your face when it's final over. Gin never ceases to amaze me with her quick thinking and kick ass attitude :) can't wait for the next one!