Magic for a Price: An Allie Beckstrom Novel
Devon Monk
Language: English
Pages: 368
ISBN: 0451464869
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
For most of her life, Allison Beckstrom has used magic and accepted the heavy price it exacts. But now that all magic is poisoned, it’s no longer just using people—it’s killing them.
With Portland about to descend into chaos, Allie needs to find a way to purify the wells of tainted magic beneath the city. But the only options left to her are grim: attempt to close down magic forever, or follow her father’s plan to set magic into the right hands—even though she’s learned to never trust his word.
Now, Allie will have to make a choice and face the darkness of her own deepest fears, before time runs out for them all…
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But neither of us wanted to destroy them. There are no happily ever afters for Soul Complements. I’d been told that over and over again. I’d seen Chase and Greyson die. I’d faced the horror of what Leander and Isabelle had become. And even though I knew watching Shame and Terric lose themselves to the give and take, the light and dark, life and death of magic might mean I was standing by and watching them lose hold on their own minds, their own humanity, I could not bring myself to stop them.
the train trestle to get to the well. Zay parked and turned off the engine. He got out of the van and so did I, pulling open the van side door. “You’re staying—” I said to Terric. “We are not.” Terric pushed his way past me. His shoulder brushed against mine and sent a weird numbing tingle down my spine. Not magic. Rather, the lack of it. He was covered in Void stones. So many that even a brush felt like a cool breeze sucking magic away from me. Terric turned so he was facing the inside of
hell was happening. The room seemed to be swaying as it fell away from me. The ceiling was getting awfully close. A grumble over my shoulder, and I finally put two and two together. Stone had caught me. Stone’s hands were under my arms, lifting me up, flying me back away from the well. “Good boy,” I said, or tried to say. I think all that came out was a croak. I felt scorched. Burned from the inside out. Sick. Exhausted. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute… “Oxygen,” Collins yelled. …of
nodded to Cody, who spooned spiced scrambled eggs next to the bacon. “Yes,” Nola said hesitantly. “Then I’m okay. For now. Trust me, when this is all over, I’m going to sleep for a month.” “Is that enough?” Cody asked. Then, “Eggs. Is that enough eggs?” It was still a little strange to talk to Cody now that both parts of his mind had been rejoined. Sometimes, he still seemed young and uncertain. Other times much older. And then there were times, like this moment, when he seemed his
do not want to miss this.” Zay stuck his fingers in his mouth and let off a sharp whistle. Then he yelled, “Speech, speech, speech!” Each person took their turn at the mic, saying thank you. I was surprised to see Violet there, as I hadn’t spotted her in the crowd, but she looked calm and reasonable as ever, telling everyone that she hoped to pioneer the next advances in magical and tech innovation. It was strange to see her, to listen to her speak and not feel my dad’s reaction, not feel his
