Linwood Barclay Books In Order 소설 & 이야기

Lucien stared at his own shaking hands, disbelief cracking through every line of his face. “…She’s alive.” ⸻ Back in the Moon Temple, the High Priestess drew out a book bound in silver thread, one only the Moon Chosen could open. When my fingers brushed the cover, words began to surface across the page, ink blooming out of centuries of blank parchment like something finally allowed to breathe. I read it aloud, my voice unsteady. “When the Chosen Queen returns…” The room dropped several degrees. The final line dragged itself into being letter by letter, and I felt every set of eyes in the temple fix on me as it finished.