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The Lovely and the Lost

Page Morgan
"Murder, romance and gargoyles... welcome to Victorian Paris"
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Murder, romance and gargoyles… welcome to Victorian Paris

Gabby and Ingrid may have saved their brother, but their journey is far from over. Ingrid must learn how to control her powers before they begin to control her. She wishes Luc would help her, but he’s refusing… Meanwhile Gabby has thrown herself into the Alliance, despite the eye patch she now wears thanks to a hellhound. But there are major changes afoot. When Nolan returns from the trials of the traitorous Alliance members he brings his father and his cousin, whose first order is to remove Chelle, Ingrid, and Gabby from their duties – women are no longer welcome.

But Paris needs hunters, especially now murder is sweeping the city again. Whole families are being slaughtered in their sleep, at the dinner table – even while out in the family carriage. Just who or what is behind these slayings? The action, romance, and devastatingly dark secrets revealed in THE BEAUTIFUL AND THE CURSED continue as Ingrid and Gabby fight for their loves, their lives and their city.

Publication Date: Thu 1 May 2014
ISBN Paperback: 9781471402555
ISBN Ebook: 9781471402562

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Page Morgan

Page Morgan has been fascinated with 'les grotesques' ever since she came across an old, black-and-white photograph of a Notre Dame gargoyle keeping watch over the city of Paris. The gargoyle mythologies she went on to research fed her imagination, and she became inspired to piece together her own story and mythology for these remarkably complex stone effigies. Page lives in New England with her husband and their three children, and is managed by Upstart Crow, the team behind the phenomenally successful FALLEN series by Lauren Kate. Follow Page on Twitter: @PageMorganBooks

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Luc had been guarding this place on his own ever since his first day as a gargoyle. When the abbey had been a functioning church, Luc had protected all its parishioners while they were on sacred ground. The priests usually lived alone, except for a few servants here and there. Even when the abbey fell out of use before Luc's last hibernation and an old Sorbonne professor and his blind wife had taken up residence in the rectory, Luc hadn't had much trouble seeing to their safety. He had shaken free of a thirty-year hibernation just over four months before, and almost immediately he'd been challenged with humans who were pure disasters: in league with the Alliance, completely aware of the Underneath, two of them with demon dust and one with an appetite for demon hunting. . . . Luc did need help. And he should have been relieved to have it. "I mean no disrespect, but it's also my territory now," Dimitrie said, giving the horse's snout a gentle rub. "And they are my humans as well." Luc launched himself into the stall, his boots scattering fresh hay. Dimitrie jumped back and the horse whinnied and stomped. Luc curbed his temper, fast. It wouldn't be wise to show this boy just how little he wanted to share his humans. Especially one human in particular. Ingrid. Once Dimitrie met Ingrid Waverly and breathed in her scent for the first time, he would be able to call it up at any moment. He would be able to feel the echo of Ingrid's heartbeat, the flutter of her pulse. He would be able to know exactly where she was at all times, whether she was afraid or happy or sad or anxious. He'd feel her every emotion. Dimitrie would be connected to Ingrid just as Luc was. Luc stifled a growl of irritation.