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On the Edge [Format Kindle]

Ilona Andrews
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"Rosie!" Grandpa's bellow shook the foundation of the house.

"Why me?" Rose wiped the dish soap suds from her hands with a kitchen towel, swiped the crossbow from the hook, and stomped onto the porch.


She kicked the screen door open. He towered in the yard, a huge shaggy bear of a man, deranged eyes opened wide, tangled beard caked with blood and quivering grayish shreds. She leveled the crossbow at him. Drunk as hell again.

"What is it?"

"I want to go to the pub. I want a pint." His voice slipped into a whine. "Gimme some money!"


He hissed at her, swaying unsteadily on his feet. "Rosie! This is your last chance to give me a dollar!"

She sighed and shot him. The bolt bit between the eyes and Grandpa toppled onto his back like a log. His legs drummed the ground.

Rose rested the butt of her crossbow on her hip. "All right, come out."

The two boys slipped from behind the huge oak spreading its branches over the yard. Both were filthy with reddish mud, sap, and the other unidentifiable substances an eight- and a ten-year-old could find in the Wood. A jagged scratch decorated Georgie's neck and brown pine straw stuck out of his blond hair. Red welts marked the skin between Jack's knuckles. He saw her looking at his hands. His eyes got big, amber irises flaring yellow, and he hid his fists behind his back.

"How many times do I have to say it: don't touch the ward stones. Look at Grandpa Cletus! He's been eating dog brains again, and now he's drunk. It will take me half an hour to hose him off."

"We miss him," Georgie said.

She sighed. "I miss him, too. But he's no good to anybody drunk. Come on, you two, let's take him back to his shed. Help me get the legs."

Together they dragged Grandpa's inert form back to the shed at the edge of the clearing and dumped him on his sawdust. Rose uncoiled the metal chain from the corner, pulled it across the shed, locked the collar on Grandpa's neck, and peeled back his left eyelid to check the pupil. No red yet. Good shot—he would be out for hours.

Rose put her foot on his chest, grasped the bolt, and pulled it out with a sharp tug. She still remembered Grandpa Cletus as he was, a tall, dapper man, uncanny with his rapier, his voice flavored with a light Scottish brogue. Even as old as he was, he would still win against Dad one out of three times in a swordfight. Now he was this . . . this thing. She sighed. It hurt to look at him, but there was nothing to be done about it. As long as Georgie lived, so did Grandpa Cletus.

The boys brought the hose. She turned it on, set the sprayer on jet, and leveled the stream at Grandpa until all the blood and dog meat were gone. She had never quite figured out how "going down to the pub" equaled chasing stray dogs and eating their brains, but when Grandpa got out of his ward circle, no mutt was safe. By the time she was done washing him, the hole in his forehead had closed. When Georgie raised things from the dead, he didn't just give them life. He made them almost indestructible.

Rose stepped out of the shed, locked the door behind her, and dragged the hose back to the porch. Her skin prickled as she crossed the invisible boundary: the kids must've put the ward stones back. She squinted at the grass. There they were, a line of small, seemingly ordinary rocks, spaced three, four feet from each other. Each rock held a small magic charge. Together they created an enchanted barrier, strong enough to keep Grandpa in the shed if he broke the chain again.

Rose waved the boys to the side and raised the hose. "Your turn."

They flinched at the cold water. She washed them off methodically, from top to bottom. As the mud melted from Jack's feet, she saw a two-inch rip in his Skechers. Rose dropped the hose.


He cringed.

"Those are forty-five-dollar shoes!"

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Tomorrow is the first school day! What were you doing?"

"He was climbing up the pines to get at the leech birds," Georgie said.

She glared. "Georgie! Thirty-minute timeout tonight for snitching."

Georgie bit his lip.

Rose stared at Jack. "Is that true? You were chasing the leech birds?"

"I can't help it. Their tails are so flittery . . ."

She wanted to smack him. It was true, he couldn't help it—it wasn't his fault he was born as a cat—but those were brand-new shoes she had bought him for school. Shoes for which she had painstakingly tweaked their budget, scrimping every penny, so he wouldn't have to wear Georgie's old beat-up sneakers, so he could look just as nice as all the other second graders. It just hurt.

Jack's face pinched into a rigid white mask—he was about to cry.

A small spark of power tugged on her. "Georgie, stop trying to resurrect the shoes. They were never alive in the first place."

The spark died.

An odd desperation claimed her, her pain shifting into a sort of numbness. Pressure built in her chest. She was so sick of it, sick of counting every dollar, sick of rationing everything, sick to death of it all. She had to go and get Jack a new pair of shoes. Not for Jack's sake, but for the sake of her own sanity. Rose had no clue how she would make up the money, but she knew she had to buy him a new pair of shoes right now, or she would explode.

"Jack, do you remember what will happen if a leech bird bites you?"

"I'll turn into one?"

"Yes. You have to stop chasing the birds."

He hung his head. "Am I punished?"

"Yes. I'm too mad to punish you right now. We'll talk about it when we get home. Go brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on dry clothes, and get the guns. We're going to Wal-Mart."

The old Ford truck bounced on the bumps in the dirt road. The rifles clanged on the floor. Georgie put his feet down to steady them without being asked.

Rose sighed. Here, in the Edge, she could protect them well enough. But they were about to pass from the Edge into another world, and their magic would die in the crossing. The two hunting rifles on the floor would be their only defense. Rose felt a pang of guilt. If it wasn't for her, they wouldn't need the rifles. God, she didn't want to be jumped again. Not with her brothers in the car.

They lived between worlds: on one side lay the Weird and the other the Broken. Two dimensions, existing side by side, like mirror images of each other. In the place where the dimensions "touched," they intersected slightly, forming a narrow ribbon of land that belonged to both of them—the Edge. In the Weird, magic pooled deeply; in the Edge it was a shallow trickle. But in the Broken, no magic shielded them at all.

Rose eyed the Wood hugging the road, its massive trees crowding the narrow ribbon of packed dirt. She drove this way every day to her job in the Broken, but today the shadows between the gnarled trunks filled her with anxiety.

"Let's play the 'You Can't' Game," she said to stave off the rising dread. "Georgie, you go first."

"He went first the last time!" Jack's eyes shone with amber.



"Georgie goes first," she repeated.

"Past the boundary, you can't raise dead things," Georgie said.

"Past the boundary, you can't grow fur and claws," Jack said.

They always played the Game when driving through to the Broken. It was a good reminder to the boys of what they could and could not do, and it worked much better than any lecture. Very few people in the Broken knew of the Edge or the Weird, and it was safer for everyone involved to keep it that way. Experience had taught her that trying to explain the existence of magic to a person in the Broken would do no good. It wouldn't get you committed into a mental institution, but it did land you into the kooky idiot category and made people give you a wide berth during lunch hour.

For most people of the Broken, there was no Broken, no Edge, and no Weird. They lived in the United States of America, on the continent of North America, on the planet Earth—and that was that. For their part, most people in the Weird couldn't see the boundary either. It took a special kind of person to find it and the kids needed to remember that.

Georgie touched her hand. It was her turn. "Past the boundary, you can't hide behind a ward stone." She glanced at them, but they kept going, oblivious to her fears.

The road lay deserted. Few Edgers drove up this way this time of the evening. Rose accelerated, eager to get the trip over with and be back to the safety of the house.

"Past the boundary, you can't find lost things," Georgie said.

"Past the boundary, you can't see in the dark." Jack grinned.

"Past the boundary, you can't flash," Rose said.

The flash was her greatest weapon. Most Edgers had their own specific talents: some prophesied, some cured toothaches, some raised the dead like Georgie. Some cursed like Rose and her grandmother. But flashing could be learned by anyone with a drop of magic. It wasn't a matter of talent, but of practice. You took a hold of the magic inside you and channeled it from your body in a controlled burst that looked like a whip or a ribbon of lightning. If you had magic and patience, you could learn to flash, and the lighter the color of your flash, the hotter and more potent it was. A powerful bright flash was a terrible weapon. It could slice through a body like a hot knife through butter. Most Edgers never could get their flash bright enough to kill or injure anything with it. They were mongrels, living in a place of diluted magic, and most flashed red and dark orange. Some lucky few managed green or blue.

It was her flash that had started all of their trouble.

No, Rose reflected, they'd had plenty of trouble before her. Draytons were always unlucky. Too smart and too twisted for their own good. Grandpa was a pirate and a rover. Dad was a gold-digger. Grandma was stubborn like a goat and always thought she knew better than anyone else. Mom was a tramp. But all those problems didn't affect anyone but the individual Draytons. When Rose flashed white at the Graduation Fair, she focused the attention of countless Edge families squarely on their little clan. Even now, even with the rifles on the floor, she didn't regret it. She felt guilty about it, she wished things hadn't gone the way they did, but given a chance, she would do it again.

Ahead the road curved. Rose took the turn a bit too fast. The truck's springs creaked.

A man stood in the road, like a gray smudge against the encroaching twilight.

She slammed on the brakes. The Ford skidded in a screech on the hard, dry dirt of the road. She caught a glimpse of long pale hair and piercing green eyes staring straight at her.

The truck hurtled at him. She couldn't stop it.

The man leapt straight up. Feet in dark gray boots landed on the hood of the truck with a thud and vanished. The man vaulted over the roof to the side and disappeared into the trees.

The truck slid to a stop. Rose gulped the air. Her heart fluttered in her chest. Her fingertips tingled and she tasted bitterness on her tongue.

She stabbed the seat belt release button, threw the door open, and jumped out onto the road. "Are you hurt?"

The Wood lay quiet.


No answer. The man was gone.

"Rose, who was that?" Georgie's eyes were the size of small saucers.

"I don't know." Relief flooded her. She hadn't hit him. She got scared out of her wits, but she hadn't hit him. Everybody was fine. Nobody was hurt. Everybody was fine . . .

"Did you see the swords?" Jack asked.

"What swords?" All she'd seen were the blond hair, green eyes, and some kind of cloak. She couldn't even recall his face—just a pale smudge.

"He had a sword," Georgie said. "On his back."

"Two swords," Jack corrected. "One on the back and one on his belt."

Some of the older locals liked to play with swords, but none of them had long blond hair. And none of them had eyes like that. Most people facing a truck head on would be scared. He stared her down as if she had insulted him by nearly running him over. Like he was some sort of king of the road.

Strangers were never good in the Edge. It wasn't wise to linger.

Jack sniffed the air, wrinkling his nose the way he did when he looked for a scent trail. "Let's find him."

"Let's not."

"Rose . . ."

"You're on thin ice already." She climbed into the truck and shut the door. "We're not chasing after some knucklehead who thinks he's too important to walk on the shoulder." She snorted, trying to get her heart rate under control.

Georgie opened his mouth.

"Not another word."

A couple of minutes later, they reached the boundary, the point where the Edge ended and the Broken began. Rose always recognized the precise moment when she passed into the Broken. First, anxiety stabbed right through her chest, followed by an instant of intense vertigo, and then pain. It was as if the shiver of magic, the warm spark that existed somewhere inside her, died during the crossing. The pain lasted only a blink, but she always dreaded it. It left her feeling incomplete. Broken. That's how the name for the magic-less dimension had come about.

There was an identical boundary on the opposite end of the Edge, the one that guarded the passage to the Weird. She never tried to cross it. She wasn't sure her magic would be strong enough for her to survive.

They entered the Broken without any trouble. The Wood ended with the Edge. Mundane Georgia oaks and pines replaced the ancient dark trees. The dirt became pavement.

The narrow two-lane road brought them past the twin gas stations to the parkway. Rose checked the parkway for the oncoming traffic, took a right, and headed toward the town of Pine Barren.

Above them an airplane thundered, fixing to land at the Savannah airport only a couple of miles away. The woods gave way to half-finished shopping plazas and construction equipment, scattered among heaps of red Georgia mud. Ponds and streams interrupted the landscape—with the coast only forty minutes away, every hole in the ground sooner or later filled up with water. They passed hotels, Comfort Inn, Knights Inn, Marriott, Embassy Suites, stopped at a light, crossed the overpass, and finally turned into a busy Wal-Mart parking lot.

Rose parked on the side and held the door open, letting the boys out. Jack's eyes had lost their amber sheen. Now they were plain dark hazel. She locked the truck, checked the door just in case—locked up tight—and headed to the brightly lit doors.

"Now remember," she said as they joined the herd of evening shoppers. "Shoes and that's it. I mean it."

Présentation de l'éditeur

View our feature on Ilona Andrews’s On the Edge.

The Broken is a place where people shop at Wal-Mart and magic is nothing more than a fairy tale.

The Weird is a realm where blueblood aristocrats rule and the strength of your magic can change your destiny.

Rose Drayton lives on the Edge, the place between both worlds. A perilous existence indeed, made even more so by a flood of magic-hungry creatures bent on absolute destruction.

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  • Format : Format Kindle
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  • Nombre de pages de l'édition imprimée : 336 pages
  • Editeur : Ace; Édition : Original (29 septembre 2009)
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Née en Russie, Ilona Andrews a appris l'anglais à l'adolescence grâce à une bourse qui lui a permis d'étudier aux États-Unis. Elle s'est mariée pendant ses études. Ses romans sont écrits en collaboration avec Gordon, son mari.

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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Fantasy moderne et magique 28 janvier 2011
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Un roman de fantasy contemporaine, qui commence lentement, qui devient très accrocheur en se poursuivant, pour finir dans une grande conflagration assez satisfaisante même si elle n'est pas complètement imprévisible.

Rose Drayton vit entre deux monde dans une région appelée "the Edge" par ses habitants. "The Edge" se trouve entre le "Broken" (notre monde où roulent les voitures, où fonctionnent les ordinateurs et où on fait ses courses au supermarché, et dans lequel il n'y a pas de magie) et le monde du "Weird", un monde ultra-magique, où les aristocrates au Sang Bleu dominent, où les Changelins vagabondent et où votre destinée dépend de la force de votre magie. Seuls les "Edgers" peuvent circuler librement de l'un à l'autre. Ce sont souvent des campagnards un peu miséreux, qui n'ont pas toujours une existence légale dans notre monde ("the Broken") mais qui parfois ont des papiers d'identité et vivent parfois de petits boulots dans les villes de la frontière avec "The Edge" comme c'est le cas de notre héroïne.

Rose est une jeune fille élevant seule ses deux jeunes frères, elle travaillant pour le salaire minimum dans une société d'entretien et de nettoyage du Broken. Son père a cédé aux sirènes de l'aventure dans le Weird et n'est jamais revenu, parti à la recherche d'un trésor qu'il n'atteindra jamais. Sa mère est morte après des excès et de erreurs qui ont hâté sa fin.
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D'Ilona Andrews je ne connaissais que la série bien connue "Kate Daniels". Une lectrice qui se reconnaîtra m'avait signalé cette série. Je n'ai pas été déçue, j'ai dévoré ce premier tome, excellent (4 je crois existent, chacun basé sur l'histoire d'un personnage, un peu à "Black Dagger Brotherhood").

Dans ce premier tome, nous découvrons l'univers imaginé par le couple Ilona Andrews (un monsieur et une madame se cachent derrière ce pseudonyme). Ce que nous connaissons est appelé "the Broken", où la magie n'existe pas. A la frontière (frontière mystérieuse et connue de très très peu de personnes) se trouve "the Edge", monde semble-t-il assez rustique où la magie existe, sans être systématique ni trop présente. The Edge est un territoire tournant autour de toutes les terres de notre monde, mais généralement peu large. En conséquence (monde méconnu et pas bien grand), peu d'individus l'habitent. C'est un monde assez peu structuré: pas de prison, pas de loi etc. Il faut survivre et s'adapter aux coutumes. Et de l'autre côté de "the Edge" se trouve "the Weird", monde miroir de the Broken mais devenu un monde de fantasy classique avec nobles, magie à gogo, chevaliers et gentes dames. Un nombre très limité de personnes connaît l'existence de ces mondes, et encore moins les visite. C'est physiquement extrêmement douloureux de traverser chaque monde, souvent même mortel.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Superbe ! 14 décembre 2013
Par Vesuvan
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Ça rappelle un peu Kate Daniels. C'est dynamique et marrant. L'idée de départ est bonne et je l'ai lu en très peu de temps. Allez zou, je cherche la suite !
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Love it ! 17 janvier 2010
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I have the other books of Ilona Andrews and I was quite afraid that I would not like as much as them. But, it's a really good book.Rose is quite the same kind of caracther than Kate and their univers are very different. It's very interresting !
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 My favorite book so far this year! 29 septembre 2009
Par C. Vandehey - Publié sur
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Many readers will be familiar with husband and wife writing duo Ilona Andrews through their very successful Kate Daniels series. (If you're not, I highly recommend them, but that's another review.) On the Edge is the start to an all-new series from the writing team, one that many readers might view as "something to fill the time while I wait for the next Kate Daniels book". This would be an erroneous view to take.

I picked up On the Edge knowing I was in for good writing, but I thought I'd be able to read a couple of chapters and then put it down to make dinner. As it turns out, the spouse was subjected to frozen pizza for dinner that night, because I could not put the book down. When I finally had no choice (work, what a pest!), I thought about it when I wasn't reading. I couldn't wait to pick it up again and get back to the characters and the world. From the moment Rose and her two young brothers, changeling Jack and necromancer George appear on the page, I'm completely hooked.

Some world building background: The Weird is a world that mirrors our own, but with magic instead of technology. For example, their Airforce flies wyverns, not jets - but they do have an Airforce. They even have special forces. Our world, called the Broken, has no magic at all, and if an Edger stays in it for too long, they'll lose what magic they have, permanently. Edgers like Rose and her family are mixed blood descendants of both the Weird and the Broken. Many of them have magic, but not enough to be welcome in the magical Weird, and too much to want to give it up and go live a "normal" life in our world, the Broken. (If they even could - many of the Edgers weren't born in the Broken, and therefore don't have things like birth certificates or social security cards.) They survive on the Edge, a strip of land between the Weird and the Broken, stealing electricity from across the Border and using Ward stones to keep out the worst of the dangerous creatures the Weird deposits in their Wood.

Rose and her two brothers, Jack and Georgie, are among the most powerful of the people on the Edge. In fact, bluebloods from the Weird have been showing up for years, trying to steal Rose away so she can pop out highly magical babies for them (power seems to be a big part of the pecking order in the Weird.) But Rose isn't having it. When Declan shows up, she tells him what she told all the others - no, I won't sleep with you, I won't marry you, go away. But Declan is different. He doesn't try to force his way past her Wards - he offers her a challenge. Give him three tasks, and if he can complete them, she will belong to him. If he fails, he'll leave the Edge and never return. Rose reluctantly agrees.

But coming up with tasks guaranteed to make Declan fail is soon the least of Rose's problems. Evil, terrible hounds have started showing up and trying to eat people, particularly magical people, which puts Rose, her brothers, and their paternal grandmother Éléonore at the top of the list. Together, Declan and Rose have to stop them, or soon there won't be any Edgers left.

As with the Kate Daniels books, the worldbuilding here is top notch. You gain a very clear understanding of what things mean and how they work without a lot of big infodumps of exposition. It's just woven seamlessly into the story, like Rose having to pack up the guns to drive to Wal-Mart. Rose is the primary POV character, so much of what is revealed comes through her eyes. But occasionally we switch to someone else - one of her brothers, her grandmother, one of the other residents. These are invaluable glimpses as well. I particularly enjoy the switches to George or Jack. Although they are 8 and 10 years old, Andrews doesn't "dumb down" for the kids. They are intelligent, normal kids with heartbreaking problems - George can't stop himself from raising things he cares about from the dead - puppies, birds, cats, his Grandfather - even though it's slowly killing him to keep them all animated. Jack is a changeling; he can change shape into a cat, and he's subject to the instincts and whims of how a cat would think.

I defy you not to fall head over heels in love with them!

Rose has the rarest gift of all, something that makes her so coveted, she has to deter "suitors" with a shotgun. With their mother dead and their father long gone, it's up to Rose and her grandmother to raise the boys and give them the best life they possibly can. Rose has sacrificed her own dreams in the process.

But don't worry. Declan wants to give her new ones - of him! Gorgeous, arrogant, and powerful, Declan could easily be a stereotypical alpha male character, but he's not. Just as 3-dimensional as Curran or Raphael (of the aforementioned Kate Daniels series), he has his own story to tell, and his own agenda beyond Rose. There's also the mysterious William, a man Rose meets in the Broken who wants to date her, and not for her power. Each of them have secrets that are dangerous and important to the Edge's survival - and Rose's.

I can't say much more about On the Edge without giving too much away. But the writing is fantastic, gripping, and it's hands down one of the best books I've read this year. I can't recommend it enough.
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2.0 étoiles sur 5 A quick warning for male readers 27 février 2012
Par L. Walker - Publié sur
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Typically novels that have a 4.5 star average with over 100 reviews are as close to a lock as possible when it comes to a quality read. That wasn't really the case with this book. I should have taken a little more time when reading the reviews to realize that pretty much every review was by a female. As such, I was a little disappointed when this book had a bit more in common with Twilight than with a quality fantasy novel. Like Twilight, the female protagonist (Rose) is pretty much an empty shell. I have no idea what she looks like, other than that she is supposed to be attractive. Meanwhile, excruciating detail is supplied as to how Declan looks, smells, feels, sounds, and tastes. Simply way too much emphasis is placed on this that it becomes nauseating. The phrase "sandalwood musk" was used so many times I feel a compelling urge to now chop down every sandalwood tree I run across throughout the remainder of my life.

The premise, while interesting, does not develop into a plot that is captivating. The characters are all one dimensional, and the book is at times painful to read because it far too often sounds like its written from some awkward and unattractive teenage girl's dream diary. The way men pursue and treat Rose is borderline unbelievable. Declan has absolutely no flaws of which to speak, unless you consider earned confidence a flaw (which Rose does, for whatever reason). I know Ilona Andrews is supposed to be a male/female team, but wherever the writing from a former Army sergeant is supposed to be, I don't see it... unless he is charged with describing the battle scenes, which are almost as bad as the "fauning over Declan" scenes. Essentially, every combat scene can be summed up by Declan cutting a "hound" in half with his sword.

That said, I read the book in its entirety. It isn't horrible, it just isn't good. It's a formulaic female romance novel that just happens to be set in a fantasy world. I write this review because that just wasn't made clear enough when I saw the rating and read some of the reviews when deciding to purchase this book. I wouldn't recommend this to any male readers, or for any woman who isn't constantly day dreaming about a Prince Charming coming along and rescuing her from all of life's troubles.

Unfortunately, I bought all 3 available books in the series, but I won't be reading the second two. Within 15 minutes of starting the 2nd book I already realized I am about to read the same novel all over again, only with two different characters taking on the roles of Rose and Declan. A quick glance at the cover of the 3rd book showed me all I needed to know as to what exactly this series is and will continue to be.
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3.0 étoiles sur 5 Angieville: ON THE EDGE 1 octobre 2009
Par Angela Thompson - Publié sur
I let out a very undignified squeal when this unassuming package showed up on my doorstep completely out of the blue. I'm not ashamed to admit it. Here I am fairly wasting away for the fourth Kate Daniels book and then, swooping in like a risen phoenix, a brand, shiny new copy of Ilona Andrews' ON THE EDGE saves the day. The first in a new series, do we even dare hope to two Andrews releases per year a la Patricia Briggs? The two of them together easily top my favorite urban fantasy writers and this new book (and series) does nothing to shake those stats, I'm happy to say. As with Briggs' Alpha and Omega series, I think it's important to go in with a clean slate, so to speak, not expecting Kate and Curran but ready to embrace a wholly new world, and I think you will enjoy this book on its own merits.

Rose Drayton lives on the Edge--the narrow strip of land between the Broken and the Weird. Yes, you read that right. She and the two little brothers she's raising live a dangerous half-life in between a world where magic is myth (the Broken) and another where it is king (the Weird). Edgers, as they are known, have their feet in both worlds but don't seem to belong to either. They, unlike, the denizens of the Broken are aware of the Weird in all its incomprehensibility. And, unlike the inhabitants of the Weird, they are awkwardly connected t0 (even long for at times) the banality of the Broken. When she was eighteen, Rose was effectively ostracized by the whole of the local town for letting loose a stream of magic and then refusing to marry one of the hometown boys. With her parents out of the picture, two half-magical little boys to take care of and train, and determined to control her own life, Rose takes an illegal job in the Broken and attempts to fly under the radar. And it works. Sort of. Until Lord Declan Camarine appears on her porch step, sword strapped to his back absolutely reeking blue blood Weird, announcing she will be his come hell or high water. Rose responds...less than favorably. And we have ourselves a story!

Once again Ilona Andrews plunges me into a fully realized world without a by your leave. And I love it. Like Kate's Atlanta it is full of complexity and contradiction and a wonderfully messy history. But it is also wilder, in a sense. Rose carries a rifle and she has to use it more than she'd like. The people in the Edge are almost clan-like in their politics. Feuds happen and they last for decades. Payment is harsh and exacted when and where the wronged party decides it will be. This series has a different focus than the more traditionally urban fantasy Kate Daniels series and, though in the end I didn't love it quite as much, I loved the world building and the children who actually seemed real to me. ON THE EDGE is definitely heavier on the romance side of the urban fantasy spectrum and, as a result, Rose and Declan's relationship is more central than Kate and Curran's in the Magic series. Occasionally the descriptions and general admiring of each other's forms got a bit cloying for me, but the nice thing is that they are both well-rounded, compelling characters. At first I wasn't sure about Declan. He does start out a bit looming, take no prisoners, you will be mine for my taste. But there is more there than brawn and arrogance. And it is a very intriguing more. As far as Rose goes, she's had it rough and is still full of fire--just the way I like my UF heroines--but (and this is key) she has the creds and the depth to back it up. She's tough and at the same time she longs for education and training to harness and develop her powers. But instead she spends her days flogging her guts out to support her little brothers. She loves them unconditionally and is determined their lives will be better than hers. I love how full she feels as a character. I believed in her and I liked her. As for the boys, Jack and Georgie, you won't stand a chance against their charms and that is all. There is that trademark humor throughout the story as well and it really held the whole thing together, especially when the particularly creepy elements started rearing their ugly heads.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 30 septembre 2009
Par I. Daco - Publié sur
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After reading the Kate Daniels series in less than a week, which had me jonesing pretty hard for another fix--this led me to re-reading the whole and biting my nails for the next installment (which comes out June 2010 *sigh*)--so imagine my delight when I realized several weeks ago that there's to be a brand spanking new series. Of course when I read the blurb, I was like 'huh?', the Edge?, Weird?, and Broken? But I knew already that Illona Andrews would never let me down, so I immediately pre-ordered with my Kindle! I woke up at 6AM today and made sure my Kindle downloaded the book straight away.

Try imagining reading and getting ready for work at the same time--quite hazardous, don't recommend it with coffee lol--. From the very start, On The Edge, kept my attention engaged. The world-building was fabulous, you aren't inundated and suffocated with facts--somehow it just flowed. I loved the romance, the interesting characters, and the awesome villain---not to mention the hero! The heroine is more than a match for him! I love how she HAD TO WORK for her powers (just like Kate!!), she trained for it--it's a bit annoying that most of the books out in this genre comes with effortlessly-super-powerful heroines. I'd love to be Wonder Woman too but it just doesn't make it as believable when you know the heroine WORKED for it. I'm not going to give you an in-dept review of the story, I want you to read it and see it for yourself. The only thing I complain about is that now I have two series of Illona Andrews that I'll be jonesing for! Ahh!
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2.0 étoiles sur 5 Horrible Romance 21 juin 2010
Par Amazon Customer - Publié sur
I'm a huge fan of Romance books, and if I had to pick only one type of book to read for the rest life, it would be Romance novels. Now as you can imagine, there's nothing I like more than watching two people beat the odds and fall in love and stay in love. Therefore, when I say this you must understand how shocking it is for me to come across a book like this: I wish there was no romance in this story

The idea of the world was interesting. The Broken, The Weird, The Edge... all very interesting ideas. Now, I didn't really enjoy the characters or the execution of the book, but kudos for a unique world! The biggest drawback of this story was the romance. It was ridiculous!

Poor emo girl is hunted for her special magic. She trusts no one and must protect herself and her brothers from the hateful world that is against her. Enter big strapping man... He's a blueblood so of course he's a jerk. Rose certainly treats him that way. She runs her mouth making assumptions and basically making herself look like a harpy.

Now, Declan is no prize. He takes Rose's assumptions and runs with them. He swaggers around with a puffed up chest acting like the man. I know he does this partially to irritate Rose, but a lot of it is his own personality too. I'm sorry, but that much ego running around is more repellent than not. It's like the author read a bunch of bad romances and decided to incorporate all those irritating traits.

Rose is so not the type of heroine I was hoping to read about. She's bitter and prideful to the point of having tunnel vision. Anyone who talks to her brothers has to be a child molester because no one likes kids right? She's constantly denying anyone the ability to do a nice thing for her family because of the "Drayton pride". I got tired of reading about their pride.

For all Rose's supposed role as head of the family she sure didn't have any control over her brothers. Now, I understand that children will misbehave, but her brothers displayed a willful disregard for the situation that Rose was in. If there had been real danger in the situation Rose would have been screwed. Rose thought there was real danger though, why didn't she take control of them? She babied them and didn't tell them how things really were because she didn't want to scare them. As a result her brothers ran wild and acted like brats. I think it was supposed to be cute but it wasn't.

Added to the irritating characters was the sheer fluffiness of the world. Nothing seemed to be taken seriously and everything seemed to be easily solved. Even the nobles of The Weird that Rose met (who were very high ranking) weren't the least bit arrogant. They didn't look down on Rose at all! Everything was fluffy bunnies and kittens and rainbows by the time the book ended.

I would have given the book only one star if wasn't for the world. I really liked the idea of it, but the actual story was not for me.
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