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I'm Eddie Drood, aka Shaman Bond, a member of the Drood family. We Droods have been holding back the forces of darkness for generations. it's a hell of a job--and we're good at it. But right at this moment, the Droods have hit a bad patch, what with the death of our Matriarch and the discovery that she was killed by one of our own. It's left us in more than a bit of disarray, I can tell you. And it goes without saying that those forces of darkness are wasting no time in taking advantage of the situation. There's a Satanic Conspiracy brewing, one that could throw humanity directly into the clutches of the biggest of the big bads - forever. Things are looking grim - and here I am, not being of any help. On account of I'm, dead.
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Secret Histories - 5: For Heaven's Eyes Only, Simon R. Green
- Language
- Released
- 2011
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- Book condition
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- Title
- Secret Histories - 5: For Heaven's Eyes Only
- Subtitle
- A Secret Histories Novel
- Language
- English
- Authors
- Simon R. Green
- Publisher
- Roc
- Released
- 2011
- Format
- Hardcover
- Pages
- 377
- ISBN10
- 0451463951
- ISBN13
- 9780451463951
- Series
- Tags
- Fiction, Mystery & Thriller, Fantasy, Mystery Novels, Science Fiction, Horror, Supernatural Phenomena, Urban Fantasy
- Description
- I'm Eddie Drood, aka Shaman Bond, a member of the Drood family. We Droods have been holding back the forces of darkness for generations. it's a hell of a job--and we're good at it. But right at this moment, the Droods have hit a bad patch, what with the death of our Matriarch and the discovery that she was killed by one of our own. It's left us in more than a bit of disarray, I can tell you. And it goes without saying that those forces of darkness are wasting no time in taking advantage of the situation. There's a Satanic Conspiracy brewing, one that could throw humanity directly into the clutches of the biggest of the big bads - forever. Things are looking grim - and here I am, not being of any help. On account of I'm, dead.