God Save the Queen
Kate Locke
Language: English
Pages: 368
ISBN: 0316196126
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Queen Victoria rules with an immortal fist.
The undead matriarch presides over a Britain where the Aristocracy is made up of werewolves and vampires, where goblins live underground and mothers know better than to let their children out after dark. It's a world where the nobility are infected with the Plague (side-effects include undeath), Hysteria is the popular affliction of the day, and leeches are considered a delicacy. And a world where technology lives side by side with magic. The year is 2012 and Pax Britannia still reigns.
Xandra Vardan is a member of the elite Royal Guard, and it is her duty to protect the Aristocracy. But when her sister goes missing, Xandra will set out on a path that undermines everything she believed in and uncover a conspiracy that threatens to topple the empire. And she is the key -- the prize -- in a very dangerous struggle.
goblin. My skin stung where glass had pierced it, but I ignored it–it would heal soon enough. I took off running towards Curzon Street. Vex was either still at Chesterfield House or on his way home. I had to find him before Churchill’s men did. I ran fast–faster than I’d ever imagined moving. If I thought about it, my feet tangled, so I stopped thinking and just ran. All that mattered was finding Vex. I passed carriages and cars. People yelled at me as I sped by, but I ignored them all. On the
out? My search for answers was yielding nothing but more questions, the most important of which was where was my friend? There was a chance Simon’s disappearance had nothing to do with me at all, but in that case I’d expect to find the results of his tests in his office, or on his computer, and there hadn’t been anything at all. The Yard didn’t find anything either–nothing that they cared to share, and usually they did share with RGs. They wanted to talk to me–officially. While I waited,
lady. I waved and she blew me a kiss. She wore a velvet gown so black it didn’t even shimmer in the light. She would have a small arsenal in her bustle as well, and probably a dagger in her garter. Mine was tucked into my boot. Humans. They were blaming this on humans. I shouldn’t be surprised. A few days ago and I would have swallowed that story like ice cream, but I’d seen the body. I’d been there when the goblins said he’d been killed by vamps. Goblins didn’t lie, but could they have been
“Thought what the Churchill told the child to think.” Indignation drew his spine up straight–we were eye to eye. “The plague be not as bad as taught.” “You eat children,” I fired back. “How is that not bad?” “Meat is meat. Blood is blood. It is good.” “Right. That’s it. Out.” I stormed past him to yank open the door. I didn’t care that he could disembowel me in the span of a heartbeat. Truth be told, I was feeling a little itch to do some ripping of my own. The door came right off the hinges,
arrogant. Certain. Hmm, maybe a little arrogant.” Was that humour? “Do you eat all the bodies they toss down here?” I asked as we left the great hall and began to walk deeper into the den. A broken bone–a femur–lay against one wall. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous. I’d be stupid to forget that this was one mass grave. “Meat is meat,” he replied, as he had the other night at my house. “We cannot hunt far. Must take what is offered.” “Why not cats and dogs?” “Would pretty