Bücher von Cari Lyn Jones

A gas lamp fantasy woven through with ghosts, cemeteries, secrets, and magick.Something old and powerful walks the gas-lit streets of Ashwood town... For decades, the Ascher family cemetery had been left to rot and ruin. Still, getting the position as caretaker there had been a boon for Devon Amaris. The job suited him, and it paid well enough that he could bring his younger sister, Sara, to Ashwood to continue her education.And if the spirits did not rest as quietly as they should in their weed-shrouded crypts... well that was of no nevermind to him. He could not say the same of the woman who waited for him every night in his dreams.Sara had worried that making friends in a new town would prove difficult. As it happened, a little white cat with rust-colored ears had adopted them nearly from the first day that she and her brother had arrived in Ashwood. And she had made more friends since. The fact that most of those new friends happen to be dead, she supposed, was only to be expected.But unbeknownst to Devon and Sara, there is a darkness growing in Ashwood. The devil is in the air, and not everyone is as they appear to be. Certainly not a little white cat with rust-colored ears. Set in a time when electric lights and telephones are signs of the well-to-do and spiritualism is all the rage, Where the Angels Dream follows the story of Devon and Sara Amaris. Two siblings with an affinity for the dead and the unfortunate luck to have drawn the interest of powers far older than themselves.

One story's ending is just another's beginning...The Fairy Queen has fallen, doomed with a mortal heart, and the eld woman's two dearest friends, the Lady of the Glade and the Goblin King, are now wed, whole and happy. But even happy endings come with consequences, and for the eld woman, life has changed irrevocably. Mortality now hangs over her like a shroud, and her entire world has been turned on its head by a broken little boy newly returned from Faerie. Ill portents fill the air, the seasons themselves seem out of step, and it might be that she has been very, very much mistaken about a certain roguish phooka she thought she knew so well.This is a story of found family and love finally realized; a thoughtful tale of magic and choices and the consequences that come with both. It is also a story about someone often seen in fairy tales, though rarely celebrated. She is called by many different names: henwife, spaewife, wise woman, witch. She is the herb woman who gives the heroine just what is needed to escape her fate. The old woman in the cottage at the edge of a dark wood who advises the hero on which path to take. She is the giver of good advice and the keeper of secret knowledge. The wise crone who guides the maiden, helping her win love and happiness. She is not the one who finds love and happiness herself... but why shouldn't she be?Though this story can stand on its own, it will be much more enjoyable (and make a great deal more sense) if you have read the first book in this series, Lumina and the Goblin King.