Mister Impossible, Maggie Stiefvater [uplifting novels txt] 📗

sat up, shaking leaves off his body and memory-cobwebs from his mind. He reached into the pocket of his gray jacket and looked at the sweetmetal he had stolen off Lock weeks and weeks before. It was not very strong, but it was enough. For now.

He looked then to Ronan Lynch, who still slept, leaves across his face.

“Wake up,” he said, but Ronan did not.

On the sidewalk in front of Declan’s apartment, Jordan stood with her head tilted back, listening to sirens wailing. In front of her, a bird plummeted thoughtlessly to the sidewalk with a surprisingly quiet flomp. She crouched beside it. It was a beautiful little thing, jeweled and impossible. She touched its chest softly. It was not dead. It was fast asleep.

Her heart was beating very, very fast.

She could feel the ley line sucking away from her. Away from everything. It was like feeling the air leaving a room. It was like that day all those weeks ago when Hennessy had dreamt an entire ocean into the room and she’d suddenly found herself inhabiting a world that wasn’t meant to support her. One couldn’t argue with an ocean. Either you had an oxygen tank or you didn’t.

At the end of the sidewalk, the door to the apartment building burst open. Declan stood in it, his jacket half-pulled on, his keys dangling in his hand. She didn’t need to be told that he had been coming to look for her. She could see it in his body language, in his face.

“Jordan,” he said. “You’re—”

She could see another bird falling from the sky, a larger one, at the end of the street. It set off the car alarm when it hit the windshield.

With wonder, she said to Declan, “I’m awake.”

She was very, very awake.

It really was a nice day.

END OF BOOK TWO

David: you accompanied me as I painstakingly planned the perfect heist over a series of months and then scrapped it for a completely different one with eighteen fewer steps. This is a metaphor. Thank you for the metaphor.

Sarah: you patiently held the canvas as I threw paint at it, splattering you, the walls, the floor, the ceiling, bystanders. You always just sighed and handed me another tube of paint when I ran out. This is a metaphor. Thank you for the metaphor.

Ed: you’re my sweetmetal, baby. This is a metaphor. Thank you for the metaphor.

MAGGIE STIEFVATER is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the novels Shiver, Linger, Forever, and Sinner. Her novel The Scorpio Races was named a Michael L. Printz Honor Book by the American Library Association. The first book in The Raven Cycle, The Raven Boys, was a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year and the second book, The Dream Thieves, was an ALA Best Book for Young Adults. The third book, Blue Lily, Lily Blue, received five starred reviews. The final book, The Raven King, received four. She is also the author of All the Crooked Saints and Call Down the Hawk. An artist and a musician, she lives in Virginia with her husband and their two children. You can visit her online at maggiestiefvater.com.

Also by Maggie Stiefvater

The Dreamer Trilogy

Call Down the Hawk

The Raven Cycle

The Raven Boys

The Dream Thieves

Blue Lily, Lily Blue

The Raven King

The Wolves of Mercy Falls

Shiver

Linger

Forever

Sinner

All the Crooked Saints

The Scorpio Races

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