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Chapters (43)
  1. Dedication
  2. Epigraph
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author
  43. Also by Maggie Stiefvater

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

Acknowledgments

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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.

About the Author

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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

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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