By Rachel Caine, Rob Thurman, Kevin Hearne, Seanan McGuire, Jennifer Estep
A star-studded city fable anthology starring bestselling authors Rachel Caine, Jennifer Estep, Kevin Hearne, Seanan McGuire, and Rob Thurman, and together with Delilah S. Dawson, Kelly homosexual, Mark Henry, Hillary Jacques, Jackie Kessler, Kelly Meding, Allison Pang, Nicole D. Peeler, and Jaye Wells, whose tales discover the creepy, mysterious, and, sure, occasionally magical international of touring carnivals.
Come one, come all! The Carniepunk halfway supplies you each thrill and sit back a touring carnival offers. yet worry no longer! city fantasy’s greatest stars are right here to lead you thru this unusual and hazardous international. . . .
RACHEL CAINE’s vampires aren’t child’s play, as a naïve teenager discovers whilst her center leads her a long way, a ways off target in “The chilly Girl.” With “Parlor Tricks,” JENNIFER ESTEP pits Gin Blanco, the fundamental murderer, opposed to the Wheel of demise and a few dangerously creepy clowns. SEANAN McGUIRE narrates a poignant, airy story of a mysterious carnival that returns to a perilous city after 20 years in “Daughter of the halfway, the Mermaid, and the Open, Lonely Sea.” KEVIN HEARNE’s Iron Druid and his wisecracking Irish wolfhound detect in “The Demon Barker of Wheat road” that the impossibly healthy sounding Kansas Wheat pageant is de facto no longer a fit position to hang around. With an eerie, unpredictable twist, ROB THURMAN unearths the destiny of a psychopath stalking younger carnies in “Painted Love.”
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