Wolves of Mercy Falls 03 - Forever
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Other real places in the books include the candy shop (based on Wythe Candy in Williamsburg, VA), the Crooked Shelf (based on Riverby Books in Fredericksburg, VA), and Ben’s Fish and Tackle (although I won’t reveal where the store it was based on is located, to protect the identity of the sweaty man who owns it).
Third of all, the people.
Some of the characters are loosely based on real people. Dmitra the sound engineer is a real person, although in real life she doesn’t have a big nose, nor is she female. Grace’s parents are real, though they’re not mine. And Ulrik is an actual person, although he’s not a werewolf.
Fourth of all, the poetry.
As Sam’s favorite, Rilke is most prominent, but there’s also Mandelstam, Roethke, Yeats, and other assorted German poets. Even if you are a die-hard poetry un-fan like myself, I still recommend Stephen Mitchell’s beautiful translations of Rilke and German Poetry in Transition, 1945–1990, edited by Charlotte Melin.
And finally, the love.
Many, many readers have written me asking wistfully about the nature of Sam and Grace’s relationship, and I can assure you, that sort is absolutely real. Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won’t settle for less.
So this is good-bye to Mercy Falls. It’s time to find other uncharted worlds.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
It’s going to be impossible to thank everyone involved in bringing this series into being, so rest assured that this is only the tip of the iceberg.
I need to thank Scholastic for being incredibly supportive of the series and very tolerant of my quirks. In particular: my editor, David Levithan, for not sending villagers with pitchforks after me after I threw it all away; the ever-smiling Rachel Coun and the rest of marketing, for their animal cunning; Tracy van Straaten, Becky Amsel, and Samantha Grefe for cookies, sanity, and bathroom breaks; Stephanie Anderson and the production team, who make me look more clever than I am; Christopher Stengel, for continued impeccable design; the incredible foreign rights team of Rachel Horowitz, Janelle DeLuise, Lisa Mattingly, and Maren Monitello — it’s not easy to make me feel at home 3,000 miles away, but they pull it off absolutely every time.
And in non-Scholastic thanking, a few folks.
Laura Rennert, my agent, whose voice on the phone always sounds like sanity coming home to roost.
Brenna Yovanoff, for standing next to the wounded gazelle when all signs recommended to the contrary.
The folks at Loewe — Jeannette Hammerschmidt, Judith Schwemmlein, and Marion Perko — for saving my bacon at the absolute last moment. I owe you guys more cookies than I can carry in the overhead compartment of a passenger plane.
Carrie Ryan and Natalie Parker, for reading in short order and alternatively patting my hand and smacking my wrist when I needed it.
My parents and siblings, for knowing when “Go away, I’m working!” means “Please help babysit!” and when it means “Rescue me and take me out for chimichangas!” Kate, in particular — you know you’re the reader I write for.
Tessa, you were as married to this thing as I was, and it never sent us presents on our anniversaries. I’ll never forget that.
Ed, who made me tea and let me sleep after all-nighters and suffered and sweated alongside me. This is all your fault, you know, because why else would I write a love story but you?
And finally, Ian. You won’t ever read this, but I have to say it anyway: Thank you for reminding me.
Preview
AN EXCERPT FROM MAGGIE STIEFVATER’S
NEXT THRILLING, ROMANTIC NOVEL
THE
SCORPIO
RACES
• SEAN •
There’s a girl on the beach.
The wind’s torn the mist to shreds here by the ocean, so unlike on the rest of the island, the horses and their riders appear in sharp relief down on the sand. I can see the buckle on every bridle, the tassel on every rein, the tremor in every hand. It is the second day of training, and it’s the first day that it isn’t a game. This first week of training is an elaborate, bloody dance where the dance partners determine how strong the other ones are. It’s when riders learn if charms will work on their mounts, how close to the sea is too close, how they can begin to convince their water horses to gallop in a straight line. How long they have between falling from their horses and being attacked. This tense courtship looks nothing like racing.
At first I see nothing out of the ordinary. There is the surviving Privett brother beating his gray capall with a switch and Hale selling charms that will not save you, and there is Tommy Falk flapping at the end of the lead as his black mare strains for the salt water.
And there is the girl. When I first see her and her dun mare from my vantage point on the cliff road, I am struck first not by the fact that she is a girl, but by the fact that she’s in the ocean. It’s the dreaded second day, the day when people start to die, and no one will get close to the surf. But there she is, trotting up to the knee in the water. Fearless.
I make my slow way down the cliff road to the sand. Any wicked thoughts Corr might have had this morning have been jolted out by his earlier trot. But the two mares are neither as tired nor as tame as Corr. Their hooves jangle every time they dance sideways; I’ve tied bells around their pasterns, reminding me every moment that I cannot let down my guard. The worse of the two mares wears a black netted cloth over her haunches. The cloth, passed down from my father, is made of thread and hundreds of narrow iron eyelets: part mourning cloth, part chain mail. I hope it weighs her to the ground. It’s the sort of thing I’d never use on Corr — it would only make him irritable and uncertain, and in any case, we know each other better than that.
Now, closer to the surf, I see why the girl’s so brave. Her horse is just an island pony, with a coat the color of the sand, legs black as soaked kelp.
I want to know why she’s on my beach.
About the Author
maggie stiefvater is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the novels Shiver and Linger. She is also the author of Lament: The Faerie Queen’s Deception and Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie. She lives in Virginia with her husband and their two children. You can visit her online at www.maggiestiefvater.com.
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Table of Contents
PROLOGUE
• SHELBY •
CHAPTER ONE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER TWO
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER THREE
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� GRACE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER FOUR
• COLE •
CHAPTER FIVE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SIX
• SAM •
CHAPTER SEVEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER EIGHT
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER NINE
• SAM •
CHAPTER TEN
• COLE •
CHAPTER ELEVEN
• GRACE •
CHAPTER TWELVE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
• GRACE •
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER NINETEEN
• COLE •
CHAPTER TWENTY
• SAM •
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
• SAM •
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
• COLE •
• GRACE •
• COLE •
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
• GRACE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
• SAM •
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
• SAM •
CHAPTER THIRTY
• GRACE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
• GRACE •
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
• SAM •
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
• SAM •
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
• COLE •
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
• GRACE •
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
• SAM •
CHAPTER FORTY
• GRACE •
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
• COLE •
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
• SAM •
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
• GRACE •
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
• SAM •
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
• COLE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER FIFTY
• COLE •
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
• COLE •
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
• SAM •
• COLE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
• GRACE •
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
• COLE •
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
• SAM •
CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SIXTY
• SAM •
CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
• SAM •
CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
• SAM •
CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
• SAM •
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
• COLE •
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
• COLE •
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
• SAM •
CHAPTER SEVENTY
• COLE •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
• ISABEL •
• COLE •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
• SAM •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
• SAM •
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
• GRACE •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
• ISABEL •
CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
• GRACE •
AUTHOR’S NOTE
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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• SEAN •
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