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  • Series: Jolie Wilkins
  • Mass Market Paperback: 336 pages
  • Publisher: Bantam (September 25, 2012)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0345531582
  • ISBN-13: 978-0345531582
  • Product Dimensions: 4.1 x 0.9 x 6.9 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 5.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (385 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #591,703 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

H. P. Mallory is the author of the Jolie Wilkins series as well as the Dulcie O’Neil series. She began her writing career as a self-published author and after reaching a tremendous amount of success, decided to become a traditionally published author and hasn’t looked back since.
H. P. Mallory lives in Southern California with her husband and son, where she is at work on her next book.

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I blinked.

I blinked a few more times, and even then my vision was still cloudy, like I was just waking up with a massive hangover in a room bright with sunlight. I covered my eyes with my hand, trying to ward away the garish attack of light, hoping that my sense of hearing might help me figure out where I was. But my heart was beating so fast, it sounded like waves crashing into my ears.

I dropped my hand from my eyes and forced myself to focus, to concentrate on the scenery around me so I could get some sense of where I was and what had happened. Once I was able to make out the rocks that interrupted the otherwise deep blue ocean before me, I realized it wasn’t my heart that was echoing through my ears at all, but the actual waves. I glanced down at my shoes and took in the sand, feeling the sea breeze as it whipped around my ankles and caused me to shiver involuntarily.


I felt like I was moving in slow motion as I turned to face Rand. His dark brown eyes showed his concern for me as he smiled, and his dimples made him appear almost boyish. His deep chocolate hair was tousled, as if he’d just awakened from a restless night. He was breathtakingly beautiful, as always. At the sight of him, something warm began to grow within me and I recognized the feeling—­relief melded with love.

If Rand was here, I was safe.

But the question remained: Where exactly was I?

I swallowed hard, trying to bridge the gap that was growing in my mind. I’d been home in . . . Los Angeles only moments ago and now I was . . . now I was . . .

I glanced around again, at the beach and then behind me. I took in the craggy hillside that led up to pastures of heather, dotted with enormous pine trees and a three-­story white mansion, the plaque of which proclaimed itself to be kinloch kirk. Somehow, the title resonated with me and carried me to a place in my mind that I hadn’t visited in a while.

Kinloch Kirk is the home of the Queen of the Underworld, I told myself. It’s my home.

“We’re back in Scotland,” I whispered to Rand as I faced him again, the dawning realization forcing the clouds from my mind. He said nothing, just nodded and reached for me, engulfing me in his strong arms. I leaned my head against his chest and inhaled his spicy, masculine scent, relishing the feel of his embrace.

“You failed.”

It was a woman’s voice—­austere and calculating—­and I knew it well. I turned to face the prophetess, Mercedes Berg, who stared past us, her mouth angry. The prophetess was the highest of all the witches and also the Queen’s chief ambassador, my chief ambassador. But what struck me was how upset she was that her plan hadn’t succeeded. Actually, it had been a complete fiasco.

And that was when it all came back to me, like someone had just pumped memory juice directly into my brain.

Mercedes had broken the rules of time by sending the vampire Sinjin Sinclair two years back in time to meet me before I ever became Queen . . . hell, before I was even aware that I was a witch. And Sinjin’s purpose? To get to know me before Rand did, thereby ensuring that I would never fall in love with Rand, which is what truly happened. Sinjin had wanted me to fall in love with him instead, and as much as I now hated to admit it, he’d succeeded.

But luckily for me, Rand hadn’t given up. A gifted warlock, he had recruited the help of Mathilda, a fairy. They’d traveled back in time to beat Sinjin at his own game. Why Mercedes had orchestrated the whole thing, I still didn’t know. And why had Sinjin agreed to it? Well, I also didn’t know for sure, but I did have my suspicions. He undoubtedly wanted the promise of power that went along with being the paramour of the Queen of the Underworld.

“I attempted.”

At the sound of Sinjin’s voice, I felt something within me constrict. I had to fight the feeling, though, because I’d promised myself I would get over him.

I refused to look at him. The power of his betrayal still felt like a knife in my back. Instead, I faced Mercedes and felt anger riding up my throat. She appeared so nonchalant, almost indifferent, as if sending Sinjin back in time and royally screwing up my life was no big deal. She acted like it was no more serious than if she’d just stepped on an unfortunate beetle.

“And apparently you failed,” Mercedes said, facing Sinjin with an expression that was none too friendly. I didn’t miss the fact that Sinjin had no comeback. But I still refused to look at him.

“Why did you do it?” Rand demanded of Mercedes. He took a step toward her, his shoulders tight. She turned away from him without answering. “Why the bloody hell did you do it?” he repeated, and his voice was rough, his English accent more pronounced and heated with his anger. I was suddenly afraid of a possible confrontation between the two of them.

“You must not doubt the prophetess,” Mathilda suddenly piped up from behind me. I turned to face her, in surprise, not having realized she was present. The oldest and wisest of the fae, Mathilda was slight, barely four feet tall. Her long, silvery hair flowed around her body. When I looked at her, I sometimes couldn’t tell how old she was. She’d told me a long time ago that each person’s perception of her was different—­they see her however they choose to see her—­ apparently my confused mind was unable to distinguish her age.

But back to the time-travel thing . . . Right before Mercedes sent Sinjin back in time, I was looking for my cat, who had escaped from the house. Instead of finding her, I stumbled across Mercedes as she was performing a time-­traveling charm on Sinjin. It was on the beach, just below the bluffs of Kinloch Kirk. Knowing it wouldn’t be long before everything I knew was whisked away from me, I used my telepathic connection to warn Rand—­who was miles away at the time—­about Mercedes’ intentions. Then, boom! When I woke up, it was two years in the past, in Los Angeles. I was completely unaware of the fact that I was officially Queen of the Underworld. Truth be told, I hadn’t even met Rand or Sinjin because they had yet to venture into my life.

To make a long story short, Rand, Sinjin, and Mathilda were able to return to the present. (I hadn’t traveled back in time to begin with, so I didn’t have to make the trek back.) I was surprised that everyone had returned to the same place—­right here on the beach where Mercedes had first sent Sinjin on his merry way into the past. I wasn’t sure why, but I had guessed that upon returning, each person would reappear wherever he or she had departed. Well, clearly that wasn’t the case. ’Course, I also couldn’t say I understood the hows and whys about time travel, so maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised.

“Damn not doubting her,” Rand raged.

“I had but one goal,” Mercedes answered in her same level tone, fixing her gaze on Rand and then on me.

“What was it?” I asked, my voice sounding hollow and drained, which wasn’t surprising considering everything going on around me.

“I made the decision to ensure the safety of our Queen and sovereign,” Mercedes finished, raising a brow at Rand as if to say, How can you argue with that?

“Her safety against what?” Rand asked as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. It seemed as if just the very thought of a threat to my safety bothered him.

Mercedes didn’t alter her straight-­lipped expression. Instead, she stared at him vacantly for about two seconds. “The Lurkers,” she finished succinctly. “Sending the Queen back in time would give us another two years to train her in an environment free of Lurkers.” I was about to respond when she held up her hand. “I never told you, Jolie, but I could sense something was coming, something dangerous.”

“So you decided to send Sinjin back in time to avoid it?” I asked.

She nodded. “It was the only way I could protect you, to give us more time to plan our retaliation.”

“Fat lot of good it did,” I muttered. The Lurkers, a breed of half-­human/half-­vampire creatures who had a vendetta against all Underworld residents, had done as good a job of attacking me in the past as they had in the future—­well, now my present. Shit, this time-­travel stuff was going to get confusing fast.

“What do you mean?” Mercedes pressed.

“She means that the Lurkers found her even though you upset the balance of time. So your reasoning was completely flawed,” Rand finished, his eyes burning.

“The Lurkers found you?” Mercedes asked slowly, spearing me with her eyes.

I nodded, reliving my fear as I remembered my brush with the Lurkers and how they had poisoned my dreams. “Yes.”


“They sent me a dream,” I answered, remembering the images—­a battlefield littered with bodies, an image of a throne unattended. It was a dreamscape that appeared to me twice in my sleep. The first time, I awoke with the realization that the Lurkers were not only half-­vampires, but also possessors of magic. The second time I had the dream, I was back in Los Angeles, two years ago, and the images resulted in an attack on my psyche. “My magic wasn’t strong enough to fight the images and I became very sick.”

“She could have died,” Rand finished for me, his lips tighter than before. I could feel his hands fisting around me, and I glanced up at him and...

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I enjoyed this series of books by H.P. Mallory.
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I started reading the moment the book downloaded to my kindle and could not put it down!
Her characters are so well developed and her story line is true to life!
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72 of 75 people found the following review helpful By Love2Read on September 26, 2012
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On page 223 Jolie makes this conclusion to something she is told "It was a statement that shouldn't have been issued so drily or treated like a minor detail." I would go so far as to say you could remove the word "statment" and replace it with this final installment of the series. I'm sure from reading all the previous reviews that mine will not be a popular one with readers. But I'm writing it as fairly as I can from being just as invested in this series as many others have been.

There is no way to continue my review without the inclusion of spoilers, so be warned from reading further if you have yet to read this book.


This book had a good start and then a long lag in the middle, but picked up again in the end. Jolie has returned back to the present time...AGAIN. She is moving on with her reign as Queen of the Underworld and after banishing Sinjin from the underworld, finds herself...once again...whisked off without her consent to "Lurkerville", which turns out to be somewhere in Germany. It was at this point my frustration really hit because between the two time travel moments she had without her prior consent is now happening again with a transportation to another place, again without her consent. This was one too many times, in my opinion, to have Jolie who is so very powerful, who is guarded by some pretty powerful witches, warlocks, fae and the prophetess, to have it be possible to be taken again without her consent without even one of her protectors to stop it. It was a played out storyline for me.

The constant battles she has in her mind with herself was played out and confusing, especially when it was occuring at the same time that Rand was speaking to her or her to him through their bond.
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14 of 15 people found the following review helpful By Karen Fowler on September 25, 2012
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I'm a huge fan of HP Mallory's. Not only does she invent such quirky characters, but she has a way of making me divide my loyalties when it comes to who the main character, Jolie, should end up with (in my opinion.) And her creative plot lines are so much fun to immerse myself in and drown out the daily sorking-stiff boredom.

That said, I found this latest installment in the series a bit of a departure from the "norm" of things. I don't want to give away any of the plotting, but I'll just say that this book is more focused on Jolie (independent of the whole Rand/ Sinjin thing) and that took some getting used to. Like I said earlier, I am soooo on the fence about which guy is the *right* one for her that I craved move screen time with each of them.

Something Witchy also reveals a few big surprises that will forever alter Jolie's path, so if you haven't picked up your copy of this novel yet hurry up and do so! I've been waiting for the release for months just so I could discuss!
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17 of 20 people found the following review helpful By TW Brown, Author, Editor, and Reviewer on September 25, 2012
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Once again, I am weighing in with the "guy's" opinion here. I found this to be the strongest offering of the series. Jolie did something that is, in y opinion, vital to making a series something special: She matured as a character. It can be very easy to simply write the character as a static creation that plows ahead with the same mindset in offering after offering. What makes this work is the same thing that works for Kim Harrison's characters...the character grows from life events just as a "real" person might.

This offering will satisfy most fans of the series with the events that unfold. I offer no spoilers here...that would be unfair to the fans who have invested their time in this wonderful series. What I will say is that H.P. Mallory provides closure while leaving enough here for a continuation.

If you have found this while searching for a quality read in the "paranormal romance" or "urban fantasy" category, then start at book oneFire Burn And Cauldron Bubble: The Jolie Wilkins Series (Volume 1). You will be glad you did.
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10 of 11 people found the following review helpful By Gidget Girl on December 9, 2012
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But I like to talk to myself.
It's really annoying though.
But it seems to be the only way my writer knows to get a point across.
See, Jolie, sometimes the reader doesn't know if you are having an internal debate or mindspeaking Rand.
Who cares? It's all about me.
But isn't it about the reader too? You are so self involved!
Well, reader, if you don't like it just go read something else.
Oh, ok, I think I will.
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9 of 10 people found the following review helpful By Amazon Customer on September 27, 2012
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The more I read this book, the more I realized that I officially cannot stand Jolie. This author can tell a great story, but her characters in this book are lacking. Another reviewer mentioned the inner monologue and how it was irritating to read; it was (in the previous books as well). Jolie trusts no one but Sinjin (who in the previous book betrayed her big time) and witholds information that is dangerous. She does not even trust her mate and always hides things from him because she's afraid he'll stop loving her; she also places the very people she's supposed to represent in harm's way because of her idiocy. How can you love someone when you can't trust them with anything important (or anything at all)? Maybe this was a way to humanize the character, but it became too much and essentially ruined this series for me. I gave this 3 stars because the story is a good one and flows well, but the main characters made me so mad I wanted to delete the book.
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