BOOK REVIEW - MAGIC ON THE LINE by DEVON MONK - ALLIE BECKSTROM # 7

By: Devon Monk

Published By : Roc

Released: Available Now

Details : Paperback from library, 345 Pages

RATING: 4.5 TIMES ARE A CHANGING STARS!!

Book Blurb: Taken From Goodreads

Allison Beckstrom has willingly paid the price of pain to use magic, and has obeyed the rules of the Authority, the clandestine organization that makes-and enforces-all magic policy. But when the Authority's new boss, Bartholomew Wray, refuses to believe that the sudden rash of deaths in Portland might be caused by magic, Allie must choose to follow the Authority's rules, or turn against the very people for whom she's risked her life.

To stop the plague of dark magic spreading through the city, all that she values will be on the line: her magic, her memories, her life. Now, as dead magic users rise to feed upon the innocent and the people closest to her begin to fall, Allie is about to run out of options.

BOOK REVIEW by Michelle :

The Tables have turned...and some rather hasty spring cleaning has been done. A new Authority watch has been formed by the blatantly, obviously batting for evil, or power, rather than good, Bartholomew Bray.

Not a nice dude!

There are Veiled popping up doing some naaassssty things, getting all bitey, bitey and this needs to be stopped .

I am just crushing badly on Shamus aka Shame, he is just a gorgeous character. Poor Shame is in a lot of pain and just keeps on doing his thing.

I did chuckle at Shamus and Terric at the little get together and Grant. Now if you know Grant, well you can imagine why Shame got his feathers ruffled...even though he isn’t that way inclined??

I do feel sad for Terric, he has it bad for Shame, and whether Shame is or isn’t, Devon is keeping tight lipped and the tension keeps rolling on.

I felt bad for Allie when it came to her feelings, Zayvion had a love for Chase and he has to grieve while she watches. Not an easy thing to do.

I did feel like Zay and Allie’s relationship is ...well, what’s the word. They love each other and respect each other, but this book had them more, maybe tip toeing around each other. Is that the right words to use? Put it this way... it didn’t feel to me as close as it has in the past, even though it is. 

Poor loyal to the core Davy, gets himself in a pickle and is struggling to stay alive.
New characters are introduced. Not sure whether to trust Collins, but he seems to be ok at the moment. Is he a genius, a torturous , dangerous, mad man? Can he be trusted with Davy's life in his hands?

Dad is still rattling about in Allie’s head offering words of wisdom when necessary.

My big ol’ lug of a cutey Stone, is always about when Allie needs him most. I missed seeing him play with the plumbing or play with his Jenga blocks. No click clacking as he walked across her apartment. I miss Stone living with Allie, I admit it. 

I do love this series and I do believe I am forming a rather large crush on Shamus, he is stealing the limelight from Zay. I am looking forward to Magic Without Mercy # 8, so stay tuned....

FAVE QUOTES:

“Sweet stalker love,” Shame said. “Maybe I have been doing it wrong, Jones.” 
I pulled away, looked into Zayvion’s eyes. “I’m glad you followed me.” 
Shame sighed. “Jesus. I need to get laid.” 



“I got him,” Shame said. He was sober. I didn’t think I’d seen Shame take so much as a sip of beer. “So, Ter, you gonna stare out at the empty all night?” He put his hand on Terric’s shoulder. “Or you going to put your shirt on , for all that’s decent , man?” 

“I’m not wearing a shirt?”Terric sounded surprised.

“Nope.” Shame handed him his shirt. “It’s right here.”

“How do you do that? Find my shirt like that? You always know. When I need stuff.”

“Yes. I always know when you need a shirt.” Shame gave me a tolerant look.





“I’m done bailing your naked ass out of jail.”

Terric got into his shirt and buttoned most of the buttons. “False arrest. I wasn’t naked.”

“Socks don’t count, Ter.” 



..... ”It’s not my fault we work so good together. And I really....” He looked up at Shame, searching for something in his face. “I really want us to be.....something.” 



“So are you?” I asked Shame.

“Am I what?” he said.

“A threat.”

He started the car and drove down the access road. “He hurt my mother. I’m not a threat. I’m a promise.”





“You look like hell.”

I lifted my middle finger.

He laughed. It was good to hear.

Michelle