Wild Ride
WILD RIDE
Jennifer Crusie
& Bob Mayer
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The wildest ride at Dreamland isnt the roller coaster.
Lots of women think theyve fallen in love with a demon. Mab Brannigan really has...
Mary Alice Brannigan doesn't believe in the supernatural. Nor does she expect to find that shes the newest recruit in the Guardia, an elite team of demon fighters formed centuries before to guard the five Untouchables, the most powerful demons in the history of the world, now imprisoned right there in the Dreamland amusement park. That would be bad enough, but theres a guy shes falling hard for, and theres something about him thats not quite right...
Then theres Ethan Wayne, a former Green Beret whos come home to Dreamland to die. Ethan has his own problems including a bullet in his chest inching closer to his heart, a true love who shoots him on sight, and a mother who drags him into the Guardia after hes possessed by a crazed killer mermaid demon. Between ducking his mothers attempts to reform him and dodging the bullets of a secret government agent hes pretty sure is his soulmate, Ethan really doesnt have time for demons, touchable or not.
But rocky romances and demented demons arent Mab and Ethans only problems: theyre also coping with a crooked politician, a supernatural raven, a secret government agency, an inexperienced sorceress, a betrayer within the Guardia, and some mind-boggling revelations from their own pasts. As their personal demons wreck their newfound relationships and real demons wreck the park, Mab and Ethan find out that the Untouchables have escaped and opened the gate to hell on earth. Now theyre facing down the Devil himself and finding out what everybody whos ever been to an amusement park knows: the end of the ride is the wildest.
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Copyright
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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously.
WILD RIDE. Copyright 2010 by Argh Ink, LLC, and Robert J. Mayer. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. For information, address St. Martin's Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
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Map by Rhys Davies
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Crusie, Jennifer.
Wild ride! Jennifer Crusie & Bob Mayer. - 1st ed. p. cm.
ISBN 978-0-312-53377-9
1. Demons-Fiction. 2. Amusement parksFiction. I. Mayer, Bob, 1959- II. Title.
PS3553.R7858W56 2010 813'.54-dc22
First Edition: Match 2010
10 9 8 7 6 5 4 32
2009040091
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Dedication
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THIS BOOK IS FOR
the amazing Calliope Jinx
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Acknowledgments
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We would like to thank
Our beta readers, Brooke Brannon, Heidi Cullinan, Rachel Plachcinski, Lani Diane Rich, and Anne Stuart,Debbie-for being Bob's better half,Kennywood for giving us a place to start thinking about Dreamland,Joss Whedon for Buffy, the Argh People who brainstormed the fortunes, especially Carolyn T. (Someone close to you has a secret to share), McB (That's not a good look for you, It's going to get worse before it gets better), and Karen F. (He loves you all he can, but he cannot love you very much), Mollie Smith for putting together the Crusie-Mayer website and up with us, Amy Berkower and Jodi Reamer of Writer's House and Meg Ruley of the Jane Rotrosen Agency for also putting up with us,and Jennifer Enderlin for being the best editor any writer could hope for.
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Wild Ride
9
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An hour after they left Delpha at her trailer, Ethan was still trapped on Glenda's banquette, listening to the history of the Guardia and famous Hunters past. He was so tired, he was almost unconscious, and he needed a drink, bad, but she would not shut up. Finally he gave up and reached for his flask.
No, Glenda said.
Just one, Ethan said. It'll clear my head. If there ever was a time for a drink, this was it.
I've got something better. Glenda took the flask from him before he could react. You sit.
She went to the cupboard and took down a mug, and Ethan put his head in his hands. I'm sorry we missed Tura, Mom.
You did fine. We're just out of practice. She dumped whatever it was into the mug, topped it up with water from the sink, stirred it, put it in the microwave, punched the button, and leaned against the counter. We have to get back into shape, all of us. And you have to take this seriously
I do, Ethan said. After tonight, you bet your ass I do. We need organization, a plan. We can't just go wandering around the park -"
The microwave dinged. Glenda opened the door and took the mug out.
- hoping to trip over a demon so we can shout Latin at it.
Drink this. Glenda gave it another quick stir, first clockwise, then counter, then tapped the spoon five times on the rim and handed the steaming mug to him.
He cradled his hands around it, feeling the warmth sink into his skin.
Drink it, Glenda said.
Ethan put the mug to his lips. Whatever was in it smelled enticing. He took a deep swallow, feeling the warmth coil down his throat, into his guts. Then he bolted for the door as the liquid savagely uncoiled and came roaring back up. He made it outside and bent over, retching so hard he expected to see his internal organs come spewing out.
He was aware that Glenda was next to him, the mug in her hand as he slowly straightened. She held it out once more. Drink.
What the hell is that crap? Ethan demanded, staring at his mother.
We need you, Ethan. We need you at full strength and sober. We don't have time for the poison in your body to work its way out naturally. 'this will take the alcohol from your system. She pushed the mug toward him. Drink it.
Ethan knocked the mug from her hand, spilling it over the ground.
Don't tell me what to do. Not when cocktail hour for you starts at noon and goes till midnight. He saw her flinch and felt like hell. He straightened slowly. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Look, I'm with you now, I understand about the demons, I'll make a plan, we'll get the two that are out back inside, and then I'll review everything, the security system, the rides, the statues, I'll go over every inch. But don't tell me I'm a drunk the same night I'm almost killed by something I don't even believe in."
Glenda went back into the trailer, and he followed her and slumped onto the banquette, exhausted.
Okay, he said, trying to focus. I don't want any more history. Where's Ashley?
I sent Gus and Young Fred to look for her hours ago. Glenda put the kettle on the stove and lit the fire under it, keeping her back to him. It's late. Everybody's left the park. There isn't anybody for Tura to possess. She'll probably just let Ashley go.
Ashley's wounded, Ethan said. She's going to wonder how that happened.