Dark Currents

Dark Currents

Agent of Hel

Format
ePub
Price
$7.99
 
  • ePub
  • ISBN 9781101615409
  • 416 Pages
  • NAL
  • Adult

Overview

The Midwestern resort town of Pemkowet boasts a diverse population: eccentric locals, wealthy summer people, and tourists by the busload—not to mention fairies, sprites, vampires, naiads, ogres, and a whole host of eldritch folk, presided over by Hel, a reclusive Norse goddess.  
 
To Daisy Johanssen, fathered by an incubus and raised by a single mother, it’s home. And as Hel’s enforcer and the designated liaison to the Pemkowet Police Department, it’s up to her to ensure relations between the mundane and eldritch communities run smoothly.
 
But when a young man from a nearby college drowns—and signs point to eldritch involvement—the town’s booming paranormal tourism trade is at stake. Teamed up with her childhood crush, Officer Cody Fairfax, a sexy werewolf on the down-low, Daisy must solve the crime—and keep a tight rein on the darker side of her nature. For if she’s ever tempted to invoke her demonic birthright, it could accidentally unleash nothing less than Armageddon.  
Dark Currents

Dark Currents

Jacqueline Carey

Praise

“Jacqueline Carey proves her versatility with this compelling and delightful piece of urban fantasy.”—#1 New York Times Bestselling Author Charlaine Harris
 
“Carey’s first urban fantasy turn is as fun and fantastic as her previous efforts; fans will definitely want this, and pronto.”—Library Journal (Starred Review)
 
“Beautifully articulated and intriguingly populated: altogether, an arresting kickoff.”—Kirkus Reviews

Series

Agent of Hel
Autumn Bones
Jacqueline Carey
Poison Fruit
Jacqueline Carey

Extras

Essay

You know those quirky small towns that seem to exist only on TV shows? Towns like Twin Peaks, Cicely, Alaska or Stars Hollow, filled with quirky, loveable characters, where everyone knows everyone else’s business? Well, I live in one.
 
Or three, to be precise. My conjoined home community of Saugatuck–Douglas, Michigan consists of the City of Saugatuck, the City of the Village of Douglas—yes, that’s actually its official name—and Saugatuck Township.
 
We have a beautiful harbor on the Kalamazoo River and gorgeous white sand beaches on Lake Michigan. We have a 100–year–old art school. We have more bars and churches per capita than anyplace else in the state. We have parades; not just Fourth of July parades, but Halloween parades, Easter parades, Mardi Gras parades, Venetian Day boat parades. We have a parade in honor of a wonderful lady who founded many of the parades.
 
We have an Episcopal priest who plays the bagpipes, a Town Crier, a guy who dresses up in a bee costume for no particular reason, and a beloved local plumber known only as River Man.
 
I always knew I’d write about this place one day. In the back of my mind, it was going to be a Very Serious Book, maybe even a mainstream literary book, a Northern Gothic affair that delved into the seething underbelly of this seemingly charming, idiosyncratic community in which I live.
 
My Muse, however, decided otherwise. I’ve always loved urban fantasy, and it seemed like it would be an awful lot of fun to write. I was toying with the thought of what might imbue a place with magic and hit on the notion of an underworld, a play on the Hermetic principle of “As above, so below.”
 
That’s when it hit me. Oh, did I mention we have a buried town? Well, we have an old lumber town that was swallowed by the shifting sands of deforested dunes in the late 1800s. Where better to place an underworld?
 
I named the fictional version of my town Pemkowet, although of course there’s also an East Pemkowet and Pemkowet Township. I added a population of fairies, naiads, werewolves, vampires, ghouls and mythological creatures. I relocated Hel, the Norse goddess of the dead, to the American Midwest.
 
And I gave Hel an agent, someone to serve as a liaison between the underworld and mundane authorities: Daisy Johanssen, reluctant hell–spawn, fathered by the demon Belphegor and raised by a teenaged mother determined to instill good old–fashioned human values in her tempestuous half–breed daughter.
 
Daisy’s far from perfect. She struggles with the temptations of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the knowledge that if she ever claims her demonic birthright, it could unleash Armageddon on earth. But she loves her community, and when a local college kid drowns and eldritch involvement is suspected, she’ll do whatever it takes to solve the crime, including working with her childhood crush, a sexy werewolf on the down–low.
 
It turns out I was right: Urban fantasy is a lot fun to write!

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