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The fourth Kate Daniels novel from the #1 New York Times bestselling author who “defines urban fantasy” (Fresh Fiction).

Kate Daniels works for the Order of the Knights of Merciful Aid, officially as a liaison with the mercenary guild. Unofficially, she cleans up the paranormal problems no one else wants to handle—especially if they involve Atlanta’s shapeshifting community.
 
When she’s called in to investigate a fight at the Steel Horse, a bar midway between the territories of the shapeshifters and the necromancers, Kate quickly discovers there’s a new player in town. One who’s been around for thousands of years—and rode to war at the side of Kate’s father.
 
This foe may be too much even for Kate and Curran, the Lord of the Beasts, to handle. Because this time, Kate will be taking on family...
Ilona Andrews is the pseudonym for a husband-and-wife writing team. Together they are the coauthors of the #1 New York Times bestselling Kate Daniels urban fantasy series and the romantic urban fantasy novels of the Edge. They currently reside in Texas with their two children and numerous pets.
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Title:Magic BleedsFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:384 pages, 6.71 × 4.19 × 0.98 inPublished:May 25, 2010Publisher:Penguin Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved it! It just keeps getting better.
Date published: 2017-04-22
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great Book I loved this book! #plumreview
Date published: 2016-11-19
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Magic Bleeds I fell in love with all these complex intriguing characters in book one... I whipped through book two (this one ) and I'm reading book four now and have already purchased books five and six. Yeah they are that good! Each book gets better and better
Date published: 2013-10-10
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Something a little different this time. I found Magic Bleeds a little different from the previous installments in the Kate Daniel's series. Magic Bleeds still has oodles of action and violence but its real strength is in the history it reveals. We learn so much more about Kate in this installment. There are wonderful fables that reveal the truths of Kate's heritage. Kate and Curran also get more focus than previous installments and the resolution was totally satisfying. I enjoy that nothing comes easily for Kate - she fights for and over everything. I loved the change in pace and I can't wait to immerse myself in Magic Slays.
Date published: 2012-04-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Love this series I just got into this series even though I'd looked at it for awhile. I'd strongly recommend it. I really liked the world the authors have created and I loved that while Kate grows as a character she is always true to the Kate we meet in the first book. The fact that they stretched Kate and Curran's relationship out over the four books made it more real. I'm looking forward to see where this series goes!
Date published: 2010-12-20
Rated 5 out of 5 by from OMG well worth the wait!! OMG is really all I can say to describe how I felt about this book...the whole series is fantastic. I recomend it to anyone who likes Patricia Briggs. Ilona has created this amazing world and thrown in an awesome tension filled relationship that keeps you on edge and wanting more....Now on to the real battle, time to conquer her father...I can't wait!!!
Date published: 2010-08-13
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Loved it! I love love love this series! Although I did find that there wasn't as much humour in this one as the other three, it was still good. Kate and Curran finally make a decision about their relationship and once again there's action all the way through. The only character I do not care for is Andrea. I find every scene with her boring and irritating. This is definately one of my favorite series. I can't wait to read the fifth and if anyone knows when it comes out, please let me know!
Date published: 2010-07-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from This Series Just Gets Better and Better! If you are a fan of Ilona Andrew’s Kate Daniels series, you are going to LOVE this book! If you are simply a fan of urban fantasy books that consist of fast paced stories, incredible characters, well built worlds and a touch of pulse raising romance, you are going to LOVE this book! “Magic Bleeds” is the fourth instalment in super writing team Ilona and Gordon Andrews’ Kate Daniels series. It isn’t necessary to read the previous books in order to enjoy this one. The authors do an excellent job at recapping the pertinent events from the previous books so you don’t feel lost. But they do it in a way that those who have read the books don’t feel a sense of “I know, I know, get on with it already”. You will miss some of the intensity of Kate and Curran’s relationship though. And boy, intense it is in this book! We were promised that Magic Bleeds would settle Kate and Curran’s relationship one way or the other. I sighed, I huffed and I squealed my way through, and was not disappointed in the least with the end result. Is it possible for Curran to be even yummier? Apparently yes, yes it is. Curran is one of my favourite lead males of any series. He’s witty and strong, yet caring and fair. Kate also happens to be one of my favourites. She cracks me up! Her one liners are great and her character is the perfect mix of strength and vulnerability which make her approachable and kick ass. After reading a Kate Daniels book, I tend to re-live it in my head for quite some time. To me, that is the sign of great authors. The writing is sharp, the characters are lovely and the world is brilliant. Seriously, if you haven’t checked out this series yet, jump on it! It is FANTASTIC. I can’t wait until the next installment (most likely in 2011) *sigh* 5+stars
Date published: 2010-06-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Ilona Andrews scores again! Kate Daniels goes through hell and back again. Plagues are being released in Atlanta and it's up to Kate to find out how. Curran and Kate have uber tension and Kate finds a new friend :) Cannot wait for the next one. I highly recommend reading the short story "Magic Mourns" in the anthology "Must Love Hellhounds" as there are events mentioned in Bleeds that are not explained.
Date published: 2010-06-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The best book yet This is my favorite series, and this is by far the best book so far. Kate and Curran finally figure out what they are to each other and Kate's past has finally caught up with her. Everybody must take a side and make a stand, there is action, romance and everything in between. I could go on and on about this book, but JUST READ IT
Date published: 2010-05-27
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Excellent addition to a fantastic series I've been waiting for Magic Bleeds, rather impatiently I might add, since I finished the last paragraph of Magic Strickes. It takes the world Ilona Andrews has introduced us to and continues to build on it., we have characters that grow and change yet hold on to the spark that entranced us from the first read. I highly recommend this book!! Start with the first book in the series Magic Bites and don't look back.
Date published: 2010-05-26
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Love Kate. Love His Furriness! Kate is furious that Curran did not show up for her date, and no longer wants to even talk to her. To get over it Kate dives into work, and is soon in the middle of a new and terrifying investigation. An unknown person is walking into the big establishments in town and killing people. There does not seem to be a pattern or any clues. All the witness seem to remember it entirely differently. Seems the new player in town is Kate’s Aunt. Erra uses mages like the People use vampires. Erra can control them and use their powers for her self. When Erra finds out who Kate is, Erra makes eliminating Kate her number one objective. When she can’t get Kate she starts going after all that Kate cares about. Julie, the shifters and Curran are at the top of Erra’s list. How does one stop an ancient and unstoppable being? While Kate figures out what to do next, she also finds she must make a decision about Curran. Once it is discovered that Curran does want Kate he was unable to get to her, Curran wants her for his mate no if’s and’s or but’s about it. Can Kate have her pie and eat it too? This is the make it or break it book. Book four of the Kate Daniels series was everything that I was hoping it would be. I was a little worried that Andrews would go off in another direction, but she delivered with flying colours. Andrews writing style is one that I just love and I ended up devouring this book. There is so much that I want to say about this book, but to do so would give away so much. I just can’t say enough good things about this series!!
Date published: 2010-05-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from And there's pie! Magic Bleeds is the fourth book in this excellent series and to use the authors' own description, it is a pivotal book in the series. It is also fantastic. I loved it from start to finish. Andrews once again delivers a novel that meshes sizzling romantic tension with nail biting urban fantasy action perfectly. The plot and action sequences always manage to stay center stage, never feeling lackluster in comparison with the “will they or won’t they” subplot. The story opens with the dinner that fans have all been waiting for. Unsuprisingly, it doesn't go quite as planned, the fallout of which has the budding relationship between Kate and Curran, the Beast Lord of Atlanta, in peril. Her love life becomes the least of her worries though when a big bad evil doer comes to town and starts driving shapeshifters wild and infecting people with contagious diseases. It's up to Kate to take care of business in the best way she knows how. Things get even more dangerous for Kate and those she loves as her identity gets harder to hide and her family ups the stakes. Magic Bleeds is an important book in the series. Kate has been in hiding for years but she's played it a bit fast and loose in the last books, taking chances with her secrets to protect the growing number of people that she considers friends. Kate is a protector by nature. She's willing to fight and die to keep the ones she is loyal to safe. That's one of the things that I've loved about her from the beginning. And in this book she has to decide if her secrets are worth risking those she loves. She has to decide if she should cut and run or if she should stand and fight and take a chance on a real future. It's emotional and sometimes hard to read, but like the hard choices Kate makes, it's worth it in the end. Kate is one of my favorite urban fantasy heroines. She's prickly, she's tough, she kicks the sh!t out of bad guys and she LIKES it. I respect that. She doesn't pretend to be something she's not. She doesn't spend pages and chapters bemoaning what she is and isn't. She knows her strengths and her weaknesses and works with them. Yeah, she's stubborn as the mule she rides and sometimes noble to a fault, but she's real and relatable and you can't help rooting for her to kickass and win the day. She's also vulnerable and conflicted at times. She's loving and protective and loyal. You do not want her for an enemy but you would be so lucky to have her as a friend. She's not perfect at the whole relationships thing, but then she's never had them before. She's learning as she goes and she makes mistakes but it's not for lack of trying. Kate is an all-in kinda girl. She will never love or hate you half way. You'll always know where you stand with her. Curran is the ultimate Beast Lord and delivers like you would expect one to in Magic Bleeds. He is pissy, temperamental, sarcastic, dangerous, standoffish, and growly. Very Growly. He will also make your toes tingle and your heart swell. A relationship between Kate and Curran will never be easy, but this book asks the question - do both of them have the strength to try? And if so, will the big bad evil doers even give them the chance? Ilona and Gordon Andrews do not disappoint in Magic Bleeds. It reads like a game changer - tying up some long running plot lines while expanding and revealing new ones. It is dark, funny (I laughed out loud at some parts), gritty, romantic and leaves you staring at the calendar and counting down the days til the next one. 2010-108
Date published: 2010-05-25

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Forty minutes later Saiman pulled into a parking lot before a large mansion. We’d climbed north, far into the affluent part of Atlanta, but this house made “affluent” sound like an insult. Too large for its lot, the building sprawled, rising two oversized stories into the night and edging its southern neighbors out of the way. When Atlanta’s rich built new houses, they typically imitated antebellum Southern style, but this monster was decidedly English: red brick, huge windows, dark ivy frosted with new snow, and a balcony. All it needed was a fresh-faced English miss in a lacy dress.“What’s this?” I eyed the windows that spilled yellow electric light onto the snow.“Bernard’s.” Saiman sank a world of meaning into the word, which whistled happily over my head.I glanced at him.“It’s a party house.”“I hope for your sake it’s a very tame party.” If he had taken me to some sort of sex orgy, he would fly right through one of those pretty windows, headfirst.“Not that kind,” he assured me. “It’s a place where Atlanta’s rich and influential gather to be seen and to be social. Technically it’s a restaurant, but the patrons are the real draw, not the food. The atmosphere is informal and most people mingle, drink in hand.”Oh boy. Rich and influential. Precisely the crowd I wanted to avoid. “And you brought me here?”“I warned you that you would be on display. Please don’t grind your teeth, Kate. It makes your jaw look more square.”Saiman parked at the end of the lot.“No valet?”“People who patronize Bernard’s rarely relinquish control of their cars.”I slid Slayer between the seats and opened my car door. Getting out without catching the heel of my shoe on my hem took a moment, and by the time I had accomplished this feat of dexterity, Saiman was there with his arm and his smile.Why did I agree to this again? Aaah yes. Because I had no choice.I let Saiman walk me up the steps. Above us a couple on the balcony laughed at something. The woman’s laughter had a slightly hysterical pitch.We negotiated a vestibule and a luxurious staircase, and Saiman escorted me to the second floor, where a number of small tables dotted a wide room. A smiling hostess in a tiny black dress led us to a table. I sat so I could see the door and surveyed the crowd. Expensive women and expensive men traded pleasantries. A few glanced at us. No hired help. Odd.“Where are the bodyguards?” I murmured.“Bernard’s is a sanctuary,” Saiman said. “Violence is strictly prohibited. Should someone break the rule, the entirety of Atlanta’s elite would rise to bring him down.”In my experience, when the violence broke out, the entirety of Atlanta’s elite scattered and ran for its life.Saiman ordered cognac, I ordered water. The drinks arrived almost immediately. Saiman picked up his heavy crystal glass, warming the amber liquid it held with his palm. Déjà vu. We’d done this song and dance at the Midnight Games.“Just so you know: if a rakshasa shows up, I left my sword in the car.”Saiman’s affable expression gained an edge. “It was a dreadful affair. Thankfully it’s behind us.”He drained his glass. In seconds he had another, emptied that one as well in a single swallow, and was brought a fresh one.I leaned forward and nodded at the cognac about to chase its fellows down Saiman’s throat. “What’s the rush?”“It’s simply sugar.” He shrugged and emptied the glass. “I exerted myself earlier today and need to replenish my resources.”The waiter flittered by and deposited a huge square bottle of cognac on the table. “With our compliments, sir.”Saiman nodded and splashed cognac into his glass. His hand shook slightly. Saiman was nervous. I scrutinized the set of his jaw. Not just nervous, but angry. He was psyching himself up for something and fueling it with liquid courage. Not good.He noticed me looking. Our eyes met. His lips curved in a smile. Unlike the self-satisfied smile of an expert taking pride in his accomplishment, this was the smile of a man looking at a woman and fantasizing.I gave him my flat stare. Down, boy.“You look so surprisingly striking, Kate,” Saiman murmured and gulped cognac down like it was water.“Slow down.”Saiman leaned forward. “I would buy you a new dress every weekend just for the privilege of sliding it off of you.”Not in this lifetime. “You’re drunk.”“Nonsense.” He poured more liquor. “It’s my third glass.”“Fifth.”He studied the amber liquid. “Do men often tell you you’re enchanting?”“No. Men often tell me I hit very hard.” Hint, hint.“Every woman should be told she’s attractive. Men are seduced by their eyes, women by their ears. I would tell you every night and every morning.”He was just going and going. “That’s nice.”“You would like it.” Half of the cognac was already gone. Even with his racehorse-on-crack metabolism, he had to be wasted. “You would like the things I would say. The things I would do.”“Sure, I would.” Maybe if Mr. Casanova drank himself under the table, I’d get the waiter to help me carry him down to the parking lot and we’d call it a night.Worry nagged at me. I’d never seen Saiman drunk. Drinking, yes, but not drunk.I glanced behind me. At the far wall sat a large table full of hors d’oeuvres. If I couldn’t prevent him from drinking, perhaps I could distract him with food.“Would you mind if I helped myself to some?”He rose, as expected. Drunk or not, Saiman’s manners were flawless. “Allow me to escort you.”We strolled to the appetizers. I positioned myself so I could have a better view of the floor. Saiman loitered next to me.“Aren’t you hungry?” I asked him.“Not particularly.”“What about replenishing your resources?”“Ah yes! Thank you for reminding me.” He raised his empty glass and within seconds a waiter brought him a full one.Bertram’s six, Kate zero.I surveyed the food. Directly in front of me was a silver platter filled with tiny fried squares. Each square supported a cube of minced meat, flecked with tiny pieces of green onion, sesame seeds, and what might have been grated ginger.“Tuna tartare,” Saiman told me. “It’s delectable.”I picked up a square and popped it into my mouth. Saiman’s gaze snagged on my lips. A few more drinks and he might strip naked and offer to dance with me in the falling snow outside. How the hell did I get myself into these things?“Do you like it?” he asked.“It’s go—”Jim walked through the door, wearing a black cloak and a scowl.Oh, hell.He paused in the door, surveying the crowd and radiating menace. In the gathering of Atlanta’s glittering elite, the alpha of Clan Cat stood out like a solid block of darkness. He saw me and reeled back, wide-eyed, looking like a cat who’d been unexpectedly popped on the nose—shocked and indignant at the same time.I would never live this down.Behind him, Daniel and Jennifer, the alpha wolf couple, strode through the door. Interesting.Jim flashed his teeth. A young man quickly detached himself from the opposite end of the room and hurried over.A bulky form blocked the doorway next. Mahon. The Bear of Atlanta, alpha of Clan Heavy, and the Pack’s executioner. What the hell was going on?Jim drew the young man aside. Green rolled over his eyes. He said something. The man glanced at me. His eyes widened.A tall handsome man came through the door, side by side with a leaner, darker man a few years younger and pretty enough to be stunning. Robert and Thomas Lonesco, the alpha rats. More people followed, all with the liquid grace of shapeshifters.Houston, we have a problem. “We need to leave.”“Oh no.” Saiman’s eyes flared with a crazy light. “No, we must stay.”Jim continued his fierce chewing-out. It was a very one-sided conversation.A plump middle-aged woman stepped through the door next, registered me, and pursed her lips. Aunt B, the alpha of the boudas. Saiman had dragged me into a restaurant where the Pack Council apparently had dinner. Alphas from every clan were in attendance . . .My ears caught a voice I knew very well. I couldn’t have possibly heard it all the way from across the room, but I sensed it all the same. My fingers turned ice-cold.A familiar muscular figure walked through the door.Curran.He turned his blond head. Gray eyes looked at me.Time stopped.The floor dropped down from under my feet and I floated, disconnected, seeing only him. For a second he looked as if he’d been slapped.He thought I’d rejected him.Curran’s gaze shifted to Saiman. Molten gold flooded his irises, burning off all reason and turning it into rage. Shit.Jim said something at Curran’s side, then said something else.Curran gave no indication he heard him.He wore khakis, a black turtleneck, and a leather jacket. For him, that was the equivalent of formal wear. He must’ve come here for some special occasion. Maybe he wouldn’t rip Saiman to pieces in public. Maybe pigs would fly.Next to me, Saiman smiled. “We all want what we can’t have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.”Dear God. The fool had actually orchestrated the whole thing. I was on display for Curran’s benefit. I opened my mouth but words failed to come out.“He can do nothing here.” Saiman sipped from his glass. “After the Red Stalker affair, the People and the Pack instituted a monthly rendezvous held here in neutral territory, to keep the lines of communication open and discuss business. Any deviation from the protocol would mean war. He can’t move a finger out of line.”Jim was still talking, but Curran wasn’t listening. He was looking at us with that unblinking focused stare.I finally forced my voice to work. “You brought me here to humiliate the Beast Lord? Are you out of your mind?”An ugly grimace skewed Saiman’s features. The civilized mask slid off his face. His voice was a rough snarl. “Would you like to know what humiliation is? Humiliation is being forced to sit quietly and mind your manners sandwiched between two brutish animals at your own venue. Humiliation is being told when to leave and when to arrive, to be confined to your quarters, and to have claws on your neck at the slightest deviation from your orders. That’s what he did to me at the Midnight Games.”Saiman had spent the tournament sitting between Aunt B and Mahon. So that’s what this was all about. His towering arrogance couldn’t take it. He must’ve seethed for weeks, and I had played right into it. That’s why he’d drunk his weight in booze. Curran was pressurized violence and Saiman had expected a confrontation.“Of course, you know that he wants you.” Saiman grinned, a savage bearing of teeth.“He can hear you.” Shapeshifter hearing surpassed human, and Curran had to be straining every nerve to catch our voices.“I want him to hear. I’m an expert at lust and he lusts after you. He’s possessive. He would’ve tried to claim you and you must’ve rejected him the way you had rejected me; otherwise you wouldn’t be available to join me here. I wanted him to see it. To drink it in. I have you and he doesn’t.”Idiot. “Saiman, be quiet.”Curran’s face was unreadable.Saiman bent toward me. “Let me tell you about love. I once seduced a bride and a groom on their wedding night. I had him before the reception and her afterward. I did it solely for fun, to see if I could do it. Two people at the start of their new life together, having just promised to forsake all others. If that’s not proof of the impermanence of love, what is?”Curran graduated to a full alpha stare. It was the primeval, merciless glare of a predator sighting his prey. It slammed my senses. I stared right back into the golden irises. Bring it. I have a lot of pent-up aggression I saved just for you.Aunt B turned to the two rats, said something with a smile, and together they walked into the side room marked PRIVATE PARTY. One by one the alphas followed her.Saiman laughed softly. “We aren’t without similarities, Curran and I. We both fall prey to lust. We both guard our pride and suffer from jealousy. We both employ our resources to get what we want: I use my wealth and my body and he uses his position of power. You say I want you only because you refused me. He wants you for the same reason. I remember when he became Beast Lord. The boy king, the perpetual adolescent, suddenly at the head of the food chain, granted access to hundreds of women who can’t say no. Do you think he forces them into his bed? He had to have done it at least a few times.”A muscle jerked in Curran’s face.At the corner Jim nodded, and a couple on our left and the recipient of Jim’s chewing-out followed the Pack Council. Jim had pulled his people in. They were giving Curran a clean playing field. No Pack witnesses, so no shapeshifter could be forced to testify against the Beast Lord. Nice.Curran’s eyes promised murder. I could practically see the headline: ORDER’S CONSULTANT TORN APART BY BEAST LORD IN EXCLUSIVE NORTHSIDE RESTAURANT. I had to keep Saiman alive. I needed him to help me with my petition, and I had extended the Order’s protection to him when I agreed to this idiotic date.I had no sword, no needles, nothing.Saiman signaled for a new drink. “There is only one difference between us. The Beast Lord will lie to you. He’ll tell you he loves you, that you’ll always be the only one, that he’ll sacrifice everything to be with you and keep you safe. I won’t lie to you. I won’t make promises I can’t keep. Honesty, Kate. I offer honesty.”How could a man so smart be so stupid? It was like he couldn’t stop himself. He’d gone beyond the point of reason. “Saiman, shut the hell up.”“You’re all mine tonight. Kiss me, Kate. Let me nuzzle your neck. I bet it would send him over the edge.”Saiman reached for me. I sidestepped.Something snapped in Curran’s eyes. He started toward us, moving in an unhurried, deliberate fashion, his gaze fixed on Saiman.If Curran got his hands on him, he’d kill him. I had seconds to prevent it.I stepped in front of Saiman. “Stay behind me.”“He won’t hurt me. Not here. It would mean repercussions.”“He doesn’t care.” Saiman knew that society operated by certain rules, and as long as he stuck to those rules, he would be safe and respected. No emotion ever touched him deep enough to contemplate breaking those rules. He couldn’t fathom the fact that Curran could throw everything out the window just for the chance to grip Saiman’s throat.Curran wove his way between the tables. I started toward him. Weapon. I needed a weapon. On my right a couple was laughing at the table, a mostly empty bottle of wine sitting on the white tablecloth next to them. I swiped the bottle and kept moving.Curran’s eyes shone.I showed him the bottle. You can’t have Saiman. I’m guarding him.He picked up speed. I don’t care.I hefted the bottle and picked a spot between two tables. Fine. Keep coming. You wanted to talk. We’ll talk.

Editorial Reviews

Praise for Ilona Andrews and the #1 New York Times bestselling Kate Daniels novels“Kate is a great kick-ass heroine.”—Locus“Andrews’s edgy series stands apart.”—Library Journal“Ilona Andrews’s books are guaranteed good reads.”—Patricia Briggs, #1 New York Times bestselling author“Andrews delivers only the best.”—Jeaniene Frost, New York Times bestselling author“One of the best urban fantasy series ever written!”—RT Book Reviews