Leigh Bardugo

Wealth. Power. Murder. Magic. The Ivy League is going straight to hell in the sequel to the smash New York Times bestseller “Ninth House” from #1 bestselling author Leigh Bardugo. 

Find a gateway to the underworld. Steal a soul out of hell. A simple plan, except people who make this particular journey rarely come back. But Galaxy “Alex” Stern is determined to break Darlington out of purgatory―even if it costs her a future at Lethe and at Yale.

Forbidden from attempting a rescue, Alex and Dawes can’t call on the Ninth House for help, so they assemble a team of dubious allies to save the gentleman of Lethe. Together, they will have to navigate a maze of arcane texts and bizarre artifacts to uncover the societies’ most closely guarded secrets, and break every rule doing it. But when faculty members begin to die off, Alex knows these aren’t just accidents. Something deadly is at work in New Haven, and if she is going to survive, she’ll have to reckon with the monsters of her past and a darkness built into the university’s very walls.

Thick with history and packed with Bardugo’s signature twists, “Hell Bent” brings to life an intricate world full of magic, magic, violence, and all too real monsters.

Alex Stern #2

Hell Bent

Brittany

That was the problem with love. It was hard to unlearn, no matter how harsh the lesson.

Victoria Justice

Culebra que no mir morde, que viva mil anos. 

May the snake that doesn't bite mne live a thousand years.

Heather Harrington

 All she wanted to do was sit, unbothered in a circle of lamplight, and live someone else's life. 

Alex traced her fingers over the letters. "Darlington was. Hed go to hell for me, for you, for anyone who needed saving. "Alex," Michelle said, dusting off her skirt, "hed go to hell just to take notes on the climate."

Comfort was the drug she hadn't understood until it was too late and she was hooked on cups of tea and book-lined shelves, nights uninterrupted by the wail of sirens and the ceaseless churning of helicopters overhead.

"Galaxy Stern," Darlington said, his eyes flashing gold, "I have been crying out to you from the start." 

Magic was transgression, the blurring of the line between the impossible and the possible. There was something about crossing that boundary that seemed to shake loose all the morals and taboos people took for granted. When anything was within your grasp, it got harder and harder to remember why you shouldn't take I-money, power, your dream job, your dream fuck, a life.

"Is that what those things are?" she asked. "Around your wrists and neck? Marks?" “These?" He leaned forward, and the change in him was instant, the glowing eyes, the curling horns, the broadening of the shoulders. Without meaning to, Alex found herself scooting back in her chair. He was man and then monster in the space of a breath. The golden bands glowed at his wrists and throat. "Yeah, she said, trying not to show her fear. Those." "These marks mean I am bound in service. Forever. "To hell? To Golgarot?" He laughed then, the sound deep and cold, the thing at the bottom of the lake. "Tm bound to you, Stern. To the woman who brought me out of hell. I will serve you 'til the end of days."

erin alise 

When I explained the particulars of Hiram's elixir, he recited Yeats to me. "The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” I didn't have the heart to tell him I know the quote and I've always hated it. It's too easy to believe that we're being watched and studied by something with infinite patience, as we rush un-knowing toward an irreversible moment of revelation.

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