#3 Scavenger Hunt #Giveaway THE LAST MAGICIAN by Lisa Maxwell @LisaMaxwellYA @SimonTeen 4.29

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Title: THE LAST MAGICIAN
Author: Lisa Maxwell
Release Date: July 18, 2017
Pages: 512
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Formats: Hardcover & eBook

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Stop the Magician.

Steal the book.

Save the future.

In modern day New York, magic is all but extinct. The remaining few who have an affinity for magic—the Mageus—live in the shadows, hiding who they are. Any Mageus who enters Manhattan becomes trapped by the Brink, a dark energy barrier that confines them to the island. Crossing it means losing their power—and often their lives.

Esta is a talented thief, and she’s been raised to steal magical artifacts from the sinister Order that created the Brink. With her innate ability to manipulate time, Esta can pilfer from the past, collecting these artifacts before the Order even realizes she’s there. And all of Esta’s training has been for one final job: traveling back to 1902 to steal an ancient book containing the secrets of the Order—and the Brink—before the Magician can destroy it and doom the Mageus to a hopeless future.

But Old New York is a dangerous world ruled by ruthless gangs and secret societies, a world where the very air crackles with magic. Nothing is as it seems, including the Magician himself. And for Esta to save her future, she may have to betray everyone in the past.

About Lisa:

Lisa Maxwell is the author of Sweet Unrest, Gathering Deep, Unhooked, & The Last Magician (Simon Pulse, Spring 2017). When she’s not writing books, she’s an English professor at a local college. She lives near DC with her very patient husband and two not-so patient boys.

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Excerpt 3

“Who’s the girl? I saw her come in with Werner. She moves like a cat about to pounce.”

Viola couldn’t help herself from smiling at the aptness of the description.

“Bridget sent her.” Dolph downed the rest of the ale and passed the glass back to Viola. “Tells me she’s a thief.”

“You have enough of those already,” Viola said, dismissing the idea as easily as Dolph had.

“Bridget doesn’t usually waste my time. Nibs thinks she might be of use.”

“You will try her?” Jianyu asked.

Dolph squinted across the room to where Werner and the girl stood. “Yes. I think I will,” he said. “Profits have been down lately, especially with the last raid. If she can work the Dead Line undetected, she could be an asset.”

The girl didn’t look like much. She was tall, yes, and she held herself with a calmness that Werner certainly didn’t have. But her clothes were too fine, her skin too fresh and soft. It took strength to last in Dolph Saunders’ world, and from across the room, Viola wasn’t sure the girl had it.

“And if she can’t?” Viola asked, almost feeling sorry for her.

“It won’t be my loss, now, will it?”

No, it wouldn’t be, Viola thought. Dolph was good to his people and did what he could to protect those. Certainly he’d feel regret about her loss, as he did about Spot and Appo…and certainly he’d mourned Leena still. But he valued those who could take care of themselves.

In that way, he wasn’t that different from the other bosses. In the Bowery it wasn’t always a matter of good and evil. Often it was a matter of what you could live with. What—or who—you were willing to sacrifice to survive. It was a lesson she’d learned well enough herself.

Dolph clapped Jianyu on the shoulder. “I need information. If it was the Order, they’ll be celebrating. Someone will slip up.”

Jianyu finished his drink. “I will look into it myself.”

Dolph tilted his head toward Viola, who came closer. “That girl—I want you to keep an eye on her for me tonight, eh? She’ll have no second chance here.”