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Constance M Burge Dark Vengeance (Charmed)
Simon & Schuster 0743461037 / 9780743461030 PAPERBACK Very Good
0743461037 Product Description nCan the Charmed Ones regain the strength of the Power of Three in time for the final encounter? With their magic mysteriously neutralised, Paige, Piper and Phoebe find themselves pawns in a contemporary game of Hatfields versus McCoys. A rival witch trio seeks to overturn the Power of Three. If the Charmed Ones can't get their strenght back, they might not escape the final encounter with their lives... n nAbout the Author nConstance M Burge is the creator of the TV show. Diana G Gallagher is the author of many TV tie-in novels, including Star Trek and the more junior Sabrina the Teenage Witch. She lives in Ocala, Florida.
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Constance M. Burge The Power of Three (Charmed)
Pocket 0671041622 / 9780671041625 MASS MARKET PAPERBACK Good
0671041622 Product Description n n nIn this night and at this hour, nI call upon the Ancient Power. nBring your powers to we sisters three. nWe want the power. Give us the power! n nPrue, Piper, and Phoebe Halliwell didn't think reading a magical incantation would really work. But it did. Now Prue can move things with her mind, Piper can freeze time, and Phoebe can see the future. They are the Charmed Ones -- the most powerful of witches. n nBut being enchanted has a price. There's a warlock who wants to steal their powers. And he'll do it any way he can -- even if it means killing them! n nExcerpt. ? Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. n n nChapter One n nPrue's going to kill me, Piper Halliwell muttered to herself. Her arms loaded with groceries, she rushed up the rain-slicked steps of the red-and-cream-colored Victorian house she shared with her older sister. She didn't know what time it was, but she knew she was late -- really late. n nPiper and Prue had been living in the old San Francisco house for about six months -- ever since their grandmother died. Grams had willed the house to them and their younger sister, Phoebe, who was living in New York City. The three sisters loved the house and knew it well -- they'd grown up in it, raised by Grams after their mother died when they were little. Their father hadn't been around to take care of them. He'd never really kept in touch with them after the divorce. n nPrue and Piper usually got along well, but Piper knew that one of her older sister's pet peeves -- and she had many -- was lateness. Piper tried her best to be punctual, but something always seemed to come up. She didn't know how Prue managed to keep her life so well under control. n nSoaking wet, Piper burst through the front door. Prue? she called out. n nIn here, Prue replied, working on the chandelier. n nPiper set the groceries on the foyer floor. She squeezed some water from her long, dark hair as she followed Prue's voice into the middle parlor. n nTwenty-seven-year-old Prue was balanced on top of a ladder, fiddling with an ornate crystal chandelier. She smoothed the dark bangs of her shoulder-length bob with her fingers and sighed. Then she scowled at Piper, narrowing her ice blue eyes. n nPiper leaned on the round wooden table underneath the chandelier. Prue was only two years older than Piper, but sometimes she treated Piper more like a child than a sister. Yup, Piper thought. Prue's pissed. Sorry I'm late, she told her sister. Really. n nWhat else is new? Prue asked without even looking at her. You were supposed to be here when the electrician came, Piper. I would have been here myself, but you know I can't leave the museum until six o'clock. She grimaced, trying to push a hanging wire out of sight. n nI know, I know, Piper replied. But I was shopping in Chinatown, and then it started raining....I guess I didn't realize how long I was gone. She moved from the table and peeled off her wet raincoat. Did you fix the chandelier? n nNot so far, Prue complained. Hey, how did your interview go? Are you a real chef now? n nNot yet, Piper replied. The fabulous Chef Moore demands an audition. So I have to go back to the restaurant tomorrow and cook for him. Something unusual. 'Something worthy of me,' Piper said, mimicking the chef's voice. 'Something worthy of Quake.' n nQuake? Prue wrinkled her long, fine nose as if something smelled bad. Is that what the restaurant is called? n nYeah. It's in North Beach. Very chic. Piper stepped into the hallway to hang up her raincoat on a coatrack. n nOh, no! Prue cried. Piper heard a small, tinkling crash. She hurried back into the middle parlor. A small crystal chandelier ornament lay smashed on the floor. n nPrue glared at the tiny pile of glass, cursing. Piper held back a smile. Something always seemed to be breaking in the old house, but she couldn't help but love the place. n nGrams' antiques and oriental rugs still filled the spacious home. Old family photos lined the stairwell. The front door and the stair windows were made of green and yellow stained-gl
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