Night and Silence (October Daye Series #12)

Night and Silence (October Daye Series #12)

by Seanan McGuire

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Now in hardcover, the twelfth installment of the Hugo-nominated, New York Times-bestselling Toby Daye urban fantasy series!

Things are not okay.

In the aftermath of Amandine's latest betrayal, October "Toby" Daye's fragile self-made family is on the verge of coming apart at the seams. Jazz can't sleep, Sylvester doesn't want to see her, and worst of all, Tybalt has withdrawn from her entirely, retreating into the Court of Cats as he tries to recover from his abduction. Toby is floundering, unable to help the people she loves most heal. She needs a distraction. She needs a quest.

What she doesn't need is the abduction of her estranged human daughter, Gillian. What she doesn't need is to be accused of kidnapping her own child by her ex-boyfriend and his new wife, who seems to be harboring secrets of her own. There's no question of whether she'll take the case. The only question is whether she's emotionally prepared to survive it.

Signs of Faerie's involvement are everywhere, and it's going to take all Toby's nerve and all her allies to get her through this web of old secrets, older hatreds, and new deceits. If she can't find Gillian before time runs out, her own child will pay the price.

Two questions remain: Who in Faerie remembered Gillian existed? And what do they stand to gain?

No matter how this ends, Toby's life will never be the same.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780698183537
Publisher: DAW
Publication date: 09/04/2018
Series: October Daye Series , #12
Sold by: Penguin Group
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 13,550
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

Seanan McGuire is a California-based author with a strong penchant for travel and can regularly be found just about anyplace capable of supporting human life (as well as a few places that probably aren’t). Early exposure to a vast number of books left her with a lifelong affection for the written word, and led, perhaps inevitably, to her writing books of her own, starting somewhere around the age of eleven. The October Daye novels are her first urban fantasy series, and the InCryptid novels are her second series, both published by DAW and bother of which have put her in the New York Times bestseller list. Seanan was the winner of the 2010 John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer; Rosemary and Rue, the first novel in the October Daye series, was named one of the Top 20 Paranormal Fantasy Novels of the Past Decade; and her novel Feed, written under the name Mira Grant, was named as one of Publishers Weekly's Best Books of 2010. She also won a Hugo for her podcast, and is the first person to be nominated for five Hugo Awards in a single year. You can visit her at

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December 22nd, 2013

Night and silence—who is here?
—William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

You can say what you like about San Francisco, but one thing is eternally clear: it’s a city that could only have been built by human hands.

The fae, faced with a landscape made almost entirely of hills and dells, with very little flat, arable land between natural obstacles, would have shrugged their shoulders, waved their hands, and either turned the entire thing into a range of beautiful crystalline spires, accessible only by twisting spiral stairways, or flattened it into a perfect pastoral meadow, ready to be planted with whatever their homesteader’s hearts desired. In other words, extremes. The fae like to traffic in absolutes, not this mucky, glorious middle ground.

San Francisco is a city of hills and valleys, impossible slopes and ridiculous workarounds, with residential streets so narrow that trying to park becomes an eternal game of slow-motion chicken interspersed with wide tourist boulevards designed to present everything in the best possible light. It doesn’t help that so much of San Francisco burned down in 1906, allowing city planners to design half of the metro area according to a reasonable, sensible grid system, while the remaining slices of old San Francisco . . . weren’t. And still aren’t, and never will be, since the odds of the city burning down again are, thankfully, pretty slim.

This does make San Francisco a challenging place to do my job, since the terrain is frequently working against me. My name is October Daye. I’m a knight errant in service to the Court of Shadowed Hills and, by extension, in service to the Kingdom in the Mists. Worse, I’m a named and recognized hero of the realm. All this is a fancy way of saying that when fae problems impinge on the mortal world, it’s on me to take care of them before they accidentally reveal the existence of Faerie to the mortal world. We’ve been in hiding for a long time. “A flying hedgehog slammed into my front window” is not how we want to be discovered.

Hence my evening. Quentin, Danny, and I had been running around a residential neighborhood for more than two hours, moving as quietly as we could in an effort not to wake the neighbors. They weren’t our neighbors, thankfully. If one of us did make too much noise and wake them up, we could make an excuse about a lost dog or something and run, secure in the knowledge that we’d never see them again.

Humans are good at sleeping through ordinary night noises. Blame it on centuries of diurnal living. They tend to write off things that go bump in the night as overenthusiastic raccoons rummaging in their trash. The noises we were apt to make weren’t quite as ordinary, and humans are substantially less inclined to ignore pointy-eared strangers running around outside their kitchen windows. Especially when those strangers are waving butterfly nets over their heads like a bunch of weirdoes.

To be fair, we are a bunch of weirdoes. It’s just that we were a bunch of weirdoes on a mission, and I didn’t want that mission to involve yet another run‑in with the local police. I think they’re getting tired of my face. I know I’ve long since gotten tired of theirs. And, really, waking the neighbors was less of a concern than what would happen if we were still outside when the sun came up and burned away all our illusions. That would be when we declared ourselves officially screwed.

As if we weren’t screwed already. Because so much of San Francisco is built on impractically steep hills, many residential streets are connected by narrow alleys which serve as conduits for the stairways lain along the line of the hills. Some of the stairs are stone, some of the stairs are wood; all of the stairs are maintained by the local residents, and that means most of the stairs are death traps. No two steps are the same height, making them a constant tripping hazard, and half the wood stairways have at least one stair that’s been rotted through for a decade without anyone getting around to fixing it.

In case that wasn’t bad enough, a damp wind had blown in from the Bay, and all the stairs were slippery. The night had been an adventure, and I was not in an adventurous mood. 

Danny—our designated driver for the evening, and one of my staunchest, most indestructible allies—propped his butterfly net against his shoulder and frowned. “I’m just sayin’, maybe you’d feel better if you actually learned to open up about your feelings,” he said, voice deep and gravelly enough to have come from a concrete mixer instead of from a man.

The impression wasn’t far off. Despite the illusion which made him look like a reasonably nonthreatening human man, Danny is and has always been very far from human. Like most Bridge Trolls, he stands easily seven feet tall, with skin the color and consistency of granite. He’s as difficult to injure as your average mountain, which is one of the many things that makes him such desirable backup when I’m called upon to do knight errantry in the local cities.

I heal fast, but it’s easier on my wardrobe if I have something—or someone—I can duck behind to keep myself from being hurt in the first place. That’s a very healthy attitude on my part, especially considering how often my friends and allies accuse me of having a self-destructive streak.

Unfortunately, those same friends and allies seemed to be too busy focusing on my latest set of problems to see how proactive and mature I was being. I glowered at him.

“I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

“You didn’t want to talk about it in the car, either.”

“Quentin was in the car.”

Danny scowled down his nose at me. “He’s not a kid anymore. You know that better than anybody.”

“Tell me about it,” I grumbled. My squire, Quentin Sollys, had been a dandelion-haired bundle of limbs, manners, and annoying points of etiquette when he’d initially forced his way into my life—and I do mean forced. I hadn’t been looking for a squire. I hadn’t been looking for someone to take care of. I certainly hadn’t been looking for a teenage boy to eat all my groceries and complain when I was out of ice cream. I’d somehow managed to acquire all three of those things in one body, and it had turned out to be surprisingly wonderful and exactly what I’d needed.

Until I’d learned he was the Crown Prince of the Westlands, aka, “all of North America.” That had been less wonderful, since suddenly it wasn’t just my squire I was shoving merrily into danger as a learning experience, it was the future of my entire continent. Not that the knowledge had stopped me for long. What’s a squire for, if not testing for traps?

And he’d continued growing up the whole time, going from a kid whose biggest romance had been the hand-holding and kissing kind with a human girl from a local high school to full‑on dating one of the local Counts. Trying to have the sex talk with my squire was not an experience I wanted to repeat. That meant never taking another squire, and honestly, I was fine with that if it meant sparing myself the squirming indignity.

“So how about you actually talk for a change, and not go looking for excuses?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “You really think this is the time?”

“I ain’t seeing a better one.” Danny shrugged like a landslide. “I also ain’t seeing any magical flying piggies, so I guess we can take a few minutes to talk about the elephant in the room.”

“There are too many nonexistent animals in that sentence, Danny.” I dropped my hand. “We’re not looking for pigs, we’re looking for hedgehogs. Totally different.”

Specifically, we were hunting for arkan sonney, a fae creature originally found in Avalon. They aren’t supposed to exist in the mortal world. They certainly aren’t supposed to infest upscale San Francisco neighborhoods. Unfortunately, a changeling named Chelsea Ames lost control of her powers about two years ago, and “supposed to” no longer reliably applies. Chelsea’s father, Etienne, is Tuatha de Dannan, and she inherited his teleporting magic without inheriting his control, or the natural limitations that would have kept her from opening doors Oberon wanted closed.

Chelsea’s lack of limitations might have been okay, had she not come to the attention of a local Duchess with an interest in expansion. Duchess Riordan had decided to use Chelsea to rip open doors to deeper Faerie, which Oberon had sealed for a thrice-damned reason.

It wasn’t pretty, but in the end, Chelsea survived, Riordan got her just desserts, and we wound up with a minor monster problem. Because, see, open portals go both ways, and Chelsea hadn’t exactly been watching to make sure none of the local wildlife followed her through. Being fae creatures, some of our unwanted guests had proven incredibly adept at concealing themselves, and we only found out they were in the mortal world when they popped out and scared the locals.

Danny snorted. “Pigs, hedgehogs, whatever. They have wings, they shouldn’t be here, and they’re not here, which means we have time to talk.”

“Danny, this isn’t—”

“If he blames you, he needs to stop. And if he won’t stop, then maybe you need to think about whether he’s good for you. Or whether you’re good for him.”

I froze. For a terrible moment, I wasn’t looking at Danny, my friend and ally. I was looking at Tybalt, my former enemy, current lover, and best friend, as he stepped into the shadows at the corner of my bedroom and disappeared, leaving me alone. The one thing he’d promised I was never going to be again. The scent of pennyroyal and musk hung in the air, taunting me with my inability to follow him.

I blinked. The moment passed. Danny reappeared, looking concerned, and I hated him, oh, how I hated him. Not for long. More than long enough.

“No,” I said.

“I’m sorry, but yeah,” said Danny.

Being a hero of the realm means I’m constantly putting myself in the path of danger, like I want nothing more than to have my bones broken and the skin stripped from my body. Being a person means I’m never doing it alone. I have friends. I have allies. Not just Quentin and Danny, but others, like my Fetch-turned-sister, May, and her girlfriend, Jazz.

Like Tybalt, the King of Dreaming Cats. The man who’d hated me, helped me, fallen in love with me, and saved my life more times than I cared to count. The man who was supposed to marry me.

The man who could barely even look at me anymore.

Who hadn’t been able to look at me since my mother, Amandine the Liar, had decided to lock him in a cage and trap him in feline form until she was done with him. Tybalt didn’t blame me for my mother’s actions—I blamed me more than he did—but when he looked at me, he saw her, and it was breaking us both.

“I don’t want to talk about this,” I said softly.

“I know. But maybe you should.”

“I don’t think that’s for you to decide.”

Danny sighed. “Toby, this isn’t healthy. You need—”

Whatever he thought I needed was cut off by the sound of Quentin’s sudden, high-pitched yelp. I whipped around, scanning the shadows until I spotted the outline of my squire, half a block away and struggling to keep hold of his butterfly net. He’d managed to snare something the size of a small raccoon, and whatever it was, it looked like it was winning.

“Later,” I snapped, casting a quick look back to Danny before I raised my own net and ran toward Quentin, ready to join the fray.

The trouble with hunting creatures no one has seen in hundreds of years is that when figuring out how to capture or subdue them, we have to rely on the accounts of people who have long since forgotten what the beasts were actually like and have, instead, started remembering them through pleasantly rose-tinted nostalgia. According to the records in the Library of Stars, arkan sonney are sweet, playful creatures, like hedgehogs with wings longer than their bodies, capable of bestowing great fortune on people and places that please them. Supposedly, they’re also about as intelligent as the average sheep, and regularly had to be fished out of wells or freed from hunters’ traps back when they coexisted with the rest of Faerie.

The thing Quentin had snared in his net bore about as much resemblance to something sweet and innocent and bumbling as I did to a eucalyptus tree. For one thing, it was far too large, and the records hadn’t mentioned anything about arkan sonney being chalk white with blazing red eyes and enormous tusks. It looked less like an ordinary hedgehog than it did the result of some unholy hybridization of a porcupine and a wild pig, with the wings of a falcon stapled on for good measure. 

It thrashed. It squealed. It gnashed its terrible teeth at Quentin, who quailed but stood fast, refusing to let go of the net and allow the creature to escape. Brave boy. That was on him, although if I’d asked, he would have said it was all because of what he’d learned from me. Quentin had always been brave. He’d just needed someone to let him show it.

The sound of my approach caught his attention. He shot me a grateful glance, still struggling to keep hold of the net. Our location meant we couldn’t shout the way we normally would have, and Tybalt’s absence meant we didn’t have a major part of our backup. We’d grown shamefully accustomed to having someone who could step through the shadows in the field with us.

I am nothing if not a skilled improvisor. I glanced frantically around. A trash can rested on a nearby curb, set out for the garbage collectors. Saying a silent apology to the sleeping homeowners, I grabbed it, dumped its contents out, and hoisted it over my head as I ran toward Quentin. Realizing my intent, he let go of the net right before I slammed the trash can down over the shrieking pig-thing.

Silence reigned. I looked up, meeting Quentin’s wide, startled eyes.

“That’s one,” I said.

His shoulders sagged. “Her Majesty said there were at least three.”

“Her name is Arden,” I said. “She’s not here. You don’t have to use her title.”

Quentin actually smirked at that, although the expression wasn’t enough to drive the weariness and worry from his eyes. “Can I be there when you tell her that?” he asked. “Better yet, can I be there when you tell my father that?”

I grimaced. Arden is the daughter of the last legitimate King in the Mists, Gilad Windermere, and as such, has been a princess all her life. The throne was always going to be waiting for her, no matter what else she chose to do . . . or what else was done to her. Thanks to the machinations of Evening Winterrose—once my supposed friend and ally, always secretly my enemy, Firstborn daughter of Oberon and Titania, and stone-cold bitch—Arden had been in hiding for most of her life and had only recently been able to claim her father’s throne. We were all still getting used to the idea that we had a queen who wasn’t regularly going to try to have me arrested or banished from the Mists.

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Night and Silence 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 26 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
These stories just keep getting better and better! I really enjoyed all the little twists you never saw coming. Now I'm eagerly awaiting the next chapter in Toby's story!
Evampire9 More than 1 year ago
October ‘Toby’ Daye’s fragile self-made family is on the verge of coming apart at the seams and Toby is floundering unable to help the people she loves the most heal. She needs a distraction, but what she doesn’t need is the abduction of her estranged human daughter, Gillian. There’s no question of whether she’ll take the case, the only question is whether she’s emotionally prepared to survive it. With signs of Faerie’s involvement, it’s going to take all Toby’s nerve and all her allies to get her through the web of old secrets, older hatreds and new deceits because if she doesn’t find Gillian before time runs out, her daughter will the pay the price. This ‘October Daye’ story is engaging with non-stop excitement that has readers bouncing in their seats barely able to contain their delight as the suspense builds. Toby and Tybalt’s romance has hit a road block due to past events and this has readers wondering if their relationship will survive this latest trouble. Meanwhile, other characters are also at stumbling blocks which adds to the emotions that flow from the pages, so readers experience a whole range of feelings throughout this story. This story is fast paced with lots of twisty turns that keep readers guessing as to who the bad guys are this time right along with Toby and some stunning twists that has readers and characters’ jaws dropping in stunned amazement. This series is full of fascinating characters in an intriguing world with lots of wonderful elements which means that readers want to return time and again to see what else can be discovered and this installment of the urban fantasy series is quite the discovery.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Non stop adventure from start finish. Quirky as is usual.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Seanan McGuire is one of my favorite authors; the October Daye series is one of my favorite series. This book is a terrific read, almost impossible to put down from the moment I started it
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Seanan Maguire is an author goddess. This is a series I read and reread frequently. I hope it never ends.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book explained wonderfully the dynamic between Toby, her daughter and her ex and his wife. With great twists and turns. A wild ride.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Seanan McGuire created a new world in ours that's always a joy to dream ones self into when reading her books. I have enjoyed each and every one of them.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book will not disappoint Toby fans
Robin_Snyder More than 1 year ago
The October Daye series has really grown on me and gotten better book by book. The characters are well thought out and complex, the plot lines all different and the dialogue is funny and smart. If you would have asked me at Rosemary and Rue (book 1), I wouldn’t have known if I’d make it to the third book in the series, let alone the twelfth book. October Daye became one of my favorite UF series to date. “As Sir Daye’s squire, I must apologize, again, for her having the manners of a kelpie.” “Don’t be silly, Quentin,” said Danny. “Kelpies are politer.” “Kelpies are aquatic murder horses that want to rip you apart and eat everything but your liver,” I protested. Danny smirked. “As I was sayin’.” One reason is October. She isn’t perfect and she needs the help of her friends all the time but she is a character who has grown so much from the first book of the series. In Night and Silence, we get to revisit October’s past as her child has gone missing again. You’d think that would make this plot similar to the other book where Gillian was kidnapped but you would be oh so wrong. This is different in so many ways as Toby goes in search of the daughter that decided to be all human and leave Toby’s world behind. I loved the banter and snark this series brings. Toby is irreverent as always in the presence of both danger or anyone with a Royal pedigree. She is who she is and she is the same to everyone no matter where your nobility lies. But cross Toby and you will have to remember she has some very powerful allies in the King of Cats, the Sea Witch, a death spirit and a future king of the realm. But you should be most wary of the Sea Witch, she is scary even if you are her friend. ***Arguing with the Luidaeg is like arguing with a mountain: in the end, all you wind up with is a sore throat and an implacable landmark. Only in the case of the Luidaeg, she might wind up turning you into a toad for your impertinence. *** This delves even more into the fae lore and we finally get some answers into who Amadine’s mother is. I really love how SM spins this tale using folklore of the fae and twisting it into this story. Toby’s grandma was a surprise and a trip I never saw coming. ***"You lost a great deal of blood.” “I didn’t lose it,” I said. “I know exactly where it is.” *** Tybalt is one of my favorite leading men in fiction. Probably because even in a modern day setting of this story he sounds like a hero out of a historical romance. I love it and eat it up. Tybalt has been hurt deeply by the events of the prior book and has something akin to PTSD. I missed him for part of this book but loved how he showed up for Toby when she really needed him even though he is broken. The other plus is that he didn’t have to be perfect for October to love him, she realizes he needs to heal and I adored how their relationship is and the tender moments the two of them share. Overall: Some interesting movement on the greater plot arc of the series, October possibly getting a second chance at being a mother to Gillian and the relationship with Tybalt made this book for me. Still the bill to the Sea Witch is pretty high and I’d hate to be Toby when she decides to collect.
Sailon More than 1 year ago
After the ending of The Brightest Fell I wasn't sure were McGuire was going to go with October Daye but I'm happy to say at Night and Silence met every expectation and more...and I loved it. There is just something about McGuire's writing that captivates and keeps me clinging to the pages. I say "something", but what I really mean is Seanan McGuire's ability to master that illusive character connection that makes you become a part a written word's world! I received this ARC of Night Silence from Berkley Publishing Group - DAW. This is my honest and voluntary review.
MarziesReads More than 1 year ago
In Night and Silence we see a Toby who is still reeling from what her mother did to force Toby to find her sister August. Her relationship with Tybalt feels like it is hanging by a thread and Toby is in despair about how to fix things. Toby's friend Danny ineptly tries to encourage Toby to rectify a relationship she fears is irretrievably damaged by talking to Tybalt, who doesn't want to talk to her at all because he has such terrible PTSD. (Ironically, Toby's never been the sort of person to feel very hopeful. Also ironically, when you look a lot like your cruel mother, your mistreated loved one may have issues with you.) May, Toby's Fetch sister, is also trying to hold things together for Jazz, who has recovered a bit better than has Tybalt, but remains deeply shaken. Raj, Tybalt's nephew and heir, treads lightly and often furtively, to avoid too many questions from Toby. Quentin, Toby's squire, ponders whether there is anything he can do other than just be there for all of them. It is into this messy well of sadness that a new crisis falls- Toby's now-human daughter Gillian is, once again, kidnapped. In the process of solving the kidnapping and rescuing Gillian, a question long held by readers of the series will be answered and lives will be forever changed. It's obvious that the events of this novel have been long-planned by McGuire, over the arc of twelve novels. The payoff is huge. In some ways even bigger than in The Winter Long. I was caught off-guard by the events of the book, which were so very different from what I had expected. On the one hand, the revelations, the outcomes, were rather stunning. On the other hand, part of me was uneasy with Gillian being kidnapped again (she was first kidnapped back in One Salt Sea), and the fact that yet again, we have the revelation that someone wasn't who they seemed to be. Plus, another round of demands we've heard before. Yet there are major developments built upon this platform. Even the revelations come with their own revelations in this book. Night and Silence left me with so many new questions. One of the most stunning outcomes was disquieting to me because of the looming settlement of Toby's debt with the Luidaeg, who called in the debt of the Selkies a year ago. What's going to happen? (Readers will see what I mean when they read the novella Suffer a Sea Change included at the end of the book and think about the Selkies and the Roane.) While things with Tybalt are better resolved by the novel's end, the means by which this is achieved still seemed precarious to me. Is that truly safe, given the way the Cait Sidhe work? One thing I was glad of is that Toby finally realizes the changelings of the Mists need more attention. And hey, the seneschal of Goldengreen could use a changeling hero's help with her present project. Finally, the other thing, that big reveal... Seriously, what is wrong with some of these fae and human people? The level of their racist hypocrisy is simply stunning. What does it all mean? Decide for yourself, Reader. This is one installment that will leave you thinking until The Unkindest Tide rolls in. "The world had changed. The world wasn't changing back." ~ Night and Silence
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taramichelle More than 1 year ago
Seanan McGuire's latest installment in the October Daye series is a game changer. Since it's the twelfth book in the series, I was slightly nervous about whether or not the story would continue to feel as fresh and enchanting as previous installments. There was absolutely no cause for me to worry. While the plot line may sound similar to one of the past books, Night and Silence delved into entirely new territory and revealed a few more hints about McGuire's ultimate end game with the series. I'll try to keep this review as spoiler-free as possible, however there will necessarily be some spoilers for previous books in the series. First of all, I really appreciated the "this is what happened in previous books" section at the beginning of the book. Even though I've read all of the books in the last two years, it's still hard to keep everything straight in my head. The reminder really helped me get back up to speed. The contrast with Gillian's first kidnapping made me truly realize how much Toby has grown and developed as a character. Toby's dealings with her human family as a whole also reflected this, particularly toward the end of the book. Additionally, I thought that McGuire did an incredible job in her portrayal of Tybalt's PTSD. It was wonderful to see how that was developed throughout the book, particularly because there aren't a lot of male characters in literature with mental health problems who ultimately deal with them in a healthy way. McGuire's characters have always been vibrant and realistic but Night and Silence takes them to an entirely new level. As usual, the plot kept me glued to the pages. Just be prepared to carve out a chunk of time to read this book because you won't want to put it down, particularly once the reveals start happening. There were moments that made me gasp, moments that made me cry, and moments that made me laugh out loud. McGuire also does an excellent job of revealing some things that indicate where the current/next story arc is going to go. And I am so excited to see what's going to happen next. Night and Silence was a wonderful addition to one of my favorite series. Also, the short story included in this one was actually one of my favorites. It was so interesting to see things from Gillian's point of view. Plus it provided a few answers to long-standing questions. But absolutely do not read it before you read the book because it contains some major plot spoilers! *Disclaimer: I received this book for free from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Another great tale in October's life. I really am enjoyong this series.
SevenAcreBooks More than 1 year ago
When October “Toby” Daye, knight errant in service to the Court of Shadowed HIlls finds her ex-husband and his new wife on her doorstep, she knows it can only mean trouble. Toby’s mortal daughter Gillian has been taken and not only is she in danger, but it could also bring to light secrets that Toby needs to stay hidden. Along with her closest friends and fiancé, Toby sets out to discover who in faery knows of Gillian’s existence and why they would dare to threaten her. But as more clues unfold, the mystery only becomes deeper and the list of who and what Toby can trust becomes smaller. An amazing story full of fae politics, lore, and magic that keeps the pages turning from beginning to end. Thanks to Netgalley and the Publisher for the opportunity to read and review this book. All opinions are my own
S_White_1218 More than 1 year ago
Thanks to Netgalley and Berkley publishing for an advanced copy in exchange for an honest review. No idea how Seanan McGuire does it so often, but she knows how to step up the stakes, over and over and over. And she sure knows how to make her characters suffer for the sake of the story! If you've not been keeping up (but really, why wouldn't you be following me at this point?), Seanan McGuire is one of my absolute favorite authors. Her worlds are gloriously fleshed out, her characters are deep and nuanced, and her plots are inviting and twisty and chock full of surprises. In this installment in one of the best series ever, Toby's family is front and center yet again - both the family she has built, and her blood relations - and yet again, those two things are at odds. Also, there are some surprising twists when it comes to villainy, one I wouldn't have expected (at least not yet!)... But mostly, there's a cast of characters that will draw you in, make you care, and truly cause you to wish to be part of their little ragtag bunch. Pick this one up if you're up to date in the October Daye series, but if you're not, start with book one - Rosemary and Rue. You've got plenty to binge - go on. :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The book is great, like the others before it. New details and flesh that makes the reader crave the next installment.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Another outstanding installment in the Toby Daye saga.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved this one. Some answers to long time questions, some resolutions I've been dying to see since the start. AND plenty of room for more to follow!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just wonderful
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved the novella too
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I live this series and this was another great story!
Linda Baker More than 1 year ago
Toby Daye's life is unsettled as usual, but more so after the events of The Brightest Fell. Toby's lover and fiance, Tybalt, King of Cats, and roommate, Jazz, were kidnapped and tortured by Toby's mother, Amandine the Liar. Jazz sleeps most of the time, and Tybalt has almost completely withdrawn from her life. Her problems explode when her mortal daughter, Gillian, is kidnapped by someone in Fairie-again. Toby must find who, and why to save Gillian, this time without the support of some of her most important allies. Along the way, there are significant surprises for Toby, old enemies, and new beginnings. I am continually surprised by the imagination and solid grounding in Celtic Mythology that Seanan McGuire employs in the October Daye Series, only one of the series she writes. She weaves Shakespeare references and mythology seamlessly into a fascinating whole. Toby's world is fantastic but believably built. Night and Silence is one of the better books in the series, and I am eagerly waiting for the next in the series. It is critical to begin at the beginning with October Daye and understand the changes she has gone through. Thanks to DAW and NetGalley for an advance digital copy. The opinions are my own.
469480 More than 1 year ago
Thank you to NetGalley for providing me this ARC in exchange for a review! Toby Daye cannot catch a break. This story takes place a short time after the events in, "The Brightest Fell." Everyone involved in that last adventure remains emotionally damaged. And then, Toby finds out that her daughter, Gillian, has been kidnapped, again. Immediately, Toby has to get her emotions under control in order to find her before any harm can be done to her, again. The search for Gilly turns into a game of cat-and-mouse. Toby pushes herself to her limits to protect herself, her family, her allies, and her (many and newfound) secrets. And, the story continues on in, "Suffer a Sea-Change," so fans don't have to wait for answers to certain questions. If anyone has ever read any or all of the books in the "October Daye" series, must read, "Night and Silence," because we learn more about Toby and Faerie through McGuire's worldbuiling and characters, both are well-developed and (too) realistic. McGuire does an amazing job in reminding her readers that Faerie is NOT the same as Fairy! Sooner or later secrets are revealed, debts are paid, bargains end, and emotions are (somewhat) managed. Fans of the series will pick up on subtle clues of what will happen based on the foreshadowing from previous books. New readers will be able to jump into the action due to the author's clever storytelling method of her characters recalling past events from previous stories. I found "Night and Silence" to be an enjoyable read containing everything one could want in an urban fantasy story. Please follow me at either, or at Misty306@aquavenatus (Twitter).
PenKay More than 1 year ago
We only get one of these books about once a year, and I’m always worried about several things: I won’t remember what’s going on in the story, the book will be terrible, the series will go off the rails, or the author won’t do a good job. I am so happy to report none of these things happened. The one thing I am most worried about, that I won’t remember what’s going on, is definitely taken care of as the author did a great job in filling the reader in as we go along. As such, I was immersed in the story in no time at all, but I must confess that also probably has something to do with the author’s tremendous writing talent. This far in the series, I can’t really say much as I don’t want to spoil anything, but Toby and Tybalt are still very much dealing with the fallout from the previous book, Toby’s daughter is kidnapped but for very interesting reasons (which we don’t find out until the end), and at the end, things are forever changed. If you are a fan of this series, this is a wonderful, wonderful addition!! And, you must read the novella at the end because certain events are shown from another character’s point of view which is very important. If you haven’t read this series before, you must start from the beginning, and it is worth every page! One of my favorite series!! Highly recommend! I was provided the e-book which I voluntarily reviewed.