The Magician's Daughter (The Sun and Moon book 1)

By Lilly James

Being eccentric is crucial to survive in this family.

Welcome to the House of the Kingston's- an eccentric family full of unique magical powers.

Elsa is the lone family member without the Herald—a blessing that is given to each Kingston family member at the ripe age of six. 

Unaware of the magical war that is happening within one arm's length-- Elsa spends her days frolicking around London with her peculiar family and bantering with Andro, the werewolf. 

After the imminent arrival of her long distant grandmother, Gwendoloena, Elsa begins to grow suspicious of her grandmother's identity and soon finds herself in greater danger than she ever thought before.

Now treacherous magic is afoot, and evil lurks at every corner, Elsa and her trusted friend, Andro, must escape the clutches of mysterious figures who try to capture Elsa and bring her to the forefront of the magical war. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nadia Siddiqui
• Release date: Feb 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393879541

Book preview

Chapter One

'Ere you are, Miss Kingston. Sorry for the wait.

Thank you, Kip. Say hello to Louise for me.

Taking the package from the pleasant fishmonger, Elsa paid him his due and quickly exited his stall, carrying the tightly wrapped package through the throngs come to market for the day. The breath from her mouth puffed into steam before her, which quickly dissipated in the cold afternoon air. November had settled in quickly around London, and Elsa was forced to watch her step as she avoided various ice patches along the cobblestone. She ignored the baffled staring as she ran past, her long, flaming red hair flying behind her. She scowled when she heard raucous laughter from another market stall to her right. Oh, run everyone! A fire has begun! Oh, my mistake. T'was only Elsa's hair.

Do you have anything else to do besides toss mockery at me? Elsa growled, pausing to glare at the chuckling man. Lawrence, you become more an angler by the day.

The hell I do, Elsa.

You seem to always be ready to poke fun at me every chance you get. I would swear you're stalking me.

Well, with you looking a right Molly these days, what did you expect?

I'm a woman, Lawrence.

Not in that thread, Elsa, Lawrence said, gesturing to her pants with a smarmy wink.

Elsa scoffed and took off again. Shut it, double jugg!

Why, you bleeding little—come back here! Elsa!

But she kept going. The night was coming fast, and she had little time for Lawrence and his games. She had more to worry about from her mother when she got home and admitted that halibut was all that was available at this time of day. Walking briskly along the smooth cobblestone, Elsa turned away from the river and onto a street surrounded by tall trees on all sides, the elegant fencing and bare shrubbery barely concealing the ornate homes within, constructed of the finest oak and cherrywood this side of Whitechapel. Her own home, four to the left, beckoned her in as she caught sight of the shiny gate, swinging slightly on its hinges in the gentle breeze. She pushed it open and hurried inside, pausing only to glance at her father, making his own way in from the expansive property.

Good evening, Papa, Elsa greeted him.

Ah, good evening, Elsa, my darling, he exclaimed boisterously. How was your trip to the market? Bustling as ever, I presume?

It was actually not all too busy today, Elsa admitted, and Kip was low on stock, so Mama will have to settle for halibut.

Symond wrapped one arm around his daughter and chuckled, the sound boiling up pleasantly from deep within his chest. Ah, Ellina will survive just fine, he said. She's endured worse hardships at our expense. Come, come inside before you freeze, my girl.

What were you doing out here, again?

Ah, conversing with dear old Aunt Marion. Wonderful woman. Nary a day goes by that I don't miss her.

Blast it, you old fool, I'm right here!

Her sweet, sweet voice. What memories it brings back.

I can still hear you!

Elsa giggled and turned just in time to see Aunt Marion disappear into the ground with a huff, leaving only a translucent little puff of dirt behind to ever betray her presence.

"You really shouldn't tease her