Title: Lies We Keep
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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(Guardian of Monsters #1)
Publication date: May 15th 2018
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal
Ethan Sutcliff seems like a normal seventeen-year-old—at least that’s what he’s trying to portray. In a secret society run by the Supernaturals, Ethan is what witches call a Bender. Benders are Witches’ Guardians, who are able to control a witches’ ability, bend it, or move it away from harming humans. In Ethan’s case, he is able to bend the Earth element. But at the age of fifteen, he lost all connection to it, and the reasons behind it could only mean one of two things: His Wielder is either dead, or hiding out somewhere.
Alex Burgendorf has been living in her aunt’s locket for the past sixteen years with her mother—a Fire Wielder, and her father—a Water Wielder. For sixteen years, her parents vowed to protect her, and they have, as she is the last Earth wielding witch. However, time is running out. Alex must find her Bender, or the fate of the Supernaturals might be at stake.
Before Sentinels it was just earth Wielders. That was how powerful they were and Ethan was the lucky boy that was going to be part of that. He was going to become the next earth Wielder’s protector in every way possible.
Tears formed in Ethan’s eyes, but he refused to let them roll down his cheek. He tried so hard to live up to his element, to be strong and special.
Sad that the boy didn’t know how strong or special he already was. Maybe it was my fault as a father, as a parent.
I wanted to tell Natalie that she should stop making him feel so terrible. He was just exploring. But what good would that do? We would just end up fighting again. I was so tired of our fights. Shoulders slumped, I turned to go inside. That was when I heard the roar of engines.
The hair on my arms and neck stood straight. Adrenaline poured into my blood like jet fuel and my heartbeat skyrocketed as I turned to see Natalie running toward me across the yard, jerking little Ethan along by the hand.
“Get rid of them. Now.” She shouldered past me into the house.
No one had seen what Ethan had done, right? No, it wasn’t possible. Was it?
Three black Jeeps and a silver one careened into the driveway, spitting gravel behind their shiny black tires. I leaped off the steps but then composed myself. With great effort, I slowed to a sedate walk. I had to try to make this farmhouse seem like any other sleepy home on this continent—even though it was far from it.
Who are these people? What are they doing here?
They weren’t Necrocretors. Necrocretors didn’t use Jeeps or SUVs to make their entrances. Whoever they were, they were driving fast. Too fast.
As they pulled closer, the sun glinted off the tinted windows and blinded me. Then when they turned an angle, I saw it. It was the outline of a barrel.
I dove for the willow. Bullets shredded bark above my head. Splinters and sawdust flew everywhere.
My back was firmly against the tree, safe from the bullets, or so I hoped. Thank goodness he grew a fully mature tree, I marveled. Otherwise I’d be dead.
I recited words that hadn’t touched my tongue in years. I carried them in my skin on my tattoo, across my chest, close to my heart. A phrase scribbled in Latin that I’ve learned at a very young age: Estque vel me vel.
Its meaning was simple: It is either them or me.
If someone had to die, it wasn’t going to be me.
I took out the Zippo in my back pocket, closed my eyes, and used my diaphragmatic breathing exercises to calm my heart.
More gunshots sizzled overhead. Bits of the porch railing and the willow bar exploded. The air filled with the scent of sulfur and singed wood.
I took a deep breath.
Then I flicked the flint.
Kristin resides in South Africa with her husband, two beautiful girls and two bulldogs that tries to eat her house.
She has been writing for the past eight years and her first debut novel, Hinder: A Bender’s novel will be published 2018 by Fire Quill Publishing.
When she isn’t writing, she is spending her time with her family, or trying to teach her two bulldogs to not eat her house. You can find more about Kristin at http://www.authorkristinping.com
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Kryssie Fortune’s holiday series, Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge, is now available in a convenient e-boxed set!
Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine:
Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.
Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution–to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.
Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?
Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff:
Jasmine Stewart (Jazz to her friends) falls for the blond stranger when he spanks and seduces her at a Washington soiree. Later, when she discovers her flatmate is trying to draw her into a spy ring, she goes to the authorities. The ensuing publicity costs her her job, her security, and her future. Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge is her only option.
Sean Mathews, former SEAL and Westhorpe Ridge’s sheriff, can’t forget the woman he spanked when he visited Washington, but he thinks she’s a spy. When she turns up in Westhorpe Ridge, he tries everything to make her leave town. Despite their misunderstandings, though, they can’t keep their hands off each other.
As Year’s Eve looms, the spy ring resurfaces. Jazz will need all of Sean’s SEAL prowess to survive. But because his wounded leg cost him his speed in the water, will it be enough?
Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor:
Twelve years ago, Mandy Devlin moved away from her friends and family–under threat. If she returned in the next ten years or told anyone who fathered her baby, her boyfriend’s great-aunt would bankrupt her family. She’s a single mom who dreams of her lost love and a good spanking. When she’s finally free to return to Westhorpe Ridge, the last person she expects to see is Adam–the man she loved and lost so long ago.
Dr. Adam Montgomery doesn’t know he has a son. Thanks to his great-aunt’s will, he has nine months to find a bride or he loses Montgomery Hall and the fifteen million dollars she left him. Although he seduces Mandy on his first night home, he still believes she betrayed him twelve years ago. No way would he marry a woman like her.
As Valentine’s Day looms, someone tries to kill Mandy. Is Adam trying to get rid of her? Or can Mandy trust him to protect them?
Note: All of the books in this set were previously released as single titles.
Kryssie’s pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.
by Michael Okon
Genre: YA Paranormal
Release Date: October 13th 2017
Welcome to Monsterland, the scariest place on earth.
When world markets are decimated by a crippling plague, philanthropist, and billionaire businessman, Vincent Konrad decides to place monsters in a theme park setting to promote education and tolerance. Copper Valley is chosen as the primary site for the park in the United States.
Wyatt Baldwin, a high school senior is dying to go to the opening and when he lands special passes to the park, he and his friends are expecting the experience of a lifetime.
After all, in a theme park where real zombies, werewolves, and vampires are the main attractions, what could possibly go wrong?
Michael Okon is an award-winning and best-selling author of multiple genres including paranormal, thriller, horror, action/adventure and self-help. He graduated from Long Island University with a degree in English, and then later received his MBA in business and finance. Coming from a family of writers, he has storytelling is his DNA. Michael has been writing from as far back as he can remember, his inspiration being his love for films and their impact on his life. From the time he saw The Goonies, he was hooked on the idea of entertaining people through unforgettable characters.
Michael is a lifelong movie buff, a music playlist aficionado, and a sucker for self-help books. He lives on the North Shore of Long Island with his wife and children.
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The Vixen’s Lead
(Kit Davenport, #1)
Publication date: September 19th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance
I want vengeance so badly that I can almost taste it. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. So, I did what any privileged, adopted boarding school girl would do. I slapped on a secret identity and became an internationally renowned thief, known as The Fox. Nobody knows me. Nobody can catch me.
Or so I thought…
It turns out; I have what they want. Special abilities. And trust me, these abilities are coveted–and dangerous. Now, I don’t know who to trust or where to go. Peril lurks on every corner as I try to uncover my past and origin. Teaming up with unlikely allies may be my only chance at survival or my biggest mistake. Only time will tell.
I’m Kit Davenport and this is only the beginning.
Just as I reached out my hand to push open the ladies room door, a meaty paw landed on my shoulder, spinning me around.
“Well, well. Look what I’ve found.” It was the man from the gun range, Sergei, and he grinned gleefully as though he’d just won the lottery. “Emily, wasn’t it? I don’t think I’ve seen your man around here anywhere tonight…” His leer promised all sorts of bad things, and I bit back a snappy retort, remembering the simpering idiot act I had put on when we met.
“Oh, hi!” I gave him my best vacant doe eyes and batted my long lashes. “Sergei, right? What are you doing here?”
He ignored my question, a cruel smile on his face. “You know, places like this aren’t safe for little girls like you. Anyone could just snatch you right up, and no one would say a word.” He crept in closer to me, boxing me against the door. I debated my options, fairly sure I might need to break character and feed this guy his nuts in order to get out of this situation. Right in the nick of time, a bloodied hand snaked between us and yanked me out from under my would-be captor’s sweaty gaze.
Sergei looked up at my savior, surprised and a little wary. “Cole. Good fight, my friend. I always know my money is safe on you.”
Cole glared his scary death stare as his fingers clamped tight on my hip.
“Sergei.” Cole sneered the smaller man’s name with distaste. “Can I ask what you think you’re doing with my girlfriend?” Crap. River hadn’t told him about my prior run in with Sergei.
“Your girlfriend?” He grinned like a Cheshire cat. “I thought she was River’s girlfriend?”
The low rumble from Cole’s chest frightened even me, but I stepped in a little closer to him, instinctively drawn to the sound.
“We like to share.” He glowered at Sergei without so much as missing a beat. “Now fuck off.”
Sergei flicked a nervous look at the still wet blood on the hand clamped possessively over my hip, then gave me a parting leer.
“I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around, Emily.” Then he scurried back down the hallway as though chased by the sound of Cole’s growl.
Evidently I wasn’t off the hook yet as Cole turned his angry gaze on me, pinning me to the spot. Yeah, I shouldn’t have left the chair.
“I had to move,” I defended myself before he could start. “There was a fight breaking out right in front of me, and I didn’t want to be trampled!” He gave me another long stare, then shocked the hell out of me by sweeping me up in a huge hug.
“Don’t scare me like that again, Vixen. I went to get my shit, and you were gone… There are some seriously dangerous people here tonight,” he muttered, not putting me down yet.
“I’m sorry,” I squeaked, patting his huge shoulders. “I thought I’d be back before you noticed.”
He continued to hug me for a second, his hot, sweaty body dampening my shirt, then gently lowered me back to the floor.
“Let’s get out of here.” He grunted, picking up his pile of clothes where he had dropped them, then tugging me further down the hallway and out through a fire escape, which led into a different alleyway. He pulled his leather jacket back on then paused to tie his boots. He must have just stuffed his feet in them before coming to find me downstairs. I inspected his bloodied hands for injuries, but they seemed to just be a little bruised around the knuckles, so the blood must have been from Odin.
“Nice of River to have mentioned you’ve already run into Sergei,” he muttered, narrowing his eyes at me as if expecting an explanation, but I just shrugged.
“He’s not the sort of guy you want taking an interest in you,” Cole continued. “He’s mixed up in this human trafficking job.”
“I assumed as much when River used a fake name for me.” I dropped the hand I was still holding. Whoops. “Quick thinking on the whole ‘we share a girlfriend’ thing, though.”
He gave me a long look, the corner of his mouth twitching, then wrapped his massive paw around my cold hand and tugged me along behind him.
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Brock opened her car door to help her out. Hand in hand—a development she liked a little too much—they headed inside a chrome and glass building. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, illuminating dresses that cost more than she made in a year. The scent of money saturated the air. Or what she believed money would smell like if it bathed in perfumed oils and rolled in a bed of rose petals.
Another amazement? No other customers were present because Brock had booked the entire salon for a private appointment.
With his mouth at her ear, he whispered, “I want to see you in every gown.”
Knees growing weak, she nodded. Then she allowed a salesgirl to lead her into a room.
As Lyndie modeled different dresses, Brock lounged on a couch. All the while, heat blazed in his eyes, and masculine awareness knotted the muscles in his shoulders. He gripped his knees as if to hold himself in place.
He really did have a gown fetish. Or maybe he just wanted to make a move on her?
“You are exquisite, Scottie.”
“Thank you.” Desire nearly felled her and definitely made breathing a little more difficult. Only one thing kept her upright. Feminine power. How badly can I make him want me?
Not going to find out. Not today. But soon.
After a salesgirl served him a glass of champagne, Lyndie said, “I feel like we’re living Pretty Woman.”
“If you want to take this fantasy a step further, I’m game.” The words were a low rasp, yet they exuded enough sultry heat to tempt a woman to strip anytime, any place.
Feigning nonchalance, she said, “So we’ll pretend you’re a prostitute with a heart of gold and I’m your sugar momma?”
“Exactly.” He didn’t miss a beat. But then, he never did. “I’ll do whatever you pay me to do.”
And once again, desire threatened to fell her. Her knees shook, her body softening, readying for his possession. “How would I pay you? What currency?”
“What else? Orgasms.”
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A god of war seeking restoration. An unwilling sacrificial bride. Betrayal that could destroy them both.
Every fiber of my being is woven from the rage of mortals.
Theodric, the young God of War, has a talent for inciting conflict and bloodshed. After being stripped of his powers by his older brother, King of Gods, he sets out to instigate a mortal war to prove himself worthy of being restored to power.
I loved Kisk once; it was my home… But that was before. This is now.
Sixteen-year-old Cassia, like many in the modern era, believes gods and goddesses to be just a myth. Enemy to her country and an orphan of the war, she has no time for fairy tales. That’s until religious zealots from Theo’s sect offer her up as a sacrifice.
Can Cassia and Theo end the mortal war and return balance to the earth and heavens? Or, will their game of fate lead down a path of destruction, betrayal, and romance neither of them saw coming?
Amber R. Duell was born and raised in a small town in Central New York. While it will always be home, she’s spent the last six years living in Germany and Maine as a military wife where the next step is always an adventure.
When Amber isn’t writing, she’s wrangling her two young sons. She is a lover of history, a fan of snowboarding, and a travel enthusiast. In her downtime, she can be found curling up with a good book and a cat or two.
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Jamie-Lee Lewis, aka Jaylew, hails from the island of Jamaica. Since a small child, she’s always had a hyper imagination. She enjoys writing and telling stories, singing and composing songs, entertaining and edifying, playing different characters as well as creating them through drawings, and finding the beauty and fun in everything she does. She is currently a professional and passionate Youtuber.
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Chapter Two – New Assignment
Gravel crunched under the tires of a rapidly approaching car, sending Akira scurrying to the house. She secured the door behind her and pulled on her clothes. Then she peered through the glass panel in the entry. With her sheathed sword at her side, she waited for an intruder to take shape. Seconds ticked by as the dust settled. Then the car door opened. Black boots appeared below a pair of faded black jeans. They were topped with a red T-shirt, half covered with wavy black hair. A huge wave of relief washed over Akira when she spied a face. It was Yuki Ota—Mitsui-san’s daughter-in-law—coming here to assist with the aftermath of her mission. However, as usual, her timing was way off.
Anger smoldered in Akira’s heart. She opened the door and called out, “What took you so long?”
Yuki shrugged a shoulder. “I had some important matters to take care of tonight.”
Akira tossed her head haughtily. “More important than helping me?”
Yuki curled her full lips in disdain. “Have you already forgotten? I protected you from Mitsui-san when no one else would.”
Of course, Yuki was right. If not for her intervention, the gang lord’s men would have made short work of Akira after discovering the threat she had made on Mitsui’s life. But reaffirming that knowledge didn’t wipe away the extreme measures she’d taken to hide her murders.
“Maybe you should have left me to die.”
“Stop feeling sorry for yourself,” Yuki snapped. “At least you don’t have to kiss up to Mitsui-san.”
Akira handed her a baggie containing “tokens” from her last job—personal items to confirm the deaths of the men in the burn pile. Yuki turned it over, studying the silver lapel pin and gold chain necklace Akira had lifted from Kurosaki’s men before dragging them outside. “Oh, almost forgot this.” She gave her the silver dollar Kurosaki had been rolling with his knuckles. “It’s interesting what people place value in.”
Yuki studied it for a few seconds before tucking it into the back pocket of her jeans. Then she slid into the driver’s seat of her black Lexus and waited. Akira climbed in the passenger side and slammed the car door behind her, anxious to disappear.
“I have great news for you,” Yuki told her as she turned over the engine.
Anger trickled away and left her head throbbing. She touched her scalp again. It was tender, and she noticed a trace of blood on her fingertips. “Let me guess. Mitsui-san’s leaving Japan for good, and I never have to see him again.”
Yuki laughed. “Sometimes I wish that too.” She tied her unruly hair in a knot and secured it with a red lacquered chop- stick. Then she grabbed the steering wheel and stepped on the gas, sending gravel flying.
“So what kind of news do you have?” Akira watched Yuki’s profile, testing her patience.
“He wants you to take down another murderer. A British gallery owner cruising in the Caribbean.”
Akira huffed. “And you consider that great news?”
Yuki glanced at her. “Take care of this job, and your obligation to Mitsui-san ends. He’s given permission for you to start your life over anywhere you choose. Just as long as it’s not in Japan.”
Akira took a deep breath and rubbed her palms on her skirt. Where would she go? What would she do? Like most girls in Japan, her dreams of being famous began at a young age. She studied harder and longer than all the maikos in her family home, excelling in music, dance, social graces, and international languages. As the seasons changed in Gion, she matured in her abilities and ultimately earned the respect of everyone around her. Yet she lived a sheltered life as a geiko—always being told where to go, what to do, what to say. After being forced by Mitsui-san to leave her profession, she never considered what freedom would mean—away from his control and the only home she had known.
Yuki turned to her. “I assume that’s what you were hoping for.”
Akira nodded. The scooped collar on Yuki’s red shirt revealed the three gold stars tattooed on her neck, matching the ones on Akira’s hip. They were a constant reminder of their commitment to the Zakura-kai, Japan’s notorious yakuza family. They were a ruthless, barbaric crew who considered compassion a weakness and failure the best reason to die. After spending six months in their company perfecting her techniques, Akira was no better than the rest of them—just a little less obvious.
As the landscape sped by, her delayed reaction took hold. She jiggled her leg up and down, chewed a ragged nail, and checked the time. The pills she had taken to dull her reality were wearing off quickly, leaving fragments of a surreal nightmare in her brain. “Damn it, relax,” Yuki told her. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.” She motioned her head toward the rear seat. “Everything you need is in the black binder: background information, photographs, travel documents, and an altered passport. You have ten days for this job—more than enough time. Do it right, and you’ll be rewarded for your loyalty. Mess up or kill yourself, and Oka-san will die.”
Akira stared at the dashboard, gnawing on her bottom lip. She hated the thought of killing another human being, but risking the life of the woman who had raised her was simply out of the question. And according to Mitsui-san, suicide wasn’t an option. “Are you going with me this time?” Akira asked. “Is that the plan?”
Yuki smirked. “What’s wrong, little geisha? Don’t think you can handle the job yourself?”
Akira frowned. “I think something may have escaped your attention. How am I supposed to deal with the crew and tourists on the ship? If someone should see me…”
“Like I told you, you’ve got nothing to worry about. There’s been more than five thousand deaths on passenger ships, and the majority of them are still unsolved. No one will suspect the involvement of a pretty, young tourist, especially with her father on board.”
Akira’s voice faltered. “My…my father? What do you mean? He died years ago.”
Although Yuki’s smile was sardonic, her eyes held a glint of humor. “Your new father: Takashi Hamada. Mitsui-san chose him because he has the right look. He studied in Los Angeles and speaks perfect English. He’s also a Zakura-kai cleaner and will make sure nothing goes wrong.”
Akira stared straight ahead, her mind swimming in doubt.
As they approached an intersection, Yuki slowed the car to a stop and took the opportunity to provide more information. “Two months ago, Mitsui-san’s sister was found dead at the bottom of a swimming pool. The Mexican authorities in Cabo San Lucas ruled it an accidental drowning, but her best friend and the men sent to retrieve her are convinced that an English couple was involved. Apparently, they got into a heated argument with Keiko over two reserved lounge chairs, of all things. The pool manager relocated their belongings and did his best to calm everyone down. But early the next morning, a gardener found Keiko facedown in the pool.”
Akira narrowed her eyes. “Why would anyone kill someone over deck furniture? I mean…isn’t it possible that Keiko accidentally fell into the pool and drowned? It’s not like it hasn’t happened before…”
“It doesn’t matter what you think, Akira. It’s Mitsui-san’s decision. But just so you know, a bartender was strangled in a neighboring town. It was the same place where Paul Lyons’s wife was refused service and asked to leave.” Yuki increased speed as she veered off toward the freeway. “I’ve been told that if you can’t figure out which member of the Lyons family was involved, then you need to take them both out.”
A married couple? Are you kidding? Akira had disposed of more men than she cared to remember, but she’d never considered the possibility of killing a woman—let alone a foreigner. She glanced at Yuki, knowing this was the same ambitious archaeologist who had been dismissed from a drilling project in Mexico after attempting to sell artifacts on the Internet. The same woman who had castrated a lover for failing to please her. The same schemer who had a long history of blackmailing businessmen with illicit photos and had been shipped off to Thailand by Mitsui-san after stealing diamonds from a hidden tomb in the Sea of Japan. And now she was sitting here insisting on the assassination of a British couple whose greatest mistake could turn out to be arguing with the wrong person at the wrong time. Yuki wasn’t just a sociopath; she was a murderous, conniving bitch who had no feelings or empathy for anyone.
Akira released a deep, resentful sigh. There was no possible way she could do this. Not without being absolutely sure of their guilt.
Severed Threads (Book One)
A deep-sea diving expedition turns deadly, leaving bodies in the wake of this page-turning treasure hunting adventure
“With plenty at stake, erotic chemistry, dastardly villains, a lost relic, an unusual setting, and a touch of the supernatural, this indie novel could stand on any romance publisher’s shelf. The full package of thrills and romance.”
– Kirkus Reviews
Buried Threads (Book Two)
Overcoming death threats by the Japanese mafia is only the beginning in this heart-racing, action-packed thriller
“If you’re a fan of murder mysteries but eschew the usual genre-formatted adventures that offer too-predictable protagonists and not enough depth, it’s time to take a look at Buried Threads: a horse of another color. More than a murder mystery, this mingles a treasure hunt, an international race against time, a dark prophecy, Japanese culture, erotic encounters and a clever killer’s modus operandi into a story that just won’t quit.”
– Diane Donovan, Senior Editor, Midwest Book Review
Banished Threads (Book Three)
A romantic escape to England is far from restful when the lives of family members hang in the balance
” Readers will get quite a thrill from McFarren’s latest Threads novel! Chase and Rachel are back in this fast-paced romantic suspense, based in an art gallery in England. It’s full of family drama, stolen art, kidnapping, and even more exciting sex between the globetrotting couple. The story moves along at a brisk pace with plenty of peripheral characters to keep things interesting.”
– Romantic Times
Crowned (Beholder #4)
by Christina Bauer
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: November 28th 2017
Monster House Books
Summary from Godoreads:
At last, Elea has found the love of her life. Unfortunately, the evil Tsar Viktor is about to unleash an army of twisted mages bent on killing everyone Elea cares about… including the man who’s stolen her heart. That’s challenge enough, but on the eve of battle, Elea realizes that her true enemies may be far more powerful than even Viktor: The deities Oni and Yuri could be out to destroy her as well. With major battles brewing on two fronts, Elea’s not sure that she’ll win, but with true love to inspire her, she’s certainly ready to fight.
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Rowan transported us back to our cabana behind the palace. Of course, we had a formal room in the castle itself, but that was more for show. Rowan and I actually lived in this small round structure made of bamboo. It was simple, cozy, and perfect.
Once the red smoke disappeared, I noticed the thin line of moonlight peeping through the bamboo walls. After that, I noticed the touch of gentle kisses along my jawline. Rowan.
“I thought we were getting ready for the festival?” I asked. “There’s a lot at stake here.” Including my life.
“Caster culture is all about appreciating the moment. You never know what the next day will bring, let alone the next hour.” Rowan kissed a slow path down my throat. “And we have at least an hour here.” Rowan nipped at my neck, sending a jolt of desire through me. “And I want to take this moment with my mate.” He pulled my body flush against his.
I pursed my lips and did some quick calculations. “When does the Monkey Festival begin?”
“It started hours ago, but the chance to summon the trickster gods is still quite some time away.”
Rowan’s kisses were distracting, but I wasn’t sure at all about this Caster concept of enjoying the moment. At least, not this particular moment. Tonight’s festival took place at Trickster’s Haven, a village that was halfway across the continent. Although Rowan was strong with transport spells, it still might take us some time to get there. “Are you sure we shouldn’t leave now?”
“Positive. We’ve plenty of time before midnight. That’s when the summoning takes place.” Lifting my hand, he gently brushed his lips across my ring finger and mating band. A flutter of excitement moved through me. It was true. Being held by Rowan was something to savor. “Perhaps we could wait just a few minutes more.”
Rowan gave me his lopsided grin. “Now, you’re making sense.”
Christina Bauer knows how to tell stories about kick-ass women. In her best selling Angelbound series, the heroine is a part-demon girl who loves to fight in Purgatory’s Arena and falls in love with a part-angel prince. This young adult best seller has driven more than 500,000 ebook downloads and 9,000 reviews on Goodreads and retailers. It is now available as an audiobook on Audible and iTunes.
Bauer has also told the story of the Women’s March on Washington by leading PR efforts for the Massachusetts Chapter. Her pre-event press release—the only one sent out on a major wire service—resulted in more than 19,000 global impressions and redistribution by over 350 different media entities including the Associated Press.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
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