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text 2019-08-23 11:00
BLOG TOUR! Death of Darkness (Immortal Guardians #9) Dianne Duvall!

 

 

AUTHOR'S TAPROOM

 

 

TGIF Readers! Today I am sharing the newest Immortal Guardians novel - Death of Darkness! Enjoy and don't forget to enter the giveaway!

 

 

 

 

 

Seth has led the Immortal Guardians for thousands of years. With them fighting by his side, he has protected humans from psychotic vampires, defeated corrupt mercenary armies, defended military bases under attack, and more. But the latest enemy to rise against the Immortal Guardians has proven to be a formidable one, wielding almost as much power as Seth. His goal is simple. He wants to watch the world burn. And he will use every means at his disposal to accomplish it. Seth and his Immortal Guardians have succeeded thus far in staving off Armageddon despite heartbreaking losses. But they have never before faced such danger. Seth has only one wish: to protect his Immortal Guardians family and ensure the continuation of humanity by defeating his foe. But then Leah walks into his life and sparks a new desire.

 

Leah Somerson has suffered losses of her own. It has taken her a long time to rebuild her life and find some semblance of peace. Then one night a tall, dark, powerful immortal with what appears to be the weight of the world on his shoulders stumbles into her shop, and everything changes. Peace and contentment are no longer enough. Now she wants more. She wants to find happiness. She wants to erase the darkness in Seth’s eyes and replace it with love and laughter. She knows he’s different in ways that make most fear him. Even some of his immortal brethren keep a careful distance. But Leah will not. Nor will she shy away when danger strikes.

 

 

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Death of Darkness is the 9th book in the Immortal Guardians series.

 

 

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Darkness Dawns  (Immortal Guardians, #1)

 

Night Reigns (Immortal Guardians, #2)

 

Phantom Shadows (Immortal Guardians, #3)

 

In Still Darkness (Immortal Guardians, #3.5)

 

Darkness Rises (Immortal Guardians, #4)

 

Night Unbound (Immortal Guardians, #5)

 

Phantom Embrace (Immortal Guardians, #5.5)

 

Shadows Strike (Immortal Guardians, #6)

 

Blade of Darkness  (Immortal Guardians Book # 7)

 

Awaken the Darkness  (Immortal Guardians Book #8)

 

 

AVAILABLE in print, ebook & audio

 

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Hello!  Thank you for joining me. I’m happy to be here at Stormy Vixen’s Book Reviews, celebrating the release of DEATH OF DARKNESS, the latest book in my Immortal Guardians series. If you like powerful immortal males who adore strong, kick-ass women, and lost of action, passion, humor and romance, then I think you’ll enjoy this books. If you’re new to my series, don’t worry. Each book can be read as a stand-alone novel. You’ll just know more about the secondary characters if you read the books in order.

 

I have loved books for as long as I can remember and have always been a voracious reader. There are over two thousand paperbacks on my keeper shelves. And I’ve lost count of the number of ebooks I have on my devices. So whenever someone asks me to name my top five all-time favorite books, I’m guessing I acquire a deer-in-the-headlights look. Just five? Impossible!! :-)

 

My top five favorites actually tend to change from time to time, depending on my mood and what’s happening in my life. But here are the ones who most often make the list of…

 

 

My Top 5 All-Time Favorite Reads

 

Stephen King’s ON WRITING. Because I’m a writer, I had to include this one. I am a huge admirer of Stephen King. He is the one author I can always count on to phrase something in each of his books that will make me think, “Wow. No one else would’ve thought to describe that in such a way.” He knows the craft so well. I learn something new every time I read one of his books. And his fiction novels always fire my imagination and make me want to sit down and write for hours. So it didn’t surprise me at all when I loved ON WRITING, too. I enjoyed the tale of his path to publication and could easily relate to it. But I liked even more that he covered aspects of writing that my creative writing professors in college never mentioned. Whenever new writers ask my advice, I’m always quick to recommend this. :-)

 

Gena Showalter’s THE DARKEST NIGHT. Paranormal romance is one of my favorite genres, so I have read many over the years. This one really stood out. I loved the characters and the storytelling. It was a great introduction to an entertaining series. And I always enjoy indulging in a reread.

 

Laurann Dohner’s FURY. This totally hooked me on Laurann’s New Species series. I’ve devoured every book in it since… more than once… AND listened to the audiobooks. It’s my go-to series whenever I’m stressing over deadlines. And no matter where I dive back into New Species, I always end up wanting to return to Fury’s story.

 

Karen Marie Moning’s THE IMMORTAL HIGHLANDER. The books in the Highlander series were among the first time travel romances I ever read. And I really enjoyed them. This one—The Immortal Highlander—was my favorite and one I think of and return to often.

 

Stephen King’ THE STAND (Uncut). What can I say? Stephen King is a phenomenal writer. I think this was the first horror novel I ever read, and I absolutely loved it. In my opinion, it’s one of his best. I could read it again and again.

 

So what five books are on your all-time favorites list? :-)

 

 

TOUR WIDE GIVEAWAY

 

1 — $50 Amazon Gift Card

1 — $25 Amazon Gift Card

1 — Immortal Guardian & The Gifted Ones Prize Packs that includes; a Death of Darkness tote bag, signed paperback copies of Blade of Darkness and Awaken the Darkness, 13 bookmarks, 13 collector cards, and 5 postcards.

 

Open to residents of the US and Canada.

 

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Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne's books "fast-paced and humorous" (Publishers Weekly), "utterly addictive" (RT Book Reviews), "extraordinary" (Long and Short Reviews), and"wonderfully imaginative" (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers' Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews,and/or Night Owl Reviews.

 

Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn't writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the vampires she creates in her books. 

 

 

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Blog Tour! The Phoenix Grail (The Phoenix Succession #1) Helen Savore!

 

 

 

Hello, Readers! Today I am visiting Alexandra as tries to summon the phoenix! Enjoy and don't forget to add The Phoenix Grail by Helen Savore to your shelves!

 

 

 

 

Alexandrea’s family descends from King Arthur’s knights, the sole humans who can see the Fae. They’ve worked with Merlin’s forgotten apprentice for generations to stop Fae from leeching life.

 

Now she is the last, and must follow in the footsteps of the grail knights, seeking the Phoenix grail. Worse, the fae are visiting Earth more, including Alexandrea’s friend Jamie who sees visions predicting his patients deaths.

 

Can Alexandrea summon the Phoenix in time to regain what her ancestors lost and stop the deaths that plague our world?


 

Author's Book Page - http://oberonsforgepress.com/works-in-progress/the-phoenix-grail/


 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45866267-the-phoenix-grail

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1054351

 

GBooks - https://books.google.com/books?id=Jc2DxQEACAAJ&dq=helen+savore+the+phoenix+grail&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjfr8LeppzjAhURWs0KHdlKBCgQ6AEILDAA

 


 

 

The Phoenix Grail is the 1st book in the Phoenix Succession.

 

 

 

AVAILABLE in print, ebook & Kindle Unlimited

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07T62JC2S/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B07T62JC2S&linkCode=as2&tag=oberonsforgep-20&linkId=0375de95fc3893ad220e1bf94902b015

 



 

Helen Savore writes fantastical worlds filled with a mixture of modern and medieval settings. She explores stories loosely based on Arthurian legends, secretly wishing that King Arthur would return to pull the world from the brink of darkness. An engineer by day, and a gamer when time allows, this paper ninja writes, reads, plays with pen-and-paper RPGs and folds origami. It’s not surprising that her stories are filled with unexpected folds and twists that blend seamlessly with reality.

 

 

Website - http://www.oberonsforgepress.com/

 

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/helensavore/

 

Twitter - https://twitter.com/ImaPaperNinja

 

Pinterest - https://www.pinterest.com/oberonsforge/

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16347232.Helen_Savore

 

 

 

 

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Blog Tour & 5 STAR Review with Excerpt! Devoted To Love (Devoted Lovers #2) Shayla Black!

 

 

He was sent to guard her body…but he’s determined to steal it—and her heart—for his own.

 

An all-new sizzling contemporary romance about an alpha bodyguard protecting his small-town Texas siren from lethal danger—from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Shayla Black.

 

https://onceuponanalpha.com/

 

 

 

Good Morning, Readers! Guess what? I was recently attending a wedding where the sister of the bride met this sexy, friend of the groom and sparks started flying and danger came calling! Enjoy and don't forget to add Devoted to Love by Shayla Black to your shelves!

 

 

 

 

He was sent to guard her body… he didn’t expect her to steal his heart.

 

Her sister’s wedding was hardly the place to find a hook up, but after one look at friend-of-the-groom and special operative Josiah Grant, small-town Texas beauty Magnolia West immediately fell in lust. After a stunningly sensual night together, Maggie is prepared for the two of them to go their separate ways. After all, she’s not a happily-ever-after kind of girl. But Josiah—and danger—change her plans.

Josiah isn’t looking for love…but Maggie rouses his body and stirs his heart like no other woman. She’s got a rocky romantic past, and a smart man would steer clear. But when the murder quotient in Kendall County rises and all signs point to a mysterious group nearby who have been harassing Maggie’s family, he can’t leave her unprotected—especially when he realizes he’s fallen hard for her.

 

As tension mounts and the menace closes in, Josiah will do anything to prove to Maggie that their love is real…but can they stay alive long enough to share it?


 

 

Her sister’s wedding is hardly the place to find a hook up, but after a stunningly sensual night together, Magnolia West is prepared for them to go their separate ways. He isn’t looking for love, but Maggie rouses Josiah Grant’s body and stirs his heart. A smart man would steer clear, but the murder quotient in Kendall County is rising and all signs point to a mysterious group who have been harassing Maggie’s family, so he can’t leave her unprotected.

 

Following these two strong, vivid characters on their tempestuous journey to their ‘happily ever after’ is one entertaining read that stirs passions, stimulates the mind, arouses emotions and captivates hearts. The chemistry between Josiah and Maggie sizzles with electricity from every page and makes for a lot feisty and fiery encounters whether they butting heads or engaging in steamy intimate moments which keeps things real interesting throughout this volcanic romance.

 

The plots is fast paced and full of thrilling ‘keep turning the pages’ suspense that keeps readers glued to those pages. The group that Josiah feels is responsible for the deaths in the County gives off some seriously freaky and slimy vibes that readers can practically feel radiating from the pages (good thing good vibrations from Josiah and Maggie eclipse those) and readers really become caught up in all the intrigue. Rollicking emotions, passionate encounters, stunning twists, fancy footwork and a sexy overprotective male ensures that readers can’t put this stimulating and entertaining read down.

 


 

Author's Book Page - https://www.shaylablack.com/books/devoted-to-love/

 

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42238568-devoted-to-love

 

BookLikes - http://booklikes.com/devoted-to-love-shayla-black/book,14003942

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/devoted-to-love-by-shayla-black

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1053694


GBooks - https://books.google.com/books?id=9H9xDwAAQBAJ&dq=shayla+black+devoted+to+love&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjq0KWsk4jjAhXRHc0KHdD8AnIQ6AEIMDAB

 

 

 

 

Devoted to Love is the 2nd book in the Devoted Lovers Series.

 

STEAMY, SUSPENSEFUL, CHARACTER-DRIVEN STORIES ABOUT HEROES WHO WILL DO ANYTHING TO LOVE AND PROTECT THE THE WOMEN BOLD ENOUGH TO BE THEIR SOUL MATES. BEGINS WHERE WICKED LOVERS ENDED.

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/217347-devoted-lovers

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/bookseries/B077BVTYBK/ref=dp_st_0399587381

 


 

1 Devoted to Pleasure
2 Devoted to Wicked
3 Devoted to Love

 

 

Devoted Lovers Series takes up where Wicked Lovers left off

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/40683-wicked-lovers

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/bookseries/B00CKM0VOG/ref=dp_st_0425268179

 


 

More Than Words #5.5 More Than Pleasure You - November 12, 2019.

 

https://www.shaylablack.com/books/more-than-pleasure-you/

 

 


Maggie was shocked to feel her hand tremble when she put her fingers in Josiah Grant’s massive palm. He’d been more than nice to look at, and she’d already entertained more than one fantasy about how hot he might look out of that sharp charcoal-gray suit. But now that she was actually going to touch him, her brain felt in eminent danger of short-circuiting. How the devil would she manage if he actually kissed her? Peeled off her clothes? Thrust his hard cock—which should be large, given the size of his hands—inside her?

 

She’d combust on the spot.

 

“Sure,” she managed to murmur while seeming somewhere between cool and detached. It was her signature move.

 

As they reached the dance floor, the party tune faded away, replaced by Ed Sheeran crooning that he’d love the woman in his arms until he was seventy. As Josiah pulled her close and began to sway to the slow beat, she peered up at him. Her lashes fluttered, along with her heart. She sucked in a breath. God, she had to stop being such a nervous idiot. He was a man. She was a woman. This would probably be nothing more than a fling she’d enjoy the hell out of.

 

But looking into his eyes, she wasn’t so sure. They weren’t blue or green or brown or even hazel. They were more unusual. They were a glinting gray with a thick fringe of lashes against tanned skin. That gaze, along with the buzz of his brown hair, made him look somewhere between exotic and dangerous. And he was staring right at her, looking entirely serious.

 

Mercy, what was it about this man?

 

He swallowed like maybe she got to him, too.

 

“So . . .” She searched for a conversational topic to cut her nerves.

 

“So . . .” He smirked in return.

 

“You actually can dance. I’m impressed.”

 

He let loose a laugh. “See? I’m a lot of things, but a liar isn’t one of them.”

 

Josiah glided them around the floor effortlessly, turning her under his arm, reeling her in closer, then settling his hot fingertips in the middle of her bare back before he caressed his way down her spine and placed his palm close to her ass.

 

Lord, he felt good. Maggie tried not to imagine how his fingers would feel skimming her whole body with that soft, unhurried stroke. “Tell me . . . Were you in the service, like Cutter?”

 

Josiah shook his head. “CIA.”

 

Wow. “That sounds dangerous.”

 

“The mortality rate was higher than, say, for an accountant.”

 

“Why do I get the feeling that’s an understatement?”

 

He simply shrugged. Okay, he didn’t want to talk about it. Or couldn’t. She respected that.

 

“How long have you worked for EM Security?”

 

“About a year. I signed on because I wanted to learn from the best. Then a few months later, Caleb Edgington retired. Thankfully, his sons have proven anything but amateur. What about you?”


Since he’d done important things like save the world, he would laugh a million times at what she’d chosen to do with her life. At least he’d never guess. It wasn’t as if a guy like him would ever read an Azalea North novel. In fact, no one had figured her secret out yet, not even her sister.


“I’m . . . on hold right now. Shealyn has this big life to lead, and now she’s married. My grandparents are needing more help as they get older. Papa fell last week. Thankfully, he wasn’t hurt, but Granna can’t lift him. I barely can. And she can’t remember to take her medicine half the time. They’re little issues, at least right now. But they’re going to require more care in the coming years.”

 

“What about your mom? Can she help?”

 

Maggie bit back something pointless he wouldn’t understand and she’d probably regret. “She lives in Costa Rica with her husband and my ten-year-old half brother.

Up until the last few months, she really hasn’t been in my life. We’re, um . . . getting to know each other.”

 

“You didn’t grow up with her?”

 

She shook her head. “Long story.”

 

Hopefully, he’d read between the lines. In her book, it was a closed subject. She still wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about her mom. A few conversations didn’t erase a whole childhood of resentment, but Maggie wasn’t the sort to hold on to hate. And it wasn’t as if her youth in Comfort had been terrible.

 

“What about your parents?” she said to fill what could become an awkward silence.

 

“Long story, as well.”

 

In other words, he had secrets he’d rather keep, too. Fine by her.


The silence she’d been trying to avoid fell between them. Surprisingly, it wasn’t awkward at all. But it was tight, full of awareness. She could feel herself yearning to be closer to him. But what blindsided her was his desire for her. It hung so thick in the air it was almost tangible. Like a blanket, it wrapped around her, warmed her from the January chill that blew in under the tent. It left her no doubt what he thought or wanted.


The song ended. Neither one of them moved, simply stared. Those wicked fingertips of his prowled their way up her bare back again, making her shiver, before gliding down in a barely there caress.

 

“Josiah?”

 

“How much longer do you have to stay at the reception?”

 

Half dazed, she scanned the room. Her sister was wrapped in her husband’s arms on the opposite corner of the dance floor. Granna and Papa had already retired. Brea, bless her, had finally managed to calm her stomach enough to enjoy the festivities. The rest of the guests had either left or kicked off their shoes, started their third drink, and gotten ready to party.


“Not another minute. Are you planning to take me to bed?”

 

He cupped her cheek, looking like he wanted to kiss her. Instead, he backed away, teeth gritted in restraint—for now. She had a feeling that moderation wouldn’t last.

 

Josiah took her hand. “Yes, I am.”

 

 

 

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Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than sixty novels. For nearly twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.

 

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight years.

 

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

 

 

Website - http://www.shaylablack.com/

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/20983.Shayla_Black


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YouTube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFM7RZF38CqBlr6YG3a4mRQ

 

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review 2019-06-07 11:05
Blog Tour & Giveaway with New Release Review! Hunt of the Gods (Areios Brothers #2) Amy Braun!

 

 

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TGIF Readers! Today I am joining the Areois Brothers and their friends as they take on the Gods in an ongoing dangerous & deadly quest! Enjoy and don't forget to enter the giveaway!

 

 

 

 

Hunt of the Gods
by Amy Braun
(Areios Brothers #2)
Publication date: June 4th 2019
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy

 

 

Synopsis:


Two months have passed since Derek Areios—war-scion and heir of Ares—and the band of rogue scions he’s aligned with recovered both the Thunderbolt of Zeus and the Heart of the Devourer and returned them to the Gods. During the battle, Derek discovered he could control not only the element of fire, as all war-scions can, but also the dark element “aether,” making him the only scion alive to wield two types of elemental magic.

 

Commanded by Zeus to retrieve the Trinity Weapons and the Shards of Cronus, Derek and the rogue scions are thwarted in their goal by a gang of water-scions with a grudge against one of the rogues—Thea, heir of Poseidon. Both groups travel to an uninhabited island to recover one of the Shards––the Eye that belonged to Cronus, King of the Titans. But what they encounter will lead them down a path of brutal betrayals, hard truths, painful memories, and desperate actions.

 

With angry and impatient gods breathing down his neck, a curse that allows Ares to control him, a prophecy he’s desperate to avoid, a magic spear corrupting his thoughts, and two forms of elemental magic, Derek has a lot of baggage—and a lot of power. Will the price of using that power to satisfy the Gods be too much for him to pay?

 

 

Mythological monsters, explosive magic, and devastating truths take center stage in the second novel of the action-packed AREIOS BROTHERS series from Amy Braun.

 

 

 

Two months ago, they recovered the Thunderbolt of Zeus and the Heart of the Devourer. During the battle Derek made a discovery about himself that makes him the only scion alive to wield two types of elemental magic. Now Derek and the band of rogue scions that he’s aligned with has been commanded to retrieve the Trinity Weapons and the Shards of Cronus. But they have work with a gang of water scions as well and the mission leads them down a path of brutal betrayals, hard truths, painful memories and desperate actions.

 

Smokin’ thunderbolts, this urban fantasy story has some serious energy and gripping emotions that flow from every page of this powerful read. The events of this story has the rogue scions and a gang of water scions reluctantly joining together to achieve Zeus’ command but there is no trust between the two groups and it is obvious that there are some dirty, underhanded tricks up the water scions sleeves. Somehow, during all of this excitement, there is some romance blossoming with the group of rogue scions, so those flirty but unsure emotions are mixing in with all the other potent emotions that flow the pages.

 

Although the story does have a disturbing and OMG cliffhanger ending, there is never a dull moment to be found. This complex and fast paced plot has so many twists and turns that readers have to borrow Hermes’ sandals to keep up as it is full of stunning surprises, frightful prophecies, blood and guts, deadly decisions and exhilarating danger that has readers’ knees bounding up and down in giddy, adrenaline pumping excitement.

 


 

Author's Book Page - https://amybraunauthor.com/areios-brothers/hunt-of-the-gods/

 

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43911365-hunt-of-the-gods

 

BookLikes - http://booklikes.com/hunt-of-the-gods-areios-brothers-2-amy-braun/book,14005471

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1049280

 

 

 

 

Hunt of the Gods is the 2nd book in the Areios Brothers series

 

Set in an alternate universe where the Olympian gods have awakened from a two thousand year slumber and begun reclaiming the world, the series follows the human descendants of Ares, Derek Areios and his younger brother Liam, as they are swept up in a conspiracy that will either see the Titans remained in their prison, or be unleashed.

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/230795-areios-brothers

 

Author - https://amybraunauthor.com/areios-brothers/

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07R1YZT9R?ref=series_rw_dp_labf

 

 

1 Storm of the Gods

2 Hunt of the Gods

 

 

 

AVAILABLE in ebook

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Hunt-Gods-Areios-Brothers-Book-ebook/dp/B07QPQ95MF

 

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iBooks - https://books.apple.com/us/book/hunt-of-the-gods/id1462212644

 

 

 

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Amy is a Canadian urban fantasy and horror author. Her work revolves around monsters, magic, mythology, and mayhem. She started writing in her early teens, and never stopped. She loves building unique worlds filled with fun characters and intense action. She is an active member of the Weekend Writing Warrior community.

 

When she isn't writing, she's reading, watching movies, taking photos, gaming, struggling with chocoholism and ice cream addiction, and diving headfirst into danger in Dungeons & Dragons campaigns.


 

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Blog Tour & Giveaway with Excerpt! Cursing (Angie Faust #1) Lynne Murray!

 

 

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Good Morning, Readers! Today I am going on tour to share the new release of a new urban fantasy series by Lynne Murray! Enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

 

 

 

 

Angie Faust Series Book 1
by Lynne Murray
Genre: Urban Fantasy


The day she killed her boss...

 

Everything changed.

 

She never laid a hand on him to take his life. She didn’t have to.

As her boss lies on the floor with a dozen witnesses staring and paramedics working in a futile effort to save him, a mysterious stranger approaches Angie with a bizarre offer.

 

It’s a job with the ExtraTerrestrial Protection Agency, a secret organization. Can Angie trust a group whose very existence is ultra classified?

 

She has to decide in a hurry because her newly released power starts drawing attention from life-draining, telepathic, Mindworms and alien scientists obsessed with abducting humans. Most terrifying of all, she’s stalked by one of the most fearsome predators in the galaxy.

 

 

If you loved Men in Black or Ilona Andrews’ Innkeeper Chronicles series, buckle up for a wild ride with Angie Faust in Cursing. Get it now!


 

 

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45165631-cursing

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/cursing-book-1-of-the-angie-faust-series-by-lynne-murray

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1049142

 

 

 

Cursing is the 1st book in the Angie Faust series

 

 

 

AVAILABLE in ebook

 

Amazon – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07QQ42HZB


 

 

Chapter 1

 

Things changed the day I killed my boss. I was trying so hard not to.

He died quickly from cardiac arrest in front of a dozen witnesses in the glassed-in fishbowl of a conference room at Wolfe, Savage and Steele, the law firm where we worked. I never touched him physically. I didn’t have to. His name was Carroll Caine.

 

The Office Manager’s death interrupted an extended yelling session aimed at me. Caine was a short, square-built man with small bulging, blue eyes, a permanently red face and silver hair, cut brush short. For some reason, he had singled me out for verbal abuse almost from his first day on the job. He retired from the Navy as a Warrant Officer. Law firms like to hire former non-coms on the theory that they work well with a formal chain of command. But for Caine, taking orders from civilian lawyers he didn’t respect chafed him like a sandpaper jockstrap.

He took it out on his subordinates. I was a favorite target.

 

Understanding why Caine attacked me so often didn’t protect me when he did.

My other co-workers looked away in embarrassment or relief that, at least for the moment, Caine wasn’t singling them out. Not Francine, the woman sitting next to me in the conference room. She was petite, blonde and eager to score points with Caine by digging up the slightest hint of an error on my part.

 

Caine picked a bad day to stand over me and settle in for an extended rant. My Aunt Bess had simply disappeared six months earlier and without her, I had no one. The pain of her loss had retreated to a dull ache most days, but sometimes it flared up into a sharp pain of grief and confusion.

 

I focused all my attention on breathing slowly and letting his word roll over me.

I huddled in my chair, trying to make myself invisible, staring down at the pad of paper in front of me, a pencil gripped in my hand.

 

Caine paused for breath as if savoring looking down at me. He leaned in close. “You’d already be out of here if I didn’t suspect you might have a hidden disability and you’d sue all our asses. Is that it, Angie?”

 

“Look at me!”

 

I slowly looked up and met his eyes. Bad idea. The urge to let loose the anger that built in every cell of my body. I blinked when a cloud of black dots like a swarm of tiny insects filled my vision, swirling between Caine and Francine. I glanced around. Most people stared at the table or Caine. No one else gave any sign of seeing the whirling dots.

 

Great Angie, you’re hallucinating, just what I need.

 

“Keeping something up your sleeve, Angie? Maybe you lied on your employment application?” His spit landed on my face. Droplets hit my glasses. I wanted to wipe them off, but I didn’t move a muscle.

 

I could smell Caine’s rage under the Bay Rum aftershave and lingering cigar smoke on his breath.

 

Something inside me settled. Everything seemed sharper, clearer and despite the black cloud of dots passing between Francine and Caine. It couldn’t be real. A voice somewhere in the mists of early life echoed in my head.

 

Stop the heart.

 

Deadly calm washed over me. I felt myself starting to shake as if there was an earthquake. There was not. Yet an inner vibration shook me physically like the roars I heard when my aunt took me to the Lion House at the San Francisco Zoo at feeding time.

 

I focused on Caine. Not on his face, on his chest. Every sound in the room fell away. I found his heart. I raised my hand to point at him, still holding the pencil.

He straightened up. A slow smile on his face told me he was hoping he had made me mad enough to do something stupid. He had.

 

“Ya gonna hit me, Angie?” he asked.

 

“No.” I couldn’t remember ever feeling so calm.

 

Now.

 

I snapped my arm a few inches back as if I meant to throw the pencil at him. Caine instinctively rocked back on his heels, but there was no escape for him. Energy tore through me. My fingers tingled as I completed the short gesture toward his chest. I sensed the familiar but unknown force piercing him like a tool. It reached for his heart and grabbed it. And squeezed.

 

The pencil broke in half. The eraser end bounced off the table and fell on the rug. I lowered my arm, feeling his heart, frozen in a spasm as if my hand really was squeezing it. The inner shaking stopped and I took a deep breath, suddenly, oddly at peace.

 

Caine’s knees gave way and he crumpled to the floor. He twitched a few times. I don’t know how, but I could feel his life leave his body. He wasn’t coming back.

I stood up and backed away as two co-workers rushed past me to attempt CPR. They knelt beside him, but I knew they wouldn’t be able to revive him. I jammed my hands into my pockets and finally let go of the top half of the pencil. I kept my head down because I couldn’t help myself from smiling. The roaring inside me was gone. The swarm of black particles was gone too.

 

I took my hands out of my pockets and saw a couple of wood slivers had pierced my skin. I was bleeding. It didn’t even hurt. I didn’t feel anything but relief at the sudden quiet when Caine shut up.

 

Then the fear hit.

 

Everything I learned growing up told me I should go home, grab my getaway pack and leave town. It would be hard to run without my aunt organizing our escape.

 

I didn’t want to move again. I loved San Francisco. The rent-controlled apartment was my true refuge with my grandfather’s books lining almost every wall.

 

Maybe I wouldn’t have to run. Maybe no one noticed how Caine had died. People drew back to the edges of the room while efforts to revive him got more frantic. No one paid the slightest bit of attention to me. It wasn’t as if I’d physically touched the old man. Maybe no one would blame me.

 

Scratch that.

 

As I surreptitiously dabbed Caine’s saliva off my face and glasses with the cuff of my long-sleeved blouse, I raised my head and looked straight into the eyes of the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. He twirled a pair of sunglasses in his hand and continued to stare right at me.

 

He had a tousled mop of sun-streaked light brown hair. He wore a tan suit about the same shade as his hair and a light blue shirt and gold and darker blue striped tie. His angelic face, even features and sensual lips seemed familiar. Maybe I’d seen him in one of those semi-porn underwear ads—the kind where you don’t look closely at the model’s face because you’re too busy checking out that impossibly lithe and muscular body. He leaned against the receptionist’s desk as if he owned it, as if he owned any place he stood simply by standing there.

 

He stowed his glasses in his jacket pocket and raised a blond eyebrow at me as if asking a question with luminous blue eyes.

 

The receptionist, a sixty-something retired airline stewardess with a British accent, had already called 911. Now she leaned over her counter at the perfect angle to check out Underwear Model Man’s ass at the same time that she watched the drama around our co-workers struggling to revive Caine.

 

Underwear Model Man held my gaze and nodded at me. I flinched in surprise. He didn’t quite smile, but his eyes crinkled as if we had a secret understanding. A deep feeling of dread settled like lead in my gut. This couldn’t be good.

 

I made it past the reception desk and nearly to the elevator when Underwear Model Man fell into step beside me. He was taller than me. I’m five ten, he must have been around six feet.

 

“Meet me for coffee after work,” he whispered, leaning close. He smelled of Irish Spring soap. “There’s someone you need to talk to. Someone you have a lot in common with. You won’t regret it.”


I kept moving without answering. Every woman in the place stared at this guy. He was that magnetic. The last thing I wanted at this particular moment was anyone paying attention to me.

 

But the stranger followed me and held the elevator door while I got in. “Seriously, you owe it to yourself to listen to an offer that would get you out of this...place.” He didn’t have to say “This hellhole,” it was implicit in his tone. I couldn’t disagree with him. The only thing I liked about Wolfe, Savage and Steele was the paycheck.

“An offer I can’t refuse, huh?” I snapped at him. “That turned out so well for the guy who found the horse’s head in his bed.”

 

The man chuckled. “No dead horses, I promise. But your skills deserve better.”

 

“You know nothing about my skills,” I kept my voice low.

 

“Don’t I?”

 

Francine and three other women slipped past Underwear Model Man into the elevator with me. They all stared at and me, then back at him again.

 

He let go of the door and it closed before I could say another word.

 

An older woman whose name I didn’t know commented on how fine that young man was. Then the elevator bell dinged for our floor and we all filed out in silence. No one mentioned Caine.

 

Underwear Model Man was leaning against the building waiting for me when I went out the front door. He’d taken off his tie and it was hard not to look at the tanned skin and a curl of golden chest hair showing where the top button of his shirt was open.

 

“Hi, I’m Chad Falconer.”

 

At least I didn’t have to keep calling him Underwear Model Man. Automatically, I responded, “Angie Faust.” I instantly regretted that. Now he knew my name.

I needed to get away fast. Men like him don’t follow women like me home from work without some agenda. Whatever his reason it didn’t involve flowers, dinner dates and happy endings. Maybe he sensed how desperately I missed my aunt. Predators can read body language and track wounded animals.

 

“Whatever it is you’re selling, I can’t afford it.”

 

He grinned as if I’d said something terribly witty. “Fair enough,” he said, falling into an easy pace beside me. Chad persisted, walking closer and tilting his head down to get my attention.

 

“Whoever you are and whatever you want, I don’t trust you,” I said.

“The only reason you should listen to me at all is that you and I seem to be the only two people who understood what was going on this morning.”

 

I stopped so fast he almost ran into me.

 

“My boss had a stroke or heart attack while he was yelling at me. He was an old man. He had a strenuous day of verbally abusing people. His heart just gave out.”

 

“It doesn’t usually happen that way though, does it?” Chad said. “I don’t know about you, but the people I want to see die usually go on to live a disgustingly healthy life of making everyone miserable and die peacefully in bed at 95.”

 

“You can’t blame me for what happened,” I concluded, my voice wavering a little.

 

He seemed to understand because he stepped away a foot or so. “Believe me, Angie, blame is the last word I would use to describe you or anything you do.” He stepped in front of me to stop for a moment but he held out his hands out with palms up. “Would you do me a favor?”

 

“Maybe. Will you let me alone if I do?”

 

“Absolutely. The only thing I ask is that you come with me to a coffee shop and meet someone who understands your great gift.”

 

“Gift?” I snorted a small burst of laughter at that thought.

 

“Seriously, it’s a public place, a café not far from here. No pressure.”

 

I stared at him. I never admitted that I was responsible for the violent things that happened around me. My aunt and I rarely spoke about it. “Where is this place?”

 

“It’s an easy walk. Come on, it will only take half an hour of your time.”

I admit I was curious and absurdly relieved that he didn’t seem to be selling anything or whipping out a chloroformed rag and forcing me into a car. But mainly I agreed because of a vain hope that there might actually be a way to cope with whatever the hell it was that I had been fighting my whole life.


 

 

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Lynne Murray was born in Illinois, but she grew up in transit due to her father's work with the military. She's lived in Texas, Alaska, Florida, Washington state, and Southern California, before landing and staying in San Francisco.

 

Lynne writes the kind of books she loves to read. Those usually feature a lot of action, quirky characters and supernatural attitude. She just might read anything that isn't tied down, but some of the books that have to be restrained also make it onto her list. Her favorite authors include Illona Andrews, Faith Hunter, Patricia Briggs, Kim Hamilton, Terry Pratchett and T.H. White.

 

She now lives and writes and stares out the window at the ocean with a group of rescue cats, who rescue her right back with heroic feats of purring.



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