Title: Cursed by Fire
Series: Blood & Magic #1
Author: Danielle Annett
Designer: Mae I Design
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Book Description:
It has been six years since
the Awakening and peace in Spokane, Washington is still tenuous at best. The
vampires and shifters are all vying for control of the city and the humans seem
to be the ones suffering the consequences, or so it seems.
Aria Naveed has spent the
last two years of her life fighting to make the many wrongs of the world right,
but soon finds out that the humans aren’t as weak as they appear and may be a
more terrifying foe than any of the other races combined.
When a stranger rolls into
town with trouble on his heels, Aria finds herself trapped in the middle of a
battle that could cost her more than she has bargained for as a fight for
justice turns into an unexpected fight for her life.
About the Author
Danielle Annett is a reader,
writer, photographer, and the blogger behind Coffee and Characters. Born in the
SF Bay area, she now resides in Spokane, WA, the primary location for her Blood
& Magic series.
Addicted to coffee at an
early age, she spends her restless nights putting pen to paper as she tries to
get all of the stories out of her head before the dogs wake up the rest of the
house and vye for her attention.
You can learn more about
Danielle on her website found at http://www.danielleannett.blogspot.com or follow on on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/AuthorDanielleAnnett and on twitter @Danielle_Annett
Giveaway Code:
Excerpt:
“Mike you and I both know that that isn’t going to happen so why don’t
you just tell me what fur ball they’re going to saddle me with.” I said as I
collected my stack of papers and organized them into a semi-neat pile.
Mike noisily cleared his voice, “Uh hey Ari…”
“God I hope that whoever it is that he isn’t a complete moron. If I’m
going to be stuck with a pack partner, the least they can do is send me someone
competent.” Mike noisily cleared his throat again.
“What?” I asked, looking up from my desk.
I was greeted by a tall man standing just inside the office, casually
leaning against the doorframe. He had tousled brown hair and steely grey
colored eyes. High cheekbones and a strong jaw formed his masculine face and a
hint of stubble dusted his jaw line, not enough to appear unkempt but just
enough to give a roguish impression. Dressed in black jeans, a black T, and a
black leather jacket, he oozed tall, dark and handsome with deadly intent.
“That would be this fur ball right here.” He said, an arrogant grin
lifting the corner of his mouth. I let my head fall to the surface of my desk,
then for good measure I gently knocked my forehead on its smooth surface, one,
two, three times. Dammit I couldn’t believe I had just called him a freaking
fur ball! I could feel my cheeks warm in embarrassment and did my best to hide
it.
“You all done with the show?” He asked as I lifted my head from the
desk. I glared at him for good measure and then allowed my head to connect with
the desk’s surface once more before sitting up. rubbing the slight sting away
“Yea, I’m done.” I told him. Well, at least this wouldn’t be as bad as I had
thought. James was the only shifter that I actually personally knew and was one
of the few individuals I considered a friend. I met James about six months ago
at a shifter bar downtown, though at the time I didn’t actually know that it
was a shifter bar.
A group of coyotes had decided I was easy prey and were giving me a
pretty hard time. James had intervened before things got out of hand which
basically meant that he stopped me from wiping the floor with their coyote
asses and burning the entire building to ash. It was probably a good thing that he had stepped in but I
remember being furious with him at the time, I had really wanted to give those
bastards a piece of my mind and show them that I wasn’t just some naive little
girl. That was back when I was still cocky over my abilities. Things had
changed since then and the thought was sobering. Now being a pyrokinetic was
something I had to hide and honestly, that just plain sucked.
“So, you’re my partner?”
James nodded, his face going serious, “Yea I’m you’re partner, ready to
do something reckless?”
I smiled at that, James knew me all to well.
“Absolutely.”
Grabbing my messenger bag I followed James out of the office, aware of
Mike’s unapproving gaze on my every step.
No comments:
Post a Comment