by Tamara Rose Blodgett
Publication date: June 27th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal
Tharell of the fey aligns with the Singers, Were and remaining vampire to take back the one Queen who could stop the interspecies wars and establish a truce of genetics that would free all the groups from extinction and conflict.
Can they rescue Julia and her allies before it’s too late? Will the Red Were’s lineage prove to be the catalyst of victory against a corrupt pack that’s grown too debauched by greed and power to be overcome?
"... Jason caught Julia as she wailed against his shoulder. The sound lifted the heads of wildlife caught in the melody of her sorrow. A chorus of absolution, grief and determination buried in a song even the lowest of the creatures heard and took note of...."
Tires spinning, the car launched off in a lurching Superman dive.
Gravel, water from a swollen river below, and broken limbs showered in reverse as the car nose-dove into the shallowest part of the river below.
Tony waited, seconds sliding into a minute, and the gas tank cooperatively blew. Tony instinctively covered his face as it grew hot from the burning wreckage.
Fan-effing-tastic, he thought with satisfaction. Good old Doug was laughing to pieces down there in the trunk. Literally. Of course, the dead had no humor. It was too perfect.
He laughed at his cleverness and backed away from the inferno.
After about a quarter mile outside the immediate scent reach, he caught the one smell he'd been hunting before trashing the burning evidence.
And one in particular: Jacqueline.
The grin on his face reflected his satisfaction.
It fit him perfectly as he'd slipped his human skin to go to wolfen the instant his nose guided him into the thickest part of the woods where his prize lay hiding.
Tony ran, the small animals of the forest moving like water split by a ship's prow. They scampered as he tore through their habitat.
When he arrived where the Singers and demonic fought, he wore their small bodies to mid-shin.
If they did not move out of his way, he ran them into the ground.
It was this vision that filled Jacqueline's eyes when her gaze found him. He knew what she saw from the tenseness of her body.
Fucking weird, Tony thought. As he looked around at the Singers, he noticed they wore some kind of silver all over their skin.
He squinted, looking closer, and realized it was the blood coursing through their bodies.
Tamara lives in South Dakota with her husband, children and fur kids (dogs). She is an ardent reader of many genres. Tamara enjoys interacting with her readers via Twitter, blog and newsletter as often as possible. Please stop by either one and say hi :)
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