Urban Fantasy – Thorns & Blood

Urban Fantasy – Thorns & Blood series

by Cheri Winters

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Cheri Winters’ Thorns & Blood – Book 1 is now FREE for a limited time.

EXCERPT:

thornsandbloodbook one..jpg New E (1)Why do the guilty always run? Doesn’t matter if the mark is human, vamp or were or even fae, they all take off as soon as I give my name. Their response should fuel my ego, right? Nope, it just pisses me off. For once, why couldn’t a person acquiesce and let me do my job: turn them into the authorities so I can collect my pay and get on with my life.

I hadn’t finished binge watching Dexter for the third time when this bounty hunting order popped up on my cell. Should’ve known there was more to it than a quick pick up.

My human target dashed into the crowd. Under the rising sun, business people shuffled down the sidewalk in a rush to get to work. A taxi driver had hit another vehicle and both drivers were standing outside their cars, yelling.

Crap, where had the dude fled? If he thought he’d gotten away, he was too late; I’d already thrown a tracking enchantment on him. But I couldn’t risk him discovering it and paying a black arts wizard or witch to break it. Time to move. And I’d worn my heeled boots today thinking a human target, even one with an expensive dollar sign on his head, would be easy.

As I ran, I fingered the baton at my hip. I couldn’t use my dual magic to freeze him with all these civilians in the way. With my luck, if I tried, the humans would turn into ice sculptures and stay that way for weeks.

My boots clicked across the cement as I chased after my mark. He barreled into an old woman, knocking her down, and her bag of groceries scattered across the sidewalk. Apples and a grapefruit tumbled out into the street. Bastard kept running.

“Here, let me help you up.” I paused and held out my hand to the old woman. “Then we’ll get your food.” And I would pick up dude’s trail from the magical tracking spell that had landed on his back. Wasn’t like I didn’t know his crimes. The order was to pick him up for skipping bail and shoplifting. Hardly hardcore stuff, and I should have him bagged, tagged, and delivered before my morning coffee craving hit. Was he too fast a runner to be bagged by the human bounty hunters? Is that why ASH had given me the case and placed a six thousand dollar price tag on him? Should’ve known something was up when I read the order. Too easy – and nothing in my life was ever easy.

“Thank you, sweetie.” The old woman’s eyes widened when I touched her arm, and she began to shake.

What the hell? My magic had siphoned out of me and… into this woman. Why? Had I triggered a wormhole spell that had laid dormant right here all this time? Whatever it was it was draining me like I hadn’t eaten or slept in weeks. I jerked to get away, but my hand wouldn’t budge off her arm. My French manicured nails turned blue. Sparks shot out at our connection. People around us screamed and ran, some ducking into shops and businesses, others jumping into taxis.

The elderly female glanced up at me, the corners of her wrinkled mouth curling upward. “That boy you’re hunting is my nephew.”

“What the fuck are you?” I tried to yank my hand back, but it didn’t move. It felt like I was superglued and sewed to her arm. If I got out of this, it might be useful information for when I tried to apprehend him. Did the dude have any talents like hers? From the neck down, I was a statue. Was she emptying my magic? How?

“A Terin.” She grinned and her teeth were serrated and black. “And after I finish feeding on your power, I’m going to enjoy devouring your flesh and bones.”

Nice. A shiver skated down my back. Wouldn’t be the first time I’d been in over my head. “Crime scene cleanup must be a breeze then.” I swallowed, fighting the urge to close my eyes. Something told me if I did, she’d win, and I wasn’t giving in that easily. My whole life had been a struggle and I wasn’t gonna let some monster get the best of me. Was it a creature like this that had killed my parents? All I knew was I’d come home from high school to find them gone. No trace. No blood. Not even a smidge of a backfired spell.

“Wingetta Meuion,” I said.

She slapped her other hand down on mine. “Not so fast, my little witch.

Double speed, my power flooded forward and into her. I opened my mouth for another spell, but the words stuck in my throat like barnacles. Fuck!

My witch side was useless, along with my wizard power that wouldn’t work without a focal point: a staff, a stick, a wand, or, in my case, the used police baton I’d picked up at a garage sale. If I could reach the thing…

Spots paraded across my vision. I didn’t want to die, but my energy was fading fast. My thoughts turned sluggish. Soon I’d be this ghoul’s dinner.

“Hold it right there!” a voice shouted, but I couldn’t move to see who’d spoken, couldn’t warn them.

“Step away with your hands up.”

Must be a cop and a human one. Anyone else would see her aura slurping up mine. I struggled against the fatigue crashing into me to shout a warning, but I couldn’t even get out a squeak.

“I said, hands up.” The voice came louder this time. Over the Terin’s shoulder, a cop held up a pistol. I seriously doubted that would even leave a scratch on her, but I hoped it would distract her enough if he did fire, for me to throw out a spell and bind the bitch.

She laughed and waved out a hand. Instantly, the guy convulsed. Smoke rose from his body. He screamed. His eyes bulged and his skin changed to a sunburned red. With a bang, his body combusted, leaving fragments of blood and guts steaming on the sidewalk.

Damn, how in the world did she tap into my fire spell? Wait, what else could she do?

Shit, shit, shit! This creature not only absorbed magic, but reused it? And the dead officer had my magical signature all over him. If the Terin didn’t kill me, then ASH-Aligned Supernatural Human task force –would lock me up and throw away the key. Like I didn’t have enough problems.

Rage shimmered across my flesh. I drew into my fading energy, but it slipped through my fingers, like trying to weave spider silk.

I ground my teeth until my jaw cramped. If I could reach the baton, even touch it with my pinkie finger, then I could blast the Terin away from me. It was right there on my hip, an inch at most from my freaking hand. I strained, pulling all the reserves I had left into a central spot on my finger. Move, damn you! Sweat trickled down my spine.

The Terin’s eyes transformed to a crimson color. Not just the iris, but her whole eye. Probably not a good sign.

Come on! I strained to lift my finger, and the nail grazed the baton. Yes. Just a little bit more. My pinkie brushed the cool wood. Yes! I let out a breath and charged the weapon. Or tried to, but my magic didn’t flow into the baton as it should’ve, instead sparks leaped from it and into the Terin.

“Oh, you surprise me little witch.” She grinned, revealing her black jagged teeth and making the Grinch look like Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick. “Or should I say witchard.” She spat the last word like an insult.

Yup, that was me. I was a half-breed of both a witch and a wizard. My magic had been enough to hold my own against paranormal creatures – until now.

But if this Terin was going to end me, I was going to take her to hell with me. I just had to do it without being able to move or use my magic. Otherwise, I’d have to figure out how to haunt her as a ghost.

I couldn’t move my body or use my magic or even kick this bitch to the curb. Wait, I was able to move my head a bit. I reared back as far as I could and slammed my forehead into the side of her head. She blinked as if I had whispered something to her while my skull vibrated from the impact. No way was I giving up, I’d give myself a concussion before I stopped fighting. Again, I smashed into her, making stars zip past my vision. At least this way, she wouldn’t be able to kill me… I was doing a damn fine job of that myself.

A siren sounded in the distance, but ASH would be too late. Already, my life essence was trickling away from me. My breaths and pulse crawled from one to another. I screamed inside my head as a burning pain feeling like lava coursed through my body and melted my bones.

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Cheri Winters got hooked on Urban Fantasy through Kim Harrison, Patricia Briggs, and Laurel K. Hamilton. Now Cheri writes her stories with kick-ass heroines battling their way through adventure and mayhem.

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Why representation matters

Sigils and Spells: A Limited Edition Urban Fantasy Collection

Why representation matters

When I was a kid, I didn’t care about diversity. Just playing. If you were a kid and nice, then you were my friend. Only a person’s name and their character was what was important to me, not their race. Other kids called me names, because of my friends, and threw rocks at me and them. But a true person reveals their heart by their actions and words, not the color of their skin.

As an adult, I watched TV shows like The Cosby Show, Living Single, It’s a Different World, Fresh Prince, Martin, and many, many more. I loved them because they were funny and had good plots and dialogue. Now I watch Luke Cage, Queen Sugar, Shots Fired, and others.

I wept when I read the book, The Help and The Invention of Wings and The Secret Life of Bees.

In my own writing, I try to write diverse characters. But even then, I feel like I fell short of reality and painting my worlds in the vast array of wonder.  I beta read for other authors and came across an interesting historical western romance. But as I read, something occurred to me: there were only white people in the story. This was in the Nineteenth century. When I mentioned this to the author, she didn’t respond. However, I can assume she realized it was true because her second book after that one she sent me to critique had two diverse main characters. Sometimes, I don’t think we realize that we, as authors, are showing the reality of our diverse world.

I had an idea for a new Urban Fantasy series with a sidekick who was not white. Then I thought, why stop there? Why not have the ‘sidekick’ have her own story, her own adventures?

blood lust.jpg ebookSo I wrote Book 2, Thorns & Blood series, featuring a  dhampir (half-vampire/ half-human) woman who hunts rogue vampires for a living. She’s has both African American and Native American heritage.

Being diverse, to me, means a more wonderful world full of amazing people who are like everyone else. Wanting and needing love and acceptance. I have friends of all nationalities and genealogy so why can’t fiction and movies and shows reflect that?

Not everyone feels this way.

“”Star Trek: Discovery,” the latest entry in the “Star Trek” universe, features two women of color – Michelle Yeoh as the starship captain and Sonequa Martin-Green as her first officer.” 1 However, fans were in an uproar that the two main characters were: 1) not white and 2) not male.

What??? Star Trek is based on aliens and space and the future. Is the future going to remain white men rule everything? Maybe a woman captain would be a good thing. In Alien: Covenant, having Janet “Danny” Daniels as their leader might have saved all their lives if she’d been in charge from the beginning.

What about you? Does diversity and representation matter to you?

#diversitymatters #representationmatters

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London Calling – Three Victorican Steampunk Tales

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London Calling

Three Scintillating Victorian Steampunk Tales

By Sorcha Mowbray, TL Reeve & Michelle Ryan, and Dena Garson

Publisher: After Glows Publishing

Release Date: October 17, 2017

Take a journey to Victorian London where an assassin meets her match, zombies invade, and top scientists go missing.

Four talented authors come together to bring you three BRAND NEW, full length Victorian steampunk novels of seduction, adventure, and mystery.

A look inside…

Seducing the Assassin (The Ladies League) by Sorcha Mowbray

Josephine Stanton, Madame and assassin, has another assignment to eliminate an enemy of the Queen. Too bad John Griffin, The Earl of Melton, has no intention of dying. Neither of the pair expects the heat that steams them up between the sheets and ultimately sets New Victorian London on its ear.

Darkness Rises by TL Reeve and Michele Ryan

A zombie horde has invaded London, England. Jonah McRae and his band of ghoulish Dreadfuls are London’s only hope. However, when Annabelle Craig threatens his mission he doesn’t know whether to kill her or claim her as his. Can the hunter and the huntee team together to take down the horde? Or will London be lost forever?

Her Clockwork Heart by Dena Garson

During her search for her missing brother, Trixie is reunited with Nathaniel, the man she never stopped loving. Sensing that Trixie might be in danger, Nathaniel lends his skills as an investigator to her efforts. Their love is rekindled as they race across the country looking for clues to more than one mystery.

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Author Bios:

Sorcha Mowbray

Sorcha Mowbray is a mild mannered office worker by day…okay, so she is actually a mouthy, opinionated, take charge kind of gal who bosses everyone around; but she definitely works in an office. At night she writes romance so hot she sets the sheets on fire! Just ask her slightly singed husband.

She is a longtime lover of historical romance, having grown up reading Johanna Lindsey and Judith McNaught. Then she discovered Thea Devine and Susan Johnson. Holy cow! Heroes and heroines could do THAT? From there, things devolved into trying her hand at writing a little smexy. Needless to say, she liked it and she hopes you do too!

For more information about Sorcha, please visit her website, “Like” Sorcha on Facebook and follow her on Twitter, Instagram and Goodreads. Join Sorcha’s newsletter to be the first to hear about upcoming releases. She’s loves hearing from her readers. Email her directly at sorcha@sorchamowbray.com.

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TL Reeve

TL Reeve, a best selling, multi-published author with Cobblestone Press, Decadent Publishing, Evernight Publishing, and Loose-Id, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in Alabama, TL misses Los Angeles, and will one day return to the beaches of Southern California. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie

 

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Michele Ryan

Michele Ryan is an author with Decadent and After Glows Publishing. She embraced her creative passion and co-authored several books with fellow author TL Reeve. Michele has also published two solo novellas. Michele is a lifelong resident of the state of New Jersey, along with her husband and three children, whom she refers to as her hobbits. When Michele is not plotting or writing, she can be found either volunteering at her children’s school or reading.

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Dena Garson

Dena Garson is an award winning author of contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, and sci-fi romance. She holds a BBA and a MBA in Business and works in the wacky world of quality and process improvement. Making up her own reality on paper is what keeps her sane.

She is the mother of two rowdy boys, two rambunctious cats (AKA the fuzzy jerks), and a loving Labrador. When she isn’t writing you can find her at her at the sewing machine or stringing beads. She is also a devoted Whovian and Dallas Cowboys fan.

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Cosmic Cabaret featuring Dena Garson

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Cosmic Cabaret

Released by SFRR (Speculative Fiction Romance Shooting Stars)

Novellas from CJ Cade, Kerry Adrienne, Tessa McFionn, Jayne Fury, Rosalie Redd, Athena Grayson, Selene Grace Silver, Kat Vancil, Dena Garson, Blaire Edens, Cailin Briste, Jenna Lincoln, and Diana Rivis

Release Date:  Oct. 10, 2017

Where Hearts Collide in the Greatest Show in Space

CosmicCabaretFINALSmall.jpgJoin us aboard Blue Star Line’s crown jewel, the LS Quantum. Thirteen USA Today, Amazon best-selling, award-winning speculative fiction romance authors deliver their twists on tales set in the dance halls and clubs of this luxury starship as it travels through space and time.

Follow princes, sultans, rock stars, scientists, cirque artists, and dancers as they solve murders, track thieves, fight bullies, plan heists and fall in love.

Inside the set:

Catch a Falling Star by CJ Cade

Chaz Jaguari, inter-galactic singing star, hides out until a sexy Tygress wanders into his lair and brings the jaded star roaring back to life.

Starlight by Kerry Adrienne

Astronomer Dr. Andrew Mann becomes enthralled with a performing particle shifter. Stella wants to trust the scientist, but she has a secret, and she’s scared.

Midnight at Andromeda’s by Tessa McFionn

Reluctant groom, Prince Marqaz, moonlights as a common bartender…until the surprising arrival of his like-minded affianced, Karyna.

Stars Shining Bright Above by Jayne Fury

Astra Faraday ran from a life of piracy. Dr. Zane Jones signed on to the ship to escape a former life—one that was killing him. When her mentor is murdered their pasts collide as they solve the crime and fall in love.

Star-Studded Love by Rosalie Redd

Caleb hides his disability behind his job as an exotic dancer, keeping women at arm’s length. Then he meets Adara. How much will they risk to find their dreams together?

Forbidden Alliance by Athena Grayson

It’s going to take brain surgery and rocket science to reunite a pair of long-lost, star-crossed lovers.

Razer’s Edge by Selene Grace Silver

Erotic dancer Ayanna headlines at the cabaret until a psychic thief named Razer uses her identity to pull off the plunder of a lifetime, jeopardizing everything.

A Dance of Fallen Stars by Kat Vancil

Notorious playboy Kealan Corkoran’s been branded an illegal stowaway light-years from home. His one chance to get out of this mess: working under the impassioned daemon choreographer who got him into it.

Vordol’s Vow by Dena Garson

Bodyguard Vordol Silveira vows to be the best, keeping his heart disengaged. Pitannah Lorento dreams of winning the intergalactic burlesque competition. When she’s threatened, Vordol’s vow is put to the test.

Hide and Peek by Blaire Edens

Religious zealots storm the burlesque club where Suzy headlines, forcing her run, leaving behind a precious possession. Davell hooks up with Suzy to catch the perps, her actions set off a chain of dangerous events.

Educated by the Master by Cailin Briste

Take one talkative novice to kink. Combine with a master who prefers the silence of meditation. Bake on high heat at the Cosmic Cabaret. Luscious.

Comets and Caviar by Jenna Lincoln

Smooth undercover agent Malachi Cartier’s lavish tastes include fine spirits and ladies. But he’ll need more than charm to finish his mission and win security professional Keya’s heart.

Star Searchers by Diana Rivis

Agent Sabrina Hawthorne of the Inter-Galactic Alliance thinks she’ll track a traitor with her brother. Instead, she’s partnered to his overbearing, stick-in-the-mud friend, Dayor Keitos.

 

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Excerpt from Vordol’s Vow by Dena Garson:

“Vordol! H-How are you?” Pitannah pushed a tuft of hair behind her ear. Her heart hammered against her chest so hard she thought it would burst out at any second. Seeing the object of your fantasies come to life after almost six years tended to do that to a girl. Especially when that fantasy had grown bigger, darker, and if possible, sexier.

“Well. You look good. A lot more grown up than the last time I saw you.” He glanced at her name tag. “You work for Quantam now?”

“Yes.” She clung to her serving tray like a lifeline and tried to not stare at the way his jacket bulged from the muscle mass he’d gained since she’d last seen him. “I’ve been with them for almost a year. What brings you aboard?” she asked in a rush.

“Work.” His eyes darted about the room before landing on Ms. Ruby who was watching their exchange with interest now that the Maître de had seated her.

“You’re here for the talent search then?” Pitannah guessed.

“She is, so I am too.” He gestured to the table. “Are you assigned to Ruby’s table?”

“Oh, no. I was just helping one of the other girls finish setting up for dinner. I usually rotate through a couple of the other sections.”

“That’s too bad.”

The rumbling purr in his voice send goose bumps down her spine.

“Vordol, bring your little friend over and introduce her,” Ms. Ruby suggested.

Vordol’s lips twitched even as he waved her ahead of him. “Ruby, this is Pitannah Lorento. She’s Harec’s oldest daughter.” To Pitannah he added, “Pitannah, this is the incomparable, Ms. Ruby Rose.”

Ruby extended her hand to Pitannah. “It’s lovely to meet you my dear.”

Pitannah shook Ruby’s hand and tried to not gawk. “It’s wonderful to meet you, too. I’ve followed your career for years.”

“Oh, thank you, dear.” Ruby shot a questioning look at Vordol. “Harec is the Security Engineer who trained you, isn’t he?”

Vordol nodded then faced Pitannah. “How is Harec? I haven’t heard from him in quite a while.”

She grimaced. “Papa died about six months ago.”

Vordol’s expression fell. “Damn. I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“Oh, my dear. I’m so sorry we brought up a sad topic for you.” Ms. Ruby patted Pitannah’s hand. “Your father was a huge influence on Vordol and I, for one, am very grateful for it.”

“Thank you.” Pitannah bit her lip. “I don’t mean to be forward, but are you two related somehow? You seem quite close.”

Ms. Ruby smiled. “I like to think so. I’ve known this handsome young man since he and those other hoodlums he calls brothers were chasing each other with sticks and mud.”

Vordol crossed his arms over his chest. “Who are you kidding? We still chase each other with sticks and mud.”

“Yes, dear, but now you call it training,” Ruby teased.

“Ruby and my foster mother, Sela, were close friends.” Vordol chatted with them, seemingly at ease, but his stance and his frequent glances about the room told her he was on alert. Her father had been the same way.

“Sela made many of my costumes, back in the day. The most talented seamstress in the cosmos,” Ruby declared.

“But, Ruby attracts trouble like sugar attracts pests, so we keep a close eye on her.”

Ruby patted his arm. “You’re being modest. There’s no one I trust more to protect me at events like this.” She winked at Pitannah. “Besides, who doesn’t want a handsome devil escorting you to all the big parties?”

“Well, I don’t blame you there,” Pitannah grinned.

“Miss? Could we get a refill?” One of the nearby customers waved his glass in the air at her.

“I better get back to work.” She smiled apologetically. “It was lovely meeting you.” To Vordol she asked, “So, I’ll be seeing you around all weekend?”

“You most certainly will.”

Damn, that voice of his made her knees weak. The appreciate look in his eye make her think he was hungry for more than just dinner. Or was just wishful thinking on her part? Somewhat distracted, Pitannah went to assist the customer.

Throughout the rest of her shift, she could feel Vordol’s eyes on her as she delivered food and drinks to nearby tables. It took a little while, but eventually she regained her rhythm. With a skill long honed during years in the service industry, she sidestepped the rambunctious young men who had already consumed too much drink or some other substance and were making a bit of a scene. Then she navigated around the table of pudgy middle aged men who had given unwanted attention to every female who happened to pass too close.

And so her evening passed. Much like every evening. But at least for a few days she would have something pleasant to look at.

Vordol Silveira. She fanned her now warm face. So much for thinking she had outgrown her teenaged obsession with him. The younger Vordol had been something but this older version would likely haunt her dreams for years to come. The bad boy she had known had grown into a predator that oozed sex. Ms. Ruby would probably have to fight the bimbos off of him through the competition.

That thought both amused and annoyed her.

 

About Dena Garson:

Dena Garson is an award winning author of contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, and sci-fi romance. She holds a BBA and a MBA in Business and works in the wacky world of quality and process improvement. Making up her own reality on paper is what keeps her sane.

She is the mother of two rowdy boys, two rambunctious cats (AKA the fuzzy jerks), and a loving Labrador. When she isn’t writing you can find her at her at the sewing machine or stringing beads. She is also a devoted Whovian and Dallas Cowboys fan.

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About SFRSS:

SFRSS = Speculative Fiction Romance Shooting Stars.

A collective put together by three authors, Selene Grace Silver, Rosalie Redd and Jayne Fury, SFRSS aims to promote the genre of speculative fiction romance by finding and promoting some of the best SFR authors out there. Our current anthology, which goes on sale October 10, 2017, showcases stories by CJ Cade, Kerry Adrienne, Tessa McFionn, Cailin Briste, Jayne Fury, Rosalie Redd, Selene Grace Silver, Athena Grayson, Kat Vancil, Dena Garson, Blaire Edens, Jenna Lincoln, and Diana Rivis. SFR is more than blue alien sex, it’s beautiful romance set in amazing galactic worlds.

As the LS Quantum prepares to set off into the great expanse of the universe–loading cargo, checking in passengers, monitoring flight conditions—Traverse with us through our various worlds. The luxury space liner promises adventure, a little chaos, and stories of tender love.

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