Showing posts with label J.C. McKenzie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label J.C. McKenzie. Show all posts

Friday, May 15, 2015

CARPE DEMON New #Shifter #Romance + $25 #Giveaway #Rafflecopter

I'm very lucky to work for a publisher with a fantastic group of incredibly talented writers, and today I'm helping sister TWRP author J.C. McKenzie announce the release of the third novel in her Carus series, CARPE DEMON.  The first two books are SHIFT HAPPENS and BEAST COAST, available now, so if you're a fan of paranormal romance, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and/or urban fantasy, grab all 3 in the series and settle in for an exciting read!  Don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter at the bottom of the page for a chance to win $25!

Blurb:

As an ambassador with the Supernatural Regulatory Division, Andy McNeilly is responsible for acting as the Liaison for the Vancouver Vampire horde. The problem? She detests the Vampire Master, and the SRD can’t discover the beast she keeps locked inside.

After a menacing Demon throws an important Vampire event into chaos, Andy finds herself sniffing out crime scenes to identify and locate the mystery fiend from the nether realm. What she learns chills her bones.

Threatened by the Master Vampire to deal with the Demon, Andy's complicated personal life doesn't make things easier. She's willing to risk her life and pride to keep loved ones safe. But how can she make a choice that will break one heart…and complete another?


Excerpt:

The Demon’s grin widened. Standing a foot away from him with no room to maneuver and nothing to separate us, the serrated details of his shiny enamel glared at me.
            My fingertips tingled as I started to shift.
Not fast enough.
The Demon lunged. His long nimble fingers closed around my neck as I shot my hands out, inside his arms, and dug my claws into his face. My elbows pushed against the insides of his arms. His hold should’ve weakened, but this Demon possessed uncanny strength. His frame stretched, growing to almost eight feet in height and giving his body an emaciated appearance. He pulled me close, his nose touching mine. I wrenched to the side, but my toes dangled above the floor.
            “Bola sends his regards,” he said, his breath hitting my face.
            My gums stung as fangs protruded and I hissed at him, ready to make the full change and get my fight on. I yanked on the mountain lion and spurred her into action.
            “By all means, little nugget, shift into one of your animals.” He gnashed his sharp teeth together. “I love to rend the flesh of livestock, to mutilate the bodies of creatures, and to smash the bones of beasts.”