Please welcome Faith Hunter to The Qwillery as part of the Dark Heir Blog Tour. Dark Heir, Jane Yellowrock 9 will be published by Roc on April 7, 2015.
Dark Heir
Jane Yellowrock 9
Roc, April 7, 2015
Mass Market Paperback and eBook, 384 pages
Jane Yellowrock 9
Roc, April 7, 2015
Mass Market Paperback and eBook, 384 pages
Shapeshifting skinwalker Jane Yellowrock is the best in the business when it comes to slaying vampires. But her latest fanged foe may be above her pay grade…
For centuries, the extremely powerful and ruthless vampire witches of the European Council have wandered the Earth, controlling governments, fostering war, creating political conflict, and often leaving absolute destruction in their wake. One of the strongest of them is set to create some havoc in the city of New Orleans, and it’s definitely personal.
Jane is tasked with tracking him down. With the help of a tech wiz and an ex-Army ranger, her partners in Yellowrock Securities, she’ll have to put everything on the line, and hope it’s enough. Things are about to get real hard in the Big Easy.
Excerpt 9:
As she left, Bruiser approached, his eyes on me. At six-four, he was a tall man, even to me, topping my height by several inches. Looking every inch the Enforcer, the primo of a master vamp, neither of which he was anymore, he studied the room, the humans, the beheaded vamp, silent. But he took no command position, which felt so odd to me. He had always been Enforcer and primo, always in charge. Now he was Onorio and living off premises and . . . often in my bed, or I in his. But he never interfered when I was working, recognizing my authority as Leo’s current, temporary, part-time Enforcer. Everything was all backward.
“Suggestions?” I asked.
“One or two,” he said smoothly. “Over dinner, soon.”
Which meant later, privately, and not for any listening ears at coms. I nodded. I needed to know what was wrong with Del. I needed to know about Adrianna. I needed to know a lot of stuff, and Bruiser hadn’t been at his apartment last night, which meant he had stayed here. I assumed. I didn’t really know. And I was too chicken to ask, fearful of sounding like a love-sick school girl, whining, Where were you last night?. You didn’t answer my text. Were you with your old girlfriend? Which I knew he wasn’t, since his old girlfriend was Katie of Katie’s Ladies, my former landlady, and Leo’s heir. And Leo’s lover. Vamp bed-jumping was normally hard to keep up with, but Alex was currently handling the security cams and console for Katie’s place of business, until we could train Deon, her chef, for that job. We had access to all the cameras, and Bruiser hadn’t been there. Katie had been otherwise entertained last night. I tried to ignore my own relief at that. I trusted Bruiser. I did. But we hadn’t established the boundaries of our relationship yet.
As she left, Bruiser approached, his eyes on me. At six-four, he was a tall man, even to me, topping my height by several inches. Looking every inch the Enforcer, the primo of a master vamp, neither of which he was anymore, he studied the room, the humans, the beheaded vamp, silent. But he took no command position, which felt so odd to me. He had always been Enforcer and primo, always in charge. Now he was Onorio and living off premises and . . . often in my bed, or I in his. But he never interfered when I was working, recognizing my authority as Leo’s current, temporary, part-time Enforcer. Everything was all backward.
“Suggestions?” I asked.
“One or two,” he said smoothly. “Over dinner, soon.”
Which meant later, privately, and not for any listening ears at coms. I nodded. I needed to know what was wrong with Del. I needed to know about Adrianna. I needed to know a lot of stuff, and Bruiser hadn’t been at his apartment last night, which meant he had stayed here. I assumed. I didn’t really know. And I was too chicken to ask, fearful of sounding like a love-sick school girl, whining, Where were you last night?. You didn’t answer my text. Were you with your old girlfriend? Which I knew he wasn’t, since his old girlfriend was Katie of Katie’s Ladies, my former landlady, and Leo’s heir. And Leo’s lover. Vamp bed-jumping was normally hard to keep up with, but Alex was currently handling the security cams and console for Katie’s place of business, until we could train Deon, her chef, for that job. We had access to all the cameras, and Bruiser hadn’t been there. Katie had been otherwise entertained last night. I tried to ignore my own relief at that. I trusted Bruiser. I did. But we hadn’t established the boundaries of our relationship yet.
About Faith
New York Times Bestselling author Faith Hunter writes fantasy in several subgenres: the urban fantasy Skinwalker series, featuring Jane Yellowrock, a Cherokee skinwalker; the post-apocalyptic Rogue Mage series and RPG, featuring Thorn St. Croix, a stone mage; and the upcoming SoulWood trilogy featuring Nell Nicholson Ingram, a woman who can siphon off the magic of others and is drawn into solving paranormal crimes. Faith writes mystery and thrillers under the name Gwen Hunter. When she isn’t writing, Faith likes to make jewelry, run whitewater rivers (Class II and III), and RV with her hubby and their rescued dogs.
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Faith is online -
Website ~ Facebook ~ Twitter @HunterFaith
Pinterest ~ Goodreads
Thank you for this!
ReplyDeleteLove Faith Hunter! Thank you for the review.
ReplyDeleteHay, Faith! Trust you're having a lovely day over there in Rock Hill. Atlanta metro is pollinating like crazy and everything is blooming. I can hardly wait 4 more days for Dark Heir, but it's ONLY 4 DAYS. LOL. Hugs, love and laughter ... is it time to go kayaking yet? Alisha
ReplyDeleteLove Faith Hunter's Jane Yellowrock series! Thanks for a really great review!
ReplyDeleteJane and Bruiser time. 😀
ReplyDeleteJane and Bruiser time. 😀
ReplyDeleteA must read series...can't wait until Dark Heir is mine!
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