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Release Blitz: Edge Lines by Ava Marie Salinger

Edge Lines | Ava Marie Salinger

Fallen Messengers #3

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Release Date: February 18th, 2022

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The Gods have come to San Francisco…

Cassius Black and Morgan King’s trip to Ivory Peaks to uncover clues about their past takes an unexpected turn when a rift materializes and war demons attack the capital. Having saved one world by the skin of their teeth, they return to Earth, only to find it has been rocked by ominous quakes bearing a close resemblance to the phenomenon that nearly destroyed the Dryad kingdom.

After defeating demons that emerge from a crevasse in San Francisco, Cassius and Morgan rescue the Wild God Pan from the bottom of a rift with the help of Victor Sloan and the city’s otherwordly. But instead of thanking them, Pan makes a startling demand: rescue his lover and prevent the Spirit Realm from being destroyed, and he will reveal the truth about who Cassius and Morgan are.

Help comes from an unexpected source when a pair of Reapers visit the city and Cassius, Morgan, and Victor soon go hunting for a missing deity who may hold the key to saving all the realms.

Can they free the immortals from their prisons and find the powerful artefact that can bend the mind and will of even a God? Or will the enemy who has long manipulated them from the shadows win this war and destroy everything they have come to care for?

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Spirit Realm

The wrath of a God can destroy worlds.

The words resonated in Cassius Black’s mind as he fought the unearthly powers lashing at him. Ice and snow wreathed the air in a violent storm that sought to sap him of his will and freeze his limbs. Frozen grass crunched under his foot when he took a step forward, the smell of winter a clean, cold scent sharp enough to bite. He gritted his teeth and forged ahead.

To fall now would mean the destruction of this world and the annihilation of countless others.

Light flared on Cassius’s flesh and armor as he called upon his demigod powers, the divine energy melting the frost creeping along the metal and piercing the shadows suffocating the space around him. He could sense Morgan King in the distance, the angel’s soul core a point of heat that echoed with his own across the thick, white veil separating them. The demigod’s black wind and Dryad magic made the air howl as he held back the God screaming at them.

There was another with him. A man Cassius had thought he knew better than most. A demon whose true powers had finally manifested during this battle.

Victor Sloan was more than he had claimed to be, just as Cassius and Morgan were. Whether this was by design or by omission was still unclear.

One thing was certain though.

Whatever twisted fate had connected Cassius and Morgan before the Fall, Victor had played a part in it. Just like that time under the cathedral in San Francisco, when the man who had manipulated Chester Moran into tearing the Nether open had revealed his hatred for them and given them a glimpse of their pasts, but they had only seen a fraction of the truth.

Cassius scowled.

Now’s not the time to dwell on that! I need to see this through or there won’t be a future left for us to find that bastard and get the answers we need!

A shape finally loomed out of the tempest. It was a giant oak tree, one that soared some two hundred feet above the ground and bore roots that meandered deep into the sacred forest.

A figure stood beneath it.

The demigod glowed with the fury of winter, his eyes cold and unseeing. The radiance emanating from his body and the divine weapon he wielded on his head barely held the darkness swathing him at bay.

Cassius looked up, his preternatural sight piercing the inky squalls shrouding the land in eternal gloom. His heart thumped heavily against his ribs.

The sky rippled far above the frozen branches of the oak tree, the boundary protecting the realm he stood in splintering under the power of the Frost Crown. The ground cracked beneath his feet.

Cassius’s alarmed gaze found the comatose demigod once more. He focused on his body, knowing he had only one chance at this. A glimmer emerged, one that flickered in and out of sight.

Let’s hope I’m right about this!

A shape loomed out of the storm. It grabbed the frozen figure bearing the Frost Crown before he could react, its colossal arms closing tightly around him.

“Now, Awakener!”

Cassius clenched his jaw, closed the distance to the captive demigod, and stabbed him in the heart with the weapon bequeathed to him. At the far end of the meadow, beyond the angel and the demon restraining him, the Wild God bellowed in rage and despair.

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About the Author

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Ava Marie Salinger is the romance pen name of an Amazon bestselling urban fantasy author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and M/M urban fantasy romance. In 2018, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side.

NIGHTS and TWILIGHT FALLS are contemporary M/M romance series written as A.M. Salinger. In 2021, she launched FALLEN MESSENGERS, her first M/M urban fantasy romance series written as Ava Marie Salinger. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

Link Tree: https://linktr.ee/avamariesalingerauthor

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Release Blitz: Soul of the Imperian by Jessamyn Kingley

Soul of the Imperian | Jessamyn Kingley

D’Vaire #26

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Release Date: December 9th, 2021

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 96,664 words

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Soul of the Imperian

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Demons are expected to hate the Imperian, but what if he’s your mate?

Praetor Sashati Soriandras is adjusting to his wonderful new life as part of the Council of Sorcery and Shifters. His new leader’s choice to leave the demonic realm gained Sashati’s immediate approval. There is nothing there but dark memories and a horrible legend about the butcher who ripped magic from the demons a millennium ago.

After being banished to a tiny realm, Imperian Paszratorabiel—or Paszra, as he prefers to be called—is waiting for his wings to grow back. The minute he recovers, Paszra hunts for a place to bring his family so they can find mates. When Paszra finds a planet full of interesting beings, the presence of demons is the only thing he hates about his potential new home.

When Sashati and Paszra meet, neither man is happy to learn they are mates. The demons blame Paszra for everything, while the Imperian despises Sashati’s people. However, they share a tradition of not denying Fate. But to honor the way their souls are connected, Paszra and Sashati must overcome much more than their initial dislike of each other.

It is not a standalone story, but does not end on a cliffhanger.

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After they arrived in their office space, Sashati sprawled in his office chair and opened the book Arch Lich Chander Daray had suggested would further his education on the Council.

“Reading again?” Diyarta asked. Once forced into teaching, Diyarta had left that life behind her for good. Her preference was to be in a gym sweating rather than burying her nose in between pages.

“I’m an advisor to our leader. I cannot function in that role if I don’t fully understand the Council.”

“Are you suggesting that I’m failing in my role as advisor?” Diyarta asked.

“I believe we have different strengths. You have the ear of the demons. You can advise Hexaniys on how to improve their lives. They are strangers to me and him. In our former realm and here in the Council, advisors have areas of expertise. If we were to study the same thing, our voices would be redundant.”

“You were so wasted as a guard in that palace,” Diyarta remarked.

“As long as I never have to return to such a role, I will have no complaints.”

“The same cannot be said for our people. You want to be an expert on the Council, but you cannot forget your place. Hexaniys lives with the Darays because he is one now. You are not. Hexaniys is safe surrounded by sentinels.”

“So are the demons,” Sashati replied. “They live in the Daray Sentinel Complex.”

“It is a temporary home, or at least it was supposed to be, I believed. They want to embrace being demons, not be forced into training and the things that sentinels love simply because the Imperator is mated to one.”

“No one has asked them to train. I do it because I like it.”

“As do I,” Diyarta said.

“One reason the complex suits them is because of the many classes the sentinels offer in the evenings and on weekends. It was supposed to be an avenue for the demons to learn about the Council and to find something to give their lives purpose. Instead, they shop and rest in their apartments. They will go to restaurants for meals but not to the sentinels’ cafeteria.”

“I told you, they fear being lumped in with the sentinels.”

“They must find hobbies at the very least,” Sashati replied.

“They are recovering from the atrocities they’ve endured.”

“Diyarta, they refuse to even explain what happened while we were here at the behest of Masal’akra. How are we to help them if they will not discuss the war?”

“Perhaps when the wounds are not so fresh, they’ll be more forthcoming.”

“It has been many weeks,” Sashati said.

“They worry about you living with Hexaniys among the sentinel leadership.”

It was a cause of disagreement that had slowly grown between Sashati and Diyarta. The demons supposedly wanted Sashati to live among them, but Hexaniys and the Darays had offered bedrooms to Sashati and Diyarta. His fellow praetor had refused the invitation and gone to the Daray Sentinel Complex.

Sashati was torn between the two places and didn’t know if he was right to stay near Hexaniys, but the demon refused to be dictated to by anyone. That was a life they’d left behind, and the new Imperator gave them plenty of space to make decisions for themselves. The problem, as far as Sashati could see it, was that the demons wanted to do nothing. They spent money and complained to Diyarta instead of exploring the Council.

“The guards of other leaders often elect to share homes or land with them,” Sashati said.

“Demons must find their own path.”

“I’m entitled to do what I choose.”

“Just don’t forget that you’re a demon.”

“How could I ever do that?” Sashati asked.

“It’s easy to get swept away into this world of sorcery and shifters, even though we differ from the others in this world. Our power is lost, and we must never forget how that came to be or that there is no ability to regain it.”

“My hatred for the Imperian burns as brightly as it has since the first time I heard his name,” Sashati growled. The Imperian inspired rage in him like nothing else could, and he doubted any demon lamented the loss of their magic more than Sashati. There was so much of it around them, and it pissed Sashati off to think that if it weren’t for a single man, he’d be casting spells alongside his new allies.

“I wish I had been alive in those days. I would’ve slit his throat myself.”

“Get in line, Diyarta,” Sashati retorted.

About the Author

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Jessamyn Kingley lives in Nevada where she begs the men in her head to tell her their amazing stories which she dutifully writes it all down in what has become a small mountain of notebooks. She falls in love with each couple and swears whatever book she wrote last is her absolute favorite.

Jessamyn is married and working toward remembering to start the dishwasher without being distracted by the scent of the magical detergent. For personal enjoyment, she aids in cat rescue while slashing and gashing her way through mobs in various MMORPGs. Caffeine is her very best friend and is only cast aside briefly for the sin better known as BBQ potato chips.

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Cover Reveal: Soul of the Imperian by Jessamyn Kingley

Soul of the Imperian | Jessamyn Kingley

D’Vaire #26

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Release Date: December 9th, 2021

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 96,664 words

Check out the D’vaire Series on Goodreads

Soul of the Imperian

Blurb

Demons are expected to hate the Imperian, but what if he’s your mate?

Praetor Sashati Soriandras is adjusting to his wonderful new life as part of the Council of Sorcery and Shifters. His new leader’s choice to leave the demonic realm gained Sashati’s immediate approval. There is nothing there but dark memories and a horrible legend about the butcher who ripped magic from the demons a millennium ago.

After being banished to a tiny realm, Imperian Paszratorabiel—or Paszra, as he prefers to be called—is waiting for his wings to grow back. The minute he recovers, Paszra hunts for a place to bring his family so they can find mates. When Paszra finds a planet full of interesting beings, the presence of demons is the only thing he hates about his potential new home.

When Sashati and Paszra meet, neither man is happy to learn they are mates. The demons blame Paszra for everything, while the Imperian despises Sashati’s people. However, they share a tradition of not denying Fate. But to honor the way their souls are connected, Paszra and Sashati must overcome much more than their initial dislike of each other.

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About the Author

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Jessamyn Kingley lives in Nevada where she begs the men in her head to tell her their amazing stories which she dutifully writes it all down in what has become a small mountain of notebooks. She falls in love with each couple and swears whatever book she wrote last is her absolute favorite.

Jessamyn is married and working toward remembering to start the dishwasher without being distracted by the scent of the magical detergent. For personal enjoyment, she aids in cat rescue while slashing and gashing her way through mobs in various MMORPGs. Caffeine is her very best friend and is only cast aside briefly for the sin better known as BBQ potato chips.

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