Tag Archives: urban fantasy

Release Blitz: Afflicted To The Core by Nat Kennedy

Afflicted To The Core | Nat Kennedy

Wielder World #3

BOOK 3 Afflicted to the Core eBook Cover.jpg

Publisher: Self-Published/Lagomorph Press

Cover Artist: Deranged Doctor Design

Release Date: June 14, 2019

Heat Rating: 3-4 flames (not frequent, but detailed)

Length: 93,000 words/260 pages

Add on Goodreads

Buy Links

Available on Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

AFFLICTED TO THE CORE  BLURB.jpg

Blurb

Reggie Wolfe religiously visits Kyle Landon—his student in Nerve detangling—at the Harpford Disentanglement Center, where the younger man has been incarcerated on trumped-up charges.

During one of Reggie’s visits, Kyle’s able to warn his teacher of an imminent unauthorized transfer by an unknown shadow agency. Reggie demands help from his sister at the Bureau of Wielder Services but is pressed to take the matter into his own hands when bureaucratic red-tape stymies her actions. Breaking into a secret medical installation, Reggie and August Whalen find Kyle and six other men hooked to IVs, unknown chemicals pumping into their systems.

The three are caught up in a quest to find an antidote for the drugs and discover who is behind the powerful anti-male Wielder organization. On this dangerous road, will they forever remain friends or give in to their growing attraction?

Afflicted to the Core is the steamy third novel of the Wielder World series—gay urban fantasy full of desire, desperation, and dedication born of trial and blood.

Excerpt

From Chapter 1

A small smile brushed Kyle’s lips when he spotted Reggie through the window of the cafe. Reggie lifted his hand in a wave. Kyle jerked his chin up in acknowledgement while that hint of smile burst into a grin. His bangs nearly brushed his eyes, hiding a brow ring that Reggie knew was there. Ah, what a kid.

A kid. Recently just twenty-two. But smart and daring and gorgeous, his insistent heart kept telling him. At times, when he lay alone in bed at night, Reggie reminded himself that Kyle would find someone else. Someone more exciting, more fun, more willing to be open about his sexuality. Eventually, he would just move on.

Kyle yanked the door of Grindworks Cafe open, a gust of cool air flushing in, and joined Reggie at his table. “Going to the Black Castle tonight, wanna come?”

A cold nugget of apprehension lodged itself in Reggie’s belly. The Black Castle—a mostly gay bar and dance club that was once a haven for male cultists until the Mara Murda take down last fall. Most cultists lay low, not drawing attention to themselves. Now, those that hadn’t fled into the dark forest around the lodge occupied rooms in Disentanglement Centers. The members of other cults were keeping their noses clean, according to his sister, Bethany.

The owner of the Black Castle had also been there during the Bureau bust. One August Whalen. A man he owed on many levels.

“No, thanks for the invite though.” Reggie took a sip of coffee. “Say hi to August for me.”

Kyle leaned forward, elbows on the table, every aspect about him all youthful and earnest. “Oh, come on. August would love to see you…and it won’t be me and a ton of other students. I was hoping you could come, and me…and that’s it.” He lowered his lashes, almost shy.

Reggie’s cold knot melted and a wash of heat crawled up his neck and over his cheeks. Kyle’s hand pushed across the tabletop, meeting the halfway line. Reggie looked at it. Black fingernail polish still clung to Kyle’s cuticles. He must have been full-on goth last night, hanging out with his friends.

“Hey Reggie!”

Reggie jumped in his chair, nearly knocking over his coffee, yanking his hand away from where it had migrated to within inches of Kyle’s, and faced the newcomer.

Professor Sally Boltmier of the engineering department: his senior professor and a close friend of his on campus.

“Sally. How are you this morning?” He gripped the napkin in his lap, crumbling it up into a tight wad, and focused on her, not letting his gaze stray to Kyle.

Her welcoming smile faltered. “I’m great. Sorry to interrupt. I didn’t mean to scare you out of your seat.”

Reggie’s mind stirred to create some excuse and send her on her way, but he couldn’t say anything before Kyle stood and offered his hand.

“I’m Kyle. Reggie’s…friend.”

Reggie’s…friend.

That pause. Kyle had done that on purpose. The temperature in the room ratcheted to sauna levels. Reggie struggled to hold steady under the gaze of his senior colleague, to not look guilty. No point looking guilty. He wasn’t guilty!

“Reggie’s…oh. Oh! Oh, well, pleased to meet you, Kyle. I’m Sally Boltmier, I work with Reggie in Sloan Hall.”

Kyle’s smile brightened. “I know you. You spoke for him in that…case last fall.” Kyle at least didn’t blurt out ‘sexual harassment’ for the entire café’s knowledge.

Sally eyed Kyle, up and down, and Kyle stood tall as if meeting his prom date’s father. Then Sally’s stern appraisal softened, and she nodded and dropped her voice to say, “I knew Reggie wasn’t guilty of any inappropriate activities. So,” her consideration shifted from Kyle to Reggie to Kyle again, “you’ve been together since then?”

Reggie wanted to crawl under the table, maybe dig his way into the linoleum, and hide. He could still salvage this if he got up, spoke out, explained everything. “Well, it wasn’t…we weren’t—”

Kyle’s laughter cut off Reggie’s bumbling. He brushed through his hair, giving it a tousled look, showing off his brow piercing. “Oh, well, we weren’t together, then. But we knew each other.” He looked down at Reggie and gave him such a besotted look, that Reggie knew he was staring back like a devoted Labrador until his colleague laughed and broke him from his trance.

“Well, I’ll let you two get back to your afternoon. Enjoy the spring weather! See you Monday.” She gave Reggie a look that suggested there would be more to this conversation on Monday, but he knew she wouldn’t spread any rumors about him on campus or anywhere else. Except to her husband maybe. They shared everything.

Reggie’s eyes flicked to Kyle. Kyle knew almost everything about him, too.

NatKennedy.jpg

About the Author

Nat Kennedy grew up living in a poorly populated desert landscape. With no neighbors in a 1-mile radius, she had to make up her own fun.

Nat strives to create plotty and imaginative fantasy worlds, with the added benefit of gay romance–steamy to tame. Bored of het romance, she jumped into writing her fantasy with gay romance swirled in, like a raspberry ribbon in vanilla ice cream.

Social Media

Blog/Website | Facebook | Instagram

CHECK OUT THE OTHER BOOKS IN THE WIELDER WORLD SERIES HERE

Giveaway

Enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway for a chance to win

a $25 Amazon Gift Card

one of five ebook copies of Edge of Desperation (Wielder World 1)

a Rafflecopter giveaway

RELEASE BLITZ SCHEDULE

Hosted by Gay Book Promotions

➜Sign up to become a tour host here

 

Excellent urban fantasy romp through the eternal struggle from Miranda

Surviving the Shadows CoverSurviving the Shadows by Miranda Turner

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Miranda Turner delivers her second book in this urban fantasy paranormal series with the same level of detail and big action adventure as she did the opener.

It’s another romp through the pages as Gabriel struggles to connect with Evander, the fight to discover who is behind the plot to end his life, and the search for his Daemonic Prince father, Abaddon, continues at a pace.

Romance takes a back burner in this one and it completely makes sense within the narrative, although I have to say I felt more for Evander in this one and Gabriel was occasionally a bit of a dick but I did understand where he was coming from.

There’re new characters brought into the fold and the team has to deal with an unimagined situation which is unexpected and all the more shocking because of it. Interesting twists and turns bring another chapter to a close but without narrowing down the overriding arc and I’m dying to see where it’s going to go next.

I’m deliberately being vague because there’s a lot of stuff going on in this one and it would be a shame to spoil any of the different ways the journey splits and meanders, suffice it to say, it’s all handled with skill and great attention to detail.

So far I’ve really enjoyed both books in this series and I’m looking forward to more.

#ARC kindly received from the author in return for an honest and unbiased review

View all my Goodreads reviews

Release Blitz: Surviving The Shadows by Miranda Turner

Surviving The Shadows | Miranda Turner

The Bearer of Truth #2

SurvivingTheShadows RDB Banner.jpg

Genre: Gay Urban Fantasy

Release Date: June 14th

Cover Design: Lou Harper

Universal Link: http://getbook.at/SurvivingTheShadows

Surviving the Shadows Cover.jpg

Blurb

Gabriel has been gone longer than predicted, and Evander is growing increasingly worried each day that passes without his return. Confounded by their leaders’ lack of answers, Evander and the team begin to fear the worst.

In the midst of fruitlessly searching Miami for clues to the Daemon Abaddon’s whereabouts, Evander begins to have disturbingly vivid dreams. With a little help from a newly-returned and empty-handed Michael and Barabbas, Evander discovers Gabriel has been calling out for help across their nascent bond. With a little backup from an unlikely source, they set off to rescue Gabriel from the depths of the Underworld.

Gabriel is old friends with torture, and his captors haven’t been gentle. Despite growing weaker every day, Gabriel resolves to survive long enough for rescue, or to die fighting, until a Dark Seer begins to dredge up the terror of Gabriel’s horrific childhood, threatening to destroy his mind and soul. Nearing the end, Gabriel manages a last-ditch effort to contact help, reaching out to Evander in his dreams.

Against all odds, Evander and the team fight through the Underworld to reach Gabriel and come face to face with mortality. Sacrifices made for the bonds of brotherhood nearly break them, and Gabriel learns the hard way that embracing the darkness while fighting for the light may be the only way to survive.

From the underbelly of Reno to the glitz and glam of Vegas, Gabriel, Evander, and the men they call family will be tested, and the final confrontation with Gabriel’s maker may be the end of everything they hold dear.

SurvivingTheShadows-Turner-promo-1-2.jpg

Excerpt

EVANDER WOKE WITH A GASP. What the hell was that? He’d dreamt of Gabriel before, but never like that. It felt so real. The images were burned into his brain. Gabriel in chains, the elegantly muscled body he’d touched and explored so thin it almost looked like his wrists could just slip out of the cuffs, his once-vivid eyes that changed color from blue to silver to purple were a flat gray, and his vibrant spirit dulled as if it almost had been snuffed out. The listless sadness rolled off him in waves, the absence of hope, and the putrid smell somehow invaded Evander’s senses even while dreaming. How was it possible?

The strangest part had been when Gabriel seemed to know he was there. He had looked right at Evander and whispered his name with a desperation that was frightening in its intensity. Evander had felt it pull at his heart in an all too real and painful way, creating a need in him to find Gabriel and save him. Especially after seeing the dark , malevolent presence hovering over Gabriel. It was without form, faceless, but Evander could feel the noxious evil that rolled off it.

Evander had already been worried about Gabriel. He had been gone a lot longer than anyone, including Gabriel, had thought he would be. His team of Bellators, those who fight for the Light on Earth, had moved on to Miami like Gabriel had instructed and done some low-key investigation into the town’s leadership, enough to know Abaddon— Gabriel’s father and the Daemon they were currently searching for— was not there.

About The Author

Miranda Turner Logo.jpg

Miranda Turner is a single mom of eight living outside a small, hippie town in the middle of Ohio. She’s surrounded by children, chickens, and one temperamental editor kitty who is silently judging her on a daily basis.

She is a voracious reader and an editor who decided she had different stories to tell. She firmly believes a happily ever after is there for everyone, but she likes to make her characters earn it.

Social Media

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authormturner

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/author.miranda.turner/

Email: author.miranda.turner@gmail.com

MichelleSlagan---VibrantPromotionsLogo---FiveStarDesigns---150ppi

SurvivingTheShadows-Turner-promo-3.jpg

 

Blog Tour: Eight Lives by Autumn Breeze & Ashley Chamblee

Eight Lives | Autumn Breeze & Ashley Chamblee

Match Made in Hell #1

eightlives.png

Cover Artist: Raven Brooks

Release Date: May 20, 2019

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Buy Links

Universal Link: mybook.to/EightLives

Amazon US  https://amzn.to/2Hx85br

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Eight-Lives-Match-Made-Hell-ebook/dp/B07RT6XYK7

Add on Goodreads

Blurb

Two Hearts. One Curse. Zero Time.

A century ago, a spiteful witch cursed Edmund.

Ever since then, he has lived as an immortal house cat—short one life.

Anselm is a mildly depressed vampire with a soft spot for the feline he calls friend.

They live together as equals, companions for eternity—or so they hope.

But their lives take a dark turn when the witch who cursed Edmund long ago dies.

And suddenly, he is human again.

In a race against time’s cruel hand, Anselm and Edmund must make a decision.

Do they find a dark witch and re-enact the curse that plagued Edmund so they can be together for an eternity? Or . . . does Edmund give up forever as a cat to be with Anselm for now as a man?

EIGHT LIVES BLURB.jpg

Excerpt

I clenched my jaw. If this stranger had hurt Edmund, there would be hell to pay.

My immortal cat, as irritating as he could be sometimes, was my best friend. We’d been a pair since the beginning of the twentieth century and . . . in reality, he was all I had.

Everything changed but not Edmund. Nor me.

He was a cursed cat, once a young man in the prime of his life. I was the vampire he called friend.

“Edmund,” I called, dropping the bags I held. The fresh fish and blood I’d bought cascaded to the floor. Some of the packets burst open, but I didn’t care about the mess the blood would make or the smell that would linger for days; I cared about my best friend. “Edmund?!”

The stranger turned; his sharp gaze followed me though he was rooted to the spot.

I rushed through the living room, heading deeper into my home, knowing that if my heart still beat, it would be pounding against my chest like a sledgehammer.

Where was Edmund? Why wasn’t he answering?

Hunting through the rooms, I checked in all of Edmund’s favorite hiding spots—on top of the bookshelf, on my side of the bed, behind my pillow, in the perfect patch of moonlight that streamed through the bay windows in my office—but Edmund was nowhere to be found.

He was missing, gone, disappeared.

“Where is he?!” I demanded as I raged into the living room and caught the stranger by the throat. My fingers tightened as my anger—my fear—tainted the air, sending the thick stench of decay curling around us. The strange young man’s lips parted, opening and closing like a fish out of water as he grasped my wrist and fought for breath. “If you hurt him—” I couldn’t even finish the thought, much less the sentence.

The very idea of not having Edmund, of being without him . . .

I shook the man impatiently. “Where is he?!” I bellowed, shaking the boy.

He appeared desperate as he clutched my wrist and tugged on my arm, attempting to remove my hold, but my grasp was absolute as my fingers tightened around his neck.

Panic danced across his face. His wide eyes shined, a familiar neon blue that I knew.

My lips parted. “Edmund?”

I loosened my hold. It wasn’t possible. Edmund was . . .

The man I held by the neck trembled in my grasp, one minute a man, and in the next, thick black fur sprouted out of his transformed body.

“Y . . . You choked me,” he gasped as I gathered him close.

“You turned into a-a-a man!” I pulled him away from my chest, inspecting him as I did so.

How was this possible? He was cursed by a witch to live the rest of his life, or at least nine lives—eight now that he’d died once—as a cat. Right now, the fluffy black thing I peered down at looked like my housecat, but seconds ago . . .

Blog Tour Schedule

About the Authors

Autumn Breeze is a bestselling LGBT+ author, and current Radish Content Provider. She is also the winner of a 2015 Watty Award, a former Wattpad Star, with more than 70K followers on Wattpad who was featured in Cosmo in 2017 “My Lessons with the Sexy Dance Instructor.”

In 2017 she worked as a Freelance Writer for 20th Century Fox on, “A Cure for Wellness: Seeking A Cure.”

Blog/Website

Facebook

Twitter

Instagram

Wattpad

Wattpad

Ashley Chamblee is a bestselling author with 10+ years of experience who specializes in writing horror, fantasy, paranormal, and romance with LGBT themes. Currently, she has 35K+ followers on her combined Wattpad accounts EzraWinn and HonestDying.

When Ashley isn’t writing she is either working with special needs adults, playing video games, reading or spending time with friends and family.

Blood Prize, her bestselling novel is available on Amazon.

Twitter

Instagram


Giveaway

Enter the Rafflecopter giveaway for a chance to win one of five ebook copies of

After the I Do: Meeting at the Fault Line #1

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Hosted by Gay Book Promotions

 

Release Blitz: No Ordinary Drakeling by Jessamyn Kingley

No Ordinary Drakeling | Jessamyn Kingley

D’Vaire #12

TAGLINE.jpg

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: May 16, 2019

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 97,670 words

Buy Links

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Add on Goodreads

No Ordinary Drakeling

Blurb

Emperor Chrysander Draconis rules not only the dragons but the entire Council of Sorcery and Shifters. From the moment Fate selected him, he has devoted himself to ensuring his people thrive and prosper.

His life revolves around duty; nothing stands in the way of his dedication to his job. One of the most prominent issues on Chrysander’s plate is the lack of hybrid drakelings that have survived the road from man to beast. When he receives word that one such rare soul is living in an obscure tribe, he races to help.

Ellery of the Fen-Lynthi elves is different from the rest of his people. He does not understand why his ears are shorter, why he stands taller than the others. Then his mother explains why the other children mock him and call him a mongrel: his father, a dragon, abandoned her the moment he learned of Ellery’s impending birth. With his mother’s often-fragile mental state, Ellery does not know if he can trust her words, but they are all he has. He spends his days ostracized, doing what he can to improve his lot.

Chrysander is overjoyed to find his mate among the Fen-Lynthi, but when it is confirmed that Ellery is half dragon, he is terrified Ellery will be ripped apart by the beast inside him. Regardless, Chrysander proceeds with their matebond ceremony, though he delays the event, believing duty demands they bypass elven tradition.

This troubles Ellery, and he wonders if moving forward is what Chrysander truly wants. Their schedules present them with little opportunity to spend time together, which gives him further cause for worry.

If that isn’t enough, Ellery is apprehensive over his new role as emperor. Chrysander and Ellery must confront their fears and learn to face the world as a united and loving front. In doing so, not only will they be able to defy the impossible, but they will change the world.

NO ORDINARY DRAKELING BLURB 2.jpg

Excerpt

“I’m only trying to be realistic. We can’t ignore statistics, even if you are Chrysander’s mate,” Wesley stated.

“I am afraid I do not understand.”

“Ellery, what do you know about hybrids?” Chrysander asked, his voice warm with concern. Ellery liked his tone and wished they had a few moments alone to get to know one another, but for some reason Fate had paired him with a powerful man who had abundant responsibilities.

“Not much. My tribe did not interact with many people. I am the only hybrid I have ever heard of. I just know the other elves did not like that I was different. Is the Council the same way?”

“I won’t deny that there are those ignorant enough to think hybrids are somehow lesser than others, but they are very few. What Wesley’s referring to is survival rates for hybrids,” Chrysander stated, and his words were measured to Ellery’s ears, though he couldn’t discern why.

“What is the survival rate for hybrids?”

“In general, they’re quite high,” Damian revealed. “The ones who are half shifter almost always have a beast, though there are exceptions. However, the larger and more powerful the animal, the more trouble hybrids have surviving their first shift.”

“Dragons are very large,” Ellery observed.

“We’re also the strongest shifters,” Zane added quietly. “To date, no dragon hybrid has survived their first shift.”

Ellery let that tidbit of information settle into his mind. He reached down inside of himself where the entity inside him dwelled. It had always been a warm and inviting presence and at Zane’s words, all he felt was peace. A voice inside his head told him his dragon wouldn’t hurt him, and he decided to trust it. Just because no other hybrid had managed the feat did not mean Ellery was going to die. In fact, he refused to accept that it was his destiny. “How many dragon hybrids have there been?”

“Not many that we’ve known of, though hybrids in general are growing more common. Fate seems to be pairing more combinations of people than ever before,” Chrysander told him.

“How old are dragons when they shift for the first time?”

“Around one hundred,” Zane replied.

“So, my dragon is ready?”

“We’ll give you some time with a trainer but yes, you should be ready,” Chrysander assured him.

“I think we should wait until after Ellery’s shift for any of this. He can live here and concentrate on his beast. We’ll deal with the rest of the details afterward,” Wesley suggested.

“If that’s what Fate wanted, she wouldn’t have led him to Chrys until after his shift. The title is his,” Damian responded.

“I agree,” Chrysander said. Ellery found himself smiling. At least Chrysander appeared glad to have met him.

“Fine, but it’ll take at least six weeks to put together an appropriate mating ceremony,” Wesley argued.

“That’s fine, but everything else needs to be put into action immediately,” Chrysander replied, and Ellery grew irritated as his grin faded. No one was going to observe elven tradition or even ask him what he wanted, but he was now a dragon too. He needed to keep an open mind and learn about his other culture. This was his opportunity to put his life as an elf behind him and embrace dragonkind. He wanted to forget the isolation and sadness he’d endured and create something worthwhile that made him happy. But what he most required was to collect himself from the shock of his afternoon. There was a beast inside him ready to grow wings…

And even more astounding was the man he was going to share an eternity with. He was handsome, appeared kind, and Ellery welcomed the opportunity to discover more about him.

Ellery got to his feet. “Perhaps you could show me where I will be sleeping?”

“I’d be happy to,” Zane offered, and Ellery followed him out of the room. He wasn’t sure what his future held, but he wasn’t going to spend the next few weeks as if they were his last. The other hybrids may have failed, but Ellery was determined to make history.

Release Blitz Schedule

BECOMING D'VAIRE SCHEDULE.jpg

About the Author

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.

Social Media

Website www.jessamynkingley.com

Facebook www.facebook.com/jessamynkingley

Twitter

Google+

Pinterest

Tumblr

Goodreads

Hosted by Gay Book Promotions

➜Sign up to become a tour host here

Review Tour: Wounded Soul by Annabelle Jacobs

Wounded Soul | Annabelle Jacobs

RTBANNER-21.jpg

Buy Links:

Exclusive to Amazon and Available to Borrow with Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Universal Link

Length: 89,000 words approx.

Cover Design: Garrett Leigh @ Black Jazz Design

READ MY REVIEW

eWoundedSoul_Annabelle.jpgBlurb

One night can change everything… 

Jesse Sykes has lived far longer than his youthful appearance suggests. Becoming a vampire after tragedy struck seemed the only option when his soul was shattered, after all he’s no stranger to having to hide what he is from the rest of the world. But eternal life isn’t without problems or heartache.

With a good job and great friends, Ian Moreton’s life would be almost perfect—if only he wasn’t in love with his best friend. His feelings are unrequited, and in an effort to move on, he takes a chance on a one-night stand with the handsome stranger he meets in a bar.

Jesse knows the risks of becoming attached to a human, but with neither of them looking for anything serious, where’s the harm? At least, that’s what Jesse thinks until his chemistry with Ian proves off the charts.

A second hook-up solidifies their connection…and brings Jesse to his senses. He scrambles to protect Ian from danger, but it’s already too late.

With Ian unwittingly drawn into a world he knows nothing about, events are set in motion that will change both of their lives forever, and it’s up to Jesse to steer them safely through it.

Copy of Copy of Annabelle_edited-1.jpg

About the Author

Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with three rowdy children, and two cats. An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories.

They’re usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it—fighting enemies and adversity—but they always find love in the end.

Social Media

Twitter – https://twitter.com/AJacobs_fiction

Website – www.annabellejacobs.com

Email – ajacobsfiction@gmail.com

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/ajacobsfiction


Giveaway

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Hosted By Signal Boost Promotions

 

 

Prometheus steps out of the Underworld and into romance

45482837Prisoner of Shadows by Sam Burns & W.M. Fawkes

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Greek Mythology is second only to Arthurian Legend in my list of loves and makes up the second largest section of my factual and historical library of books.

So, when Sam Burns started writing this series with W.M. Fawkes I was seriously happy and, with book two now finished, I have to say it’s been a two for two top quality five star reads for me.

This book goes a bit further down into mythology and steps into the Underworld in a surprisingly different place – with the Titan Prometheus – he who brought fire to mankind after crafting them from clay and so set them on the path of independence from the Gods.

Needless to say, Zeus had a toddler-style temper tantrum and chained Prometheus to a rock in Tartarus while an eagle eats his liver, only for it to grow back overnight -nice! And that’s where this story begins.

Hermes is trying to avoid his father after the events of book one, although this can be read as a standalone, and so he frees Prometheus in the hope Zeus will be distracted getting him back. Not all goes to plan however and Prometheus ends up crash landing in the path of New York’s head vampire cop Julian.

There then follows an absolute gem of a narrative which sees plotting and double-crossing in the vampire world having a parallel with the interference and actions of the Gods while Prometheus and Julian fall into an unlikely relationship.

I loved Julian, he’s all about duty and doing the right thing and he has an inbuilt need to look after people, and while Prometheus is the original rebel, after five thousand years underground, he’s like a newborn baby in the modern world and utterly out of place.

The passion between them is wonderfully spicy but it quite quickly turns into more as Julian becomes involved in Prometheus’ fight to stay out of Tartarus.

I also loved, as with book one, that the authors pulled in another lesser-known member of the Greek Pantheon – in this case Prometheus’ daughter Aidos and introduces my favourite Greek Goddess Nemesis.

***Spoiler***

There’s also a wonderful subversion of the vampire origins myth to here have them created by Artemis to be her eternal hunt, immortal warriors placed on Earth to protect mankind against the machinations of the Gods, and it works really well.

The pacing in this book is so good, I was still awake at 3am finishing it off (having started it at midnight) because I couldn’t find a spot at which I felt capable of leaving it overnight!

As with the first book, there’s humour, steamy scenes, romantic scenes and fast-moving dialogue which pulls the reader deep into the world of vampiric New York.

Next up is another hidden gem from Greek mythology Thanatos, the God of Death and Glaucus and I’m interested to see which version of his origins they’re going to use!

#ARC kindly received from the authors in return for an honest and unbiased review

View all my reviews

« Older Entries