Wednesday, July 23, 2014

*Gizmos Book Reviews* One Past Midnight by Jessica Shirvington

**I received this book from NetGalley / Bloomsbury USA in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.**

*Synopsis*

Above all else, though I try not to think about it, I know which life I prefer. And every night when I Cinderella myself from one life to the next a very small, but definite, piece of me dies. The hardest part is that nothing about my situation has ever changed. There is no loophole.

Until now, that is... 


For as long as she can remember, Sabine has lived two lives. Every 24 hours she Shifts to her ′other′ life - a life where she is exactly the same, but absolutely everything else is different: different family, different friends, different social expectations. In one life she has a sister, in the other she does not. In one life she′s a straight-A student with the perfect boyfriend, in the other she′s considered a reckless delinquent. Nothing about her situation has ever changed, until the day when she discovers a glitch: the arm she breaks in one life is perfectly fine in the other.

With this new knowledge, Sabine begins a series of increasingly risky experiments which bring her dangerously close to the life she′s always wanted... But just what - and who - is she really risking?


*My Thoughts*

One Past Midnight (aka Between the Lives), is the story about Eighteen year old Sabine. Sabine lives the life of two very different people but maintains all the memories and experiences she's faced along the way. Sabine version # 1 lives in Roxbury (part of Boston), Massachusetts with her parents and adorable little sister Maddie who I just wanted to cuddle and not stop. She has her best friend Capri, and occasionally helps her parents out in their Pharmacy. Except for missing Maddie like crazy, she really isn't all that eager to return to Roxbury when her 24 hours are up in the other reality.

Sabine # 2 lives in Wellesley (also a part of Boston), Massachusetts with her mother. She has two older brothers Ryan, and Lucas, best friends Miriam and Lucy, and a boyfriend Dex who is to die for. In other words, Sabine # 2 has a much easier life than Sabine # 1. She doesn't want for anything, except perhaps a better relationship with her brothers. And, she's already been accepted to Harvard. She is also lucky in that neither world has ever crossed.

Every 24 hours Sabine shifts between the lives. In one reality, she can speak flawless French, while in the other, she has to becareful of letting on to anyone that she's living parallel lives. Sabine has been trying for years to see if things would change from one life to the other. When she accidentally breaks her arm in reality # 1, Sabine starts to experiment with ways to stay in reality # 2. When her experiments go off the rails, and she's sent to a mental hospital by her parents, she meets the one person who will change her outlook on living and making a choice between the realities; Ethan.

This book has been labeled as a psychological thriller in some circles, science fiction in others. I prefer this as more of a science fiction story since Sabine travels between realities. That is something that doesn't necessarily happen in Psych Thrillers. I also must say that the last part of this book went through me like a knife cutting through water because of the content that was written.

Sabine's relationship with Ethan is very emotional, and really the reason I have only positive things to say about the story. I will fully admit to crying at one point in the story, and no, I will not say which part. Ethan's arrival into Sabine's life could not have come at a better time for either character. He opens her eyes, let's her understand that it doesn't really matter that she has separate lives or not, and she gives him someone he can be himself around..Ethan truly believes that Sabine just has to live her lives as fully as she is capable of, and the best of her being. He also opens up her eyes to her so called relationship with Dex that people believe is just perfectly adorable. The romance between Dex and Sabine is definitely one that will be a crowd pleaser.

I think certain content in this story may be a bit much for a younger crowd to handle, but I leave that up to the parents. Any time you have a situation where someone starts thinking about suicide, or harming oneself, there should be someone alongside to explain why this character feels it necessary. There is also a very abrupt scene where Sabine faces a harsh reality. One needs to definitely talk these situations out, and explain that this isn't normal behavior for anyone.

One Past Midnight is definitely an entirely different world from her Violet Eden series. Sabine is definitely NOT Violet. She is still human regardless of the fact that she shifts between realities. One shouldn't go into this story looking for similarities. One should just enjoy the authors writing, and bask in the fact that we are living in an age where we have so many awesome writers putting out enjoyable stories for us.

Author - Jessica Shirvington
Title - One Past Midnight
Published by Bloomsbury USA Children's
Released: July 22, 2014
Genre: Science Fiction
Format: E-Book 352 pages






*Gizmos Book Reviews* Kiss of Deception (The Remnant Chronicles # 1) by Mary E. Pearson

**I received this book from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.**

*Synopsis*

In a society steeped in tradition, Princess Lia’s life follows a preordained course. As First Daughter, she is expected to have the revered gift of sight—but she doesn’t—and she knows her parents are perpetrating a sham when they arrange her marriage to secure an alliance with a neighboring kingdom—to a prince she has never met.

On the morning of her wedding, Lia flees to a distant village. She settles into a new life, hopeful when two mysterious and handsome strangers arrive—and unaware that one is the jilted prince and the other an assassin sent to kill her. Deception abounds, and Lia finds herself on the brink of unlocking perilous secrets—even as she finds herself falling in love.


*My Thoughts*

The Kiss of Deception is the first novel in The Remnant Chronicles trilogy. Mary Pearson has written a novel that tells the story from several different points of view including Morrighan Princess Arabella (Lia), Prince Rafferty of Dalbreck, and Vendan assassin Kaden.

The story beings just like the synopsis says. Lia, unwilling to be a participant in an arranged marriage to a prince that she knows nothing about and failed to respond to her request to meet first, runs away with her hand maiden Pauline to a remote village of Terravin. There, Lia takes up several jobs including barmaid. She truly wants to find someone to love in her own way, and not be forced into accepting a life that others have chosen for her. Unfortunately for Lia, there are numerous outside forces that really don't much care what Lia wants.

Each character in The Kiss of Deception has their own faults, and yes, charms that drove the story. While I wasn't exactly impressed with Lia's decisions or choices at the beginning of the story, she slowly chipped away at my cold heart until I was left curious as to what Pearson has up her sleeves next for her. I absolutely adored Lia's determination, grit, and strength by the time I got to the end of the story. The more you learn of Lia's difficulties and struggles she faced at home, the more I agreed with her decision to run away.

Normally in high fantasy, there's a bit of romance that is just enough to satisfy my curiosity, without making me skip ahead. As an individual who loathes 3-way love triangles with a passion, I was a bit leary about how Pearson would pull it off so that I didn't tear my hair out of my head. I have to say, the 3-way is not your normal romance. This "triangle" actually works in a twisted sort of way which, yes, surprises me.

I really do prefer "Rafe" to "Kaden" even though both were deeply involved in deception, and keeping their real identities hidden from Lia until later in the story. Rafe, to me, is a fated soul, while Kaden is trying to overcome the order to kill Lia on sight, and win her heart. If you read between the lines, you knew Rafe was curious and perhaps a bit jealous that Lia ran away instead of accepting her fate. Rafe's determination to find Lia against extreme odds, ends with a definite connection that I hope doesn't get thrown away for Kaden's sake.  

High fantasy is awesome at creating an entire new world that stretches our imaginations, and doesn't skip the fact that these kingdoms are far away. The Kiss of Deception remains true in that regards. A large part of the storyline involves traveling for days, or months at a time, and there are challenges along the way. Lia is forced into traveling a very large distance away from her home, and along the way, the ability to survive against brutal weather, barbarians who want to see her dead, and strange creatures that appear along her journey, makes her story more compelling to follow.

There are characters in The Kiss of Deception that I adored like Pauline and Berdy, while loathing a whole slew of others because they are just plain evil in nature. I, personally, do not like rage acts of violence against any women. I do understand that fantasy is just that, fantasy and not real life. It still annoys and puzzles me that we are still required to deal with harsh scenes where a character suffers from abuse, or rape.

In the end, I do believe this series has a whole lot of potential, and I am definitely eager to read the follow up book called The Heart of Betrayal releasing in 2015. I would love to know more about the Scholar, and Chancellors dislike for Lia. I want to know more about Gwyneth and I would like to know more about her "gift" that was kept under wraps by Lia's mother.


Author - Mary E. Pearson
Title - Kiss of Deception
Series - The Remnant Chronicles # 1
Published by Henry Hold and Co. (BYR)
Released: July 15, 2014
Genre: Fantasy, Romance



Tuesday, July 22, 2014

*Gizmos Book Reviews* Honor's Knight (Paradox # 2) by Rachel Bach

**I received this book from NetGalley / Orbit in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.**

*Synopsis*

Devi Morris has a lot of problems. And not the fun, easy-to-shoot kind either.

After a mysterious attack left her short several memories and one partner, she's determined to keep her head down, do her job, and get on with her life. But even though Devi's not actually looking for it -- trouble keeps finding her. She sees things no one else can, the black stain on her hands is growing, and she is entangled with the cook she's supposed to hate.

But when a deadly crisis exposes far more of the truth than she bargained for, Devi discovers there's worse fates than being shot, and sometimes the only people you can trust are the ones who want you dead.


*My Thoughts*

Honor's Knight, the second installment in the Paradox trilogy, continues Paradoxian mercenary Devi Morris's story. The story picks up right where Fortune's Pawn left off and that is a good thing since Fortune's Pawn left us with an interesting cliffhanger that left me glad I had the next book at my disposal.

Devi Morris has maintained that if she obeys orders, climbs the ladder quickly, and keeps an eye out for the prize, she will one day become one of the elite Devastators. Since becoming a security officer on the Glorious Fool to manage that goal, she has discovered a whole new reality, new threats, and more danger than she can shake a stick at. As the story starts, she can't remember important things because of Rupert's memory wipe in order to save her life. Because of the memory wipe, every time she looks at Rupert, she gets nauseous and can't remember that he is more than just the ships cook.

At the same time, she experiences hallucinations; the virus that she picked up on the xith'cal space ship causes parts of her body to turn black, and it grows with Devi's intensity. She sees glowing things that only her and the daughters of Maat are able to see. Because of what she has at her disposal, she is also the main link to defeating a force that can't be seen until they are attacking the ship, or planet you are on. She also has to survive alien factions that want to kill her on sight.

Never fear my dears, Devi doesn't let a little things like forgotten memories, or ancient enemies, or being a major target by several different parties get her down. She strives ahead, picks up a new security partner, is targeted yet again by the attacker who got away, and learns more about the creation of Maat's daughters and why they are important to Caldswell's fight he's been waging for decades.

There is a moral question to think on as well. How far would you go in order to save a planet, a species, a galaxy of humans who are under attack? Would you willingly sacrifice your own daughter in order to save billions? How far would you go to prevent this from happening, and would you have the strength, courage, and determination to do what is right, and not what is popular? Would you be willing to sacrifice yourself in order to keep what's in your veins away from people who want you dead?

I'm happy to report that there IS no letdown when it comes to Honor's Knight. There is still plenty of pulse pounding and heart racing action that puts Devi in a class of her own. There are questions as to who the real bad guys are, and who is on Devi's side fighting with everything she has available to her, but all shall be revealed my impatient readers. Normally, I have issues with sequels because they don't explain things well enough, and thus leaves more questions for the final novel in the series. Honor's Knight is definitely on par, or better than it's predecessor.

ONWARD TO HEAVEN'S QUEEN!

Author - Rachel Bach
Title - Honor's Knight (Paradox # 2)
Published b Orbit
Released: February 25, 2014
Genre: Science Fiction, Romance
Format: E-Book 358 pages


*Gizmos Reviews* Black Rook Tour Giveaway and Excerpt by Kelly Meade


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Black Rook, Cornerstone Run Trilogy #1
By Kelly Meade

Available July 15th from Intermix
ISBN 9780698165441


Blurb
She never saw this coming… 

Brynn Atwood is a low-level Magus whose unpredictable precognitive powers have made her an outcast among her people—and an embarrassment to her highly-regarded father. After a frightening vision in which her father is murdered by a loup garou man, Brynn decides to prove herself by finding the killer, and stopping them at any cost.

Her target is Rook McQueen, the son of a small-town loup garou Alpha. Despite being the youngest of three, Rook is first in line to inherit the role of Alpha, a duty he isn’t sure he’s capable of fulfilling. When Brynn finally meets Rook, she doesn’t expect the attraction that draws her to him—and him to her.

No longer believing him a murderer, Brynn and Rook strike an alliance to find her father’s real killer. But when his older brother is targeted by an unknown enemy, Rook will have to choose between his growing feelings for Brynn and his duty as the future Alpha of his community.


  
Cornerstone Run is a paranormal romance trilogy, set in a world of hidden loup garou, their mystical Magi enemies, and the occasional vampire. The small, reclusive town of Cornerstone, Pennsylvania, houses an almost entirely loup garou population—one of only thirteen towns around the country that serve as a sanctuary for their nonhuman inhabitants, where the loup garou are free to be themselves. When a neighboring sanctuary town is attacked by a vicious, unknown enemy, the three sons of Cornerstone’s Alpha must stand together to protect their people—and the women who steal their hearts.

Cornerstone Run Trilogy:

Black Rook: July 15, 2014 - http://amzn.com/B00I8R61LY
Gray Bishop: October 21, 2014 - http://amzn.com/B00I8RB1WS
White Knight: January 1, 2015 - http://amzn.com/B00I8RB100

Excerpt – Chapter 1

Brynn Atwood observed the entrance to McQueen’s Auction House, as she had done for the past few minutes while she gathered the courage she needed to leave the safety of her rental car. A steady stream of vehicles entered the parking lot and ejected browsers and buyers, all eager to view today’s auction and visit with acquaintances seen only during these once-a-week sales. Not Brynn. She was certainly the only person who’d showed up today intending to prevent a murder.

Walking alone into a town populated with and run by loup garou wasn’t the smartest thing she had ever done in her twenty-four years, but it certainly counted as the bravest. If she managed to achieve her goal, even her father would have to admit to her courage and to the validity of her visions. He didn’t trust in her seer ability, nor did he believe that her vision of him being murdered by a loup garou would come true.

“Surely you know I would never put myself into a situation that would result in such a calamitous outcome,” her father, Archimedes Atwood, had said the previous day. And as with every chilly encounter between them in the last few months, he’d spoken with the impatience of a strict teacher correcting a belligerent child. “Perhaps some of your visions have come true on occasion, but do not use me to distract attention from your own disgrace. I have no more time for this nonsense.”

Her visions were always nonsense.

Archimedes was a Prime Magus in the Congress of Magi, one of four, as well as a powerful practitioner of elemental magic. He’d never hidden his disappointment over Brynn’s uncontrollable precognitive powers—powers he had yet to acknowledge were real—or her inability to one day claim his spot on the Congress. She was too weak, a failure as a Magus. She couldn’t even manage to keep her job as a Congress tutor for more than two years. All she had left were her infrequent visions, in whatever time or manner they chose to come.

And worse yet, he had all but accused her of fabricating this vision and the need to save him in order to make up for the shame she’d brought to their name when she was fired. She didn’t want the vision to be true. She wanted her father alive for many years to come.

She would figure out how to save him on her own. She would prove her value.

Brynn climbed out of her car and surveyed the quickly filling parking lot. In any new situation, her best first step was to observe her surroundings, study others, and discover the way to best fit in. She had never before attended a public auction of any sort; she knew only that antiques and other goods were bid upon and purchased, sometimes at outrageous prices. Some patrons walked into the building carrying their own boxes, clearly expecting to purchase items. Others entered carrying only cups of coffee or soda, or small children.

The variety of patrons surprised her: young and old, scruffy and well-kempt, couples and singles and large groups, and families. Some drove up with pickups and vans; some parked expensive cars in the narrow, crowded lot. Everyone seemed at ease.

I must stick out like a smoking vampire in daylight.

Standing there like a fool would only garner her unwanted attention. Subtlety was the route to accomplishing her task. Brynn forced her feet to carry her forward, past other vehicles, toward the main entrance. Everyone seemed to be entering the large, barnlike building through those glass double doors. A few people came back to the parking lot from the side of the building, which indicated a back entrance/exit, as well. She’d tried to find blueprints of the layout before her arrival, but getting any sort of in-depth information on Cornerstone, Pennsylvania, was next to impossible.

The town had a small population of six hundred forty-one residents, and Brynn could guess that about ten percent were human. Cornerstone was founded by a run of loup garou nearly two centuries ago, and was one of a dozen similar safe havens around the country. Much like the Congress of Magi and a few surviving nests of vampires, loup garou runs required secrecy and anonymity to survive in the modern world. The weekly auctions at McQueen’s brought outside income to the town without the interference of tourism or industry, and it kept them from appearing too insular to the outside world.

Her father stubbornly refused to have any faith in her abilities, but Brynn’s visions of the future came true without fail, and the most recent had led her here to McQueen’s Auction House. Led her to the loup garou she’d seen standing over her father’s broken body. The man her careful research told her was named Rook McQueen.

The boy, she corrected.

As a general rule, her people did not trust technology. The Magi trusted tradition and magic above all else. Growing up an only child with few friends, Brynn spent hundreds of hours on her computer—a gift awarded by her father on her twelfth birthday, as a means to keep her mind occupied beyond the limited resources of their home’s physical library. Only weeks before, she had spoken to him of her first vision. In the middle of reading a book, she had seen a clear image of a baby bird falling from a nest. It disturbed her so much that she’d fled into the backyard in time to see it happen. She scooped the tiny robin up and climbed the tree where she spotted the nest, returning the lost baby to its siblings.

She was so proud when she told her father about it that night—not only the bird, but the premonition. Her very first display of a Magus power. “Manifestations of a child’s overactive imagination,” he had scoffed. “Do not bother me with these small things, daughter.”

The computer became her gateway to the outside world, a link to knowledge far beyond the borders of her home in Chestnut Hill. And like the young sleuths in the slim novels she’d loved so much, Brynn taught herself how to research and investigate—skills that had served her well these last few days as she raced to identify her father’s killer.

One of three sons of Thomas McQueen, the auction house’s owner, Rook was two years younger than herself, a recent college graduate, and the former lead singer of a popular local rock band—not exactly the portrait of a killer, loup garou or otherwise. And yet the brief glimpse of him in her vision, skin marked with tattoos, human teeth bared, and hands covered in her father’s blood, showed him capable of violence, as all loup garou inevitably were.

She would not allow her father to become Rook McQueen’s victim. Archimedes Atwood was too important, not only to herself but to the Congress of Magi. The Magi were small in number, and they relied on their leaders to protect them from their enemies, including the volatile, deadly loup garou. And as an elemental Magi, he was among the most powerful. Few others shared his ability to manipulate fire. Their people needed him, so Brynn needed to protect him. She had to find a way to prevent her father’s murder before it occurred.

The biggest blank in her research was Rook’s relationship to the run’s Alpha. Brynn had no access to the Congress’s files on the loup garou, and she couldn’t directly ask her father for the name of Cornerstone’s Alpha—her father had no idea she’d identified his would-be assassin, or that she was in central Pennsylvania doing reconnaissance on said assassin, instead of at the family home wallowing in her professional disgrace.

A random loup killing her father carried a very different meaning than a loup from within the higher ranks of the run’s Alpha family—the latter could easily be considered an act of war against the Congress of Magi. A foolishly begun war, as the Magi and loup had maintained an uneasy peace for the last sixty years.

Concentrate, foolish girl, before you get yourself killed. This isn’t one of your novels, this is real.

Brynn smoothed her palms down the front of her green t-shirt and tugged at the hem. She stopped, recognizing the nervous gesture, a habit from the two years she’d worked as a Congress tutor, which required skirts and blouses and high heels. The t-shirt, denim shorts, and Keds combination she’d chosen for today’s mission had been partly for comfort in the August heat and partly to blend in. The final piece of her costume was the Magus pendant hidden behind the t-shirt, which would act as a sensory mirror and hide her natural scent—any loup sniffing her for signs of “other” would smell a common human female, instead of a Magus. The auction attracted dozens of human buyers, but the people who ran it and worked there were still loup. The pendant was her only real protection against their sense of smell.

The stolen pendant, you fool. Plucking it from her father’s office had nearly given her fits, and her father would be apoplectic when he discovered it was missing—yet another reason to finish her task and return home posthaste. Maybe, just maybe, she could prevent this vision from coming true. She had to try.

Nerves twisted her stomach into a tight ball that nearly squeezed the air from her lungs. The thump of music and drone of voices greeted her as Brynn pushed open the door and stepped inside McQueen’s Auction House.

Avesta, protect me, your loyal daughter.

Plea to the Magi’s patron sent, Brynn forced her anxiety into the background and paid closer attention to her surroundings. The entrance was spacious, with a short hallway and a brightly painted “Restrooms” sign on her immediate right. On the left was a bulletin board covered in layers of posters and flyers advertising yard sales and on-site auctions. Past it was a roped-off stairwell going up to parts unknown. A handsome young man in cowboy boots and a matching leather hat leaned near the stairwell, sipping from a Styrofoam cup, as though he lived solely to hold up that particular wall.

His intent gaze landed on her, and she didn’t have to search for the copper flecks in his brown eyes to know he was loup garou. Brynn’s insides froze, but she forced out a calm, flirty smile. She knew she was attractive enough to gather a few second glances, and he was what she might hesitantly call beautiful—if a man could be considered so—with a slim nose and perfectly symmetrical features. However beautiful, this man was also her enemy. His body was fit, impeccably toned, and even at ease he thrummed with the power of his caged beast. He also wasn’t Rook McQueen, so although he was quite pleasant to look at, he did not hold her interest.

He tilted his head in a friendly gesture, then winked. Brynn blushed and ducked her head, a reaction she did not have to fake. Male attention of any sort nowadays left her insides squirrely, a sense of bitter panic residing where her confidence had once dwelled. She also needed to remain inconspicuous while here, and flirting with a local cowboy was not the way to stay alive.

Brynn followed an elderly couple out into the main room. She slipped over to her left, out of the flow of traffic, and absorbed the scene of orderly chaos. An elevated pair of cash registers stood near the entrance, with lines on each side. The customers in line traded personal information for a large index card with a number written in black marker. Cards in hand, the customers went to one of many places in the cavernous room.

Dozens of tables of merchandise were set up along the perimeter of the room, three rows deep, and at the center of it all was a dais, two stools, and a microphone. Directly behind the dais was a long row of antique furniture and four glass cases. Rows of mismatched chairs covered the rest of the floor space, facing the dais. At least half the chairs were marked by either sitting bodies or empty boxes waiting for their owners. In the far back of the room, close to Brynn’s position, was a food counter advertising sandwiches and chips and cold sodas, and it produced the bitter scent of over-brewed coffee. Opposite Brynn was another set of propped-open double doors, and a steady stream of people moved in and out of a second room that seemed crowded with boxes.

Someone jostled past on a waft of coffee-scented air, alerting Brynn to the competing odors in the room. The food counter fought with the tang of human body odor, as well as the musty stink of old paper and leather. A damp smell, like rain, hung over everything else, reminding her that even though she was surrounded by human beings, nonhumans also mingled. Every loup in the room posed a threat to her safety.

Brynn walked along the back wall, out of the heavier flow of people, alert for her prey. She spotted three other men who set off her loup alarms. Each wore a black t-shirt and jeans, just like the man outside in the cowboy boots.

McQueen employees. They must be.

One of them lingered near the dais, chatting with an older woman in a purple caftan, giving her his full attention while still managing to observe the room. He had a strong facial resemblance to the loup in the entrance, and a stronger resemblance to the photo she’d found of Rook. Each could easily be one of Rook’s two brothers. Brynn swallowed hard, mouth dry. If two of the three McQueen brothers worked here, maybe Rook did, as well. He could appear at any moment.

Your brother may one day murder my father.

The thought saddened her. Rook wasn’t just a potential murderer. He was also a brother and a son, and his family would miss him if he were gone. They would also fight to protect him the moment they considered her a threat.

You can’t think about that now, foolish girl.

Brynn inhaled a steadying breath. She palmed her right hand in her left, the fingers of her left hand smoothing over the gold band of the ring she wore on her right index finger. The top of the ring appeared to be a piece of costume jewelry, a blue gem the size of a nickel. A blue gem filled with a paralytic poison, developed decades ago to specifically target the loup garou’s nervous system. One tap of the ring would send a dose of poison down the ring’s band to her hand, and one firm handshake with any loup would put enough on his skin to kill him within an hour. No one would suspect such an innocuous item to be a deadly weapon, which was exactly the reason she’d stolen it from her father’s study.

As a small child, she had once overheard him boasting to another Magus of using the ring to drug an unsuspecting loup garou, and they were none the wiser. She had thought this made her father particularly clever, and the moment had stayed with her. Brynn Atwood might walk alone into a loup sanctuary town, but she wouldn’t walk in unarmed.

She had a single dose of the antidote hidden in her car in case she accidentally poisoned someone—no sense in leaving that to chance. She might be willing to kill to protect her father and she would defend herself if attacked, but she would not hurt an innocent loup.

If loup could be considered innocent. Her father would scoff at the notion.

She had considered her plan a dozen different ways before engaging. She didn’t rush blindly ahead. She rarely undertook any sort of action without having first clearly considered the potential outcomes. The only action guaranteeing her vision never came true was her removing Rook from the equation. Murdering him first. That was, however, a last resort action that almost guaranteed her own death at loup garou hands, as well as bringing the full power of her father’s anger down on their run.

She preferred the plan where she observed, gathered information, possibly discovered who the run Alpha was so she could introduce herself, and then took steps to prevent her vision that left all involved happy and healthy—her father especially.

Awareness prickled up her spine just as a male voice said, “You look a bit lost, miss.”

Brynn turned, not terribly surprised to find the cowboy from the entrance watching her. The cup was gone, but he still wore the silly leather hat, which cast a shadow over his eyes. It didn’t hide his beauty, though.

Enemy.

“I was supposed to meet someone here, but I don’t see them yet,” she said, the rehearsed lie falling easily from her lips.

“That explains it, then.” His tone was light, his voice lyrical and calming, but it still held a hint of danger. And challenge.

“Explains what?”

“Why you looked like you were casing the place.”

She laughed without forcing it, finding actual humor in the comment. “Do you often have problems with armed robbers staging stickups here?”

“No, but we’ve caught a few thieves over the years, trying to break in and steal items before they go up for sale.”

“Are you saying I look like a thief?”

“You just looked a little lost, that’s all. This your first time here?”

“It’s that obvious?”

He lifted his left shoulder in a shrug. “My father owns the place, and I’ve worked for him since I was a kid. I know all of the regulars, and most of the semi-regulars. New faces are easy to spot, especially faces as pretty as yours.”

Two things solidified for Brynn then: this man was definitely one of the McQueen brothers, and he was definitely flirting with her. Inbred disgust at the loup’s attention seized her, and she barely managed to stall a physical reaction.

He jumped, then his hand went to his jeans pocket. Brynn’s rising alarm calmed when he whipped out a vibrating cell phone and checked a message. “Damn,” he said as he tucked the phone away again. “Work calls.”

“Don’t let me keep you.”

“I hope your friend shows soon. In the meantime, take a look around. We’ve got a lot of great stuff today.”

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

He eased past her and walked straight up the center aisle of chairs to the dais, directly to the other man she suspected of being a McQueen. She watched them from the corner of her eye, but the other man gestured at the furniture behind the dais. They didn’t seem to be talking about her. She’d just had a conversation with her target’s brother and no one suspected a thing.

Don’t get cocky. Things could still go badly in a moment’s time.

She pushed away the voice of reason. A little more confident now, Brynn gave herself permission to look around. It was her first auction, after all. She wandered to the other side of the room, as much to make a show of belonging as to check out some of the items for sale. She’d always assumed auctions were full of dirty antiques and shiny glass baubles, but the table nearest her was covered with books. Boxes and boxes of books—hardcovers, paperbacks, textbooks, in all genres and on all subjects. The reams of knowledge in those boxes made her chest ache for the satisfaction she used to get from teaching.

Until last month, when she was fired from her tutor position and found herself with zero standing among her people, and with no hope for her future.

Maybe after this you’ll find a new calling as a Congress investigator.

Smiling at the ridiculous notion, she picked up a thick copy of the annotated works of Homer and smoothed back the torn corner of its dust jacket. Nostalgia for school and learning settled heavily in her chest, so heavily it tried to force up tears. She’d briefly considered returning to school and earning a new degree, since history and education hadn’t served her very well. Briefly. If the Alpha reacted badly to her presence in his town, or Rook took issue with her allegations, she’d never get the chance to reconsider her education more thoroughly.

She’d never get the chance to do a lot of things. Her father once said that loup justice was swift and merciless.

She put the book down and pinched the bridge of her nose, damming the tears and steeling her nerves. She would not cry, not here in public. Not when she needed to accomplish a job that required her full attention.

A flash of movement caught her attention, and Brynn turned her head toward the entrance. Her gaze drifted up. Above the entrance, probably accessible from that roped-off staircase, was a large window and a room behind. Two men stood at the window, talking and gesturing, in what looked like an office. Probably the manager’s office, which gave him a bird’s-eye view of his business.

The shorter of the two men captured and held her attention. Hints of a tattoo peeked out from beneath the sleeve of his black t-shirt. Metal glinted in his right earlobe, and another tattoo—or possibly the same—crept down his ear to his neck and disappeared into the collar of his shirt.

Even in profile, Brynn knew him. Fear and rage collided in a storm of cold and heat, and she clenched her hands into tight fists.

Rook McQueen. Her father’s future killer.

Blood rushed hot in her veins, and her heart thumped harder. He wasn’t just a face in a vision any longer. He was real.

“Ma’am?” The strange male voice alarmed Brynn into spinning around too fast. Her elbow clipped the voice owner in the chest and he grunted. Brynn’s stomach bottomed out. The man from the front of the room, her second McQueen brother suspect, frowned darkly, and she saw her own death there.

“I’m so sorry,” Brynn said. “Are you all right?”

“Fine. I’m sorry to bother you, but do you drive a white Dodge Neon?”

She blinked at the odd question about her rental car. “Yes, I do.”

“Someone reported that they backed into your car. You may want to come with me and exchange insurance information.”

“Oh for Av—God’s sake.” Brynn mentally slapped herself for the near slip. Using “Avesta’s sake” in the presence of a loup garou was as obvious as wearing a t-shirt that said “Yes, I’m a Magus Spy. Kill Me.”

“Small lot, so it happens once in a while,” the man said. Up close, she better saw the resemblance to the cowboy-wannabe in his narrow nose and hooded eyes. However, the slight roundness in his cheekbones and higher forehead showed a more pronounced similarity to Rook. And he was definitely older than the other two. “The auction doesn’t start for another forty minutes, if you’re worried about missing something.”

“No, it’s fine,” Brynn said, even though it wasn’t. The coincidence unnerved her, but she had no choice except to see how this played out.

He stepped to the side. “After you.”

She walked to the end of the row of chairs and made her way back toward the auction house entrance, keenly aware of her shadow’s presence, and that she’d just turned her back on one of her people’s greatest enemies. 

Author Bio
Raised on a steady diet of Star Wars, Freddy Krueger and “Fear Street” novels, Kelly Meade developed a love for all things paranormal at a very young age. The stealthy adolescent theft of a tattered paperback from her grandmother’s collection of Harlequins sparked an interest in romance that has continued to this day. 

Black Rook is the first novel in her Cornerstone Run series, a paranormal romance trilogy from Berkley Intermix that also includes Gray Bishop and White Knight. It follows three loup garou brothers who will do anything to protect their town, their family, and the secret of their existence—and maybe fall in love in the process. 

Writing as Kelly Meding, Three Days to Dead is the first book in her Dreg City urban fantasy series. The series follows Evangeline Stone, a paranormal hunter who is resurrected into the body of a stranger and has only three days to solve her own murder and stop a war between the city’s goblins and vampires. Additional books in the series, As Lie the Dead, Another Kind of Dead, and Wrong Side of Dead, are available in both digital format and mass market paperback from Bantam. Book five, Requiem for the Dead, is available digitally through all platforms. 

Trance begins the story of the grown-up children of the world’s slaughtered superheroes who receive their superpowers back after a mysterious fifteen-year absence, and who now face not only a fearful public, but also a vengeful villain who wants all of them dead. Trance and Changeling are available now in both digital format and mass market paperback from Pocket Books. Tempest and Chimera are available in digital format only via Pocket Star. All four MetaWars books can also be purchased as a digital bundle. 

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