Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Teaser Tuesday--DANGEROUS ANGEL's out next week, so here's a HUGE teaser!

DANGEROUS ANGEL is out next week!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

As you can tell, I’m a bit excited about the conclusion of The Earth Angels miniseries published by Carina Press, so bear with me, please. ;)  This four-part series has been building toward this action-packed finale, and I just can’t wait to share what happens with everyone.

In fact, why wait?  Here’s a glimpse of the edge-of-your-seat conclusion to the demonic apocalyptic story arc that is... The Earth Angels. :)

 “Oscar, you’re being a dick,” Nikita muttered to the storm. In response, it seemed to take personal offense and pelted rain down on Kyle’s car all the harder. It was the main sound in her world now that the muscle car’s powerful motor was silent, the engine ticking as it cooled while she sat in the empty parking lot of a dry cleaners across the street from the sprawling Cobalt Apartment complex. She tried to shut out the storm’s violence, but since it couldn’t be any wetter than if she’d parked under Niagara Falls, that was pretty much impossible. Logic told her that since she could barely see beyond the windshield, she should abandon the spot and look for cover, like a gas station with a convenient overhang.

Logic could go to hell. She wasn’t about to distance herself any further than necessary. The dry cleaners would have to do. As she maintained her position about a football field’s length away from where Kyle and the others lay in wait to pounce on Bambi and her keeper, Nikita had no doubt it would be a clash that neither heaven nor earth would soon forget. With something that bad going down, she had to be far enough away so that Dantalion couldn’t feed on her, while at the same time be close enough should Kyle need her.

Ha. Now there was a joke if she’d ever heard one. Like Kyle would ever need her help. With a derisive twist to her mouth, she glanced at her phone to reread his last text after she reported her position: “Make sure to stay out of the way. We’ve got it from here.”

Nice. Always the charmer, that Kyle.

With a short huff, Nikita shoved the phone into her pocket so she wouldn’t look at it again. Looking at it only made her feel sorry for herself, because it cut right to the heart of her new reality. For years she’d labored under the illusion that she and Kyle were on equal footing. But surprise, surprise—the man was playing with a genetically stacked deck. There could never be equal footing with a man who had no equal.

Just her luck, to fall for such an impossibly magnificent man.

The floor of her stomach dropped at the wayward thought, just as two shadows emerged from the blinding gray sheets of rain. Horrified by the notion she might have fallen in love with Kyle while the world was doing its damnedest to come to an end, she hastily pushed it to the back of her mind as the two people almost crashed into the hood of the car. A ragged gasp tore from her throat when she saw it was a half-drowned Kyle with none other than an equally soaked Bambi Dominguez in tow.

“I don’t believe it.” Frantic, Nikita hit the button that unlocked the car even as Kyle reached for the back passenger door and flung the elusive Bambi Dominguez inside. “I can’t believe it, that was so fast! Are you okay? Is everyone—”

“Drive. Just drive.” Kyle dived into the passenger seat, wiping the water out of his face as he slammed the door behind him. “The farther we get Dantalion’s meat puppet away from here, the easier it’ll be for the Nephilim to send him to hell.”

“I thought you said Dantalion could leach energy off of anyone—it doesn’t have to be just his proxy.”

“Do you really want to sit here and argue the matter?”

“Good point.” She wasted no more time in heading back down Biscayne Boulevard toward the closed causeway, with no real destination in mind. “So what happened out there? Is it finally over?”

“Over?” From her place in the backseat, Bambi let loose a high-pitched, eerie laugh that went right along with her oddly sing-song tone. “Over for me, over for you, it’s all over for you-know-who.”

“Good grief.” Risking a glance in the rearview mirror at the other woman, Nikita couldn’t see much of her except dark, lank hair covering half of her too-thin face, and an ear-to-ear grin that would have done The Joker proud. “I take it our little jump has gone around the bend and straight into la-la land?”

“Oh, yes. Dear little Bambi is long gone.”

Nikita couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity. No matter what a user Bambi was, no one deserved to be twisted inside out by a demon. “Poor girl. I know it’s a small thing at this point, but I suspect Dibby Biers is going to take that news pretty hard.”

“Dibby is a twin.” As Nikita maneuvered the car around a lake-sized puddle, she chanced another look at their passenger only to find the disquieting vision of Bambi chewing on a wet hank of hair while rocking side to side in her seat. “A real twin. Not a fake twin. The fake twins are the tricksy ones.”

“You don’t say.” Not altogether comfortable with having a conversation with a lunatic while driving through a hurricane, Nikita decided to focus on Kyle. “I was surprised to see you show up so quickly. Somehow I thought it would take much longer for you to shut Dantalion down. But I guess with the five of you guys together, one little demon didn’t stand a chance, yeah?”

Little demon? After all you’ve come to learn, this is how you refer to a Great Duke of hell?”

“Easy.” Caught off-guard by the heat behind his words, it was all Nikita could do to keep from gaping at him. But after a moment’s consideration she supposed she could forgive him for being a tad edgy after busting all kinds of humps to avert a demonic apocalypse. “Just relax. No need to get your shorts in a twist.”

Bambi let out a piercing bray of laughter. “Twisty, twisted shorts. I think I have snakes in my brain.”

Wow. “Kyle, I’m not diminishing your victory here, believe me. I’m only beginning to grasp just how difficult this was for the five of you to pull off.”

“Things haven’t gone exactly according to plan, I’ll give you that,” came the absent reply. “My timing has been slightly off from the moment I started this endeavor. I had assumed that by the time the strongest of the Nephilim finally managed to fumble their individual ways to me, I would have attained the power to wipe them all out in one fell swoop. But, since I’ll have it in the next few minutes, it’ll all end up the same.”

“What are…” Her heart froze from the inside out as the words sank their poisonous teeth into her brain. With understanding dawning like some hideous cancer, Nikita turned to look at the thing wearing Kyle’s face. Before her disbelieving eyes, that face she knew so well melted like wax and reconfigured itself until she was looking at the image of her mother.

“Well done, Nikita.” The thing that wasn’t her mother smiled its rabid approval while the oily twisting in her brain began, until it was all she could do to keep from crying out. “Thanks so much for getting us away from there. Good thing I stumbled across you sitting here, thinking such loud thoughts about the Nephilim lying in wait for me at my meat puppet’s apartment. I would have walked right into that ambush if it hadn’t been for you, and all of my plans would have been for naught.”

“Fake twins are tricksy.” Bambi laughed again. This time, though, Nikita heard it for the scream it was.


Sound interesting?  Here’s the blurb for DANGEROUS ANGEL, up for pre-order now:

Book four of the Earth Angels series

Miami's best bounty hunter, Nikita Tesoro will do anything to collar a fugitive, including stepping into a stripper's stilettos for the night. Outsmarting her rival Kyle Beaudecker is just a bonus. Despite the sexual tension sparking between them, Nikita keeps a professional distance from "Hurricane" Kyle. After all, she can't get hurt if she doesn't care.

A descendant of the archangel Barakiel with the power to harness electricity, Kyle should be focusing his energy on tracking down a demon that may be hiding in the human realm. But he's a lover, not a fighter, and he'd much rather use his special talents for pleasure: specifically Nikita's. And teaming up to find a bail jumper means spending lots of time together…

But when their case takes a turn for the demonic, Kyle can no longer hide his true nature from Nikita. He'll do whatever it takes to win her heart—even stop the apocalypse. But he can't do it alone.

80,000 words

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