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This is my first time sharing on this hop, so I’m actually going to share a little blast from the past! My first novel(la?) THE VEIL!
WARNING: THIS EXCERPT MAY NOT BE FOR THE WEAK OF STOMACH!
Death by magick always smelled like barbecue.
Detective Devon Harrigan had two conflicting reactions to this particular scent. For one, his stomach curled up and heaved in sick anticipation of what he would inevitably find as its source. Magickal death had a lot of manifestations, and none of them were pretty or neat. Missing limbs, bones sucked out, skin flayed off, organs melted, eyeballs popped…pretty much any and every visceral horror possible was perpetrated by mages, sorcerers, witches, and other practitioners of extranormal magick. His specialty.
But then on the other hand, he was also a vampire, and the smell of bloody, gory death made his fangs ache and his mouth water. He tamped down on the nauseating urge to start slurping on the walls and wondered for the thousandth time how, after five‐hundred years, the two halves of his nature were still so deeply at odds.
Check out THE VEIL today!