WEREWOLVES BE DAMNED
A Magic & Mayhem Novel
Stacey Kennedy
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A Magic & Mayhem Novel
Stacey Kennedy
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Release date: April
15, 2013
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Description ~*~
Nexi Jones—part witch, part
guardian, and wannabe kick-ass warrior—can’t throw a punch or conjure the
simplest magic. But that doesn’t stop her from hunting the werewolves who
slaughtered her human family. She’ll have her revenge, but only if Kyden, the
elite guardian, would get the hell out of her way.
Kyden can’t decide if Nexi wants
to get herself killed or if she just has no clue what she’s doing. But her
father made it clear: keep Nexi safe…or else. Of course, the more Nexi runs
toward revenge, the more she needs Kyden’s aid, and as she grows into her power
and confidence, so does his desire to protect her. The only problem? She’d
rather he dropped dead.
But when a vampire paints a
bull's-eye on Nexi’s back, she’s hard-pressed to deny Kyden and the help he’s
offering. Even if it means getting her revenge will be a little bit harder. At
least it will still be as sweet."
About the
Author ~*~
Stacey Kennedy is an urban fantasy lover
at heart, but she also enjoys losing herself in dark and sensual worlds. She
lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who gave her a
happily-ever-after. Together, they have two small children who can always make
her smile, and who will never be allowed to read Mommy’s books. If she’s not
plugging away at a new story, you’ll find her camping, curling up with the latest
flick, or obsessing over Sons of Anarchy and Game of Thrones.
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Teaser ~*~
I’ve found you, fur ball.
Nexi peered from behind the large oak tree
and spotted the small log cabin nestled in the thick forest. The porch light
cast a warm glow into the night. Fog settled over the lush grass, and the night
was dark, eerie.
Stepping away from her hiding place behind
the tree, she strode forward and gripped the dagger tightly in her hand.
Keeping the silver blade pointed outward, she climbed the cabin’s porch steps,
taking each one slowly to avoid detection.
Once she arrived at the front door, she
wrapped her hand around the door handle. Rich hunger for revenge burned in her
veins and made her intent on one thing: to slaughter the werewolf who escaped
the night of her parents’ murder. Not caring what awaited her, she stormed
inside, dagger pointed, ready to kill.
The simple cabin had two large brown couches
near a wood-burning stove, a kitchenette behind the living room, and a
quilt-covered bed resting in the back. And that was it; there were no other
rooms to investigate. No secret hiding places she could see.
No damned werewolf.
She cursed, shut the front door behind her,
then trotted down the steps to return to her hiding spot. On her way across the
yard, she glanced at the space to the right of the tree, which looked much like
a heat wave, indicating that the portal to the Otherworld remained.
In some places around the world—or the
Earthworld, as supernaturals had called it—there were permanent portals to the
supernatural realm. This portal had only appeared because Nexi had travelled to
this cabin from the Otherworld. Once she passed through the portal again, the
gateway would vanish.
Magic had its perks. Quick travel was one of
them.
Nexi shook her head at how normal all this
magical stuff seemed now. Just over a month ago she’d never believed in
anything that went bump in the night. Now she knew all those things existed,
and in fact, she was one of them.
To her horror, she had learned that her birth
mother, Tillie, had been murdered by a power-hungry vampire, Lazarus. All those years ago, her birth father, Drake,
had protectively decided to block Nexi’s supernatural abilities. He had planned
for her to live and die as a mortal. Now with her return to the Otherworld and
the removal of the block on her true identity, there was no going back.
She was no longer plain, human, Nexi Jones.
She was Nexi Jones, part guardian, part
witch.
Looking away from the portal and to her
hiding spot until the werewolf returned, she hurried her steps. She wasn’t
ready to return to the Otherworld yet. Not until she had the werewolf’s head as
her wall ornament would she dare go home.
Just as she neared the tree, a woodsy scent
that had nothing to do with the forest mixed with the citrusy aroma of
aftershave. A blink of an eye later, the dagger she held was now at her throat,
a hard body closed in on her back.
“You smelled lovely when you arrived.” The
low voice by her ear held a faint English accent. “But I never imagined you’d
be so pretty.”
The blade pressed into her skin, not drawing
blood, but implying that if the werewolf chose, she’d be destined for the
grave. “I’m…”
“Going to explain yourself.” He lowered the
dagger, took hold of her arm, and jerked her forward.
In a few short strides, the werewolf tossed
her through the threshold of the cabin, and slammed the door behind them. He
sauntered to the couch, sat down, and regarded her. “Now then, darlin’.” His olive
skin was stunningly flawless, and his chocolate-colored hair was spiked tall.
“Why would a pretty lass like yourself plan to attack me?”
“Don’t move.” That charm wouldn’t fool her.
“Stay right where you are.”
“My mouth is the only thing moving.” His slanted
amber eyes raked over her. “Would you like me to stop talking?”
“No.” She hesitated then added, “Only your
mouth can move. Nothing else. Tell me what you know.”
He gave her a long look. “I’d be glad to tell
you anything you’d like, love.”
His kind face and soft voice wouldn’t trick
her. He was a werewolf. She was certain, which was another oddity.
After the block on her supernatural abilities
had been lifted, she could identify a supernatural creature as if knowing the
difference between a brunette and a redhead. “Tell me why you killed my
family.”
“That’s an interesting accusation.” He cocked
his head, studying her with a frown. “But I think the more important question
is who are you?”
She lifted her chin. “The lass who’s
going to cut off your furry wolf balls.”
~*~ Just as a note, if you haven't read a book by Stacey Kennedy yet, you are missing out on a ~great~ author! Here are links to a couple of her other books which we just adore... yes we are sucking up in case Stacey reads this ;) We want to review her books & do giveaways whenever she needs us ~*~
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