Thanks
for having me today! I’m so excited to be sharing my new release, LICH QUEEN,
book three in the Blood Canticles series. Anyone who had to deal with me while
I was writing this book (friends, family, co-workers) will know I was
completely obsessed with it. I love writing Dawn, and her story has so many
elements I just love writing in general – ghosts, private eyes, and creepy
shenanigans! And anyone who had to deal with me while I was waiting to hear if
the book had been accepted, knows I was a total bundle of nerves the whole time
(my fiancé is a patient man). For some reason I was convinced I’d get a “no” on
this one. Don’t ask me why. It just seemed like maybe Dawn’s story, which gets
bleak, might not be a good fit.
But it’s
not just bleak! Like the other Blood Canticles books, there’s friendship,
mystery, action, and a lot of coffee. If you like your urban fantasy filled
with those things (and a side order of zombies, vampires, and demons), you’re
going to love LICH QUEEN just as much as I do ;)
You can find the
complete Blood Canticles
series, in reading order, at my blog here - http://naomiclarkwrites.blogspot.co.uk/p/blood-canticles.html
Blurb
Magic has ruined Detective Dawn
Hardy's life.
Her partner is dead, her career is
on the rocks, and Dawn fears she herself may no longer be human.
While she struggles with the
aftermath of a vampire attack, dead bodies are going missing around Fort
Rosser. A demonic plot is brewing, and Dawn and her friends may be the only
ones who can stop it. If they can stop fighting each other. And if Dawn can
conquer the growing darkness inside herself.
Vampires and demons were just the
beginning.
Excerpt
They had to press
themselves to the wall to get around the zombie. Dawn kept her gun trained on
it the whole time, just in case, but it didn't so much as twitch. It felt like
stopping it had been too easy. Her nerves were singing by the time they reached
the landing. Another dark hallway stretched out before them, dented metal doors
on either side. Dawn noticed with a chill that a lot of the doors looked like
the damage had come from the inside.
"There's an
open unit up ahead," she told Rhys, watching Eddie drift along, leaving a
trail of caramel-tobacco in his wake. "They let some of the less dangerous
patients mix freely during the day."
They'd been in
there, on that long-ago murder investigation. It was a big enough room, still
lined with basic tables and chairs where patients could sit and read, or play
card games, or just ... sit. It was a favorite spot for urban explorers to
visit, because the masonry was still pretty sound, but the room itself was a
wreck, offering the right balance of damage and security for would-be YouTube
stars.
"Bet you ten
dollars that's where she is, then," Rhys said. "I can feel it.
You?"
Was she supposed
to? Seeing ghosts was bad enough, Eddie excluded. She didn't want to start
'feeling' zombies. She shook her head, focusing on Eddie again.
Sure enough, he
stopped by the door to the open unit. Those demonic symbols were gouged into
the door, deeply scarring the metal. Her pulse raced as adrenaline flooded her.
She could hear something on the other side of the door – a muffled mix of
footsteps and low, strained voices. She adjusted her grip on her gun, palms
sweaty. She carried a standard-issue Glock, six rounds. It had always felt like
enough before tonight. Now she was down to three.
"Any last
minute advice on dealing with the undead?" she whispered to Rhys.
"Don't,"
he said.
She wished he
didn't think he was so funny. Eddie beckoned her to the door, giving her a look
she knew well. Caution, mixed with determination. She didn't need to hear him
speak to know what he was thinking. Go time, Dawn.
She nodded at him.
Isaiah's mocking
laughter filled her head.
The way into my
parlor is up a winding stair...
"So
cliché," she said, earning a strange look from Rhys. She answered him with
a smile that felt unpleasant. "Go time," she said, and eased the door
open.
Buy Links
Evernight - https://tinyurl.com/y7l47fjm
Amazon US - https://tinyurl.com/y8e23v5x
Amazon UK - https://tinyurl.com/yboy3zu8
About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume,
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars,
not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she
learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography
writing. When she's not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she's
hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If
the cat isn't available, she's with her fiancé watching cookery shows and
silently plotting her next book.
Find me online:
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/naomijclark/
Twitter - @naomi_jay
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