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Natural Mage Magical Mayhem 2 by K. Branson — 3 April YA Fantasy. Secret of McKinley Mansion by K. Wilson — 12 March Epic Fantasy. Ashdown — 11 March Urban Fantasy. I blog about my favourite books and series to show appreciation and thank the authors for their stories. As an avid reader, I am always on the hunt for new series and new authors. I am a big fan of paranormal and urban fiction and romance as well as science fiction. At the counter, he paused while she went behind the bar.
From beside the cash register, she pulled a kitchen ticket book and pen, and yanked off a page.
She tilted her head as if studying him, or maybe just considering the nature of the threat behind his words. She took a breath, then let it out again in a swirl. He laughed. The sound came out like a ghost, white and drifting in the frigid air. Nothing the sphericanum likes better than chastising. Bella poised the pen over the paper again. Has a sweet-ass ride. How about I write a personals ad for you instead? He glowered. She tapped the pen against her lower lip.
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Like her beehive hair and her faux fur heels, her wide mouth was another shade of red too lush to be real. So much for bee-stung lips. She was the stinger. He inhaled once, slow and deep, reaching for the peace that was his. Or had been his when his abraxas was in his hand. Of course, the peace had really been his only when he was chopping demons to pieces.
The cheap plastic of the counter creaked under his fingers. Then she tucked the pen behind her ear. His fingers itched to pull the V tight around her pale skin. Is it, like, holy lighter fluid? He lunged across the bar and put his hand over her mouth.
Against his palm, her lips were soft, yielding, very unlike her words. His bare skin tingled where he touched her, as if the static electricity had zapped him again. Her mouth was still that lush, unbelievable red, leaving not the barest smudge of lipstick across his skin. Certainly whatever she thought seemed to spill out of those lavish, red lips. She washed her hands at the sink and turned to the wall of liquor behind the bar. The deep red was a ruse. Though it screamed for attention, underneath she was actually fine boned, tall only because of her ridiculous red boot heels, and almost fragile, like some retro Irish fairy.
With his own rough Irish history, he must have found some comfort—or at least familiarity—in the acerbic Bella McGreay. He reminded himself Niall had found the love of his warrior life when he hooked up with the spunky Jilly Chan. What a miracle for the demon-ridden man, to find someone whose soul—flaws and all—perfectly aligned with his own…. She turned, a tumbler and a shot glass in one hand, an unlabeled bottle in the other. The tumbler was cupped under her palm, the shot glass full of some dark liquid pinched with her finger inside the rim.
She set the glasses on the counter and pushed the tumbler toward him, then downed the shot and licked her fingertip. He looked away from her dampened finger. She filled her glass again, all the way to the rim this time.
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The talyan have been in here almost every night, bitching and drinking. First Corvus Valerius and that solvo drug turning people into soulless zombies and then soul bombs breaking open portals into hell. Now Thorne Halfmoon. Suddenly reckless, he tossed back half the tumbler. The bite and rush of whiskey sour heat made him gasp. Although if someone lit a match….
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