Insidious
The Marked Mage Chronicles, #1
by Victoria
Evers
Release
Date: January 6th
2017
Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal
Romance
BLURB
All Kat Montgomery wanted was a
fun night out on the town. What she got was a death warrant. As it turns out,
the quaint little hamlet of Mystic Harbor, Maine houses more than sandy beaches
and adorable B&B’s. Beneath the New England charm rests a deadly world
where shifters, demons, vampires, and angelic hunters all vie for power.
A world where magic is the
greatest weapon.
Magic that Kat now possesses.
After that one fateful night, she
can feel the changes beginning to take hold of her. Only problem, she doesn’t
even know what she’s turning into. With threats hiding in plain sight,
deciphering the lines between friend and foe is nearly impossible. As if things
couldn’t get any worse, Kat learns her only real ally rests in the one person
she can’t stand: Reese Blackburn, an insufferably handsome magician whom the
town fears most.
Kat’s very soul is at stake, and
destiny doesn't seem to be playing out in her favor. Can these two unlikely
partners challenge fate itself before it's too late?
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EXCERPT:
Curiosity
got the better of me as I looked over my shoulder, only to find the last human
being I ever wanted to see heading towards the back of the store. That familiar
knot formed in my stomach, as it always did anytime Reese Blackburn was near. I
rocked back and forth on my heels, trying my best to keep my patience in check
as the old guy in front of me continued buying virtually every lottery ticket
available.
Come on,
come on, come on. I needed to get out of here. PRONTO.
Footsteps
started making their way to the counter from the back of the store, and I
immediately deflated, knowing a confrontation was now inevitable.
“Montgomery,”
spoke a silvery voice directly behind me.
I
regrettably turned to face the ass-hat in question, giving him my best artificial,
Pan Am smile. “Blackburn.”
The guy
always looked like he’d just waltzed off the set of a Tim Burton movie, and
tonight was no different. He was dressed in his typically peculiar attire,
sporting a gothic knee-length horseman’s jacket laced in chains, a pair of
black slacks, a silk tapestry vest, and dark brogue boots adorned with skulls
on the metallic buckles.
“Never
thought I’d see you south of Providence Street,” he remarked in the sarcastic
fashion he always saved for me. “Get lost on your way to the country club?”
“No, I
was actually out looking for your heart. Should’ve known better that it’s long
gone,” I retorted. “And what about you? Never thought I’d see you out in public
on a full moon. Get lost on your way to your cult meeting in the woods?”
“That’s
later in the evening,” he chuckled, flashing me that dimpled smile and perfect
set of pearly whites. Such infectious, boyish charm seemed misplaced,
considering he was stab-worthy. It really was a shame, because Reese wasn’t
half bad looking.
And by
‘half’, I mean not entirely.
Sure, he
had cheekbones that could cut glass, not to mention bedroom eyes so amber they
looked to be stowing flames inside them, but still… Okay, okay. Even I had to
admit, Blackburn was hardly an eyesore.
Even with
my heeled boots, I still stood a good half foot shorter than him, but his lean
frame thankfully made him less imposing.
The old
guy in front of me started ordering cigarettes as well, causing my fisted
fingernails to start biting into my palms. Knowing how quickly our conversations
always descended into verbal smack downs, I grasped at anything I could think
of to divert us back to small talk until I could move to the register.
“Did you
go to the game earlier?”
Reese
shrugged. “I considered it, but then I started thinking of other excruciating
things I’d rather do, like have a root canal, and I decided to pass.”
“You
heading to the bonfire?” I tried again. He merely cocked a brow, and I realized
how ridiculous I sounded. “Oh, that’s right. You don’t do anything fun. How
could I forget?”
“If you
call watching a bunch of drunken idiots gyrate around and trash a field while
you suffocate from smoke inhalation ‘fun,’ then yes—I don’t like fun.”
“It
wouldn’t kill you to be normal, ya’ know.”
“Maybe,
maybe not. Haven’t tried it.”
“So, Mr.
High and Mighty, what superior plans do you have this evening?”
“Test my
alcohol limits, take off my clothes, and harass innocent bystanders.” He
thumped the side of his head. “Oh, wait a minute. No, that’s your friends.”
“At least
I have some.”
He stole
a look outside and leered. “With friends like that, I consider myself grateful
that I don’t.”
“Bite me.”
“I
probably shouldn’t. Wouldn’t want to get rabies.”
“I beg to
differ. Foaming at the mouth would probably be an improvement for you. Anything
to get you to stop talking.”
He
smirked. “Touché, Princess.”
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Author Info
VICTORIA
EVERS is a debut paranormal fiction writer who feels really awkward referring
to herself in the third person.... When she's not vacationing in Narnia, you’ll
probably find her reading, watching horror movies, spending time with her
AMAZING family, or daydreaming about the newest story in her head.
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