About
FURIOUS FIRE:
November 2014
The Grimm are coming to an
end…the second to last book
He is the love of
all her lives…
Grimm’s Circle,
Book 8
Thomas Finn,
troublemaker, gunslinger, guardian angel…loner. More than a hundred and fifty
years ago, he was shot in the back then brought back to life just in time to
watch a demon masquerading as his best friend kill the love of his life.
Now, as a Grimm,
he satisfies his need for vengeance hunting down demons like the ones that took
Rebecca from him. His mission: kill as many as he can, then, when the time
comes, go down in a blaze of glory. But with each kill, he comes closer to a
line no angel should cross.
Her name was
Rebecca. Then it was Tilly. Then Ada. Now, Kallypso. She’s lived so many lives,
she can’t even remember when or why it started. All she knows is, she’s always
searching for a man with golden eyes that make her burn. And when she finds
him—as she always does—she knows that spark of joy means she’s only seconds
away from death…again.
This time will be
no different…unless something breaks the cycle once and for all.
Warning: Contains
the Groundhog Day of star-crossed lovers, a pissed-off guardian angel, a
demon-hunter with an axe to grind, and the battle to end all battles. Be
warned…there’s pain ahead in this book. Oh, and that HEA finally happens. For
these two, anyway.
This will be the second to the
last in the Grimm series…make sure you read it…want to see how it all comes
down…
Excerpt Tarnished Knight:
What the hell…
“Just keep walking,” I
muttered. I kept telling myself that, over and over, and somehow I managed to
keep walking.
One foot after the
other, and fast, because if I stopped or even slowed, I knew I’d look back, and
I wasn’t about to let myself get curious over what I’d just seen.
And what did I
just see?
Who…man, I wonder what
his name is…
“No. Don’t think about
that. Or him. And it’s a what, don’t think about him as a who.”
Just a what,
I told myself. An anomaly, just an anomaly. “You saw some demons. They are dead
now. End of. Doesn’t matter how they got dead, as long as they are dead.”
And throughout that
entire mental pep talk, I kept walking.
Fast. Very fast.
Before I could give in
to the urge to look back.
And I desperately
wanted to look back and see him. Curiosity wasn’t something I’d felt much of,
not in a good long while. But I wanted to look back, wanted to see him again.
Badly.
He wasn’t a pretty
man…no polished, perfect prince. About as far from Luc as he could be. Broad
and rough, that craggy face looked like it had been carved from golden granite
or something. His eyes had stared into mine with something that closely
resembled the shock I’d felt, although man, I hoped I hid it better.
I probably had.
Several hundred years of practice had better prove useful for that much at
least.
His eyes…
I swallowed. My knees
got a little weak thinking about those eyes. They were the color of the mist in
the early morning, almost too soft, too gentle for that hard face, but as he’d
stared at me, they’d darkened. Darkened to smoke…
Part of me wondered if
maybe that wasn’t something I couldn’t get lost in. And even as I thought that,
I wanted to kick myself. It was wrong to think that.
Bonus Excerpt FURIOUS FIRE:
Her—
Finn roared and spun
away, going to his knees and plunging his hands into the earth.
There, he unleashed.
The fire flowed deep,
deep, deep—
The scent of scorched
earth flood his head and he sucked in air, fought to control it.
Head spinning, he
opened his eyes.
Around him, birds
sang.
Off in the distance,
he could hear the river.
The footsteps were
nearly soundless and Finn found himself eyeing the white toes of Will’s boots
while he continued to fight for air. “Her…” he panted, memory raging inside
him. “It was her mother.”
“Yes.”
Jerking his hands out
of the ground, he rose. The air smoked, steamed. The fire had cooled to
something almost manageable and he felt empty, almost numb. His legs were stiff
and he practically stumbled as he moved a few feet away.
“She was the one who
told me I should go, make my mark and better myself if I truly wanted to be
worthy of her daughter,” Finn said, looking down at his hands, streaked with
dirt but unmarred. He’d damn neared killed himself trying to make his
mark. Trying to make himself worthy.
“She wanted you out of
the picture. That town was to be her hunting ground, but you were always
picking up the pieces, stopping fights…starting them.” Will paused. “You were
always the hero type, Thom.”
Finn growled under his
breath.
“It’s the truth and
you know it. You’d rescue a cat from a tree, put yourself between a town drunk
and his wife even when you were nothing but a scrawny bit of nothing.” Will
paused. “I should know. I was watching you even then.”
“Too bad you didn’t
show up a little sooner.” Finn’s bitterness was going to choke him. “We could
have saved her, and maybe even me.”
It wasn’t his fate to
be saved, though. Not if Will had been watching him.
What a bitch to know
all of this.
Why had he even asked?
It tormented him. Even
now. To think that maybe, just maybe, she could have been saved. That maybe he
could have some time with her, a life with her.
That if evil hadn’t
been lurking at the shadows of his life or maybe if he’d been more wary, from
the beginning, he would have been there when that evil came to call.
And he could have had
some sort of life to look back on. Instead of this…nothingness.
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About
Shiloh Walker:
Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer…yes,
really! She’s also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur
photographer. She published her first book in 2003. Her newest series, Secrets and Shadows, launched in April
2014. Look for the newest book Deeper
than Need, to be followed by Sweeter
than Sin and Darker than Desire.
She writes romantic suspense, contemporary and
paranormal romance, and urban fantasy under the name J.C. Daniels.
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