The highly anticipated next installment is now available!
Corruption
(Blood Trails #4)
by Jennifer Blackstream
Blurb:
An exorcism went horribly, horribly wrong.
Did the ritual fail?
Or was it sabotaged...
Shade is a witch, not an exorcist. But when two priests are killed during an exorcism, the surviving witness begs Shade to find out who-or what-is responsible.
And what good is a private investigator who's afraid of the tough cases?
Danger mounts as Shade plunges into a world of hedonism to wade through the muddy waters of good vs evil. If she's going to survive against the army of enemies piling up, she's going to need help. But who can she trust when the demon who survived the exorcism creates chaos among allies and suspects alike?
After all, with the proper temptation, anyone can be corrupted...
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Excerpt
“They were my only hope,”
Lorelei said, her voice empty. “The only ones who believed they could
disentangle me from this wretched…” She pursed her lips. “I will kill whoever
did this.”
“That’s why I’m here,” I told
her. “But I need more information.”
“No.” Lorelei stood. “I want
to see the crime scene, and I want to destroy the killer. I’m not leaving until
I do.” She took a sudden step closer, crowding my personal space. “Do you think
you can stop me?” Another step. “You’re no holy warrior.”
“No,” I agreed. “I’m no holy warrior.
I can’t focus my faith into a weapon, I can’t exorcise you from that body.”
Lorelei
barked out a laugh at that. “Even
a paladin could not exorcise me. I am
this body now.”
There was something in her voice when she said the last sentence, a bitterness
that said she regretted her choice, however she might brag about it.
“You’re not alone, though.
And I’d like to talk to the other occupant.”
The
demon’s eyes glittered
with specks of cherry red. “Show me the crime scene.”
I
sighed. I’d hoped it
wouldn’t come to this. “Do you know many children?”
Lorelei
blinked. “I’m sorry?”
“Children. Do you know many
children? Have you seen them on the playground?”
“Having children is the one
thing my dear host was wretchedly successful at preventing,” Lorelei muttered.
“And I do not find hanging around playgrounds a worthy way to spend my time.”
“Good.”
I
tucked my foot behind Lorelei’s
and shoved her in the chest—hard. Surprise widened her eyes a second before she
pitched backward. Andy shouted, and Father Salvatore ceased his steady prayer.
Time slowed, and I watched Lorelei’s skull slam into the stone bench with a
stomach-turning crunch. Her body went limp as she slumped to the grass, leaving
behind a shining red patch of blood on the seat, with more crimson flowing to
stain the grass around her.
Her
eyes closed and she lay still.
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About The Author
USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Blackstream is...odd. Putting aside the fact that she writes her own author bio in third person, she also sleeps with a stuffed My Little Pony that her grandmother bought her as a joke for her 23rd birthday, and she enjoys listening to Fraggle Rock soundtracks whether or not her children are in the car.
Jennifer doesn't have spare time, but she makes it a point to spend at least one night a week with her sibling binge-watching whatever show they're currently plowing through (currently Numbers on Netflix), and she ferociously guards quality time with her son and daughter. She cooks when she has the sanity for it--adding garlic to the recipe whether it calls for it or not--and tries very hard not to let her arachnophobia keep her out of her basement on laundry day.
Jennifer's influences include Terry Pratchett (for wit), Laurell K. Hamilton (for sexual tension), Jim Butcher (for roguish flair), and Kim Harrison (for mythos). She is currently writing the series of her heart and her dreams, the series that has been percolating in her brain for the last decade...Blood Trails. An Urban Fantasy Mystery series that will combine the classic whodunit spirit with a contemporary fantasy setting. Expect mystery, magic, and mayhem, with characters that will make you laugh, cry, and probably stare at the screen with your jaw hanging down to the floor. Well, that's how they affect Jennifer anyway...
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