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A vision. A lost talisman. A
dangerous journey through time...
A month after their bonding, Ari and
Andreas are still adjusting to married life when they learn the hard way that
the O-Seven, the terrifying and brutal vampire elders, still have them in their
sights. A three million dollar bounty hangs over each of their heads, and
there’s no lack of assassins eager to collect.
When the local seer has a terrifying
vision of the destruction of Riverdale, it’s up to Ari—as usual—to keep
everyone safe. Only this time, an enemy from the past has bound her fire
powers, and the city’s string of arsons seems connected.
Daron, the vampire prince in Toronto,
has information that two of the vampire elders are on their way to Riverdale.
Which can’t be good. Only a risky and unprecedented journey through time can
provide the help they need. But that will leave Andreas to face the O-Seven
alone...
Excerpt:
The tracks in the snow gradually moved
up the slope toward the older parts of Riverdale, out of the tourist district,
past residential homes, angling toward the cliff area that overlooked the
Mississippi River. Then it took a sharp swing north.
Ari looked ahead, her gaze following the
tracks through the gate and into the Riverdale Cemetery. "I don't like
this." She came to a stop with one hand on the gate. "Don't you think
the trail is a bit too obvious? As if he wanted us to follow him?" Her
eyes scanned the cemetery grounds for anything unusual, a shadow, a hint of
color out of place among the stones and crypts. The only sizable tracks went
behind a tall mausoleum.
"A trap?" Ryan drew his
pistol. "Do you sense something?"
"Maybe. But there is a lot of
magical interference in graveyards." Ari frowned. She sensed a flicker of
Otherworld power, but it didn't feel right. Shielded? Would a halfling demon be
that good? She eased through the gate; Ryan followed close behind. Her magic
stirred, raising the hairs on her arms, and she stopped, extending her witch
senses to probe the area around them—tasting, smelling, touching the
environment. Her magic roared to life.
"Back!" she shouted.
Two gigantic figures leaped from the top
of the nearest crypt. A howling rent the quiet of the cemetery. By the time the
creatures landed—one in front of Ari and Ryan, and the other cutting them off
from the gate—both had morphed into fiery red, eight-foot demons, their eyes
deep black holes. Each carried a metal shield and swung a five-foot mace.
"Hellsgate warriors!" Ari
crouched, raising her fingers to call the witch fire to her command.
Bio:
Ally Shields was born and raised in
the Midwest, along the Mississippi River, the setting for the Guardian Witch
urban fantasy series. After earlier
careers as a teacher, lawyer and Juvenile Court Officer, she turned to
full-time writing in 2009. She still lives near Des Moines with her Miniature
Pinscher, Ranger. When not writing or reading, she loves traveling in the US
and abroad. Way too often she can be found on Twitter.
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