BLURB:
What do you do when the
man of your dreams is murdered right in front of you? For Kenna,
vengeance is not an option. Trapped in a prison on a desolate island,
she's forced to endure the promise of an eternity of pain, mourning the one
person she could always count on.
And it gets worse.
The war is not over.
With the threat of the Sirens looming over New Orleans, the coven is
going to have to fight to keep what's theirs.
Excerpt 1:
I curse the dingy ceiling and start to look
around my prison when I hear the damn witch outside the door. I lay back down
and wait for her to enter. When she enters she looks less maniacal and more
somber.
“What did you do to me? Where is Arthur?”
“I be gettin de darkness outta you. Now hush
your face we aren’t done.”
I close my mouth. She totally ignored my
question about Arthur so I know something must be up. She bends over and
reaches into a small mini fridge pulling out a mason jar filled with blood. My
mouth starts to water as my fangs lower. I am finally going to get some food.
She puts a straw in the jar and walks over to me bringing a bar stool with her.
“Imma give you dis on one condition. You hear
me? You gotta talk. I ask, you answer you drink. Agree?”
“Agree.”
She gives me one small sip of the coppery elixir
and asks her next question. “Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why you go takin de law in you own hands
child?”
“Because no one else would. I love humans and I
love my people and I saw horrible things happening to them. No one else would
help them, so I did. I made my city safe.”
“At de expense of deir lives?” she asked giving
me another sip.
“Their lives were a meaningless plague on a
beautiful city. They had no respect for the lives of others so why should I
respect theirs. They deserved to pay for the things they had done. Their lives
gave me the power to save more people. To do more for those who deserved it.”
“You were righteous enough to kill but not to
take the blame?”
“It was never about taking the blame, it was
about preserving our anonymity. I had to stay hidden even from my own. I knew
they wouldn’t understand. They wouldn’t see the shades of gray. I had to have
the proof before I could come out and tell them the truth. It was horrible. I
had to keep the secret. I didn’t want to but there was no other way.”
BIO:
One day while slaving
away at her monotonous day job, Jennifer Martinez found her true calling. Like
a firefly in the night, the pages called to her. Once she caught the bug there
was no stopping it. Her fingers flew furiously across the keyboard winding
tales of love, mystery and anger. She snapped out of her reverie to find
herself still behind the desk but at least she knew who she was… Author
Jennifer Martinez.
I like to think of
myself as a beautiful conundrum. When I am not writing, I can be found
surrounded by my amazing family and 4 dogs or volunteering at a local animal
rescue. I love who I am and don’t mind at all when I get strange looks from
people. I am a tattoo covered, child and animal lover who looks forward to
destroying peoples preconceived notions of what “someone like me” would be
interested in. You only live life once… you may as well make it interesting.
I love to get lost in a
good book and hope that everyone will get lost in mine.
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