One week from today, Reaper’s Keepers releases! Yay! I’m super excited and I love that so many have already preordered it at retailers and others have bought it from my store to read already!
For those waiting for it to release from retailers on July 1st, I wanted to give you a preview to wet your whistle. Chloe, Killion, Ghost, and Death are back, and you’re going to meet two new and important characters in this story: Andy and Aurora.
Happy Friday, TGIF, and all that. Here’s your sneak peek at Reaper’s Keepers! (And if you want to read it NOW, click here.)
Luckily, no one was out in the cold at this time of the morning, except for the garbage truck moving at a snail’s pace a block over. I wished I could toss this moron in it and be done with him.
Dante’s Grove boasted approximately twenty-thousand people. Some, like Andy, were a mix of mundane and magical, and others were full-on supes. The hardcore lived off the grid, yet moved in the shadows of our tiny city, nicknamed Hell’s Rejects, which was trying desperately to be the next top ten tourist destination in the state. Competing with New Orleans was laughable, but we had our fair share of actual magic users, along with those who wanted to profit off the idea of it.
Yet again, my phone rang, and having repositioned itself during the run, gave me a tiny thrill when it vibrated. To say I was hard-up in the relationship department was like saying Death was cute. “For grim’s sake,” I groused, as I drew it out and fired off a message to Killion.
Pocketing it once more, I made my way to Andy and held out the scythe. “Last chance to do this the easy way. Eat the food.”
“No,” he snarled. “I want to live!”
It wasn’t my call. “No free passes.”
I raised the blade overhead and he waved his hands, shrinking back. “She healed me. It’s not my fault.”
“Your time’s up, and there’s nothing I can do to change that.”
My heart skipped a beat and my blood warmed unnaturally, causing me to pause. I knew what that meant, and it had nothing to do with the soul I was about to harvest. There was a master vampire within range.
No, no, no. Not now!
I made to bring the blade down when a sleek black limo crawled up next to us at the curb. The warmth in my veins spread like maple syrup through my system, making me shiver with its intensity. It magnetized me to the Undead male inside.
The rear passenger window slid down and Killion’s violet eyes glinted under the streetlight, looking like purple heaven. Wavy locks of dark hair fell over his forehead. “Forget the shifter. Come.”
I flicked my gaze to Andy and kept the scythe raised. “One second.” I hated that it sounded like a plea. “I really have to—”
“Now.” The cold power of the command made my head pound and my arms lowered involuntarily. He had that effect on me, and I resented it. “I need you, Chloe,” he said. “This can’t wait.”