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If you’re a fan of my Mageverse series about the vampire Knights of the Round Table, it’s going to be an interesting year. Arthur and the Magekind are hip-deep in a war with a mad Mageverse king, Bres. And to make matters worse, Bres plans to expand the fight to the innocent people of Earth. I’m calling this multi-book arc The Fomorian War.

I’m at work on the second book of the arc, Master of the Hunt, which features two couples – a pair of werewolves, and a Magekind couple. Their intertwined story will continue over two books of the arc as they fight to protect humanity from the Fomorians and their deadly magical allies.

The result will change the relationship between the Mageverse and our non-magical Earth forever.
I hope to publish Master of the Hunt this spring. In the meantime, you may want to pick up a copy of the previous book, Master of Valor.

Synopsis

Handsome Afghan war veteran Duncan Carpenter barely survived a horrifying IED attack that cost him his legs. He gets a second chance at life when he agrees to become an agent of the Magekind -- a vampire sworn to protect humanity. The spell that transforms him also heals his broken body and gives him incredible new abilities. Now he must pay for that gift, because the Magekind is preparing for war with powerful magical enemies. But first he must complete his training with a Magekind witch, Masara Okeye. Problem: He’s falling for his mentor, even as he struggles to deal with life as a vampire.
Masara finds her apprentice deliciously seductive -- a little bit too much so for her peace of mind, because he brings up memories better left buried. But when Duncan and Masara are asked to help a werewolf cop investigate the murder of a jogger, they’re targeted by the same vicious killers. The fight for survival drives the couple together, despite Masara’s determination to keep her distance. Then the case turns even more horrific and mysterious. What turned a couple of loving werewolf grandparents into vicious killers?

And what’s with the flying rabid zombie rats?

Here’s a taste:

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Duncan bolted through the balcony doors and raced across his bedroom to throw the door open and charge across the hall.

Fire raked his back again as he seized the doorknob. It was locked. Pain sliced him again, and he knew the werewolf must be tearing her open.

Rearing back on one foot, he slammed the other to the door. It shattered like balsa wood. Duncan bulled through the fragments, ignoring the rake of splintered shards across his skin.

Masara lay curled in a ball in the center of the bed, naked and alone. Duncan scanned the room wildly, looking for whatever had attacked her, but there was nothing there.

“Masara?” he asked, his heart still pounding. What the hell is going on? Then in the light pouring in through the shattered door, he saw something rip across her back. The link blasted him with such pain, he had to clench his teeth against a shout of pain.

“Arrh!” Masara writhed, and he saw that what he’d thought were shadows shone wet in the light from the hall.

Jesus, that’s blood. Those are wounds!

Deep cuts slashed across her skin from shoulders to hips. Staring at her in horror, he spotted a rib shining white through torn, bloody flesh.

“Masara!” Duncan reached for her through the waves of pain blasting through the battlefield link.

“Masara, what’s…”

“Emily!” She twisted, rolling onto her stomach. “No, stop!”

An image flashed through his mind --a pale woman with a startling resemblance to Masara except for the thick blond hair piled high on her head. Her blood-splattered face was twisted in rage and hate. What the fuck is this? Is it an attack, a dream, what? Something’s sure as hell hurting her.

 “Wake up! It’s me, Duncan!” His first impulse was to shake her, but he himself had been known to come out of a nightmare swinging. “Masara…”

 “Emily!” She screamed and threw herself off the bed to land facing him, twin fireballs floating above her hands.

Oh, shit! He took a hasty step back. “Masara, it’s Duncan. Are you all right? What’s going on?”

She stared at him, her dark eyes huge with rage and terror as the globes of flame swelled, growing larger, hotter. Duncan tensed to duck. Vampires might be a hell of a lot stronger, but the real heavy hitters of Avalon were the witches. She could fry his ass without breaking a sweat.

 “Masara! You’re dreaming! Wake up!”

If you’d like to read Master of Valor, here are the buy links:

Master of Valor Buy Links
Changeling Press
Amazon
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Kobo
Apple

And if you’d like to read two more recent books in the series, here they are:
Master of Seduction Buy Links
Changeling Press
Amazon
Nook
Kobo
Apple

Master of Magic Buy Links
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