Wounded
A
Rylee Adamson Novel
Book
8
Shannon
Mayer
Publisher:
HiJinks Ink Publishing, Ltd.
Genre:
Paranormal Romance
Book
Description:
"My
name is Rylee and I am a Tracker."
When
children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I'm the one they
call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage
what they cannot.
The
clock is ticking and I can feel the weight of the final battle with
the demon hordes looming over my head. The puzzle pieces are becoming
clearer, but the casualty list is growing. And with each name that is
added to those we've lost, my confidence cracks a little more.
Yet
there is hope.
A
child saved.
A
life lost.
A
prophecy fulfilled.
Book
Trailer: http://youtu.be/7qkt8R0_R-U
Excerpt
from Wounded:
“You
don’t think that all of the disasters that humanity has faced were
all natural, do you? The bubonic plague is a good example. It was
blamed on a number of things. Rats, the Jewish people, punishment
from God. It all led to a cleansing of anything unusual. Mostly
supernaturals, who were trying to blend in, and in that process the
humans wiped out many of their best defenders against the demon
population, which then went on to spread the plague across the world.
But that is just one example.”
“What
was the point though, wouldn’t the demons have wanted people to be
alive so they could possess them?” Liam asked.
Erik
gave a ruthful smile. “Yes and no. The bubonic plague wasn’t so
much about killing people off, as it was infecting them. Making them
weak and easier to possess. The plague compromised their immune
systems, allowing them to be taken over. Especially the young.”
Something
about what Erik said sent a twang through my brain. I struggled to
put the pieces together that floated just out of reach. Damn it. Liam
touched my arm. “What?”
I
closed my eyes and pressed my palms into them, blocking out any
light. “Just let me think for a minute.”
The
feel of the night air and the sound of the fountain filled my ears as
I looked at the pieces one by one.
Demons
escaped in London who bred fast.
Minor
supernaturals were being possessed by lesser demons and evil spirits.
Packs
of Orion’s demons were free to cause chaos.
The
only thing we were missing was a plague and then Orion would have
access to all the young people he wanted. The urge to vomit swelled
up through my stomach and burned the back of my throat.
“Children
are normally hard to possess, aren’t they?” That was why it had
taken a full pentagram when the black coven was trying to have India
possessed so many months ago. At least, that was what I understood.
Bert
bobbed his head. “Yes, it can be very difficult to possess a child.
There is a natural protection over the young when it comes to demons,
something the elementals put into play.” He grimaced as he said
‘elemental’ and again I wondered at these particular
supernaturals that I’d only just been hearing about. “But when
the small humans are ill, that protection goes into keeping them
alive, rather than keeping them from being possessed.”
Feeling
like a bully, but not really caring, I leaned in to Bert. “How did
the bubonic plague really start?”
An
interesting thing happened. Bert paled and shook his head. “I can’t
tell you.”
My
eyebrows shot up and I glanced at Erik. “You want to make him talk,
or do you want me to make him talk?”
Erik
shrugged. “Either way is fine. I haven’t interrogated a demon in
years. I’ve missed it.”
Bert
paled even more and his lower lip trembled. “I can’t tell you. I
can’t. Tracker, Slayer both of you have to trust me. Please.”
“Begging
will get you nowhere, little demon.” Erik growled. He had a short,
serrated knife in his hand that he’d pulled from somewhere within
his robes. It was curved, like a skinning knife, and if it hadn’t
been for the rough edges that’s what I would have called it.
“Track
demons and evil spirits.” Bert blurted out as he fell to his knees.
“Proof I am on your side. Track them; you’ll see it isn’t me
fooling you.”
Erik
paused and looked over at me. “Up to you. Personally, I’d just as
soon dice him up.”
I
send out a thread to Track demons as a whole, paired with a thread
for evil spirits, just to satisfy—
I
swayed on my feet and went to one knee, the overwhelming wash of
pings I got back seriously making me re-think getting out of bed the
day before.
We
were surrounded by Orion’s minions.
Hundreds
of them.
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About
the Author:
Shannon
Mayer lives in the southwestern tip of Canada with her husband, dog,
cats, horse, and cows. When not writing she spends her time staring
at immense amounts of rain, herding old people (similar to herding
cats) and attempting to stay out of trouble. Especially that last is
difficult for her.
She
is the author of the The Rylee Adamson Novels, The Nevermore Trilogy,
A Celtic Legacy series and several contemporary romances.
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/TheShannonMayer
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