Monday, December 5, 2016

Twelve Spirits of Christmas Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Twelve Spirits of Christmas
Tessa Lamar Novels
Book Two
Kathryn M. Hearst

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Wyndham House

Date of Publication: November 8, 2016

ASIN:  B01MQ09LJU

Number of pages: 315 e-book 354 print
Word Count: 86,000

Cover Artist: Marcela Bolivar

Book Description:

Two amazing men. A serial killer. A Christmas to remember.

Tessa Lamar is dreading her first Christmas without her beloved grandfather. They say the holiday season brings out the best and the worst in people. This year, it’s brought out a serial killer, who chooses his victims based on the carol, “The Twelve Days of Christmas.”

As Tessa comes to terms with her life as a Nunnehi, the Cherokee equivalent to fairy, she finds herself in cahoots with a ghost to stop the Christmas Killer before he strikes again. She must wrangle her magic, manage family responsibilities, juggle the men in her life, and discover the person she was meant to be, in order to save…

Seven Swans a Swimming
Eight Maids a Milking
Nine Ladies Dancing
Ten Lords a Leaping
Eleven Pipers Piping
Twelve Drummers Drumming

Twelve Spirits of Christmas is the second of the Tessa Lamar Novels, Paranormal Romances with a Southern twist. If you like Southern humor, supernatural creatures, and a healthy dose of romance, then you'll love this series. Be sure to check out Kindle Scout winner, The Spirit Tree, to read the beginning of Tessa’s journey.



Excerpt

I rounded the corner to the health and beauty department when the phone rang again. “Hi, Aaron.”
“Tessa, we have a case. Can you meet me in Winter Park in an hour?”
I stopped in the middle of the aisle and hung my head. “I’m at the store. What kind of case?”
“Suicide from the sound of it. The deceased’s partner found him hanging from a tree in the backyard.” Aaron’s voice lacked its usual humor. He’d either had a late night or rough day, maybe both.
“Sure. Text me the address. What’s the victim’s name?” I had no idea what I would do with the room full of people waiting for me at the house, but skipping out on dinner with Darlene made me happy.
“Thanks, Tessa. You’re a doll. Partridge. The deceased’s name is Partridge.”
I glanced around to make sure no one was watching before I loaded two containers of Mae’s fiber mix into the cart. “What kind of tree was it?”
“Orange tree, why?”
It was probably a sin to laugh at the dead, but I couldn’t help it. “We have a Partridge in an orange tree.”
Aaron groaned. “I’ll send the address. Try to hurry.”

EXCERPT 2

Aaron grabbed my arm. “When I left the scene tonight, I planned to go home. I don’t remember driving, but I ended up here.”
“That happens to me sometimes. Life on autopilot.” I smiled, trying my best to normalize the situation. I didn’t want to have this conversation without Bryson present.
“When you kissed me—”
I laughed. “You mean when you kissed me?”
“Stop dancing around the question. This is what Bryson meant when he said we were mates, isn’t it?”
I nodded. “I think so. This is new to me, too. We should talk to him about it.”
“Will you show me?”
“Show you what?”
“The firebird. I was too stunned to get a look at her, you, it is you, right?”
I considered the question. I’d always thought of the spirit animal as a separate entity. “She’s a part of me, but separate. Sometimes it feels like I have two brains running the show, especially when I shift.”
“That’s why you need to learn to control it?” He took a step closer.
“Yes.” I turned my face to his.
“I understand. Since I woke up in the hospital, I’ve want to touch you, but I know I shouldn’t. The other night with you and Bryson was the first time I felt whole in months.” He nuzzled my cheek. “I want to see her.”
It occurred to me that none of us knew what parts of Bryson Aaron had gained. Did it work like a brick? A chip off a brick was still brick. Or were the pieces unique like a mosaic? Did Aaron inherit Bryson’s magic? His ability to shift?
“We should wait for Bryson. I don’t know what will happen.”
“What do you think will happen?” He ran his hands up and down my arms.
“For one thing, you could change into a hawk.”
He laughed and nuzzled my neck.
My knees turned to rubber. Whether Aaron’s need to touch me came from ordinary human desires, or something metaphysical, I needed to distract him. “All right. Let’s go out back, but I refuse to take responsibility if something goes wrong.”
“Deal.” He took my hand and half-dragged me out the back door.
I chewed the inside of my lip. Showing him the firebird would involve me getting naked. “Turn around.”
“No. I want to see the process.” Aaron folded his arms. “Do you morph into it like in the movies?”
I shook my head. “You saw the process the other day.”
“Like I said, it was fast.”
I motioned for him to turn.
He threw his hands up and turned around. “Happy?”
“Yes.” I stripped down to nothing and focused on the firebird, easy to do considering she’d waited just below the surface since Aaron arrived.
Aaron drew a breath.
I glanced up and met his eyes. My cheeks heated, but I didn’t look away. My magic rose, and I threw my head back as the firebird burst free. She stretched her wings at her sides and soared into the night sky.


About the Author:
Kathryn M. Hearst is a southern girl with a love of the dark and strange. She has been a storyteller her entire life, as a child, she took people watching to new heights by creating back stories of complete strangers. Besides writing, she has a passion for shoes, vintage clothing, antique British cars, music, musicians and all things musical (including theater). Kate lives in central Florida with her chocolate lab, Jolene; and two rescue pups, Jagger and Roxanne. She is a self-proclaimed nerd, raising a nerdling.

The Order of the Sinistra Dei is her first series and includes titles, Feast of the Epiphany and Feast of Mercy. Kate's novel, The Spirit Tree, won a publishing contract with Kindle Press through the Kindle Scout contest. Her short stories have been published in various anthologies.






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3 comments:

  1. I want to read about this Christmas time serial killer. Intrigued

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  2. This sounds like such a perfect book! I really want to read this one, and i need to get my hands on the first one

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  3. Well there is enough ghost for Christmas who ask what have I done this year and torture me whit my mistakes

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