In a hotel in the depths of New England, a vampire queen finds me and asks me to arrange a miracle for her undead uncle.
I was just taking a vacation, and doing a little research into my family background.
The last thing I expected was for Andrea to turn up, with Miller. And I definitely did not want to work with him again.
But I end up dragging my sorry self halfway across the continent, looking for a myth. Except someone else wants to find it too, and we end up in a race.
If that wasn't enough, Tasha's back. Just like that. No warning, nothing. Maybe its a good job we are a thousand miles apart.
There are more monsters to fight, and battles that are nothing to do with beasts or enemies, and at the end of it all, a terrible consequence I have no idea how to live with.
My family is from Scotland, along the coast to the east of Edinburgh not far from Prestonpans, East Lothian. It’s a quiet place, a fishing town, but we have a claim to fame. Back in 1745, Bonnie Prince Charlie had a set-to with a rag-tag army of George II’s Redcoats and, as you could say, kicked their arse. These days I live in Lincolnshire, with my partner and two dragons currently disguising themselves as cats – something to do with worship and pampering being far more enjoyable than all that pillaging. I’ve no impressive credentials to validate my writing, other than the years, decades, I spent reading across anything to do with fantasy, science fiction, paranormal, and just about everything that wasn’t part of the mundane world.
And, for not at least, I’ve settled on Urban Fantasy as my writing ‘home’. I hope you get as much pleasure out of reading them as I did when I could finally close each file and say ‘thank heavens that’s finished’. :)
Wow now finished book 5 in the Bloodfire Chronicles and things just get twistier and messier.
I am not keen on Jane right now. I am finding her a bit self centred and selfish when it comes to Tasha and Eddie is in my bad books too.
Does not mean this is bad (I gave it 5 stars). It is just Robin Marr weaving a thrilling tale and ensuring he FMC has character and depth even if not loveable and 'nice'.
Jane Doe, I don't know how you do it, Every book I pick up about your life and adventures, I can't put them down, What is this magic you are working, Each book drags me deeper into your life until I feel I know you all, especially Miller and Michael( I really did not see that coming). I am desolate until your next task.