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Warrior of Fire by Shona Husk – Book Tour + #Giveaway

12/07/17

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WARRIOR OF FIRE
by Shona Husk
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Pub Date: 6/20/17
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Is theirs a love match?
For Leira Venn, her future is a given
foretold by the oracle of the Albah, the ancient people she was born
to. Which is why she knows from the moment she meets Dr. Julian Ryder
that he is fated to be hers. But nothing else about the prophecy
feels right. For the handsome doctor is shrouded by darkness, and
intimately involved with a woman who seems intent on killing Leira …
Or a death wish?
Sorrow has shadowed Julian Ryder for as
long as he can remember. But from the moment he meets lovely Leira,
his heart is filled with hope for the future—a future that is as
combustible as the powerful attraction between them. For Leira is
marked for death by the very forces who killed his mother. The very
darkness that stole everything he held most dear. Only this time,
Julian is stronger, more in control of his powers than ever. But will
it be enough to save Leira from those who would destroy her?
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wof- excerpt
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Emily slipped her phone into her pocket. He hadn’t been lying about

leaving the hospital late. She’d watched him walk out the door. She’d spent

a lot of time watching him and not enough doing anything. The times

they were together they got as close as two people could, yet Julian had

managed to keep the rest of his life completely apart from her. She was

pretty sure that no one even knew they were dating.

She sat in her car without starting it. They weren’t really dating

and she shouldn’t be feeling pissed that he’d blown her off. He was a

mark, not her lover.

He was her kill to get her full membership to the Guardians of Adam.

She closed her eyes and leaned over the steering wheel. So why hadn’t

she done it already? She should’ve done it months ago when they first met.

She’d known that he was Albah from the curl of his ears. But he was also

attractive, educated, and nothing like the egotistical magic-using maniacs

her mother had told tales about. She should’ve questioned him and killed

him two weeks ago while the undead horror was alive and killing. Now

the Albanex had vanished and she knew a Guardian hadn’t killed it. The

Albah were probably protecting it. Hiding and feeding it.

She shuddered.

How could Julian, a well-respected doctor and burns specialist, participate

in something like that? Yet it was in his blood to become an undead, blooddrinking

Albanex. She needed to find out where his father lived—which

was harder than it should have been. She’d tried.

There was a tap on her window. Her heart stopped and she almost died.

What a Guardian she was, jumping at a security guard doing his rounds.

She opened her window a crack. “Yes?”

“Just checking you’re all right, miss.” The security guard looked concerned.

Emily softened her features as though she’d seen a dying relative and

sniffed. “Yeah. Just gathering myself before I drive home.”

“Never wise to linger in the car park. Better safe than sorry.” He smiled.

He looked as though he couldn’t run down a thief even if the thief was

carrying a box full of donuts and a coffee to wash them down.

Emily nodded and obediently started her car. When he didn’t move

away, she pulled out of the bay. She needed to get home. It was late, but

no doubt her mother would want a status update.

No change. Nothing to report.

The only excuse she could give for why the Albah was still alive was

that he could lead them to more…and hopefully the Albanex.

She paid for her parking and headed out of the city. She’d go to Julian’s

place and wait to see if he came home tonight at all. That twinge in her

chest was not jealousy.

He didn’t have another lover.

He barely had time for her.

She knew the real reason Julian was still alive was because she did

fancy him just the tiniest bit. And he saved people. Maybe he wasn’t like

the other Albah.

But all Albah could become Albanex. Albanex were the vampires that

humans thought existed only in myth. Albah were more like the elves or

witches, harmless until they did the magic that would make them drink

blood and live forever. The Guardians should’ve wiped them all out 200

years ago instead of calling for a truce; then she wouldn’t be in this position.

Doctor Julian Ryder, for all his good work, was still only one magic

ritual away from becoming an undead monster.

Leira sat quietly on the bathroom floor—it was the safest place for

her to practice, given the abundance of water and the lack of flammable

items. She’d moved the towels well away as an extra precaution. The tiles

were cold under her butt. She’d been sitting here for half an hour with the

unlit candle. She was running out of time if she wanted to get this done

before she had to get to university. While she could light a candle safely,

if she saw something that shocked her… Well, she didn’t want a repeat of

the crisps incident.

Saba would’ve happily done a reading for her if she’d asked, but Leira

wanted to do this herself, and she didn’t want anyone else to know. She

didn’t want Saba to know if everything had gone wrong. And if it had,

how was she going to fix it?

She didn’t know that either.

Which was why she hadn’t lit the candle yet.

Sitting here wasn’t going to change anything. Maybe nothing had changed

and it would all be okay, but she didn’t believe that for a heartbeat. Last

night every time she’d looked at him she could feel the tracks changing

direction, derailing the future she’d been expecting.

She shook out her hands. Maybe she was being overly dramatic, after

all, if it was one of those meant to be things, why hadn’t she felt more

than a tingle? All she’d gotten—once she’d gotten over the shock—was

the same tingle she got when seeing any hot guy.

A smile formed. Julian was hot, and not just because his magic was

fire. And they had agreed to get together to talk magic. And he’d offered

to let her read his dead mother’s diaries, which was probably a great way

to kill any mood.

There’d been no mood in the car, but there had been an undercurrent

of something. She didn’t know what it was or how to deal with it, or him.

She’d expected fireworks and…and something more. She wasn’t sure he’d

felt anything for her except pity, because she couldn’t control her magic,

and then embarrassment because it was pretty damn clear that everyone

in the room thought they needed smooshing together. Saba had promised

not to interfere, but that had been before, when the vision was still true.

Now it wasn’t. They had met and she needed to find out what had changed.

She drew in a breath and then exhaled.

In her mind she saw a circle form around her, in her next breath it became

real. She waited another couple of heartbeats before visualizing the flame.

If she was lighting a candle for the oil burner, she didn’t bother with the

ritual, but this was about her future. She could’ve used a match and not

worried about the magic, but she refused to use matches and lighters. She

had to be able to do this.

Leira pictured the flame in her mind, then pushed it out of her. The

candle lit with a spark and a crackle. She leaned forward and rested her

hands on her chin so she could stare into its blue center. As she did, the

flame expanded. The blue becoming a ball three inches in diameter.

Her concentration remained steady. How many exercises had she done

just on focusing without even using fire? She’d lost count. She could do

this without burning off her eyebrows now.

The blue started swirling as though filled with currents.

Show me the path I am on.

She expected to see the train, Julian—he had a name now—and herself

giving lectures. Her future still steady even if she didn’t know how to get

there. She’d met him; all they had to do was fall in love. When she thought

of him, that feeling was there even though when she was with him it wasn’t.

Was she getting herself muddled by constantly checking and imagining?

No, she knew the difference between the present and the future.

This time Julian didn’t appear in the flame. The currents grew darker

as though made of thick oily smoke. No, it was smoke. And flames. Her

future was nothing but smoke and flames.

No!

She gasped and dropped the circle, batting the ball of fire away. It

bounced off the wall and into the two inches of water she’d put in the bath

in case of emergency, where it then fizzled and went out.

Her heart beat fast. That didn’t make sense. Just because her initial

meeting with Julian had gone wrong didn’t mean her whole life was going

to go up in smoke.

Did it?

Fire was her element. What was she going to do, spontaneously combust?

A nervous laugh slipped past her lips.

She must have projected her own feelings about the situation. Saba was

better at this than she was. Saba was better at everything, except school

grades. That had been the one place she had bested Saba. Leira had worked

hard to be good at something.

What if Saba saw exactly what she had seen? What did it mean?

It couldn’t be death. There were other paths. There were always other

paths. She knew that. All that she had been shown was the path she

was currently on.

Right. She could fix this. She calmed herself. She just had to

find a new path.

The trouble was, how would she know if she was on the same path or

changing direction? She couldn’t check every decision that she made and

sometimes it was the smallest thing that could create the needed ripple.

Last night had been more than a ripple.

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Shona Husk lives in Western Australia
at the edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a lively imagination
she spent most of her childhood making up stories. As an adult she
discovered romance novels and hasn’t looked back. With over forty
published stories, ranging from sensual to scorching, she writes
contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, and sci-fi romance.
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