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Saturday, February 9, 2019

it’s going to take more than his sword and his wits - Black Blade (Reaper Born Trilogy, #2) by H.G. Lynch

Having moved country, fallen in love, and killed the demon responsible for his father’s death, Ruairidh could do with a break.
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Published: February 8th, 2019

Having moved country, fallen in love, and killed the demon responsible for his father’s death, Ruairidh could do with a break. 

, he’s being arrested for his girlfriend’s murder, being stalked by demons, and seeing a Fetch that indicates the death of someone close to him.

This time, Ru isn’t just failing Maths and fighting demons – he’s going to the demon realm to bring back the soul of his loved one, and it’s going to take more than his sword and his wits if he wants to make it back to the living world.

EXCERPT

Ruairidh reached out and took my glass from me, setting both glasses down on the coffee table. Then he held out one hand in an elegant request. “May I have this dance?” 

“You may.” I slid my hand into his, and he bent low to kiss my knuckles like a proper Victorian gentleman. I giggled as he straightened.

He flashed his cocky grin, and pulled on my hand, yanking me forward, so I stumbled against his chest. “Much better,” he purred, circling his arms around my waist.

Breathless, I splayed my hands on his chest and slid them to his shoulders, so my body was pressed down the length of his. His forest-green eyes burned into mine, so close that they were all I could see. The music was smooth and slow, and I was surprised when Ruairidh began to move to the rhythm, his steps careful and familiar.

“You can waltz?” I asked, startled that this rough-edged man could dance so beautifully.

He winked. “I have many hidden talents.”

*****
Staring down at the demon, I shifted my feet apart and lifted my blade, ready to drive it into the chink between spikes in the back of the Catchi’s neck. But before I could bring the dagger down, the demon’s eyes flicked open, reflective yellow pools glaring up at me. I swore and leapt backward, but the Catchi’s arm shot out and grabbed my leg, pulling my feet out from under me. I hit the ground on my back, shards of bone and glass digging into my shoulder blades. The wind was knocked out of me, my dagger flying out of my hand, and I wheezed as I scrambled to reach for the blade.

The Catchi loomed up in front of me and grinned, its fangs dripping venom. Then it brought one clawed foot down on my reaching hand, its curved toenails sinking into my wrist, and I cried out in pain. I glared up at it and yanked the hunting knife from the sheath on my thigh, slicing it cleanly through the demon’s calf. It howled and hobbled back as the lower half of its leg hung on by a few threads of muscle. I’d cut through the bone.


About the author:
H.G. Lynch is a Paranormal Romance author from Scotland. She is an avid reader, and cat-lover. She spends most of her days writing, while wrestling her cat off her laptop. She loves horse-riding, Star Trek, and snow. 

Her books are dark paranormal romances.

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