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Friday, February 1, 2019

Who wins when gods interfere? Strange Omens (Legends Walk, #2) by Jim Stein

"I read a lot of books and I have yet to read a plot and premise like in Strange Omens. It blends magic, music ,and supernaturals (good and bad) [...] There was lots of action in the story, and it was interesting to be able to read from a variety of points of view." Christine, Goodreads


Cover Artist: Kris Norris
Published: January 11th, 2019

Recent months in New Philadelphia have been pleasantly monster-free, allowing Edan Johnson to focus on launching the band’s new album. Music brought hope, something the world’s dwindling population desperately needed. But when a mysterious promotion company sends the A-Chords on tour and the audience splits into opposing factions, it’s clear that gods and dark forces are once again meddling.

Ed’s command of music and magic grows strong, but an arrogant goddess decrees he must not interfere. Even his own sister scolds him for casting spells. But Ed connects with the band’s free-spirited groupies and vows to keep them safe from the more sinister patrons flocking to “The Company’s” backstage events.

More hangs in the balance than the simple corruption of a few fans. These happy, bright people could be the salvation of the human race, yet are being drawn in like sheep. Someone or something stalks the tour, and evil lurks in the heart of Old Milwaukee.

Magic, monsters, and kindred spirits keep Ed and his friends scrambling to discover what’s going on behind the scenes, but an improbable friendship just might be the key to their survival.


“What now, Ed?” Trinity asked from my left.
We crouched behind a rotting car covered in vines and watched the Grims. Bald Jim looked to be in charge. Shawn sat on the ground at Dan’s feet, head hung low. The bruise around his eye and dried blood on his lip testified to the fact he had gone down fighting. Dan probably wore the Hawaiian shirt and posed as a victim.
Trinity had enough sense to tail them without trying a rescue. We caught up to her just before the Grims stopped at a massive bronze doorway totally at odds with the architecture of the ruined city. The thing was better suited for a medieval castle, though I had to admit it was effective. Jim and Dan argued over how best to get inside.
“Five of them and four of us,” I said.
“They’re bruisers,” Quinn whispered. “No offense, but we couldn’t take any of them, except maybe scraggly Dan.”
“Where’s it lead?” Trinity asked.
Good question. The out of place obstruction melded into the stone archway across a low entrance to what might be a basement level. The arguing continued as Jim tried an incantation. The door rebuffed his attempt. Oily bits of the magic passphrase dripped to the ground. Though a simple spell, the darkness of it differed from the elements Quinn and I used.
“You’re doing it wrong,” Dan complained to the men gathered at the door.
“He’s such a little shit.” Trinity’s lip curled.
“For once that’s working in our favor,” Quinn said.
Dan stalked over to the others, grabbed something small and metallic out of Jim’s hands, and examined the door. Magic formed around another incantation. Shawn sat unguarded at the entrance to the alcove. We scurried out from behind the car, circled the intersection, and crept along crumbling brickwork. The line of the alley kept us out of sight until I peeked around the corner. The Grims argued on, ignoring their dejected captive. Shawn stared at the pavement.
“Shawn.” No response. “Shawn! Time to go.”
Bleary eyes ringed with bruises met mine. He must have taken a good shot to the nose for double shiners to be rising so quickly. Recognition slowly dawned, followed by half a smile that dropped away. Shawn held up his hands. I’d missed the thin cord that bound wrists to ankles. It was silvery gray, looking more like yarn than rope.
“For crying out…” Quinn whipped out a knife and crept forward.
The moment her blade touched the cord, there was a flash. Quinn yelped and dropped her knife.
“Hey!” Dan looked up from the brass key in his hand.
“Just grab him!” I shouted.
Quinn hauled Shawn up by his armpits and pushed him forward. The cord forced him into an awkward half-crouch. I grabbed his arm to haul him down the street, but he stopped short and fell to the ground. Quinn and I pulled but couldn’t budge him. No one weighed that much. The cord flashed and flared, its strange power anchoring Shawn to the spot. More than that, a tether of power slowly dragged him back toward the doorway as the Grims advanced.
“Leave him. In fact, leave the girl. Two for the price of one!” Dan grinned his stupid parody of a Bright’s smile.
Each man carried a small club, undoubtedly weighted for maximum punch. Quinn worked at the bindings. Her strange watery power flowed along the cord looking for a way to loosen the knots. The Grims strode forward, in no hurry and—I like to think—wary. I could have taken Dan and the freak sporting a Mohawk. But I’d spent all year practicing my spells for a reason.
I reached for Earth to throw up a barrier and buy us time. Just as I was about to cast, flames leapt up between us and the men, effectively sealing them in the alcove. Trinity stood rigid, locked in concentration as she poured on more Fire and drove them back amid squawks of protest.
“Let me try.” I hunkered down to examine the cord.
Earth was ready at my fingertips, but when I tried to manipulate Shawn’s binding—as I would stone or metals—there was no purchase. The men tried end runs around Trinity’s flames, holding the woman’s concentration and forcing her to expend too much power. Another minute and we’d have to carry her out. Quinn saw it too.
“Help her!”
I dredged up a bit of old-school metal, Metallica’s “Seek and Destroy,” forging Fire to bolster Trinity’s spell. I split off a portion to attack the ropes. Fire was an enigma, representing the most restorative and destructive of the elements. I honed the lyrics down to a laser focus, emphasis on the destroy part of the tune to cut and burn. The cord swelled, resisting the heat, but frayed edges soon curled away from the core.
Shawn’s invisible bond contracted, yanking him toward the wall of fire. Quinn grabbed him around the waist but was dragged along. Even if Trinity and I cancelled our spells, they would be pulled across searing concrete into the midst of the waiting Grims.

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About the author: 
Jim Stein’s hunger for stories transporting the reader to extraordinary realms began under one meager bulb, a towel stuffed beneath his door to avoid parental censure. He huddled with Tolkien, Asimov, and all the greats and unknowns plucked from the drugstore shelves to spin tales of the imagination.

After writing short stories in school, two degrees in computer science, and several decades as a Naval officer, Jim has returned to his first passion. He writes speculative fiction advocating the underdog and embracing protagonists with strong moral fiber, often overlaid with supernatural elements and a few dark twists. Jim lives in northwestern Pennsylvania with his wife, Claudia, and his muse, Marley the Great Dane.

Author's Giveaway


Jim Stein said...

Thanks so much for spotlighting my new release! For interested readers, Strange Omens eBook will be free on Amazon thru 2/2 (today and tomorrow). I'm always happy to answer questions too, so AMA. -Jim

katieoscarlet said...

This has a very cool and unique cover. From the featured review it sounds as if this is told from different points of view and I like those kinds of stories.

Sherry Fundin said...

Interesting cover and I enjoyed all the goodies.
sherry @ fundinmental

Nancy P said...

Intriguing cover

Debra Branigan said...

Very intriguing book including the cover. Good luck with your novel. Thanks for highlighting this one.

Bridgett wilbur said...

What is a great excerpt.

Rita Wray said...

Sounds like a good book.

Debbie P said...

This book sounds like an awesome read.

Wendy Hutton said...

the book sounds very interesting, thanks

Kim hansen said...

Sounds good.

Jim Stein said...

Katie, it's about 70% 1st person POV from Edan's (Ed's) point of view with 3rd person form a couple other main characters (both human and supernaturals).

Jim Stein said...

Thanks, everyone, for all the kudos on the cover art. Kris Norris does great work and worked hard to made my concept into something awesome!

Laura Thomas said...

Great title and cover art. And I enjoyed the excerpt. Sounds like a thrilling read.

Dale Wilken said...

Sounds like a really great book.

Bocephallus said...

I love all I have read so far, and I look forward to reading this. I am new to Jim Stein and his work. Thanks to this blog for the intro to him. (Audrey Stewart)

bison61 said...

book sounds good-thanks for the giveaway

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Jim Stein said...

Thanks everyone for the awesome comments :-) They truly mean a lot. -Jim

Joseph Wallace said...

I like the font color and style on the front of the book. Congrats on the release. Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(At)hotmail(d0t)com

Debra Branigan said...

I enjoyed the excerpt and trailer. Thanks for sharing.

Joseph Wallace said...

How did you come up for the title of the book? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com

Anna Josefin Bergman said...

Looks interesting.

Dan Denman said...

I like the book cover design. This sounds like a good fantasy adventure.

Corey Hutton said...

Good luck with the book and Thanks for the giveaway.

Joseph Wallace said...

Did you help design the cover? Congrats on the release. Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com

Heather D said...

I like the cover. The story also seems good.

Jim Stein said...

Joseph, Sorry for the late reply. Title came from this book foreshadowing events to come in 3rd and final in series, "Strange Medicine". Oddly enough, 1st book in series "Strange Tidings" was a title of a short story I wrote, but just fit the Native American theme so well that I re-purposed it. I developed the cover concept, but Kris Norris designed it and did a great job with only a bit of back and forth. Thanks for asking. -Jim