Book Lovin' Mamas: Blog Tour: "Hainted" by Jordan L. Hawk (Excerpt/Giveaway)

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Saturday, September 22, 2012

Blog Tour: "Hainted" by Jordan L. Hawk (Excerpt/Giveaway)

Welcome to our blog tour stop of "Hainted" by Jordan L. Hawk brought to you by Reading Addiction Blog Tours. Here you will be able to read an excerpt from the book, the author's bio and a chance to win a ecopy of "Hainted.

My review of "Hainted" is posted below this post. =)

Hainted

by: Jordan L. Hawk

Publishing Date: 9/3/12

Genre: M/M Paranormal

Buy Links: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | All Romance Books

Excerpt:

Leif snarled, his sword like a pure shaft of moonlight slicing the air. The haint ducked and wove, everywhere and nowhere all at once. It let out a sound half scream and half old man’s cackle, driving into Dan’s eardrums like knitting needles.

Dan darted in with the wand and was driven back again by the slashing claws. Leif took advantage of the distraction Dan provided, his sword a streak of light in the dark forest.

The haint was faster. It ducked under Leif’s guard and swung an arm into his chest with all the terrible strength of the dead. Leif went flying back into a tree, crumpled to the ground, and lay there limp.

No!

Dan felt something snap deep inside. An inarticulate howl rose up from the bottom of his lungs, carrying on it all the fear and denial he could muster. Without conscious thought, he hurled himself at the haint, using all the force his coiled muscles could summon to swing the wand in a deadly arc.

The tip of antler smashed into the back of the haint’s head, the impact jarring Dan’s shoulder in the socket. A terrible shriek rose up from the haint, and the savage nails slashed impotently at the air even as they began to disintegrate into a thick, black tar.

“Hecate of the Keys, Open the Way!” Dan shouted, willing the haint to move on with all the force he could muster.

It shrieked again, even as hounds bayed somewhere on the edge of hearing. The world unfolded, as if a door swung open onto some vast space—then closed again, the dead man gone on to whatever awaited him.

“Leif!” The wand fell unheeded from his hand, and Dan stumbled through the swirl of disturbed leaves, reaching for the other man. No, no, goddesses of the Underworld, please let him be all right.

Leif struggled to his knees. “I’m fine,” he gasped. “It knocked the wind out of me, and I’ll have a pretty good bruise on my back tomorrow, but I’m fine.”

Relief shivered through Dan. Leif made it to his feet, leaning against the tree for support. “Thanks. I owe you one.”

Dan took a small sip of breath, meaning to say…he didn’t even know, exactly. The moonlight cut across Leif’s features, revealing every plane of his high cheekbones, the delicate sweep of his brow. His long, pale hair tumbled about his face, tousled and utterly mad, like some fey spirit from the very dawn of time.

Safe. Safe, and relatively unhurt, and yet Dan’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Heat and cold boiled in his chest, until he wasn’t even sure where fear ended and relief began. Gods, Leif could have died if he’d hit the tree wrong, and Dan needed to say how fucking glad he was Leif was okay, but he couldn’t get the words out past the storm of emotion in his chest. He took a step forward, and another, until he could practically feel the heat of Leif’s body. Leif’s eyes widened slightly, pupils dilating. The tip of his tongue licked his lower lip.

The unconscious gesture snapped the hair-fine thread of Dan’s control. He pressed Leif back against the tree, needing to taste those lips just once, to feel Leif’s heartbeat, to know they were both warm and alive.

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Jordan L. Hawk grew up in the wilds of North Carolina, where she has raised on stories of haints and mountain magic by her bootlegging granny. After using a silver knife in the light of a full moon to summon her true love, she turned her talents to writing. Specifically, she writes hot m/m paranormal romance, where opposites attract and love conquers all--but only after battling the undead, evil sorcerers, and anything else she can think to throw at her heroes.