Congratulations to Naomi Clark on your new release!
Thanks for having me here on your blog today! I’m really delighted to be here to share a teaser from my new novel, DARK DAYS, the sequel to BLOOD WITCH. The book was a real labour of love for me – BLOOD WITCH was supposed to be a quick, one-off novella and instead it turned into the start of a new series. With DARK DAYS, I had a lot of plot threads to follow up, new elements to introduce, and new threats to throw at my characters. I always think a good sequel should raise the stakes and open up the world, and I think I succeeded at that! You’ll get to learn a little bit more about Tristesse’s world (just a little bit; she’s still keeping lots of secrets!), meet a new addition to Lola’s ragtag team, and see new magic and enemies arise. All of which should lead nicely into Book 3…But hopefully you’ll enjoy Book 2 first!
Excerpt
“The ley line made you sick.”
“I’m getting desperate.”
Tristesse shifted her position so she could free Lola’s hair from
the messy bun she’d piled it in. “I would happily teach you ley line
magic. It’s been a long time since I had an apprentice. But the experience did
make you very sick.”
the messy bun she’d piled it in. “I would happily teach you ley line
magic. It’s been a long time since I had an apprentice. But the experience did
make you very sick.”
“Protecting me again?” Lola pulled a face at her.
Tristesse tangled her hands in Lola’s hair, smiling. “A dead
apprentice is useless to me.”
apprentice is useless to me.”
Lola took her hand, weaving her fingers through Tristesse’s.
“I want you to teach me.” Her first and last experience with the
power of the ley line had been awful, but the potential there, the power
flowing all around her, just out of reach… Not a day had passed without her
thinking about it. Maybe once you were used to it, the sickness went away.
Maybe it was like adjusting to a high altitude or something. Nobody ever
learned anything valuable without a little suffering, after all.
“I want you to teach me.” Her first and last experience with the
power of the ley line had been awful, but the potential there, the power
flowing all around her, just out of reach… Not a day had passed without her
thinking about it. Maybe once you were used to it, the sickness went away.
Maybe it was like adjusting to a high altitude or something. Nobody ever
learned anything valuable without a little suffering, after all.
Instead of answering, Tristesse pushed her over so she lay on her
back. The demon straddled her, pinning her to the sofa and leaning down to kiss
her. This time she wasn’t soft or sweet, and Lola gasped, arching her body up
to meet Tristesse’s instinctively. Tristesse deepened the kiss, pushing her
hips down to pin Lola’s lower body as well, and a swell of lust rose in Lola,
sweeping everything else away.
back. The demon straddled her, pinning her to the sofa and leaning down to kiss
her. This time she wasn’t soft or sweet, and Lola gasped, arching her body up
to meet Tristesse’s instinctively. Tristesse deepened the kiss, pushing her
hips down to pin Lola’s lower body as well, and a swell of lust rose in Lola,
sweeping everything else away.
It was annoying, how easily Tristesse could turn her on and
distract her. It left her aching for more, and she had no idea how much
Tristesse could give her.
distract her. It left her aching for more, and she had no idea how much
Tristesse could give her.
Tristesse broke the kiss but nipped Lola’s throat with a playful
growl, making Lola squeak. “I’m a demanding teacher,” Tristesse
warned her.
growl, making Lola squeak. “I’m a demanding teacher,” Tristesse
warned her.
“But I’m an excellent student.” Lola freed her hands and
draped them around Tristesse’s neck, pulling her back for another kiss.
“How soon can we start?”
draped them around Tristesse’s neck, pulling her back for another kiss.
“How soon can we start?”
Tristesse slid her hand under Lola’s thin hoodie, tracing the
curve of her breast through her bra. “Seems like we already have.”
curve of her breast through her bra. “Seems like we already have.”
Her touch sent shivers of need through Lola, and her brazen
invitation was almost too good to resist. The only thing holding Lola back was
a reluctant sense of urgency. There were so many things to do, especially now
she’d agreed to go to the Choir meeting tomorrow night. She could easily waste
a few hours, even a whole day, rolling around on the sofa with Tristesse, but
that wouldn’t pay her bills or help her clients or find Yvette. More’s the
pity.
invitation was almost too good to resist. The only thing holding Lola back was
a reluctant sense of urgency. There were so many things to do, especially now
she’d agreed to go to the Choir meeting tomorrow night. She could easily waste
a few hours, even a whole day, rolling around on the sofa with Tristesse, but
that wouldn’t pay her bills or help her clients or find Yvette. More’s the
pity.
With a sigh, she wriggled out from under her. “Hold that
thought. Let’s go paint shopping.”
thought. Let’s go paint shopping.”
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About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume,
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars,
not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she
learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography
writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s
hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If
the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and
silently plotting her next book.
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars,
not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she
learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography
writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s
hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If
the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and
silently plotting her next book.
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