Lost Souls - Chapter 3
Demon Trappers Series Book 8
​THREE
​​Though she'd not wanted to act that needy, Katia had ordered a big bowl of oatmeal, two breakfast sandwiches, and the largest cup of coffee they offered. Then she'd wolfed down the food like it'd been the only meal she'd had in the last two days. Somehow Master Blackthorne had guessed this was the case. But how?
She wants me to call her Riley.
​​TWO
​Master Riley Blackthorne's stack of official paperwork seemed to grow daily. Another form here, another report there, it all added up. Her superior was happy to hand it all off to her. If it'd been anyone else but Master Harper, she'd think him giddy at the prospect, but the grizzled trapper wasn't wired that way. He claimed her handwriting was neater, which was true.
Because this was her lot in life, she chose where to conduct this Herculean task. As was often the case, it was her favorite coffee shop in downtown Atlanta, the Grounds Zero. Unlike her usual hot chocolate, she sipped on iced coffee because it was toastier than Hell outside. Well, not quite as bad as that, but close. Riley certainly knew the difference.
​May 2019
Simon Adler glanced at the address in the text message, then compared it to the white mailbox at the end of the driveway. It'd taken longer than he'd anticipated to find the right house. Sometimes the confusion was the fault of the subdivision, but usually it was Hell's trickery. Since he was a lay exorcist for the Vatican, Lucifer, and his infernal minions, went out of their way to make his life difficult.
Introducing LOST SOULS
​​This is LOST SOULS, the latest book in the Demon Trappers series which will be published 7 December, 2021. It was going to be earlier but with the return of the rights of the first four books and our move, it got pushed back a bit. So what is this book about? Read on to find out.
Yesterday the plan was for all four re-issued books to go live in both print and e-book editions. So did that happen? Here's the report.
Foretold - Chapter 2
​Foretold
Demon Trappers Book 4
​Beck pulled into Stewart's driveway, then bailed out of the car though the engine was still running. Simon had just pulled up to the curb when he was rousted out of the driver's seat. He'd barely gotten into the passenger seat and the door closed before Beck drove away.
What a drama queen.
​"What could go wrong?" Riley Blackthorne muttered under her breath. That wasn't the kind of question she should ask while on a demon trapping run in one of Atlanta's train stations.
What could go wrong? Everything.
Riley and two other trappers were stalking a Pyro-Fiend, a Grade Two demon whose Hellish job was to set fires. So far, it'd had a grand time dropping fireballs in front of the MARTA trains, setting alight trash containers, and in one case, firing up a train car. Usually, she was all about capturing Hellspawn. Her late father, Paul Blackthorne, had been a legendary master trapper so it was in her blood. She should have been jazzed about this trapping run.
FORETOLD Cover Reveal
Denver Beck. This cover had to happen because this book is his story. For those who've read it, you know why. (Again, no spoilers in the comments please.)
Forgiven - Chapter 2
Riley stood alone in a field of crisp, freshly fallen snow. There was nothing around her, no buildings, no people. High above, a bloodred moon held court in the sky, thousands of stars paying homage. A breeze tugged at her hair, and it smelled of deepest midnight.
She felt Ori's presence even before his arms slid around her waist, drawing her back against him. She knew it was a dream, but she didn't want to wake. Here, it would be perfect. There would be no Heaven or Hell, no one to tell her what she was doing was wrong. It would just be Ori and her forever.
Turning in his arms, Riley gazed up at his black hair and bottomless eyes. Eyes that had seen the beginning of the cosmos.
"I am sorry," Ori murmured, his voice just as she remembered it. "I hurt you, and that is not what I wanted."
"It didn't have to be that way," she said.
​"Let me make it right between us. Let me show you what your future can hold."
Riley Blackthorne's tears were no more. She'd cried herself dry, yet she still lingered in the arms of a dead man. If given the chance, she would remain in her father's arms for the rest of her life.
When she looked up, sad brown eyes gazed back. Master Trapper Paul Blackthorne was a reanimated corpse now, summoned from his grave by none other than the Prince of Hell. Like the day he'd been buried, he wore his best suit and favorite red tie, the one she'd given him as a Christmas present.