Chicago Police Detective Brooke Chandler is keeping a secret… and if she’s not careful, it could get her killed.
Brooke is no stranger to the supernatural. In Chicago,
vampires are just as prevalent as drug lords, and infinitely more bloodthirsty.
So when her partner and fiancé dies in a mysterious fire while chasing down a
lead in Salem, she suspects something dark and otherworldly is at
play.
Blessed with the ability to see into the past by
touching inanimate objects, Brooke transfers to the Salem PD, hoping her talent
will help her get to the bottom of things. Between dodging assassination
attempts and being stonewalled at every turn, the going is tough. Add in a
mysterious fae club owner with secrets of his own and a personal grudge against
her, and it becomes nearly impossible.
If Brooke wants to play in the supernatural sandbox,
she’s going to have to roll up her sleeves and get dirty. But how many people
will have to die for Brooke to discover the truth about her fiance? And is she
even ready to know?
Find out what lurks in the SHADOWS OF SALEM by
pre-ordering SHADOW BORN, the latest Urban Fantasy hit readers are comparing to
Karen Marie Moning and Patricia Briggs.
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EXCERPT:
“They’re conniving,
manipulative, and take things that don’t belong to them.” Maddock hissed, then
shoved to his feet. “Such as the fae that have been going missing
recently.”
“Well, I can’t argue with that,” I muttered, eyeing him
warily. He was glaring at me, as if this were somehow my fault. “But how do you
know it’s the witches doing this? A symbol on a wall isn’t what I call concrete
evidence.”
Maddock crossed his arms and glared down at me, making
my heart jump into my throat. “So yer defending them now? Somehow I’m not
surprised.”
His sarcastic tone was so accusatory that his behavior suddenly
made sense. All the animosity, the condemning glares…
“You think I’m a witch, don’t you?” I jabbed a finger at
him. “That’s why you don’t like me, and why you always look at me like I’m a
piece of shit stuck to your shoe.”
“I dinnae know what ye are,” Maddock growled, clamping
his hand around my forearm. “Aside from a heaping of trouble. But right now, I
need ye, which is why I’m tolerating yer presence in this city. Now let’s get
going already. I’ve something to show ye.”
Rebecca Hamilton writes
Paranormal Fantasy, Horror, and Literary Fiction. She lives in Florida with her
husband and four kids, along with multiple writing personalities that range
from morbid to literary. Having a child diagnosed with autism has inspired her
to illuminate the world through the eyes of characters who see things
differently.
Rebecca Hamilton is represented by the ever-more-amazing
Rossano Trentin of TZLA.
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things melded together in my head and transformed into a desire to write. Usually fantastical stuff, with a healthy dose of action and romance. My characters are a little (okay, a lot) on the snarky side, and they swear, but they mean well. Even the villains sometimes.
When I'm not working on my next book, you can find me
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