Thursday, May 29, 2014

Michael Week: Sneak Peek: Michael (Sons of Old Trilogy, #2) by Annabell Cadiz

Sweat dripped down every crevice of hardened muscle and exposed the tattoos on both Leanian’s biceps and the right side on his ribs. His blue Mohawk was still perfectly intact, his forest-green eyes locked onto the opponent he was fighting—another Imago who looked a size smaller than Leanian with a shaved head and tattoos covering every inch of his arms. Leanian’s pierced ears flashed as he bobbed and weaved.

Leanian ducked to the side to keep from getting decked by a right hook; he twirled around his opponent and punched him underneath his ribs. The tattooed Imago cried out and lost his footing. Leanian jabbed him in the right side then again on the left. The Imago roared and tried to elbow Leanian in the stomach, but Leanian danced around him, easily dodging every attack. The Imago was able to clip him in the chin but he had no chance to relish in his small victory because Leanian punched him upside the jaw. The sound of bone cracking could be heard even through the boisterous crowd. The Imago fell flat on his back, unconscious. The screaming crowd turned deafening as the referee lifted Leanian’s hand in the air and declared him the winner.

“That was awesome!” Zahara declared, clapping. She turned to look behind her and a set of arms grabbed her shoulders to keep her in place.

“Don’t move!” Amos whispered-hissed, his face against her neck.

“What is wrong with you?” she whispered-hissed back.

“Quit harassing my best friend; she isn’t the only one with a dagger,” Becca threatened, glaring at Amos.

“I’m not harassing Zahara, I’m hiding.” Amos peeked over Zahara’s shoulder and ducked back down when he saw Leanian was still inside the ring, preparing to fight another opponent. “I knew this was a bad idea,” he said, directing his gaze at Jason. “I think it’s time to ditch this poor excuse to showoff masculinity, what do you guys say?”

“We just arrived ten minutes ago, Amos; we have yet to even find anyone or anything questionable or suspicious,” Jason said, trying to look serious but he was struggling to keep a straight face.

“Wanna explain what’s going on now?” Zahara asked. She tried to turn around but Amos kept her locked in place.

“Let’s just say if Leanian sees me here, he’ll throw me around like a rag doll before dragging me back to Rekesh!”

Zahara pulled herself free of Amos’s grip and tripped over her shoes when Amos fought to hang onto her. Jason gently grabbed her arm before she could face-plant the floor. She righted herself with Jason’s help and smiled at him. He was holding her steady with both his hands and smirked in return.

“It’s amazing you manage to survive battling supernaturals,” Jason teased.

Zahara pushed him away and placed her hands on her hips. She was about to demand answers from Amos when Becca said, “Hey, isn’t that Bryan?” Zahara followed the direction Becca was staring and turned around to discover Bryan hanging farther back in the room. He was standing with an Imago with startling green eyes, a head full of curly, rich, brown hair, and dressed in a red varsity jacket that made Zahara wonder if it was from a school, and if Bryan knew him because of his human vessel.

Bryan caught her eyes, said something to the Imago next to him, and started moving through the crowd toward her. The Imago he had spoken with had already disappeared among the supernaturals.

“What are you doing here?” Bryan asked once he had reached Zahara and the others.

“Are we intruding on your night out with the boys?” Zahara asked, hands back on her hips.

“Awe Zar, you know I’m always more than happy to be in your lovely presence,” Bryan soothed, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her to him. “Some friends wanted a night out and I thought this might be a good chance to find some answers to what’s going on with Rekesh’s coven.” He ran a thumb over Zahara’s jaw, looking down at her smolderingly.

Zahara slapped his hand away and stepped back. “We’re here doing the same thing.”

“We’re not going to discover anything of use standing around here, how about we go back out to the bar?” Amos said, casting a nervous glance back toward the ring where Leanian has been named champion again.

“And you would be who?” Bryan asked, sizing Amos up.

Amos raised an eyebrow. “A friend of Jase, and now a friend of Zahara and Becca.”

“Should we trust this guy?” Bryan asked, taking a step closer to Amos. “He looks like he’d sell information to the highest bidder.”

“Depends on what’s offered. I have no use for power but a fun night with a sassy redhead is definitely piquing my interest,” Amos said, taking Zahara’s hand and planting a kiss on it. “What do you say, Zar? You show me yours, I’ll show you mine,” he purred seductively.

Michael (Sons of Old Trilogy, #2)

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Genre: YA/NA Urban Fantasy, Supernatural, Paranormal

Synopsis: Zahara Faraday looks like a normal eighteen-year-old and lives in a quiet neighborhood with her overprotective parents. She works at a bookstore and hangs out with her best friend Becca King on a daily basis. But underneath the normal lies a secret life filled with dangerous supernaturals. Zahara belongs to a world made of Light Witches, rogue Imagoes (supernatural creatures with super strength, speed, and silver skin when the moon is out), fallen angels, and Nephilim (hybrid children born half-human, half-angel). Where her father Solomon Faraday is human, her mother Mia and her Aunt Catalina are Light Witches. They help protect the human world by hunting down rogue supernaturals who commit heinous acts against humans. What they never expected was the possibility of having to hunt down the one rogue coven they had befriended and come to trust in their battle against Lucifer. Rekesh Saint-Louis is the leader of the most powerful Imago coven in Florida and now he’s the most suspected. Supernatural bodies are starting to pile up with an ancient ritual long forbade being used to murder them and the symbol, one large cross with four smaller crosses around it—which represents Rekesh’s coven— being left behind. Rekesh and the Elders of his coven set out to find who is behind the murders and clearing his name before a war between the covens begins. To make matters more difficult, Rekesh also has to deal with the return of someone he has been keeping a secret.

Meanwhile, Zahara and Becca are spending more time brushing up on their training, knowing an attack from Lucifer can come at any moment. Between patrolling neighborhoods and hanging at the boarding school created by Charles Stephens—a fallen angel who created the school to protect the children of rogue supernaturals—they are thrown into one battle after another. Zahara begins to develop a closer bond with Jason as they train and chase down clues to clear Rekesh’s name. What she doesn’t know is the very powerful secret Jason is keeping; a secret that will change the course of the fight with Lucifer.

But Rekesh’s coven being set up isn’t the only danger. A new powerful and lethal drug has emerged from the shadows of the supernatural world called Inferi. The drug has two deadly side effects: it leaves the supernatural hungering for blood—both human and supernatural—and grants them the elemental power they had once possessed.

Lucifer is on the move and he will stop at nothing to get his hands on Zahara and complete the first act of his plan. 

A battle is about to begin. 

One that may cost the Faraday family everything they hold dear.

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