An awesome blogging friend, C.
Lee McKenzie, author of some truly fabulous YA novels, and a blog called THE WRITE GAME has chosen me as
Featured Author for the month of August. I am beyond honored, and truly
thrilled for this great marketing opportunity.
WOW!
THANK YOU, LEE!
And she's sharing MY BOOKS!
It takes a true artist to pursue his
victims in the art of seduction, and Stowy Jenkins is no exception, especially
with blood as his medium.
Excerpt:
Reality Check
The axe struck again and again. The surrounding
snow-covered mountains echoed each chop. Muscles rippled, and sweat glistened
on a bare chest, but with each strike, the tension eased from Steven’s body. Jena’s rejection and Reed’s continued dismissal from
key crime scenes had him searching for answers, and the mountains of the Brooks
Range was the place he always found them. His Uncle Sky Quinn’s cabin had
always been a sanctuary. After his Uncle Atian was murdered, Quinn, an Inuit
tracker, became Steven’s honorary uncle and took over as his mentor and
trainer. But Quinn was much more than that to Steven, and while calling him
uncle was a sign of respect, he knew Quinn thought of him as a son.
“I had several days’ work out here,” Quinn said when he
handed Steven a bottle of water. “Appreciate your efforts. You remind me of Atian. He used to do the same thing when
troubled.”
Steven grinned, drank half the bottle
of water, and poured the rest over his head. “It’s just what I
needed.”
“The water or the work?”
“Both.” Steven began stacking the wood.
Quinn picked up a couple pieces of wood and
added them to the stack. They worked together in silence until Quinn asked, “What’s going on?”
Steven put the last of the wood on the pile. “There’s a
monster killing young women in Anchorage.”
“Why do you think he’s doing it?”
“Because he can. Because he gets off on it. Because the
bastard has the means.”
“So, he walks among ordinary folk, his evil cleverly
hidden.”
“Exactly. How do I unmask the beast?”
“Make him come to you.”
“If I were his type that would make it easy,” Steven
frowned. “But I think this monster means to make the state bleed.
“Such creatures are cunning. You need to make yourself
known to the beast. Get in his way. But, remember, if you bait
a grizzly, be prepared for a ferocious fight.”
&
A killer plays cat and mouse with a young widow
against the snowy backdrop of an Alaskan winter.
World damnation is a psychotic man’s goal, but two
obstacles stand in his way, greed and a dedicated detective.
&
Flames burn between a hardboiled cop and a gifted artist, but soon extinguish as another man’s obsession ignites into an inferno of desire, driving him to destroy the object of his madness.
