Title: Daemoneum
Series: The Primordial Principles #2
Author: Laney McMann
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
Publication date: July 22nd 2016
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Boulder, Colorado is too quiet, and no one needs to remind Cole Spires how unnatural that is.
In the aftermath of Dracon’s death, the Daemoneum have gone into hiding. Every known Hive has been shut down and evacuated, and for the first time in Cole’s memory, the Brotherhood, Kinship, and all common houses across the country and abroad are considering lockdown. Leygates are being systematically closed around the world, and the Primordial are waiting …
In the bunker underneath the Brotherhood, Kade Sparrow is as safe as she can possibly be, or that’s the idea, but no one can explain how her Astrum necklace found its way into her bedroom. There were no footprints, no traces of breaking and entering, no evidence of any kind that someone had infiltrated the Brotherhood common house. Yet the necklace still sat on her night stand, wound in a perfect circle of gold, the tiny star glinting on its chain. And the only person who could have put it there … is dead.
In the second installment of The Primordial Principles, strange occurrences are happening across the globe. Relationships will be tested, old players will become new, foes will turn into allies, and an unlikely adversary will force Cole and Kade to go on the run.
As the fallen rise, the Primordial must unite as one.
Or all could be lost.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Laney McMann is the author of
The Fire Born Novels, The Primordial Principles,
and The CrossWorld Chronicles (coming soon)
The product of very creative parents and the most imaginative grandmother ever, she has an untapped passion for the supernatural and all things magical. Her voracious appetite for reading fantasy started really young ~ and so did her love of words.
She writes young adult dark urban fantasy novels mixed with a spike of romance, a hint of history, a dash of mythology, and lots of paranormal.
On the non-writing side of life, Laney is a former classical dancer, music snob, chef, and a right-brained thinker to a fault. When she's not dreaming up new dead ends to torture herself with, she spends her time running and playing her music way too loud.
Laney is published by J. Taylor Publishing and formerly by Booktrope Publishing.
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Crystallum
CRYSTALLUM
Plumb
stood in the driveway, hands on her hips, a piece of bright yellow paper in her
hand. Cole groaned, exhausted, as he made his way toward her. The only light
was a dim one above the front door on the Brotherhood's front porch.
Plumb
waved the paper in the air. "It's four fifteen in the morning, and I'm
afraid to even venture why I received a notice for you to appear in front of
the Warden later today. And Danny has nothing to say, which could only mean one
thing—" Plumb looked him up and down. "With the condition you're in,
I'm not sure I want to know where you've been."
"You
probably don't." Cole held his hand out for the summons.
Plumb
handed the paper over, scowling, and Cole slipped it, unopened, into his
pocket.
"Are
you going to tell me where you've been?"
"Thought
you didn't want to know." He walked toward the porch. There was a
time, when Cole was much younger, that he never would have spoken so bluntly to
his Lead, but those days, buried by all of his new responsibilities within the
Ward, had faded. They were close to equals now, even though Plumb was about
fifteen years older.
“Cole."
"I'm
tired as hell. I've been up all night." He turned to face her. "Okay?
I need to get some sleep."
"What
were you doing in the middle of the night that the Principals couldn't
handle?"
"A
girl."
"Excuse
me?"
"No...I,
no, I wasn't doing a girl. She just...never mind." He headed
for the door, flustered. The last thing he needed to do was think about Kadence
like that.
***
DAEMONEUM
“Promise
me something?” Cole whispered against her mouth, his hand gripping
hers tighter.
“Anything.”
“Don’t
let go.” His free hand whipped to the side, and a geyser of pure red
energy erupted from the ground at their feet. The sound rushed in Kade’s
ears like hurricane force winds, and her free arm immediately went around
Cole’s waist, holding his body tight against hers. “Close your eyes.”
She
did, and he kissed her again, hard. His warm lips parted her own, his tongue
found hers, and Kade yielded to him completely, their bodies molding together.
The swirling gush of energy consumed them in a spinning crackle of deafening
electricity.
Kade’s
body lifted from the ground, and spun, pressed against Cole’s, and he
never stopped kissing her, only pulled her closer, tighter, as they disappeared
from the field, from Colorado, from everything she knew.
***
***GIVEAWAY***
3 e-copies of
Crystallum & Daemoneum
Crystallum & Daemoneum
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