The Burning Seal by Jenna Storm

Thank you Mary for inviting me to spotlight my Paranormal Romantic Suspense, The Burning Seal, Book One in the Elements Series.  You're welcome Jenna. I really enjoyed this book. It's filled with all my favorite things: great characters, romance, intrigue, and paranormal.

I loved creating and developing the hero and heroine, exploring the paranormal and setting the story in New Orleans. I’m working on book two at this time. [Yay!]  I consider myself lucky to spend more time with the main characters from The Burning Seal while giving Mara and Ash [I was hoping I'd get a chance to learn more about these two!]  a chance to tell their story. I hope to finish their story soon. The ideas are already popping into my head for the third book. [Oh! How exciting!]

I’m giving away a copy of The Burning Seal, (ebook format) to a random commenter so please leave your email along with a comment. 

I hope you enjoy the excerpt!

 Back Cover:

Detective Danni Keegan is plunged into a dark, demonic world where survival depends on deciphering the connection between ritual killings, and a demon terrorizing her for a “gift” she wasn’t even aware she possessed. She must unravel her dreams of another woman who lived during ancient times and battled a bloodthirsty demon—the same demon who now hunts Danni. The loss of her body and soul looms imminent as her only chance to destroy the demon depends on changing her new partner’s convictions. He is a sinfully sexy man, who exudes power and self-assurance with the ease of breathing and has an iron-willed determination not to believe in the paranormal.

Excerpt:

This excerpt is from a chapter in the book where Danni is at the police station (District) looking for her boss Sam and runs into Chase, a fellow detective (and hero in story) with a healthy disbelief in the paranormal.

Chase spotted her and strode forward. His hostility breached the closed door before he did. He stepped into the hall and pulled the door shut. His gaze raked her. Gold sparked in his brown eyes and then disappeared.

“Have you seen Sam?” The last bit of her strength went into managing a strong tone.

“Why?”

A run-in with Chase was inevitable, but she didn’t want it when her emotions were so high, her control shot. She shook her head and left him standing there.

He called out to her retreating back. “It’s his day off, but he was planning to work in his office.”

He trotted to catch up. “Something wrong?”

“You can get back to what you were doing I don’t need an escort. I know my way around.”

He matched her pace. “Why don’t you just tell me now and save me some time? From the look on your face I’ll be hearing about it anyway.”

She ignored him. Maybe she’d catch a break and he’d just vanish. Weirder things had happened lately. Unfortunately, no poof of smoke took Chase away.

They reached the desk sergeant and once Sam answered his page, she went to his office as he’d instructed and waited. She couldn’t fake normalcy any longer. Her pasted smile slipped as doubts took hold. How would she explain what she saw? How would she get through the retelling without losing control? Her stomach pitched in anticipation of the next few minutes. She had to give them enough information to explain the homicide, but she couldn’t tell them a demon committed the crime.

Chase planted himself inside the door. At least he didn’t bother her with small talk. His eyes followed her, as if his stare could break down her walls. A fake conversation would have been impossible while she used all her energy to stop the woman’s screams from ricocheting in her head.

“What’s happened Danni? It’s obvious you’re upset.”

She forced her teeth to release her lower lip. “I’m fine.” She needed to hold onto her emotions. If she slipped, the pain, and fear from the night before would get the better of her.

“This is fine?” he asked, blandly.

“It’s pretty good considering.” She laughed harshly. “You should leave now. You won’t like the conversation in the next few minutes.”

“That bad, huh?”

“Let’s just say you need to have an open mind for what I’m about to tell Sam. And we both know you don’t.”

He shoved off the door frame. “Ah. Another trip into the Twilight Zone I take it.”

“I don’t care what you think. Only Sam needs to believe me.”

He stood scant inches from her. “If you’re playing Sam I’ll find out, and cop or not, I’ll make your life a living hell. Understand?” His warning came out low and hard, matched by the barely perceptible curl of his upper lip.

She resisted backing away. “I’m already in hell you can’t make it any worse.”

“Watch me.

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