Stranger at the Hell Gate
Ash Krafton
Genre:
urban fantasy
Publisher:
The Wild Rose Press
Date of
Publication: March 2013
ASIN: B00C14X6SG
Word
Count: 20000
Cover
Artist: Debbie Taylor
Book Description:
Jagger Sintallon, a half-demon warrior, has
dedicated his existence to fighting demons who enter the world through Hell
gates. A loner of conflicting ideals, he offers shelter to a troubled woman but
knows he is too rough, too dangerous, and too cocky for her delicate nature.
Dedicated to Divine Will, Sonya Camael, a Seraph, is determined to discover why
she is drawn to Jagger's doorstep and the reason behind her mission. She needs
the demon's help but fears he may get himself killed before she can figure it
out and the world slips into Hell's dominion.
Sonya faces grave danger with evil stalking her
every move, and Jagger shouldn't care but realizes he cares more than he'd
likely admit. Sonya knows Jagger cannot win this war alone, but will her divine
intervention mean his imminent end? Or will just the right combination of
Heaven and Hell set the world right once again?
Short Excerpt:
Jagger
hung his head, looking very much out of patience. With an exasperated huff, he
turned in place, his boots clomping. Cocky stance, head back, and eyes daring
her to say something. But these things she only partially registered because
when he turned to face her, his entire upper body—chest, face, arms—glowed with
the marks of past insult and injury. And that sickle shape burned into the skin
over his heart—
She
whimpered, heart-sick to see him in this way. Her mother's blood cried out at
the thought of what agony he must have endured to stand here now, so marred and
wounded. Covering her eyes, she dispelled the Seraph sight and fought the
tears.
"Hey."
He was in front of her within moments, pulling her hands down and leaning to
peer at her downturned face. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"You.
You've been through so much. Just look at you."
"I'd
rather not. I'm not a pretty guy."
"Jagger.
These scars. You have countless hurts. I can't see a part of you that isn't
injured." She raised her eyes, tears brimming on her lower lashes.
"Let me help you."
"What,
you're a plastic surgeon?"
She
swallowed and regained part of her composure. "Better."
He
looked alarmed and rocked back on his heels. "You don't mean—"
"Yes,
I do." She held onto his hands and kept him from backing away. This felt
right, this decision.
His
eyes shifted. "Ah, I don't think it's a good idea, doll. Our kinds don't
mix well."
About the Author:
Ash
Krafton writes from the heart…of the Pennsylvania coal region, that is.
BLEEDING
HEARTS (Demimonde #1) is a six-time RWA finalist and was voted "Reviewer
Top Pick" by Gravetells.com. Ash continues the story of Sophie and her
Demivampires in her latest release BLOOD RUSH (Demimonde #2). She's hard at
work (when she isn't watching Doctor Who) writing the third book, WOLF'S BANE.
Ash
Krafton's poetry and short fiction has appeared in several journals, including
Niteblade, Bete Noire, Abandoned Towers, and Silver Blade. She's a member of
Pennwriters, RWA, and Maryland Writers Association. She lurks near her blog and contributes to the QueryTracker blog.
Ash
lives with her family and their German Shepherd dog deep in the Pennsylvania
wilds, awaiting the day the TARDIS appears in the driveway (the dog most likely
keeps the Doctor away. What a beast.)
Until
then, she writes.
Find Ash at:
