Promo/Spotlight Tour: Speak of the Devil by J.M. Gregoire
Speak Of The Devil
(Demon Legacy #2)
(Demon Legacy #2)
by J.M. Gregoire
Blurb:
Nearly half a year has passed since Asmodeus opened the gateway allowing an unknown number of demons to spill onto our plane of existence. A fatal standoff has left Dez on her own to hunt the stray demons down and send them back to Hell where they belong. Her life has become a never-ending cycle of violence and bloodshed, further tainted by a deepening depression and a longing for the person she had to leave behind.
When Dez receives an unexpected phone call, she makes her way to the northern Arizona desert to see an old friend. Upon arrival, there is a message waiting for her from beyond the grave, and she realizes before she can go any further, she must face the one thing she’s been dreading for months. To make matters worse, the message is meant to help her mission, but it forces Dez into an impossible choice.
Only Dez can decide which road to take, but will she be able to handle the consequences of her decision?
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Excerpt
Dez
reached up and turned the key back to shut the engine off. With the
engine’s rumbling cut off, silence fell across the desert. Rather
than sit in a silent void, Dez reached back up and turned the key
slightly, Shaun Morgan’s voice blasting out of the speakers with
the Seether song she'd been listening to while she was driving. She
turned the volume down to a less deafening level, and then glanced at
her phone to check the time. Provided he didn’t stop anywhere, the
clock on the glowing screen told her Vegas should be there any
minute.
She shut the screen off and leveled her gaze on the horizon. Her anxiety about seeing Vegas again had created a perfect storm of mixed emotions, from giddy excitement to absolute dread. Her unease got the better of her, and when she noticed herself nervously fidgeting with the phone in her hands, she took a deep breath in an attempt to steady herself.
She shut the screen off and leveled her gaze on the horizon. Her anxiety about seeing Vegas again had created a perfect storm of mixed emotions, from giddy excitement to absolute dread. Her unease got the better of her, and when she noticed herself nervously fidgeting with the phone in her hands, she took a deep breath in an attempt to steady herself.
“This
is ridiculous,” she scolded herself in a whisper. She opened her
door and climbed out, hoping a little physical motion would dispel
some energy and help her focus. She slowly wandered the parking lot
while occasionally glancing at her phone to see how much time had
passed. Finally, she heard the unmistakable sound of tires on rough
pavement in the distance.
Dez went to stand next to the Merc, using the car to obstruct anyone else’s view from what she was doing. She pulled her gun out of the holster, quickly checking to be sure the safety was off and there was a round in the chamber. She didn’t know whether or not she would have to use it, but she wanted to play it safe. Just in case.
Dez went to stand next to the Merc, using the car to obstruct anyone else’s view from what she was doing. She pulled her gun out of the holster, quickly checking to be sure the safety was off and there was a round in the chamber. She didn’t know whether or not she would have to use it, but she wanted to play it safe. Just in case.
The
metallic beige sedan slowed at the corner and turned into the parking
lot. The tinted windows made it difficult to make out the
features of who was behind the wheel, but Dez would know that
silhouette anywhere. He cut the already quiet engine and opened
the door. Her breath caught in her throat as his hulking frame
eased out of the car. When Vegas' eyes locked with hers, Dez
noticed his were glowing brightly. He only briefly looked away
from her to shut the car door behind him, and then slowly started
toward her. After a few steps, Dez’s heart began to
frantically pound in her chest. In a moment of panic, not sure
if the glowing eyes meant he was happy to see her or ready to kill
her, Dez grabbed her gun and aimed it at the center of his forehead.
“That’s
close enough!” Vegas stopped where he was and continued to stare at
her, his expression unreadable. “Before I get to why I called
you out here,” Dez explained, “I need to know where we stand.”
“Where
we stand?” The tone of his voice was harsh and cold.
Although there was no smile on his face, she was sure he was mocking
her.
“Yes,”
she continued, “where we stand. I need to know exactly how
much trouble I’m in right now. I need to know how much you
hate me. Are you here to kill me?”
Rather
than words, Vegas took another step toward her in response.
Mirroring his movements, Dez took a step back, never lowering her
gun. Between the obvious flex of Vegas’ jaw muscles and the
glow of his eyes becoming brighter, Dez guessed he was pretty pissed
off.
“Vegas,
say something.” Dez did her best to remain firm in her
standing, but the three words came out sounding more like a plea.
“Please,”
he replied. His response held no emotion and had no inflection.
“Please
what?”
“I
won’t ask again.”
“What
the fuck are you talking about?” Dez shouted the question at him,
her composure starting to crumble. “You didn’t ask
anything!”
Vegas
began to take another step forward and Dez dropped the barrel of the
gun and fired a warning shot at his feet. Finally Vegas stopped
moving and began to speak.
“You
and I both know I could cross the space between us, take that gun out
of your hand, and snap your neck, all before your brain would have
the chance to send the signal to your trigger finger. I’m not
here to hurt you.” His final sentence was slow and deliberate
to emphasize his words.
“I told you to stay back,” she replied calmly.
“I can up and disappear. You know this. Don’t push me.”
In a
flash of movement, Vegas rushed at her, took her gun, and pinned her
up against the side of the Merc. A low growl emanated from his
chest as he stared into her now jet black eyes. Tears welled up,
threatening her resolve.
“Have you been given
orders on me?” She managed to get the question out before a
tear spilled over and rolled down her cheek.
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happens next in Speak of the Devil…
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Bestselling author J.M. Gregoire was born and raised in New Hampshire, USA and despite her abhorrence for any season that dares to drop to a temperature below seventy degrees, she still currently resides there with her two children and her two cats. Always a passionate reader, her love of urban fantasy books eventually morphed into a love of writing them. She is currently working on the Demon Legacy series and has a Demon Legacy spinoff series, the Killer Instinct series, coming soon.
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