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Bloodcraft by Amalie Howard: Excerpt and Promo!

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

All magic has its price, and no one knows that better than Victoria Warrick. Gifted with a centuries-old blood curse, Tori has finally learned to master her blood’s demands and has emerged triumphant with Christian Devereux, a vampire overlord, at her side.

But the worst is yet to come …

In the infamous City of Lights, home to both the Witch Clans and the Vampire Council, Tori enrolls at the exclusive Belles Fontaines school in Paris, where she is faced with a devastating choice: choose Christian and be an outcast, or choose the coven and secure her place with the witches.

When the fate of the supernatural world is targeted by a sinister new threat, Christian and Victoria must unite their two warring species to defeat it. Their bond will be tested, twisted, and sorely weakened, and Tori will find herself in uncharted territory—a dangerous place to be when her blood’s magic has its own dark agenda.

But to save them all, she may have no choice but to invoke its deadly power.

Goodreads Summary


Lucian knew that he was playing a dangerous game, but he’d always had a special gift for understanding what drove people. The lust for power was the same, no matter the species, and it was the one commonality that bound them across worlds. The basis of a plan formed in his head. He’d help the warlocks in return for amnesty and would convince them of his loyalty. He would give dogs his allegiance if it furthered his own cause—he wanted to eliminate the Council and assume the mantle of their leader. Lucian was a brilliant strategist, more so when his life hung in the balance. He’d sought a witch to win over to his side and, instead, he’d found a coven of warlocks who were playing both sides for their own endgame. Their goals were the same.
Only the rules had changed.
And Lucian was, if anything, a master opportunist.
He approached the warlock, his head held high with no fear in his expression or demeanor. The snake hissed at him, but Lucian ignored it. He raised an eyebrow.
“Are we going or not?” he said, his voice dripping with purposeful, barely veiled contempt. Arrogance would be the key to this performance. It implied strength and a disdain for death. Only the weak were afraid and displaying fear would be his downfall.
The warlock’s eyes narrowed, but he grasped Lucian’s shoulder. His smile was not encouraging. “Transeo.” 

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