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Succubus:
Shadows of the Beast
T.W.
Mordrake
Genre: Paranormal and Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Nocturnal Trinity
Date of Publication: May 16th, 2015
ASIN: B00WV6L28A
Number of pages: 475 pages
Word Count: 138,000 words
Cover Artist: Ravenborn
Book Description:
Entering the real world after
college often educates one to the true horrors of the harsh obstacles life has
to offer. For Kailey Yates the discoveries are far more terrifying and
dangerous. Two days before she graduated with a degree in investigative
journalism, her brother Vincent is found dead in his swimming pool with a
syringe stuck in his arm. His death is ruled as a suicide, but Kailey doesn't
buy it.
She suspects Vincent's new wife
Cassie is the one who actually killed him. Her suspicions are drawn from his
rapid health deterioration during his short six month marriage. During one of
her last Skype conversations she had with Vincent, Kailey's roommate Raven
witnesses their conversation and immediately senses that Vincent is being soul-drained
by a succubus. Since Raven is a witch, Kailey has no doubt about her friend's
perception and concludes that Cassie must be the demon responsible.
Kailey leaves Boston and flies to
Seattle for her brother's funeral. While there she investigates the
circumstance surrounding his death. She uncovers dark information that leads
her to Nocturnal Trinity, a nightclub in the heart of Seattle. And worse, the
underground club is run by a powerful alliance of vampires, demons, and witches
that wish to protect Cassie at all costs, which includes killing Kailey or
anyone else if necessary.
Warning: Adults 18+ due to adult
theme/scene.
Available at Amazon
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Kailey Yates knew
that her brother Vincent would never have killed himself had it not been for
his new wife, Cassie. And yet, Kailey
stood at Vincent’s graveside while the workers prepared to lower her brother’s
casket into the cold ground, his final resting place.
The gray overcast
Seattle sky with its chilly swirling mists set the mood for the burial and the
gloom that also possessed her broken heart.
The towering leafless oaks in the cemetery were sinister skeletons
forewarning that the dangerous kiss of winter’s death would soon settle over
them, harsher than ever before.
One never escaped
death, but sometimes death came too early with an unfairness that made Kailey
want to scream at the heavens from her inner rage and loss. After all, her brother had been a successful
attorney in his early thirties and destined to become the first in their family
that had graduated from college to live a prosperous lifestyle. He was never a man who entertained suicidal
thoughts.
The workers and
his ritzy friends from the Langston Law Firm had come out in great number. She estimated no less than one hundred people
had arrived. Never had she seen so many
expensive suits and vehicles. Coming
from a modest middleclass family, she never imagined she or her brother would
rub elbows with the upper class of society, but he had been adamant that they
would be wealthy and worked painstakingly to get them there.
While the priest
gave the eulogy, the men and women stood stoically silent, their eyes staring
at Vincent’s casket. The priest finished
speaking and led the audience in a proper prayer, praying that Vincent’s soul
found forgiveness and mercy for leaving this world by suicide.
How fitting,
Kailey thought, wringing her hands.
Blame the innocent for what the murderer did.
While the others
respectfully closed their eyes, she gazed around, trying to see Cassie, but the
two men standing in front of her sister-in-law blocked Kailey’s view. Moments after the priest finished his lengthy
ill-placed prayer, the wealthy people mingled to hug, shake hands, and chat.
The slight breeze
swirled Kailey’s long reddish-brown curls, forcing her to pull her hair back
and letting it fall onto her back and shoulders. Her jaw suddenly tightened, hiding the
wrinkles that deepened into cute dimples whenever she smiled. Her hazel eyes suddenly blazed with anger and
vengeance.
Across the grave
Cassie stood dressed in a form-fitting black skirt that accentuated her perfect
curves and perhaps distastefully revealed more leg than what was suitable at a
funeral for one’s husband. Her tight
long-sleeved jacket cut off at her midriff, revealing her well-defined
abs. She wore black-netted hose and
velvety black high heels. Hell,
streetwalkers wore more clothes in this cold weather.
Cassie hid her
pale face behind a white handkerchief and sobbed. Kailey understood how a man might be
immediately drawn to Cassie’s exquisite beauty.
Her slender oval face with high cheekbones gave her a regal presence
even at this dismal funeral. She carried
herself with the utmost grace, in spite of her poor choice of attire, but she
also had a seductively dark energy radiating from her.
When Cassie’s dark
eyes met Kailey’s, Cassie lowered her hands and meekly folded the
handkerchief. Her tearless eyes weren’t
even slightly tinged red. A bit of
amusement curled Cassie’s pouty lips. An
odd flicker of recognition blazed in her eyes and hinted slight detestation,
even though they had never met in person.
Kailey felt the resentment and didn’t understand why, unless Cassie had
somehow figured out that Kailey suspected her of murdering Vincent, which
Kailey did. Perhaps Cassie read it in
her eyes. Or worse, perhaps this
she-devil could read Kailey’s thoughts.
Moments later,
Cassie broke their connection and returned to her fake sobs, wiping at her eyes
with the cloth in a way that demanded pity from the solemn onlookers.
One of Vincent’s
former attorney friends wore a gray pinstriped suit and overcoat. He approached Cassie to console her. He was trim with brown hair, a firm jaw, and
offered a tender smile as he spoke to the widow. She buried her face against the man’s
chest. Obviously surprised by her
approach, he gently patted her back from an awkward distance, but Cassie
aggressively wrapped her arms around him.
To lessen his discomfort in the situation, he finally leaned in closer
and embraced her.
She nuzzled
against his chest, reached beneath his jacket, and clung to him. Her body shook with what people nearby might
consider being violent heaving sobs. He
rested his chin atop her head and whispered.
His hands gently rubbed her back, and she seemed to calm at his touch
and gentle words. She stopped sobbing
and became less broken.
Don’t you see that
those tears aren’t real? A slight breeze
rustled Kailey’s long flowing brown hair.
Instead of remorse for her brother’s death, she felt a growing
resentment toward his widow. A bitter
taste came to the back of her throat, and she fought the rising gag reflex from
seeing this woman’s blatant slutty behavior and utter disrespect for her
husband. What did Vincent ever see in
you?
Kailey also
battled the growing urge to march across the cemetery and rattle the woman with
several jabs to Cassie’s face and swift punches to her stomach.
Another
place. Another time.
Kailey’s
sister-in-law, even now, wore little makeup.
Her lipstick was a bright red hue, which made her pale reflection appear
even lighter. Her raven hair was neatly
styled with silver pins and sprigs of Lady’s Breath. Her pretend tears had not smudged the dark
mascara around her eyes, and with her ashen complexion she resembled a corpse
better than her brother probably had at his viewing. To others, even the hundred or more attending
the funeral, she appeared stately, reserved, and the perfect widow.
Well played,
Kailey thought. You’ve fooled them, but
not me.
Cassie was a cold
parasite that had preyed upon Vincent, seduced him into marrying her, and then
taken his life to possess his wealth and million-dollar estate. Kailey couldn’t act on her suspicions
alone. She needed proof. The coroner had ruled her brother’s death as
a suicide, but she believed it was not.
Relevant details had never been disclosed to her, and she wanted
answers.
Vincent had been
murdered. Cassie had killed him, made it
look like a suicide, and Kailey was determined to prove it.
About
the Author:
T.W. Mordrake writes Urban Fantasy,
Paranormal Romance, and Fantasy. A lover
of all things mystical, T.W. explores the strange, unusual, and haunted places
in the U.S., which lends to the underlying charm for writing about the
paranormal creatures that lurk in the dark shadows of night.
@TWMordrake
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Author Name: T.W.
Mordrake
Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you
want to be?
I believe being a
writer was inevitable. At an early age,
books captivated me. My mother read to me a lot, but I learned to read and
spell before I was four years old. But,
I have been a lot of things over the years—a scientist, an educator, and I will
always be a researching student.
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
I wrote short stories
as a child. When I was eleven I wrote my
first novel. In the sixth grade we had
to write a short story and present it before the class. Mine was a funny story and the class erupted
in laughter, which showed me early what the power of words can do.
I dropped out of
college after my freshman year and returned to college seven years later. I remember nervously handing in my first
essay, fearful that I had done an awful job.
At the beginning of the next class, the teacher read it aloud, stating
how good it was. That was the moment I
felt validation.
How long did it take to get your first book published?
Probably ten years.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us
more about it?
Currently I am
writing fulltime under various pen names.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to
summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
Succubus: Shadows of
the Beast is my latest book.
Kailey Yates
investigates her brother’s killer and discovers a group of supernatural beings
also want her dead.
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
Self-publish.
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the
original idea to finishing writing it?
It really depends
upon the book. With Succubus, the book practically flowed right out over a four-month
period. I have another novel that I’ve
been working on for ten years. For some
reason, other ideas pull me away from it.
What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a
different genre?
I see at least three
more novels in the Succubus (Nocturnal Trinity Series).
What genre would you place your books into?
Succubus is
paranormal romance/urban fantasy. Under other names I write science fiction and
fantasy; also some children’s novels as well.
Sneak by T.W. Mordrake author page on FB and like it. That’s the best
way to know what else is coming out. PM
me if you wish to discover the others. ;)
What made you decide to write that genre of book?
Honestly, the books
decide and I follow the muse(s).
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are
they your favorite?
Kailey Yates is a
unique character. She’s bi, an atheist,
and trains in MMA fighting. She only
believes in something if she has the solid facts to prove it. When she’s thrust into a world of supernatural
creatures that she never knew existed, she has to make adjustments quickly or
die. It’s how she handles the internal
struggles that make her grow and hope to survive.
How long have you been writing?, and who or what inspired you
to write?
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You
listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
For the past couple
of months, I have been writing in the university library. I don’t have access to the Internet while I
am there, so I have fewer distractions with Facebook, checking emails,
etc. I have churned out 8-12 pages a
day, and 17 pages on a great day. The
isolation is quite productive.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
I seldom check
anymore. Early on, I did, but I don’t
really think about that now. Don’t get
me wrong, authors need reviews and it’s wonderful that someone will take the
time to write one after reading a book.
Reviews do help authors and future readers.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose
the title?
It’s about 50/50.
How do you come up with characters names and place names in
your books?
Often the name comes
to me. The location for Succubus is in
Seattle. It just came onto the page, so
I did a LOT of research on Seattle and found it’s a place I’d love to
live. But the city and the surrounding
area was exactly where the book needed to take place.
Are character names and place names decided after their
creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?
Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy
girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
Characters reveal
themselves to me as the story unfolds.
Their dialogue, decision-making, and interaction come spontaneously.
Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your
books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story
is..")
While some might
argue, none are intended. I’m not a fan
of preachy books, so I try to never author one.
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I really love my
Kindle, but I keep paperbacks in my car, too.
I have shelves of books (hardback and paperback) and boxes of books that
I have no place to set out, which is why the Kindle is a nice addition to my library.
What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?
I have so many
favorites. I’m currently rereading the early Anita Blake books by Laurell K.
Hamilton.
Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you
favorite/worst book to movie transfer?
Books are always
better than the movie. Sorry, Hollywood.
Your favorite food is?
Lasagna
Your favorite singer/group is?
My taste in music is
as vast as my taste in books. Too many
to pick from.
Your favorite color is?
Black
Your favorite Author is?
Once again thank you for the interview.
Jeanine
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