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“The Vampire King by Heather Killough-Walden is riveting. Might wanna keep an eye on this author.”
- USA Today
It was immediate for Roman. In three thousand years, he’d never lost control of his emotions, or his heart. But the moment he laid eyes on Evelynne Farrow, he knew she was the woman who haunted his dreams. And everything changed.
Evie Farrow has always loved a good vampire romance. In fact, she makes a living writing them. While sitting in a coffee shop and working on her next mega-hot book, Evie is approached by a tall, dark, and handsome man who could have been pulled directly from one of her novels.
Unbeknownst to her, Roman D’Angelo is exactly what he appears to be – a vampire, and not just any vampire but the king of vampires.
Unfortunately, while Roman is both ancient and invulnerable, Evie is flesh and blood. Just as Roman decides that he and Evie have a date with destiny, for reasons of their own an ancient god and a homicidal vampire take an equally strong interest in her.
Can Roman fight off the incredible forces that would have Evie as their own long enough to win her heart, or will destiny betray him and destroy everything he has ever dreamed of?
Welcome to the beginning of The Kings.
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Thirteen lone sovereigns rule from solitary thrones over lands filled with the strange and supernatural. They’ve done so since the beginning of time. But something is changing in the Thirteen Realms.
A high witch has a vision of a chess board. On the board are thirteen kings… and thirteen queens.
Magic stirs the universe. Thirteen new thrones wait empty.
A legendary dragon, an ancient vampire, a powerful warlock, the darkest fae lord, and even Time itself will at long last know the ecstasy of true love – but must fight against those even stronger than they are to keep from losing it.
The Kings is a bestselling paranormal romance series by NYT and USA Today bestselling author Heather Killough-Walden. Included in this box set are all thirteen full-length books of The Kings series and the bonus bridge book, Withered.
This box set (3,600 pages):
The Vampire King
The Phantom King
The Warlock King
The Goblin King
The Seelie King
The Unseelie King
The Shadow King
The Winter King
The Demon King
The Shifter King
The Nightmare King
The Dragon King
The Time King
Monsters, Book One: The good, The Bad, The Cursed (buy links below)
Angela Clemens, “Angel,” has no love for vampires. Talented and stunning, she is second-in-command of her warden clan, and wardens are employed by the sovereigns to police the supernatural realms. So she’s met her fair share of vampires and can certainly deal with them on a professional basis. But fifteen years ago a vampire took something precious from her, turning her life upside down. Vampires are the reason she’s a warden in the first place. To say the least, she doesn’t trust them. And she definitely wouldn’t consider dating one. Especially given the blood in her veins is the blood of a healer, the rarest in the world.
But Jacob Crow of the Monsters MC warden clan sets his green eyes on Angel during an important meeting with the sovereigns. The Native American vampire is called to the meeting along with four other wardens for a priority job. And in that very moment, Angel unwittingly consumes his mind, his heart, and his very sanity. She’s under his skin; he wants her like he’s never wanted anything in his long life. But Jake learns about her past and what his kind did to her. To make matters worse, he learns she’s a healer. Powerful and dangerous men are tirelessly hunting her, and she’s forced to fight those who would otherwise ensnare her.And he knows she’ll fight him too.But Jake is a former soldier who has lived through the devil’s nightmares. He’s never been one to back down from a challenge. He doesn’t mind a good fight.One way or another he’ll break through the healer’s walls – and make Angel give herself to him, body and soul.
“Monsters” is a brand new PNR series by NYT and USA Today bestselling author, Heather Killough-Walden. Monsters takes place in the same universe as The Kings, The Big Bad Wolf, and The Lost Angels series.
Monsters, Book One: The Good, The Bad, The Cursed is available now. Buy links are below.
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From the “Monsters” PNR Series,
Book One: The Good, The Bad, The Cursed
By Heather Killough-Walden
Cain was quiet while Jake filled his own gas tank. Human motorcycle riders would do well to remain silent while fueling so they could listen carefully and be certain not to over-fill the tank. But Jake wasn’t human, and neither was Cain, and they didn’t need to remain quiet to hear the fuel in the tank just fine. Cain was thinking. And Jake had the sinking feeling he knew what about.
He could feel Cain’s eyes on him. It was unnerving to be scrutinized by such a perceptive man, even after half a century and despite the fact they were best friends. “She knows what we are?” Cain finally asked point blank.
Jake didn’t have to reply. Cain knew damn well Angel had found out about their true nature. With what she’d been through at the hands of his kind, he was impressed at how well she’d handled the news. She’d neither set him on fire nor chopped off his head. Given she was a warden, he was considering it a win.
Jake braced one arm on the seat of his bike as he filled the tank. It wasn’t a huge tank; it took all of a minute or two before he was done.
“So, you baptize this union yet?” Cain asked as he took the fuel pump from Jake’s hand and inserted it deep into his own gas tank.
Jake stiffened. He turned and leaned back on the seat of his bike, crossing his arms over his chest and his legs at the ankles. He felt wound tight, ready to snap. “You serious right now?” He looked up, meeting Cain’s piercing blue gaze.
“I’ve met your girl, Jake,” Cain said. He laughed softly, no doubt recalling how he’d helped Angel when she’d run from Santiago, right into Monsters territory.
No need to remind me. Even that made Jake mad with jealousy. He didn’t want another man’s hands on Angel…. But if it had to be anyone else who’d helped her that night, he’d have chosen Cain. “She’s one in a billion,” Cain continued, “and I’m betting she’s under your skin. So if she knows what you are, then what’s the hold up?”
Jake looked at the ground and sighed. “I’m not having this discussion with you.” Though he now realized this was exactly why Cain had asked him to partner with him on this poker run. He’d wanted to have this talk about Angel. Which meant Jake probably wasn’t going to get out of it, no matter how hard he fought.
No one said no to Cain. Sometimes they begged it… but that was different.
Cain replaced the fuel nozzle in its casing at the pump. “Jake, a member of my team is driven to the point of distraction, and I can’t have that.” His voice was steady and calm as always, but stern. “Angel wants you, right?”
Jake felt a twinge in his gums where his fangs were once again reminding him they were there and ready. Yeah, she wanted him. Her mind might have convinced her it was a very bad idea, but her body disagreed whole heartedly. Jake recalled her hitching breaths, the hammering of her heart, and the scent of her arousal as he’d pinned her to the shining black paint of his car. That, at least, she couldn’t hide from him. “That isn’t the problem,” he ground out.
“Well, I know you want her. Hell, we all know that much. So, take her already.”
“Damn it, Cain….”
Cain recapped his gas tank. He studied Jake in silence, and finally draped his muscled forearm across the left handlebar of his bike. “I get it. You’re scared shitless.”
Jake said nothing. There was no point in either confirming or denying it. Cain already knew. The bastard knew everything.
“You think you’ll lose control and turn her.”
No, I don’t think I will. I know I will.
“Would that be such a bad thing, Crow?”
If Jake had been drinking, he would have choked. His head snapped up, and his green eyes met irises of powerful blue. “I wouldn’t let her go, Cain.” If he turned her, he would keep her. He would never let her leave his side. She would belong to him body, heart, and soul. Because there was no way in hell he would let her sink her little fangs into another man’s throat. Ever.
“I know,” said Cain.
Jake’s gaze narrowed. “What are you telling me right now?”
Cain regarded him in more enigmatic silence for a moment, then he straightened, coming around his bike to mount it. Once in the seat, he kicked up the stand with the heel of his boot and rolled the bike backward with strong legs until he was parallel to Jake, who hadn’t moved.
Cain stopped flush with him and looked him in the eye. “Jake, this isn’t Neverland. Whatever it might look like, boys still grow into men. And men need women.” He nodded at Jake’s bike. “That saddle is big enough for two.”
The leader of the Monsters clan started up his bike. The thunder of a V-twin engine filled the gas station’s lot. But Jake heard his companion’s next words loud and clear anyway.
“And frankly, I’m sick of seeing nothing but your ugly mugs around me all the time.” He revved the engine, making it bellow before adding, “I could use something beautiful to look at for a change.”
Jake watched Cain tear out of the lot. His words worked their way through him like a light switch flicking on, a contract being signed.
And with a small smile creeping onto his sensuous lips and new purpose fueling his determination, Jacob Crow mounted his own motorcycle. The ’88 Harley Davidson Softail Springer’s V-twin engine bellowed like a caged thunderstorm begging to be released. He kicked up its stand and granted that release, following Cain’s tail lights into the fog-filled night.
From the “Monsters” PNR Series,
Book One: The Good, The Bad, The Cursed
By Heather Killough-Walden
Coming Halloween, 2018
During an ultimate war with evil and the battle that brought it to an end once and for all, The Kings and Queens of the Thirteen Realms joined forces against Hatred, Lust, and Death… and in the ensuing catastrophic chaos, the fabric of time and space was fundamentally fractured. Two dimensions collided, bringing changes both large and small, sudden yet eternal.
It has forced the Sovereigns of the Thirteen to exist in a brand new world that only they are aware has changed.
In this brand new world are new humans, and alongside them in the shadows and hidden doorways, new non-humans. Some are strange and splendid. Others are wonderful but wrong.
Melody Margaret Tannym is eighteen years old, and she goes by the name Mimi amongst her friends. Mimi is a dragon. However, one of her friends is quite special too – or about to be – and neither one of them has any clue. This new world carries with it new forces, and those forces play upon the young man, altering him as much as the altered world and plunging Mimi and her companion into the dangerous underworld depths of the new supernatural kingdoms.
Worse yet, the colliding dimensions weakened a very old barrier, one that has kept a primordial and powerful atrocity at bay for countless millennia. Only one creature, one darkly brilliant soul, stands between this evil force and the new world. But Bantariax the Great Black Dragon can only remain vigilant against his deadly foe for so long. For even he in his ancient draconic splendor has his weaknesses… beautiful and precious beyond measure. And new worlds have brought new chances for his enemy to prey upon them.
Withered is a bridge novella by Heather Killough-Walden linking The Lost Angels series and The Kings series to the upcoming Monsters series.
Monsters are coming Halloween, 2018.
Withered Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Withered-Bridge-Novella-HKW-Universe-ebook/dp/B07H1FLTV7/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1535928506&sr=8-1&keywords=withered+heather+killough-walden
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RELEASE DATE ANNOUNCEMENT
For so many reasons, I wanted my release date news to correspond with the blood moon eclipse. And it does.
“Withered,” the bridge novella linking The Kings series to the upcoming Monsters series, will release September 3, 2018. Preorders will most likely be available, and I will make the announcement when they go up.
“Monsters: The Good, The Bad, The Cursed” will release October 31, 2018. I will make the announcement when preorders for this 1st book in the Monsters series become available. Monsters is a brand new paranormal romance series set in the same universe as The Big Bad Wolf books, The Lost Angels series, and The Kings.
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Book One: The Good, The Bad, The Cursed
By Heather Killough-Walden
Angela glanced sidelong at the large man she had barely managed to bind.
“He’s still coming for you,” he told her. “Even now.” She closed her eyes for a moment as his voice rolled over her. “And he won’t be coming alone. I’m betting he’s got a dozen more on your tail by now.”
He was resting against the boulders behind him, his long legs bent, boot heels dug into the dirt in front of him. His head was tilted back on the rocks, and he gazed at her through narrowed slits that were as piercing as they’d ever been. His clothing was torn in a few places, but the bleeding from the gash in his forehead had stopped.
Jacob Crow was a beautiful man. She’d thought as much from the moment she’d first met him. But he was a dangerous man too. Especially to her. Especially now.
She looked away and strode to the fire she’d built, lifting his pack closer so she could go through it with proper lighting.
“You’re only prolonging the inevitable,” he said. It was something she knew he would never normally say, and it sounded strange coming from his lips.
“That isn’t you talking,” she said softly without looking up.
“Then how about this?” he asked next. She did look up now. He lifted away from the wall of rock behind him, strong enough to do so despite the cuffs holding his arms behind his back. He was strong. He was capable. And his motorcycle club “brother,” David was out there somewhere; she could feel it. He was getting closer. One of them, she could handle on a very good day. But both of them, not a chance. She’d only gotten lucky with Jacob. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her. She hadn’t been under the same compunction, hence the gash in his forehead. “You’re wearing yourself down, Angel. You can’t keep this up forever.” He gave her a knowing look, deep and penetrating. “I can tell you’re growing weak.” And then he chuckled, no doubt feeling the gash in his forehead. “Well, at least in magic.”
Angel looked away. She stifled the need to swallow past the tightening of her throat. Instead she said, “You’re not yourself, Jake,” and pulled the rations out of his pack to rip them open. When she turned back to face him, he was simply watching her, his singular, light green eyes glinting. And she knew his mind was working.
Despite everything, Jake wasn’t her enemy. Her enemy was ancient. He’d had a long time to live and a long time to learn, so he was also very smart. He’d proven as much by singling out two of the small handful of men in the entire multiverse who could actually defeat her. He’d somehow gotten to them and turned them to his cause. He’d used powerful magic to do so. It had to be powerful, strong enough to make it past the inked protection both men had tattooed on their bodies.
The ink was a warden thing, and in particular a “Monsters” biker gang thing. Those men, collectively and in warden circles referred to as simply the Monsters, were lead by the most feared warden of the lot: Cain. No one knew how old Cain was, but it was generally agreed he’d been around millennia – and he had learned a thing or two over the years. The ink was one of them. Rumors had it he’d gleaned the trick from someone even older than he was.
Which was why it was so impressive that Malek Taal of the Taal fae had pushed past that ancient inked magic and infiltrated the minds of two Monsters members, siccing them on her like blood hounds. Now he wasn’t the only one hunting her down, and Jacob was right. There were probably actually more. Like maybe their sentinel and friend, Lucian, who went by the shortened name “Luke.”
She’d met Luke once, the same day she met all the Monsters brothers. He was kind and strong and good, and she’d taken an instant liking to him. But if David Sharpe told his sentinel that she needed to be neutralized, he would believe him. They’d known each other for years and they trusted one another. She did not need a sentinel as powerful as Luke thinking she was the bad guy.
It was why she hadn’t called out for her own sentinel. She was half afraid Luke would hear her instead.
Jake was also right about her growing weary. She was using magic to keep the light of the fire from glowing past the boundaries of her camp. She didn’t want to help his brother locate her any easier. And she was using more magic to keep Jacob bound in those cuffs. She didn’t have the strength to cast a healing spell right now, which was why he was still injured. He would heal, and a hell of a lot faster than a human, but she could have seen to it that he bore no mark at all. She definitely didn’t have it in her to throw down with him again.
“What did he tell you, Jake? What does he have you believing about me that makes it so important you turn me in?”
Jacob slowly leaned back. Something uncertain flashed across his strong, handsome features – just for a split instant. But then he shook his head. “That it needs to be done.”
Angel blinked. She frowned. “That’s it? He didn’t tell you I was dangerous? That I was killing innocents or something? That I needed to be neutralized? Reined in? Restrained?”
Jake laughed softly again and let his head fall back against the stone behind him. His laugh was deep and beautiful, and his Adam’s apple moved in his strong throat, tempting her. Making her lips tingle. She recalled the way he felt standing beside her, tall and capable and supportive. He smelled like leather and gun oil and deodorant and battle. Like the song said, fresh from the fight. She’d been instantly, if secretly, smitten.
“I already knew you were dangerous,” he told her. His smile grew bigger, white and predatory. A hint of fang peeked from behind his lips.
Angel looked away again, and now she felt a heat move up through her. Her heart was hammering. Her attention was slipping. Focus, she told herself. You need to keep him restrained. And remember, David is out there –
With that thought, Angel experienced another feeling. It was familiar and hard and grounding. It was the feeling of being watched. Carefully studied. She realized suddenly that she’d had the feeling for a while, but she’d attributed it to Jacob.
At once, she threw up a shield around the camp, using what was left of her magical strength in the defensive move. But she was too slow. The dart made it through just before the shield was erected, and its sharp tip embedded itself firmly in the side of her neck.
She winced and yanked it out as quickly as she could, but she knew the damage was done.
No!she thought, reaching out for magic – any magic – that she could get her mind wrapped around. But the fire crackled blue and black then flared bright, its light expanding suddenly past the spell she’d used to keep it hidden. Her eyes began to close. She heard footsteps on both sides of her, which meant Jake’s cuffs were gone and he was free.
All of her spells were failing at once. David was good. They both were. Hell, this was probably all a set-up. Malek really was smart using them against her.
It was not the most comforting thought to accompany Angel as she felt the two wardens stand over her, and the world faded to darkness behind her lids.
(Monsters is a new paranormal romance series by NYT and USA Today bestseller, Heather Killough-Walden, and is part of the HKW Universe that ties together The Big Bad Wolf series, The Lost Angels series, and The Kings.)