Saturday, November 10, 2012

The Dark Light of Day Blog Tour!

Armageddon is over. The demons won. And yet somehow…the world has continued. Survivors worship patron demons under a draconian system of tributes and rules. These laws keep the demons from warring among themselves, and the world from slipping back into chaos.

Noon Onyx grew up on the banks of the river Lethe, the daughter of a prominent politician, and a descendant of Lucifer’s warlords. Noon has a secret: She was born with waning magic, the dark, destructive, fiery power that is used to control demons and maintain the delicate peace among them. But a woman with waning magic is unheard of, and some would consider her an abomination.

Noon is summoned to attend St. Lucifer’s, a school of demon law. She must decide whether to declare her powers there…or to attempt to continue hiding them, knowing the price for doing so may be death. And once she meets the forbiddingly powerful Ari Carmine—who suspects Noon is harboring magic as deadly as his own—Noon realizes there may be more at stake than just her life...

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Welcome everyone to the Dark Light of Day Blog Tour! As you can tell, this is NOT your typical urban fantasy book. In this world, there is no snappy, witty, yet damaged heroine who will save the world from utter destruction. The world's already gone to hell. Literally. I absolutely LOVED the premise behind this book! The darkness. The evil. Everything is so black, but so real. This is truly a new an original series that I'm sure fans of the paranormal will love. To give you a bit of a sneak peek, here's an excerpt for your enjoyment! 
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Failing is not an option...

“I’ve been watching you, wondering, waiting to see where you’d end up. After
all, there are other demon law schools,” Seknecus said, making a moue of distaste
that made it clear exactly what he thought of them. “But I was happy to see that you
chose St. Lucifer’s.”

Technically my mother chose St. Lucifer’s . . . But there seemed no reason to
interrupt just to clarify that bit of misinformation. Seknecus wandered around the
room, picking through papers, flipping open and quickly shutting the front covers of
various leather-bound books, never meeting my eye. I had no doubt, however, that
his attention was fully focused on me.

“So, you see, seeing your name on my List wasn’t exactly a surprise, although it
appeared much later than I would have liked.”

He did look at me then, with a frown of disapproval. I did my best to look
expressionless because none seemed appropriate. It wouldn’t do to look amused,
bored or, Luck forbid, rebellious. Seknecus stared at me with narrowed eyes and then
went back to wandering.

“You’ve got some catching up to do,” he said, addressing a copy of Sin and
Sanction: Codification & Case Law. “It doesn’t matter why or what excuses you’ve
got for yourself. You will be held to the same standards as everyone else, regardless
of whose daughter you are. And you’ve missed a lot of class already.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off with a wave.

“Manipulation class,” he clarified. “You’re going to have to work ten times as
hard as everyone else just to pass. Quintus Rochester doesn’t go easy on students and
he’s likely to see your absence during the early part of the semester as a challenge.
You know, failing is not an option. Not if you want to live.”

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Author Bio:

Raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania,
Jill earned a bachelor of science from
Penn State University and later moved to
Baltimore to attend the University of
Baltimore School of Law, where she
graduated magna cum laude. She went on
to practice law as a “dirt lawyer” for ten
years, specializing in real estate law,
municipal development, commercial
leasing, and anything involving
exceedingly lengthy legalese-like
contractual monstrosities.

Jill now lives in rural Maryland with her
two children and husband, who is a
recreational pilot. Weekends are often
spent flying around in the family’s small Cessna, visiting tiny un-towered
airfields and other local points of interest.


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1 comment:

  1. Hi Andra, thanks for posting this. Hope you're having a good Saturday! I'll stop in later to check for any comments.

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