Clockwork Igni
Christina Bauer
(Angelbound Origins, #9)
Publication date: September 21st 2021
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult
As Queen of Antrum, I rule an underground realm of demon hunters who love finding new caves. Hey, it’s boring down here; I’m glad they all have a hobby. Per usual, I try to act interested about their latest discovery, but all I hear is blah blah blah new cavern blah blah blah Forbidden Tombs blah blah blah massive bronze pyramids blah blah blah creepy ticking sounds. It’s a little odd, but I’m not worried.
My bad.
Suddenly, the Forbidden Tombs burst through the ground in my home realm of Purgatory. Bronze pyramids smash through abandoned buildings and highways, making rush hour a nightmare. Even worse, the metal structures attract tiny lightning bolts called igni, which are my very special supernatural buddies. Within minutes, every last igni gets stolen away.
Now. I’m. Pissed.
Whoever hides inside those pyramids? Time to dust off your mummies and shine up your sarcophagi. Because my husband, Lincoln, and I are breaking in and kicking ass.
Angelbound Origins
In which Myla Lewis kicks ass and takes names. Nuff said.
1. Angelbound
2. Scala
3. Acca
4. Thrax
5. The Dark Lands
6. The Brutal Time
7. Armageddon
8. Quasi Redux
9. Clockwork Igni
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EXCERPT:
MYLAELEVEN YEARS OLD
I’m about to play Barbie Doll Death Match. Yes!
It’s all thanks to Miss Kits, a black cat with six tails and enough magic to make my Barbies fight, pro-wrestling style.
Still, there is a catch.
Before doing anything, Miss Kits wants what she calls a dainty dolly tea in the backyard. Not my dream playdate. But I need battle training. No one else can help. Mom freaks when I mention fighting, my father’s not around, I’ve no siblings, and my neighbors are all of the lazy-n-judgy variety. It’s Miss Kits or zip. So I dig out toys and do as my magical cat demands.
Dainty dolly tea.
Which brings me to where I am now.
My backyard is a square of yellowing grass. Our single-storey ranch house takes up one side of the space. Bare hedges surround everything else. It’s a lot of dying plants under a cloudy sky. Typical Purgatory.
And my dolls are finally in place.
In the center of the mangy lawn, four Barbies sit around a small plastic table. Their tea stuff comes from a larger toy set, so the dolls could wear the cups as tiny battle helms. Which is tempting to do. Still, I keep everything upright on the tabletop—the right style for dainty dolly tea. Once Miss Kits gets here, the death match will begin. My heart pounds so hard, the whoosh of my pulse turns deafening.
Mom eyes me through the kitchen’s back window. There’s no missing the moment when she spies the dolls. My mother waves excitedly toward the little table. I shoot her a thumbs up.
Yup, I’m playing with Barbies.
Mom smiles her face off—she’s a huge fan of dolls. So far, I’ve only used them for target practice.
Slam!
The back door opens with such force, it wallops against the house itself. Two shingles tumble down as Mom rushes toward me.
“Oh, Myla.” Mom beams. “Are your Barbies having tea?”
I shift my weight from foot to foot. “For now, yeah.”
As natives of Purgatory, Mom and I are quasi-demons (mostly human with a little demonic DNA). Mom’s tall and curvy with red hair. I’m a smaller version of her, only I’m hipless and boob-free. We both wear gray sweats, since that’s the uniform demanded by our evil ghoul overlords. Like all quasis, Mom and I also have tails. Ours are long, thin, and covered in black dragon scales.
After rushing across the lawn, Mom crouches beside the little table. “Tea with your Barbies. I can’t believe it.”
My gaze flicks between Mom, the table, and the line of hedges where Miss Kits usually makes her big entrance.
This will not end well. Damn.
Author Bio:
Christina Bauer thinks that fantasy books are like bacon: they just make life better. All of which is why she writes romance novels that feature demons, dragons, wizards, witches, elves, elementals, and a bunch of random stuff that she brainstorms while riding the Boston T. Oh, and she includes lots of humor and kick-ass chicks, too.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
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