Her
Majesty’s Fury
Immortal
Relics
Book 2
Stephanie
Mirro
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Tannhauser Press
Date of Publication: Oct. 24,
2019
ISBN: 978-1945994487
ASIN: B07YJ6RNFZ
Number of pages: 311
Word Count: 74060
Cover Artist: TS95Studios
Book Description:
When you're working with the
Roman god of chaos, things can always get worse.
Bacchae, the supernatural
creatures that spawned vampire lore, are real. For the last several thousand
years, they’ve kept to the shadows. UNTIL NOW.
When the worst and most powerful
of the Bacchae murders someone she loves, graduate student Serafina Finch, now
aided by the ancient god Bacchus, sets out on a journey in search of new
allies. They must act quickly before Danae, the Bacchae witch claiming to be
Queen, figures out a way to restore the Bacchae to their full powers.
Sera is hellbent on killing Danae
before she devastates the mortal world, and it becomes a race against time when
the queen reveals her own dark alliances. Sera thinks things can’t get any
worse, but when you're working with the Roman god of chaos, things can always
get worse.
“Bacchus created us in his
image—chaos. And chaos is what we will give them.”
HER MAJESTY'S FURY is the second
book in the Immortal Relics series, a New Adult Urban Fantasy adventure. Fans
of Deborah Harkness, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Roman mythology will love
this blend of magic, mayhem, and wry humor.
EXCERPT
1:
Someone must
have tied an anvil around Sera’s heart and dropped it into the deepest part of
the deepest ocean. Or was it tossed into a fast-flowing river? Was her heart
stopping or beating too fast? She couldn’t tell, but either way, she was
drowning.
A bright red
glow filled her mind, encasing her entire being in love, driving out the pain.
Her heart, which had been beating its way out of her chest, slowed to its usual
rhythm, her breath returning to normal.
Sera opened her
eyes to find Nora’s face directly in front of her, her friend’s hands gripping
Sera’s shoulders and shaking her lightly.
“Jesus, girl!”
Nora breathed a sigh of relief.
“I’m sorry I
just needed a moment.”
“A moment?”
Dropping her arms, Nora sat back on her heels from her kneeling position in
front of Sera’s chair. “It’s been like five minutes. Okay, maybe just one, but
you weren’t responding. At all.”
Sera rubbed her
face with her hands, trying to clear her thoughts. “Did Theo say anything else?
Where? How?”
“Just that he’d
swing by before classes tomorrow to fill us in and prepare us,” Nora said.
“Prepare us?”
She tensed. She already knew how they were killed. Maybe he was going to update
the others, rightly assuming she hadn’t told them all the details yet. And
probably couldn’t. Not yet, anyway. But where were they found? Did anything
else happen to them? She swallowed the bile rising in her throat.
“That’s
all he said.”
“You girls need
to get some rest. Eleanor, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you’d like,”
Renee said.
Nora’s curls
bounced as she got to her feet. “You know I appreciate the offer, but there’s
nothing like sleeping in my own bed again after a few nights away. I’ll be back
around seven.”
As Nora leaned
down to hug her, Sera breathed in her familiar oatmeal scent, courtesy of her
ridiculously expensive shower gel. She would definitely sacrifice herself
before letting the Bacchae get their hands on her best friend. Not even Bacchus
could stop her wrath if they tried.
A feeling of
mirth drifted through her mind.
Once Nora left,
Sera headed upstairs to the guest room that had become her new home. The room
was just large enough to hold a full-sized bed and side table adorned with a
vase holding a few white snowdrops. Once she turned off the light, the room
would be enveloped in complete darkness due to the lack of a window. She
welcomed the dark and sleep right about now, if only to cease her chaotic
thoughts.
She knew Renee
didn’t mind her staying there, but Sera hoped it was only temporary like she
kept saying it was. Someday, she’d like her life to return to normal. Whatever
her new normal would be, anyway.
But first, she
had a Bacchae witch to take down.
About
the Author:
Stephanie Mirro's lifelong love
of ancient mythology led to majoring in the Classics in college, which wasn't
quite as much fun as writing her own mythology stories as she did as a child.
But that education, combined with an overactive imagination and being an avid
fantasy reader, resulted in a writing career.
Starting her days with coffee and
ending them with wine means Stephanie can usually be found juggling household
chores, keeping the kids alive, and trying to write, edit, publish, and market
the stories that haunt her dreams.
Born and raised in Southern
Arizona, Stephanie now resides in Northern Virginia with her husband, two kids,
and two furbabies. This thing called “seasons” is still magical.
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2 comments:
Thanks so much for hosting me! :)
A great sequel to Birth of the Bacchae!
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