Title:Immortal Heart
Series:Few Are Angels Book # 3 (Prequel)
By:Inger Iversen
Expected Publication Date: September 28th, 2013
Genre-New Adult/Mature YA:*Contains sexual context
Blurb
More than a century after the
tragedy of Hélène's death and before Ella found Kale bruised and broken on her
doorstep, Kale moved through the world in a haze of personal punishment
allowing it to consume him. Until his friend, Detective Deacon, a newly infected
Chorý calls on him for a favor.
In this prequel to the Few Are
Angels series, Kale is thrown into a world of human blood trafficking and is
introduced to a Chorý that offers him a chance at happiness— in blood.
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About the Author
Inger Iversen lives in Virginia
Beach with her tree-hugging boyfriend Joshua and her overweight lap cat Max.
When not reading or writing she spends her time watching reruns of True Blood
or killing zombies in Call Of Duty.
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Excerpt
“Are you listening to me?” Kale _______ and faced Léon, who was eyeing him
quizzically from across the table in the diner. The sounds of dinner plates
landing on tables, customers placing their orders, and waitress yelling at the
kitchen staff slowly seeped back in. Kale realized that he’d been distracted
again.
“Yeah, what’d you say?” he asked.
“You want to come with me on this lead or take it on my
own?” Léon took a bite of the chilly cheese dog he’d ordered and then gulped
down some soda. The gusto reminded Kale that he was human. Sending Léon up
against possible ________ Council members was a bad idea. “I think that a state
and a name is a great place to start. The name is odd enough that he’d be able
to find her faster than if she were called Heather or Amy.”
Kale nodded, but he once again stopped listening as he
formulated a new plan. “I have some unfinished business here.” He pulled his
phone from his pocket and turned it back on. He’d turned it off during
negotiations with Josef. “You scout ahead and call me if you come upon
anything.”
Léon nodded and continued eating.
“Also, I want you to take Boris with you.”
He stopped mid-bite, ignoring the chilly and cheese that
slid down his chin.
Boris wasn’t Russian, nor was his name Boris, but he bore a
_____ resemblance to the monster in the 1930’s movie Frankenstein. After he’d broken a few limbs of men who called him
Frankenstein, everyone just started calling him Boris behind his back, after
the man who played Frankenstein in the movie.
“Boris, really?” Léon asked.
Boris was anything but a friend of Kale’s. He reluctantly
helped out when Kale needed him, to pay off a debt. A few months ago Boris had
made it clear to Kale that he only had one _____ left. Sending Boris with Léon
would mean that he could never call on the man again for help, no matter what.
“You really want me to take B?” Léon asked as he cleaned his
mouth with a napkin. “I mean, I know that I can’t really stand against Chorý
and the Council the way that he can, but my job is to get in and out and gather
intel without being detected.” He leaned back and looked upward, shaking his
head in_______. “Have I ever let you down in doing that?”
Kale understood where Léon was coming from, but he was not
letting him go alone. It was dangerous enough that the Council was looking for
this Eloise, but Laurent added a threat to the mix that Kale would have been a
_____ to ignore. “No, I’d be letting you down if I sent you in there and the
Council is already there.”
He leaned in to make sure that Léon was listening. “I won’t
have your blood on my hands, do you understand?”
But Léon was already shaking his head. “I don’t take jobs I
can’t handle.”
“Really?” Kale raised a brow at Léon’s _____ attitude. “When was the last time you
took on a Council member, let alone a High Guardian or Retriever?” Kale let his
tone grow menacing. “They will gut you like a fish, and I will be the ____ sending your remains to your _______ wife.”
Though Kale was sure that his words had disturbed Léon, the
man still sat there like a stone, seemingly unaffected.
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