Welcome to the Blog Tour for K.A. Fox The Devil’s Own! An urban fantasy featuring the Devil’s daughter. Yup, you read that right, the Devil’s Daughter.
For today’s tour I got an excerpt for you all to read, a giveaway to join, and some other things!
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About the author:
Delaney Murphy has always known she’s the Devil’s daughter. And although the title itself is a burden, she never expects to inherit all her father’s infernal abilities. When her newfound magic begins to poison the people closest to her, Laney must make a choice. To protect the world from the worst she can do, she leaves everyone she loves behind and builds a new life for herself, alone, in a place where she can control the urge to give in to the magic living within her.
But when she recognizes a familiar pattern in a string of murders, Laney leaves her peaceful, isolated life behind and goes on the hunt, unleashing a threat she never dreamed possible. Confronting this menacing specter could mean giving in to temptation and becoming the one thing she fears most. Will she use her magic to do the right thing, even if it means hurting the ones she loves?
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K.A. Fox is a proud military brat who has lived all over the world but now calls the Midwest home. She uses her psychological training to facilitate successful negotiations at work and to convince her husband and three sons that she’s always right. When not writing, she can usually be found hiding somewhere with a book and a bit of chocolate, or chasing after her own adorable Hell Hound.
I couldn’t scream, but a groan escaped me, and I made a feeble attempt to pull away from his touch. He held on tight, a bleak smile on his face, confirmation he was intent on me being
conscious even though I knew he hated to do it this way.
“Good. You’re back,” he said, so softly I could barely make out the words. Or maybe that was my brain processing things too slowly.
“You’re pretty, you know.” Hearing myself, I giggled a little, wondering at the things I was thinking and saying.
He shook his head, a small grin appearing briefly. “So, the girls tell me,” he said dryly. Then he focused on me, his face worried and filled with some pain I didn’t understand. “Laney, I’ve got to treat your wound right away. The claws of a Proles are filthy. Poisonous. If we don’t do something now, it will fester, and you could die.” He paused, but then said grimly, “This is going to hurt.”
“Of course it is,” I whispered, my mouth dry. Pounding feet sounded as Torren came into the room, a small leather bag clutched tightly in his hand. He shoved it at Cal, who looked away from me only for a second to take hold of it. Then he locked his eyes with mine, warmth flowing from his hand into mine and a tingling began where his skin touched mine. It felt good, drowning out the pain for a brief second.
He broke our connection too soon and I closed my eyes, needing rest and strength. I heard him tell Torren, “You’ll have to hold her down.” Moose whined in the background, and I felt the air around me move as Torren slid down beside me, helping me to lay down and propping something soft under my head. Then his strong hands came down on my shoulders. He whispered something over and again, but I couldn’t make out the words. They reminded me of prayers I’d heard somewhere before and wanted to laugh. Praying over the body of the Devil’s daughter.
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