Janet Walden-West ~ Agent Down ~ Blog Tour / Excerpt / Giveaway

 

 

 

Blog Tour

 

 

Agent Down

Region Two Series #2

Janet Walden-West

Publication Date: August 31, 2021
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blurb:

 

Bargaining with the enemy always has a cost—and mine has come due.

 

VEE:

Remember that way hot, way arrogant chef I rescued? Turns out, he’s my soulmate.
Despite Bruce’s lack of a filter, life is all good in Region Two.
Cryptids stalking the city’s shadows.
My team stalking the cryptids.
My sisters using our fav rom-coms as a study guide for meeting your civilian boyfriend’s parents.
I always believed cryptids were the greatest danger out there. I was so, so wrong. There are some tragedies even agents and Company resources can’t combat. A hopelessness that threatens to shatter the team and my heart.
Until I accidentally uncover an ultra-classified miracle. Hacking research above my pay grade isn’t the worst of my sins. What the research points me to requires betraying the Company, my team, everything that makes me–me.
But if this deal with the devil saves Bruce? I’m okay with the sacrifice.

 

BRUCE:

We’d gone through a different kind of battle and come out more in love than ever.
Vee thought we’d won. Hell, so did I.
Except there are things Vee never told me. That there was a price for saving my life. That Vee’s the one who has to pay. And now I’ve lost the woman who I love with every cell in my body.
When the Company discovers what she’s done, the verdict is treason, the punishment, death.
They’re about to meet Bruce the Bastard though.
There’s no power—human, government, or cryptid—that can keep me from saving Vee.

 

 

 

 

 

Print Length: 329 pages

ASIN: B0952FX3SR
ISBN-13: 978-1-7372190-3-3

Order on Amazon: http://mybook.to/AgentDown

 

 

Excerpt:

 

Vee

The vampire stalked a step closer, blocking my only exit.

The once human face was a skeletal parody, skin stretched tight over bones. Its fangs were visible between blackened lips, and eyes an eerie silver every agent learned to hate. The virus had erased all trace of the person, only leaving this monstrosity. Cryptids were at least part of nature and had a purpose. The virus that ruined people’s lives was a disease, one I’d happily eliminate from the earth.

The thing was in full hunting mode. In the middle of an area full of houses with curb appeal, backyard pools, and wooden swing-set forts shaped like pirate ships. And me with no backup, and only one too-small knife, even if it was an alloy infused with our Lab’s cryptid and vampire-toxic chem compound.

I had no choice but the gun, always a last resort when collateral damage was a possibility. I ripped the gun free and sighted on its chest.

The vampire grabbed at the wall, claws finding purchase between the cinderblocks. Moving like a giant spider. It climbed in an inhuman, virus-augmented burst of speed. I slammed my back to the opposite wall and dropped to a crouch, aiming up. Just as fangs and backlit eyes materialized directly over me.

I fired and the shot thumped too far left, hitting it in the shoulder. It shrieked and swiped at its injured arm. Then turned the swing into backhand, knocking the gun from my grip. I rolled, claws whistling past where my head had been. The force of its blow accidentally lodged its claws into the concrete, chips flying.

Jamming my knee into the wall, I rolled the other way, further into the dark and the dead-end. The vamp herding me as it wrenched claws free, and threw itself from wall to wall like a ping-pong ball. Coming at me, blocking any chance at dashing past and escape.

I made my stand, going to one knee and braced. It leaped at me in a blur of bone and wrongness, sure of the kill, mouth wide open. As its rotting-meat breath nearly gagged me, I shoved the metal sedative container between its jaws. Moving too fast, going on blind instinct, it bit into the pressurized cartridge. The gas exploded, metal fragmenting.
I ducked, arms thrown across my face, and charged past, aiming for outdoors.

A line of fire opened up across my hip, vamp claw ripping through fabric. Spinning me. I dropped, hand out and searching. Hoping I was in the right spot. My hand wrapped around the familiar textured grip of my lost gun.

I raised it as the enraged vampire landed on top of me. And fired into its ruined face until the gun locked empty.

Dead, its weight crumpled on me in a suffocating load. I got my knees underneath the carcass and heaved it sideways. Enough to scoot free, butt sliding in vampire blood and gunk. I shoved to my feet.

A scritch of claw on concrete echoed behind me. I whirled, dropping the useless gun and jerking out my knife. Movement flashed across the walkway opening, silver reflecting, and then vanished, fast. At vampire speed.

I put my back to the wall again, crouching out of decapitation range in case there was another vampire hanging over the entrance, waiting for me.

 

 

 

 

 

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Giveaway:

 

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About the Author:

 

Janet Walden-West lives in the Southeast with a pack of show dogs, a couple of kids, and a husband who didn’t read the fine print. A member of the East Tennessee Creative Writers Alliance, she is also a founding member of The Million Words craft blog. She pens inclusive Contemporary Romance and Urban Fantasy. As a two-time Pitch Wars alum turned Pitch Wars 2019 Mentor, Sherrilyn Kenyon scholarship recipient, and Golden Heart® finalist, she believes in paying it forward by supporting burgeoning Southern writers.

She is represented by Eva Scalzo of Speilburg Literary Agency.

 

Find more about her at janetwaldenwest.weebly.com or on social media.

 

 

 

 

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