Today I'm hosting L.Z. Marie and her book The Merkabah Recruit. I've posted the blurb and an excerpt from this awesome paranormal book!
Blurb for The Merkabah Recruit:
Myth, history, and science collide in this sassy-smart paranormal suspense!
A fresh kill. An ancient evil. And the only person capable of preventing the next murder is an unwitting and anxiety-prone recruit.
Divorced, depressed, and dissertation-less, Daphne Sites is stunned to learn that a unique empathic ability allows her to identify otherworldly life. So when a mystical organization asks for her help, it’s difficult to refuse.
Serik Jalani is the man who must convince the reluctant recruit to assume an awesome mantle of responsibility. There’s only one way to do this. Reel her in slowly.
Except Daphne suspects Serik is not being entirely truthful. About the organization. About the mission. About his identity.
As Daphne attempts to keep her new life secret from two sassy sisters, one jealous ex-husband, and her Bimbo-Barbie neighbor, she struggles to embrace the mysteries of a cosmic technology and realize her own self-worth.
If Daphne hopes to stop the murderer she must first confront her biggest problem. Herself.
At a time when recent theories like Quantum physics confirms the existence of the fantastical, The Merkabah Recruit flirts with the links between treasured legend and scientific possibility. A story that blurs the shadowy line between myth and fact.
It's the first in a 5-part series.
Available Now on Amazon!
Here is an Excerpt from the book:
I've included a scene from the middle of the novel. The first 8 chapters are also posted on my website ( www.lzmarieauthor.com)
The creature gazed hungrily at an adolescent female who staggered down the dark residential street. Marveling at human recklessness, he tracked the youth, noting the headphones in her ears and the faltering gait of the inebriated.
The creature did not comprehend a human’s proclivity to intoxicate or anesthetize oneself. Blood alcohol level on this prey was minimal and the contamination could be rectified. Sweet, young, practically unpolluted, unsullied by years of chemical additives and contagions. The creature could not resist. An easy mark. Another teenager who disappears without a trace.
The creature swooped down, landing lightly on the ground behind her. The girl, music blasting from her headphones, was oblivious. With a quick movement, he grabbed the girl by her ponytail, clamped a hand over her mouth, and dragged her into the bushes.
Feisty, this one, the creature thought, as his victim struggled and thrashed about.
A quick punch to the stomach took all the fight out of her. He slapped duct tape over her mouth and bound her wrists together. Annoyed by her whimpering, the creature smashed her skull against the concrete sidewalk; his mouth watering from the metallic scent of blood as it oozed from her head.
After hoisting her over his shoulder, he ascended high into the sky before heading toward the beach. Moments later, he deposited the young girl on the damp sand. Awake now, the girl began to stir and moan. Her horror increased as she became conscious, her head rolling back and forth, as the creature lifted up her shirt and used a knife to slice away a lacy bra. Wide eyes followed the blue blade as it traced the skin above her left breast, blood flowing from the shallow incision. Bending over, the creature delicately licked the blood from her breast, savoring every drop of the precious fluid. Annoyed that her silent screams ruined his enjoyment, he decided to finish his task. With the next cut, he opened the chest cavity.
Containers secured and filled with the organs, he grasped the dead girl by one ankle and flew skyward. Several miles out to sea, he let go.
The body of the young woman would never be found.
I'm an author, blogger, wife, mother, dog-owner, and an International Baccalaureate Language Arts teacher.
I love wine, chocolate, ice cream, cheese, cheese puffs ( see the trend?), and ethnic food–from Indian to Ecuadorian to Greek to Italian. Actually, I just love food! Exercise? Not so much. The treadmill sits in the garage and I manage to get on it a few times a week while watching Bones on NETFLIX.
I’ve always been amazed by the links between ancient history and mythology. The two are so closely intertwined we don’t often make a distinction between them. And modern scientific theories only continue to prove the existence of the weird and fantastical!
An avid reader, I savor well crafted, witty prose that makes me laugh, challenges conventionality, and stirs the imagination. An intriguing mystery-thriller, historical fiction, or urban fantasy will have me reading into the wee hours of the night.