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CeeCee Tsosie is a Navajo Nation police officer and shaman with the ability to control the weather. She’ll admit arresting Jake Jones, a Coletti Warlord, for speeding was not one of her better decisions. But hey, the law was the law and the drop-dead gorgeous warlord pushed every one of her buttons. She might have been a tad over-zealous with her rainstorm and stun gun, but the Jackass had it coming.
An alien serial killer is stalking the Navajo Nation. The Coletti Empire is hunting a galactic fugitive. Turns out they need each other’s help to stop the shapeshifting predator. Can she work with the Jackass? Can Jake convince CeeCee she’s the one? Only time, and the spirits will tell.
My internal radar screamed a warning. I whirled to face the threat and caught a brief glimpse of sunlight flashing off metal.
“Sniper,” I yelled.
The crack of a high-powered rifle sounded.
Pain exploded in my chest as the bullet struck me. The force of the impact spun me around. As I fell, my head struck a hitching post, and the world faded away.
“CeeCee. Wake up. Wake the fuck up,” a determined male voice shouted.
“Father?” I opened my eyes and swiped at the blood running down my face. Huge bolts of lightning crackled around me. “Father?” I pushed myself upright and sucked in an agonized breath. Damn, my chest hurt. I blinked as funny black spots danced in my vision.
“CeeCee,” the harsh voice bellowed in my head.
“Someone shot me.”
Jake exclaimed, “Shot you? How badly are you hurt?”
“I’ll live. My vest stopped the bullet.” Where was my father? A stomach clenching jolt of shock hit me when I noticed the Chupacabra standing over his bloody form. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest, “Noooo! Get away from him. Get away.”
“The Chupacabra’s there?”
Ignoring him, I pulled my pistol and emptied an entire clip into it.
The bullets bounced off the Chupacabra’s hide. It let out a deep, guttural growl and padded toward me.
“Bullets won’t kill it,” Jake snapped.
“No shit, Sherlock.” I instinctively drew on the storm’s power and allowed it to rage around me. “C’mon. Get away from my father.” I put another clip in and shot it in the eye.
A hideous, screeching cry broke from it and it shook its head violently.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
The incredulous note in Jake’s voice would have been amusing under different circumstances. “The only one dying is the monster.”
“How do you plan on killing it?”
“Shaman magic.” I broke our link and chanted, “Esse quidam dixerunt” A sheet of electric flames set the clouds aglow and dozens of lightning bolts struck the monster, incinerating it. Tendrils of smoke rose from the blackened earth.
A wave of exhaustion rolled over me and those funny black spots were back in my vision. I struggled to get to my feet. “Don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead.”
Strong arms wrapped around me. “Easy. He’s still alive.”
A yelp broke from me. Where had Jake come from? Why was he wearing body armor? Had they been spying on us? “My father needs help.”
“Uncle Saul’s checking on him.”
I blinked to clear my vision. Huh? The General was running a healing wand over Father.
A grim look on his face, General Jones instructed, “Take care of the girl’s injuries. Elder Tsosie’s critical.” The General picked Father up and teleported.
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I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea of what a real emergency is. Take this for an example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am, but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing.
Gail Koger will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.
Goddess Fish PromotionsJuly 23, 2020 at 5:39 am
Thanks for hosting!
Bernie WallaceJuly 23, 2020 at 7:27 am
Would you ever like to see your book turned into a movie or tv show?
Norma Gail KogerJuly 23, 2020 at 9:12 am
Hell, yeah. We need movies that make you laugh.
Norma Gail KogerJuly 23, 2020 at 9:11 am
CeeCee to Jake: “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. If I were you, I’d shut the hell up.” ARRESTING THE WARLORD
Rita WrayJuly 23, 2020 at 9:13 am
Sounds like a good book.
Victoria AlexanderJuly 23, 2020 at 11:09 am
Great post and awesome giveaway!