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New Release - Academy of Assassins

Academy of Assassins

 

I’m thrilled to announce the release of my new urban fantasy series: 

Academy of Assassins – An Academy of Assassins Novel : Book 1

 

I think the cover artist, Amanda Kelsey, did a fantastic job, don’t you?

 

Here is a little blurb for you: 

 

ONLY ONE THING STANDS BETWEEN HUMANS AND THE DEADLY SUPERNATURAL WORLD…THE ACADEMY OF ASSASSINS.

 

Abandoned as a child and unable to remember her past, Morgan was raised as a hunter, one of an elite group of fighters sworn to protect humans from the dangerous paranormal creatures who invade our world…creatures such as herself. Her life changes the day she’s summoned to the Academy of Assassins, a school that trains witches and hunters to eradicate paranormals who prey on humans. Her first assignment—find and eliminate the killer who is using the Academy as their own personal hunting ground. 

 

As Morgan delves deeper into the investigation, she will need to dodge assassination attempts, avoid the distraction of romantic entanglements with the devilishly handsome security expert, Kincade, and his maddeningly overprotective teammates, while keeping the volatile magic in her blood concealed from those who would use it for their own purposes. When the danger increases and the school is threatened, Morgan must unearth her missing memories before someone finishes the job they started so long ago—killing her and unleashing a plague that will consume the world.

 

An Academy of Assassins Novel : Book 1

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I’m really excited to see what everyone thinks of Morgan and her crew of assassins! 

Since it’s Halloween, I couldn’t resist including an excerpt where Morgan and her men clear out a warehouse infested with gremlins!

 

Excerpt: 

A shadow flew overhead. When Morgan tipped her head back, she saw a dozen creatures no more than two feet high leap the fifteen feet across the aisle. She threw a blade, managed to hit one, but her weapon bounced harmlessly off its hard, reptilian hide. They scampered up the shelving and disappeared into the boxes as her blade clanked harmlessly to the ground.

 

There appeared to be three different varieties. The majority of them were varying shades of green, covered with warts and black, oily spots. Those were the males. The younger ones were a light tan, slightly smaller, but no less deadly. A couple had bright yellow bellies, but no less hideous. They were the females. Their eyes were pure red, their black pupils narrow slits. Some had distinctive stripes, while others were marked with scars, whether from battle or decoration, she wasn’t sure.

 

One evil little critter, slightly bigger than the rest, glared down at her from his crouched position, his scars prominent on his body, a bold slash gouging deep ruts across his face. He was the commander, battle-hardened and vindictive about having his space invaded. His large ears were thin and leathery, swiveling to catch even the slightest sound, the left one kinked where it had nearly been torn off. His claw-tipped hands were wrapped around the metal grates of the shelving, his arms almost as long as his entire body, which made climbing and running on all fours easier.

 

This one appeared to be covered with some kind of goo that dripped down the shelves. The ammonia smell was nearly enough to knock her out. Tuffs of scraggly hair struck up from the top of his head. He sneered, revealing dozens and dozens of bloody, razor-sharp teeth.

 

He lifted his hand and gave her the finger, then quickly ducked behind the boxes with his mates.

 

Both sides of the shelving erupted in giggles.

 

“We’re sitting ducks down here. We need to head up.” She peered at Draven, and he backed up a step, as if reading something in her expression. Morgan smiled grimly. “How do you feel about being bait?”

 

He grimaced, then glanced up at the top of the shelving thirty feet in the air. “Better than I feel about being an acrobat. You’re faster than I am, more flexible.”

 

Morgan sheathed her weapon. When she went to retrieve the one that had fallen, he grabbed her arm. “No undue risks. Don’t let them draw you away. Yell if you get into trouble.”

 

“Understood. Go. I’ll let them follow you, then climb.”

 

Ryder hesitated a moment longer, clearly not wanting to leave her alone, then huffed out a resigned sigh. “Kincade is going to kill me.”

 

With that cryptic remark, he turned on his heel and ran down the aisle, whistling a jaunty tune. While a few remained behind to watch her, the majority clearly saw her as no threat, and clambered across the boxes in pursuit.

 

Not wasting a second, Morgan leapt up, grabbed the edge of the third shelf and began to climb. Angry chittering erupted above her, and she spotted four gremlins arguing, appearing distress when she didn’t collapse on the floor, weeping in terror at the sight of them.

 

When they fell silent, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She leaned back to get a good look at them, unnerved to find the four of them staring down at her with yellowish eyes and malicious smiles that didn’t bode well.

 

Two clambered down, one lashing out at Morgan’s hands and arms, aiming his claws for her face, while the other one dove for her legs. She swung at the one trying to gouge out her eyeballs, but it scampered out of arm’s reach. The second one latched onto her legs like a deranged monkey, using his teeth and claws to gnaw at her leathers like she was his own personal chew toy.

 

“Son of a bitch.” Pain shot up her leg as he began to shake his head, his teeth sawing back and forth, and she wondered if the little beast was trying to tear out a hunk of her flesh or rip her leg off altogether.

 

Not to be outdone, the first gremlin lunged for her face. Morgan swatted the claws away, and nearly lost her balance in the process.

 

All the while, the two remaining on top ripped open the boxes and began lobbing metal spoons at her, one going so far as to bean her on the head when she didn’t dodge fast enough.

 

“Enough.”

 

She never realized something so small could bedevil her so much.

 

She reached out, ignoring the claws digging into the fleshy part of her hand, snagged the toothpick-like leg of the nearest gremlin and flung the creature as far as she could. The gremlin gave a scream of anger as he flew through the air before splatting across the floor, leaving a black smear behind him, his little body ending up a twisted mess.

 

Then, to her consternation, he lumbered to his feet and limped off, dragging his damaged leg behind him, leaving a trail of dark ooze.

 

The monster on her leg gave a scream of rage and renewed his attack.

 

“Get.” She brought up her leg and slammed the creature into one of the metal posts. “Off.”

 

Slam.

 

“Me!”

 

The critter clanged against the metal like a gong, then dropped like a rock to the ground, landing with a surprisingly solid thud for something so small. He turned and hissed at her with evil eyes, quickly dragging himself under the shelving, and Morgan couldn’t help but shiver at the malice.

 

And received another bash across the back of her head, reminding her she still wasn’t alone. As she reached the top, one leaned over and screamed, the high-pitched sound threatening to make her ears bleed.

 

Not to be outdone, Morgan screamed back at him in frustration.

 

The gremlin was so startled, his mouth snapped shut, and he staggered back, hastily covering his ears.

 

Of course.

 

Their large ears meant they were sensitive to even the slightest noise.

 

Morgan snatched at the next spoon aimed for her head and beat it against the metal. The creatures cowered, grabbed their ears, twisting away to escape. In seconds, they turned tail and ran.

 

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief and dropped the spoon.

 

If there had been more of them, they would’ve overwhelmed her, using their sharp teeth and claws and whittled her flesh down to bones in a matter of minutes.

 

A deep foreboding tore through her chest, until she thought her heart was being ripped out. “Draven.”

 

 

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I hope you enjoyed meeting the Assassins. To find out what happens next, be sure to visit Amazon.com:


 

I hope everyone has a safe and Happy Halloween!


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Electric Night - New Release

After long last, I’m pleased to announce the release of the fifth book in my urban fantasy series, Electric Night!

 

This is my tenth book (yay!), but I swear it was cursed. Every step of the production was delayed, but I think it turned out all the better in the end. Isn’t the cover gorgeous?!

 

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AN INSIDIOUS EVIL ENDANGERS THE FRAGILE PEACE BETWEEN THE HUMANS AND PARANORMALS. IF WAR ERUPTS, NEITHER SIDE WILL EMERGE UNSCATHED.

 

Raven will go to any extreme to locate the missing member of her pack, even confront her murky past that still has the power to haunt her. A wild hunt leads her to an isolated mountaintop, where she and her pack are taken captive, and she learns that her nightmares are all-to real and more dangerous than ever. Every minute is a struggle to stay alive against the humans who would use her kind as nothing more than test subjects in their fanatical search to create the ultimate weapon against paranormals.

 

EVERY MINUTE IS A STRUGGLE TO STAY ALIVE…

 

Determined no one else should suffer the tortures she endured as a child, Raven risks everything to destroy the labs, even bringing her pack to the brink of annihilation. If she can’t make peace with her past, she will not only lose her pack, but incite an all-out war between humans and paranormals.

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Here is a short excerpt for you to enjoy:

 

Raven’s pulse raced at the prospect of seeing Durant again, her palms damp as she anxiously watched the door like a dog watching for his owner to return home.

 

Another ten minutes passed before two shifters entered, one male and one female, dragging a third between them. Wild energy poured off the two guards, their aggressiveness spilling into the cavern.

 

After a quick perusal, her attention dropped to the nearly unconscious man between them.

 

Durant.

 

Her throat tightened at the sight of his still form, apprehension churning like acid in her gut.

 

His head hung forward, as if it was too heavy for him to lift. His hair was in disarray, the stripes she so loved more pronounced, as if he was fighting to keep his tiger from taking over.

 

The female’s grip turned brutal, her claws slipping free to slice into Durant’s shoulder, a twisted smirk of pure malice lighting up her face, clearly enjoying degrading someone already rendered helpless. The scent of Durant’s blood filled the air, and Raven clenched her fists, so furious she didn’t feel her claws slip free and slice into her palms.

 

When the woman shoved Durant, he dropped to his knees. His head slumped forward to rest on his chest, and Raven could hear nothing but the dragon roaring in her head.

 

She launched forward, slamming into the glass.

 

Magic shimmered in the air of the cell, and the symbols began to glow until they lit up like Christmas lights. Pain struck deep as her touch triggered the spell, the attack like someone trying to peel off her flesh.

 

A pleased smile crossed the female jailer’s face, her plan clearly to get a reaction out of Raven, along with her eagerness to cause harm.

 

But Raven didn’t relent, didn’t back away, her rage taking over. The dragon began to wake, a rumble building in her chest, until the glass beneath her palm rattled. One by one, the symbols seared into the glass blinked out of existence, leaving a charred image behind.

 

When she didn’t drop to the floor, withering in pain, everyone stilled.

 

Very slowly, the reinforced glass began to crack.

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I hope you enjoyed this short preview! To find out what happens next, visit Amazon and purchase your own copy.

 

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Electric Night - Cover Sneak Peek...

I’ve been busy the last week and haven’t had time to post, but for good reason…I just hit the publish button on Electric Night! Whoohoo!

 

What that means is that the book should be live sometime this weekend! I’m super excited!! I’ll let you know as soon as it goes live.

 

For your patience, below is a little sneak peek of the cover for Electric Night.

 

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What do you think? Isn’t the color gorgeous? I can’t wait for you to see the full cover!

More information to come soon…

 

New Release - Druid Temptation

 

Druid Temptation by Stacey Brutger

 

The cover for Druid Temptation turned out fabulous.
I love the combination of color and magic!

Here is a blurb for your enjoyment:

ANOTHER DARK, ENCHANTING TALE OF LOVE AND MAGIC IN VICTORIAN ENGLAND.

 

Diana Legend was abandoned as a child when her Druid powers of premonition and her the ability to control animals manifested. Since then, her gifts have brought her nothing but trouble. She experiences stability for the first time in her life at a boarding school for children who have similar abilities, but when her new home is viciously burned to the ground, her life is torn apart a second time. The few students who escaped are now being hunted…including her. When a young girl goes missing, Diana breaks her vow of secrecy and uses her gifts to rescue the child, but soon finds herself trapped when her past finally catches up with her.

 

Gabriel Moran, Viscount Mendenhall, would do anything for his little girl. When a stranger saves his daughter, he is fascinated against his will by her otherworldly beauty. Having been burned by a beautiful woman in the past, he refuses to play the fool again. In his pursuit to learn more about Diana, he becomes embroiled in a witch hunt—with Diana as the target. Vowing to keep her safe, Gabriel purposes a marriage of convenience. Only his plan backfires when he falls in love with his new bride.

 

Diana refuses to allow her past to taint her future. She must embrace her powers to keep her new family safe from a lunatic willing to do whatever is necessary to take her captive. As the attacks become more violent, Gabriel is more determined than ever to save Diana, refusing to relinquish his only chance to live happily ever after.

 

Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

Below is Diana’s hilarious first introduction to London…

 

Excerpt:

The lack of motion penetrated Diana’s consciousness, but the warmth beneath her encouraged her to linger…until the surface moved.

 

Her eyes shot open and it took her brain precious seconds to understand she was sprawled across Gabriel.

 

Mortified that she had practically crawled in his lap while she slept, she bolted upright, but the lack of space in the carriage left her nowhere to go.

 

Gabriel slowly reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “We’re here.”

 

His comment startled her so much she forgot her awkwardness. She leaned across him, bracing her hand against the door to peer out the window and study the house.

 

The dirty, crowded buildings had vanished, replaced by well-kept, majestic homes. The lawns were manicured, the hedges trimmed, everything was immaculate.

 

While there was beauty to this part of the city, it was still noisy, smelly, crowded and cold. She much preferred her forest.

 

Gabriel cleared his throat, and she glanced at him over her shoulder, suddenly conscious that she was once again stretched across his lap, her bottom practically swinging under his nose. Only then did she realize that she was supposed to show polite interest, not climb over him to gape at the house like a ninny.

 

She opened her mouth, but whatever she was about to say was lost in a face full of fur when Wolf wiggled himself between them.

 

“Wolf!” Diana lost her balance and landed on Gabriel in a tumble of skirts. She pushed at Wolf’s stubborn hide, lifting her arms to fend off his tongue, struggling to contain her helpless laugher. By the time the zealous dog settled down, she was on the floor, kneeling between Gabriel’s splayed thighs.

 

In that exact moment, the door to the carriage opened.

 

She could just imagine the picture she created—breathless, her face flushed from laughing, her hair tumbling about her after her struggle with Wolf.

 

Not the first best impression, but it ensured no one would soon forget.

 

She glanced back at the traitor, and saw the rascally dog innocently seated at the other end of the carriage, his head hanging out the window. She’d swear she could almost hear the beast snicker.

 

 

If you enjoyed the excerpt and want to find out more, Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

To celebrate my new release, I’m offering a SALE on Druid Surrender for ONLY $0.99!
Or you can try both books for FREE with Kindle Unlimited! Enjoy!

 

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New Release - Druid Surrender

Druid Surrender by Stacey Brutger

 

Isn’t the cover beautiful? I love the mixture of colors and magic!
Without further ado, here is the blurb – think Druids in Victorian England…

 

A DARK, ENCHANTING TALE OF LOVE AND MAGIC IN VICTORIAN ENGLAND.

 

Brighid Legend has been on the run for over a year, hunted by the people who murdered her mother. Born a Druid with the power to control the elements, Brighid knows her pursuers will never stop until she is under their control. To escape detection, she struggles to hide her powers and finds safety in a small, out-of-the-way village. But after a series of mysterious accidents, she fears something sinister has invaded her new home. While she searches for the source of the trouble, suspicion falls on her, and Brighid flees, only steps ahead of the villagers seeking vengeance.

 

Wyatt Graystone, Earl of Castelline, retires when the life-and-death clandestine investigations he did for the Crown becomes more tedious than adventurous. Something vital is missing from his life. The last place he expects to find the missing spark is in a woman he literally leaps through fire to rescue from being burned at the stake. But the danger is far from over. To his frustration, the infernal woman adamantly refuses his assistance, pushing him away at every turn, when his only desire is to claim her for his own.

 

But someone has targeted Brighid for a reason. As the threats to her life intensify, Wyatt is determined to uncover her secrets and do whatever it takes to ensure she survives. When their pasts come back to haunt them, they must overcome their worst fears or risk losing everything. Saving her life is the biggest battle he’s ever faced…and the only one that has ever mattered.

 

Druid Surrender is now available at Amazon!

 

Please see below for a short excerpt on how Brighid managed to get herself captured and nearly burned at a stake for being a witch…

 

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Torchlight shimmered through the trees as people drew nearer, the light threatening to steal the precious shadows concealing her.

 

A twig snapped much too close for her comfort. Brighid bit back a yelp and swiveled, frantically searching the trees for the ones determined to drag her to her death. The boogeyman was alive and well in these accursed woods, and baying at the moon for her blood.

 

Refusing to go meekly to her death, she pushed off the tree and promptly smacked into something hard, large and…goddess save her…human.

 

Brighid threw herself backwards, only to have strong hands seize her arms and hold her fast. She muffled her scream behind clenched lips, unable to afford drawing more attention.

 

One person she could evade, more would seal her fate.

 

She swung out wildly, and cursed when she only ended up hurting herself by slamming into a solid wall of muscle. She brought up her knee to drop him, but her skirts hampered the blow.

 

Panic clawed up her chest. She couldn’t allow herself to be trapped, or they’d use her as fodder for the flames.

 

“Brighid.”

 

Her head snapped up at the raspy sound of her name, and she stilled. A small kernel of hope seized her throat, and she swallowed hard around the lump. “Brin.”

 

Relief made her knees wobble, and she clutched at his forearms. “Thank heavens. You have to help me. The villagers believe me to be a witch. The men are building a pyre and plan to burn me at the stake.”

 

As the torches drew ever closer, she couldn’t tear her eyes from the hypnotizing, deadly flames.

She slowly backed away, trying to melt into the surrounding trees when muscular arms tightened around her. The first hint of unease skittered along her nerves. Dread slithered down her spine, and Brighid turned to face him. The complete lack of compassion nearly crippled her resolve. “Please, not you, too.”

 

“You and my sister were alone in the factory, and now she’s dead in her grave. Because of you.” The once-laughing eyes of her friend were as bitterly cold as the North Sea.

 

His indifference to her plight was almost more damning than his words, the blow striking down the last of her hope in one fell swoop. “You know me. You know I would never hurt anyone. Someone has been sabotaging the mill, laying the blame on me to cover their tracks. Your sister had proof. We met so she could show me, only someone else arrived first and silenced her. Those stairs didn’t collapse on their own. Someone killed her.” Brighid hated the plea in her voice, but she didn’t know how to pierce the thick wall of suspicion he wore like a cloak. He had to believe her. She’d never be able to escape without help. “Killing me won’t stop the accidents.”

 

“You cast a spell on her. My sister wanted to be strong and independent like you, and it cost her everything. Without your influence, she would still be alive.” His hold tightened, his arms threatening to crush the life out of her. Her fingers tingled, threatening to go numb from his unrelenting grip, and she knew she’d have bruises along her arms come morning.

 

If she lived that long.

 

“Brin.” Shock rooted her to the spot. His hatred leached the last of the warmth from her bones.

 

Frustration brought a rush of tears to her eyes, and she swallowed hard, pressing her lips together, refusing to let them fall. Her powers stirred deep in her bones, sensing the threat, and her breath stalled in her chest.

 

Holding back her powers was like battling the wind…impossible.

 

Voices drew closer and apprehension swelled through her, doing its best to strangle her. “I mourn the loss of your sister, but if you don’t release me right this instant, you’ll become nothing more than a murderer and you know it. Your sister would be ashamed of you.”

 

Silence thickened as he shot her a hesitant glance from the corner of his eye.

 

His arms gentled.

 

Surprise coursed through her, her rising powers slowly evaporated, and she pressed her forehead against his shoulder, relief leaving her giddy. “Thank heavens. For a moment, I feared—”

 

“She’s here!”

 

His shout dried the words on her lips.

 

“Don’t do this.” Her voice quivered as fear gnawed at her insides. She shoved at him in a blind panic, but his hold remained a most effective cage. Individual voices rang out in the unnatural silence. The chant of kill the witch echoed in the treetops, surrounding her until it was all she heard.

 

Nightmares of another time sank their claws into her mind. Her mother’s screams of agony, the smell of her singed hair and charred flesh thickened around her until her stomach gave an alarming lurch. She ruthlessly shoved the horrors of her past away, burying them deep in her mind where they belonged.

 

“Please! Think. You know me. I’m no witch!” The torchlight grew brighter, the villagers advancing much too fast. She watched the flames dancing through the trees in morbid fascination.

 

Flames that would soon scorch her skin.

 

Heat she could already feel nipping at her skirts.

 

She couldn’t have eluded the massacre at her school only to die here.

 

“B-Br-in.” Her teeth chattered, making her stutter. Desperation warred against resignation. The moment stretched as the villagers emerged from the forest like spiders crawling out of the darkness.

 

The finality of her fate settled hard on her shoulders.

 

A future that seemed almost predestined.

 

She did not want to die.

 

Power sizzled along her skin, eager to be unleashed. Only there were too many people. They were too spread out. She had to bide her time. For once in her life, her powers obeyed. Heat sputtered under her skin and slowly absorbed back into her body, biting along her flesh like a swarm of bees in retaliation for being denied, leaving her panting and shaky and utterly helpless when it vanished.

 

She turned and studied the determined, enraged faces of her executioners. Not one of them would step forward to stop this atrocity. She narrowed her eyes, scrambling to devise another plan. Her cousins were counting on her to stay alive and rescue them. Escape might be more difficult than it had been in the past, but she’d survived too much to surrender now.

 

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If you enjoyed the excerpt and want to find out more, Druid Surrender is now available at Amazon! Wyatt and Brighid are the perfect couple. I hope you enjoy their story!