High school is hard enough for most teens. They are awkward, clumsy and longing to be seen as adults. Toss in demons and witchcraft... you have a fun romp!
Kristy Centeno's latest release- Crossed, is a great coming of age story. Bryn faces the normal parts of high school--assignments, bullies, bad hair days but she also has demons and fire!
Now available in ebook and print, Crossed is a prequel in the Keeper Witches series. Book one- Keeper of Lost Souls releases in May.
Bryn McCaskey lived by simple rules: kill demons, never use magic against school bullies, and avoid running her mouth in front of her Grams.
It all seemed easy enough to follow.
Until Rhyzel Connor rolled into her life.
Suddenly everything she thought she knew about demons is put to the test as she finds herself teaming up with the most unusual of teammates to save a fellow witch from a hit.
Only problem is she doesn’t know how trustworthy Rhyzel is.
When magic is involved a good outcome isn’t always guaranteed and Bryn will have to put her neck on the line to get to the bottom of the well, even if it means unmasking Rhyzel and everything he stands for in an attempt to solve the biggest mystery she’s ever come across.
Heavy footsteps stopped right outside the seventh door. Something pounded on the wood once, twice, as if requesting an invitation to come inside.
The creepy factor tipped the scale.
I spread my legs apart as the door to the apartment rattled. Something insisted on testing the endurance of the wooden frame repeatedly. I brought my right arm to my chest, fingers curled into a fist.
And then I waited.
The door exploded into giant splinters as the first demon burst into the living room. It wasn’t as big as my imagination had led me to believe, but it wasn’t small either. Taller than me for sure. And bulkier by far. It resembled a human kangaroo hybrid, but not nearly as cuddly. Definitely not cute. Not remotely.
In my short career as a Keeper witch I’d seen my share of ugly demons. This pointy-eared, stocky, brown-skinned walking nightmare was among the top five. Its short snout was filled with triangular teeth that seemed deadly sharp. It held its girth on two muscled legs with inverted knees and three-inch talons on each of its toes.
Behind that demon stood at least a dozen more monsters like it, waiting to be granted access to their prey of choice. Their slanted eyes studied me with predatory hunger. Except for the occasional twitch of their elf ears, not one of them moved. Or growled. Or challenged me. Not until the one in the front dipped its massive head back, howled, then bolted toward me.
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