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Blurb:
The majority of Prosaic City’s residents don’t know that their town exists on top of another place -- Necropolis, City of the Undead. For the most part, the two planes of existence manage to remain separate. And when they don’t, Necropolis Enforcement has beings in place to ensure the general human population remains blithely clueless.
Victoria Wolfe is more than just a policewoman. She’s an undercover werewolf assigned by Necropolis Enforcement to work Prosaic City Police’s Night Beat. Victoria’s comfortable working the shift where all the weird comes out to play, especially since her partner is also her perfect man. Or would be, if Victoria could ever work up the nerve to tell him she isn’t like other girls.
It’s hard enough being a werewolf in disguise, but when a creature from the Depths of Hell shows up in an alley preferred by junkies, bums, and hookers, it’s going to take more than just Victoria’s special gun and werewolf skills to subdue the ancient Sumerian demon. Especially when the demon is merely the start of what appears to be a major takeover attempt by the Prince of Darkness.
Soon all of Necropolis Enforcement’s Undead Brigade is involved in the fight to stop the Prince’s Major Minions from taking over Prosaic City and the rest of the human plane. But it’s Victoria who has to face the Adversary and figure out what intricate plan Lucifer has up his wings before everyone she cares about is destroyed.
In other words, it’s just another day on the Night Beat.
Excerpt from Chapter 10:
“Impressive lack of something happening,” Maurice said nervously.
I continued to fire. I spread the shots around -- up, down, interesting patterns -- to keep the monster guessing. Guessing about where it was going to get tickled next, as far as I could tell. Despite their reputation and my previous experiences with them, the projectiles weren’t working. At all.
The monster raised a limb. A limb covered with about a thousand tentacles that all had awful suckers and pincers on them, but a limb, nonetheless. “Any ideas?”
“Turn to mist, fly away?” Amanda didn’t sound like she was joking.
“Cry like a baby?” Maurice didn’t sound like he was trying to be funny, either.
There was a rumbling noise, and the monster lost a few feet. Now it was only about six feet tall. And dark. Not handsome, however. Neither was what came out of the hole in the ground the monster had fallen into, but I was sure happy to see it.
A thick, long, and altogether huge white worm wrapped itself around the monster, effectively preventing it from attacking. Not from struggling, but you couldn’t have everything.
“Good boy, Rover,” a deep, rumbling voice said. Monty’s head peeked out from the hole.
“Vic, only you would find an ancient Sumerian demon while on routine patrol.” He looked around. “Rover, tighter, boy, tighter.” The worm constricted and the monster struggled a little less.
“H.P.’s on his way,” I offered.
“Good. We’ll need his help.” Monty slowly crawled out of the hole. All his parts stayed put, which was pretty impressive. He’d been a lich for so many centuries it was sort of amazing he didn’t disintegrate, though he insisted turning into stone was a bigger risk. Hard to prove it by my experience.
Rover had the monster well-wrapped, but he was only a giant white worm, after all, and his power wasn’t going to hold an ancient demon forever. “Monty, is anyone helping Rover control our monster?”
“Dirt Corps is on it,” he said, rather huffily.
“Oh, good.” I tried to keep the concern out of my voice. Dirt Corps consisted of undeads who weren’t exactly up to Enforcement standards. Most of them weren’t whole bodies, even. Though, you had to give them a lot of credit for willing. Not a lot of credit for success, but sometimes they got lucky.
Author Bio:Gini Koch lives in Hell's Orientation Area (aka Phoenix, AZ), works her butt off
(sadly, not literally) by day, and writes by night with the rest of the beautiful
people. She writes the fast, fresh and funny Alien/Katherine Kitty Katt series for
DAW Books, the Necropolis Enforcement Files series, and the Martian Alliance
Chronicles series for Musa Publishing. As G.J. Koch she writes the Alexander Outland
series for Night Shade Books. She also writes under a variety of other pen names
(including Anita Ensal, Jemma Chase, A.E. Stanton, and J.C. Koch), listens to rock
music 24/7, and is a proud comics geek-girl willing to discuss at any time why
Wolverine is the best superhero ever (even if Deadpool does get all the best lines).
She speaks frequently on what it takes to become a successful author and other
aspects of writing and the publishing business. She can be reached through her
website at www.ginikoch.com
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