Falcon: Resistance
KBS Next Generation, Book One
Victoria Danann
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Science Fiction Fantasy
Publisher: 7th House, Imprint of Andromeda LLC
Date of Publication: October 28, 2016
KBS Next Generation, Book One
Victoria Danann
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Science Fiction Fantasy
Publisher: 7th House, Imprint of Andromeda LLC
Date of Publication: October 28, 2016
ISBN: 978-1-933320-60-1
ASIN: B01JXYGY4O
Number of pages: 304
Word Count: 76k
Cover Artist: Victoria Danann
Book Description:
IT'S THEIR TURN!
The next generation of the Knights of Black Swan have been inducted and vested with all the privileges and responsibilities of the legends in whose shadows they took their training. They are coming into their prime as servants of The Order, but still have most of their lives ahead. Or so each one hopes.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Victoria Danann, brings us a sizzling new take on the Knights of Black Swan. The boys are all grown up and bursting at the seams looking for action.
The new Director of Operations is cute, curvilicious and has Falcon reeling. And he doesn't need distractions when he's busy saving the world.
The epic saga that has won BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE SERIES the past three years in a row (Reviewers Choice Awards, the Paranormal Romance Guild) continues with a new crop of vampire hunters that we already know and love. Preorder TODAY and be one of the first to find out why KBS is called astonishing, breathtaking, nail biting, spectacular, unique, and a wild and sexy ride.
ASIN: B01JXYGY4O
Number of pages: 304
Word Count: 76k
Cover Artist: Victoria Danann
Book Description:
IT'S THEIR TURN!
The next generation of the Knights of Black Swan have been inducted and vested with all the privileges and responsibilities of the legends in whose shadows they took their training. They are coming into their prime as servants of The Order, but still have most of their lives ahead. Or so each one hopes.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Victoria Danann, brings us a sizzling new take on the Knights of Black Swan. The boys are all grown up and bursting at the seams looking for action.
The new Director of Operations is cute, curvilicious and has Falcon reeling. And he doesn't need distractions when he's busy saving the world.
The epic saga that has won BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE SERIES the past three years in a row (Reviewers Choice Awards, the Paranormal Romance Guild) continues with a new crop of vampire hunters that we already know and love. Preorder TODAY and be one of the first to find out why KBS is called astonishing, breathtaking, nail biting, spectacular, unique, and a wild and sexy ride.
Excerpt
Storm wanted to
appear nonchalant, but couldn’t help sneaking a glance at Ram when he said,
“I’ll bet Elora would like to sashay by there tonight. We know she has a thing
for talking vampire.”
Ram caught the
mischievous gleam in Storm’s eye and knew Storm was teasing, but it was also a
dig that didn’t go down easy. After three children and years of married life,
the way Baka and Elora had interacted, back in the day, still bothered Ram. And
Storm knew it.
Rammel carefully
set his whiskey tumbler down on the table beside him before launching himself
out of his chair so fast it looked like he’d been sitting on an eject
mechanism. He flew across the space that separated them and attempted to get
Storm in a headlock.
“What are you
doing?!?” Storm wheezed, turning red and trying to get his breath while Ram’s
forearm cut off his windpipe. “It was a joke!”
Ram didn’t respond
to that protest because he didn’t care if it was a joke. He jerked Storm out of
the chair by his neck, which was a testament to Ram’s strength because Storm
was still a big well-muscled guy. As soon as they fell to the floor together,
Ram hauled back and launched a fist that caught Storm in the side. Storm
reacted by rolling over so that he could get enough room to clip Ram on the
side of the face. Kay, of course, was yelling and doing his best to break it
up, but in the process took punishing hits from both of them.
Several of the
other knights came to assist Kay and fifteen minutes later, the three veteran
members of B Team were standing in the Sovereign’s office, being called on the
carpet like they were kids.
“The. Hel.” said
Glen, clearly furious. “Every trainee in Jefferson Unit has already heard that
B Team were brawling in our own club lounge, rolling around on the floor like…
like…”
“Brawlers?” Kay
suggested.
“Famous legendary
elite vampire hunters indeed.” The sarcasm was dripping from every word Glen
uttered. “A fine example you set for the next generation tonight.”
“He started it,”
Storm mumbled.
“You did not say
what I think you just said,” Glen looked incredulous. “Is this some kind of
midlife crisis?”
That hit a mark.
All three men looked horrified. “We’re no’ yet even thirty five,” Ram
protested.
“You’re acting
like you’re not yet five.”
Ram glared at
Storm. “There are just some things you do no’ say about an elf’s mate.”
Glen pulled back
and studied Ram for a minute. “I don’t believe there is any power in heaven or
hel that could make me believe Engel Storm insulted Elora Laiken.”
“Well,” Ram
hedged, “he did no’ insult her per se.”
“Per se,” Glen
repeated.
“Aye. Per se.”
Glen threw up his
hands. “You know, I don’t really care what happened. If you were Z Team, I’d
just roll my eyes and say, ‘What else is new?’ The three of you are going to be
guest speakers at one ethics and decorum class per grade during this term.”
“Oh, for…” Kay
started.
“Not. Another.
Word.” Glen walked over and opened the door to his office. “Get out. And shame
on you.”
Standing in the
outer offices, Kay looked at the door that had been shut in his face and said,
“I didn’t do anything! In fact I tried to stop it.”
Ram and Storm
started walking down the hall toward the elevator. Storm turned to Ram and
said, “Look what you did now.”
“You want me to?
Pull your shirt up so I can see.”
“There’s nothing
to see. You on the other hand are going to need some ice soon if you don’t want
that eye to swell shut.”
Ram reached up and
touched it. “You got me good,” he smiled.
Storm’s face split
into a proud smile. “You’re gonna be wearing my mark for a while. Elora’s gonna
chew your royal rear end when she hears about this.”
By that time Kay
had caught up. From behind them he said, “Maybe you two are having a midlife
crisis.”
Storm wanted to
appear nonchalant, but couldn’t help sneaking a glance at Ram when he said,
“I’ll bet Elora would like to sashay by there tonight. We know she has a thing
for talking vampire.”
Ram caught the
mischievous gleam in Storm’s eye and knew Storm was teasing, but it was also a
dig that didn’t go down easy. After three children and years of married life,
the way Baka and Elora had interacted, back in the day, still bothered Ram. And
Storm knew it.
Rammel carefully
set his whiskey tumbler down on the table beside him before launching himself
out of his chair so fast it looked like he’d been sitting on an eject
mechanism. He flew across the space that separated them and attempted to get
Storm in a headlock.
“What are you
doing?!?” Storm wheezed, turning red and trying to get his breath while Ram’s
forearm cut off his windpipe. “It was a joke!”
Ram didn’t respond
to that protest because he didn’t care if it was a joke. He jerked Storm out of
the chair by his neck, which was a testament to Ram’s strength because Storm
was still a big well-muscled guy. As soon as they fell to the floor together,
Ram hauled back and launched a fist that caught Storm in the side. Storm
reacted by rolling over so that he could get enough room to clip Ram on the
side of the face. Kay, of course, was yelling and doing his best to break it
up, but in the process took punishing hits from both of them.
Several of the
other knights came to assist Kay and fifteen minutes later, the three veteran
members of B Team were standing in the Sovereign’s office, being called on the
carpet like they were kids.
“The. Hel.” said
Glen, clearly furious. “Every trainee in Jefferson Unit has already heard that
B Team were brawling in our own club lounge, rolling around on the floor like…
like…”
“Brawlers?” Kay
suggested.
“Famous legendary
elite vampire hunters indeed.” The sarcasm was dripping from every word Glen
uttered. “A fine example you set for the next generation tonight.”
“He started it,”
Storm mumbled.
“You did not say
what I think you just said,” Glen looked incredulous. “Is this some kind of
midlife crisis?”
That hit a mark.
All three men looked horrified. “We’re no’ yet even thirty five,” Ram
protested.
“You’re acting
like you’re not yet five.”
Ram glared at
Storm. “There are just some things you do no’ say about an elf’s mate.”
Glen pulled back
and studied Ram for a minute. “I don’t believe there is any power in heaven or
hel that could make me believe Engel Storm insulted Elora Laiken.”
“Well,” Ram
hedged, “he did no’ insult her per se.”
“Per se,” Glen
repeated.
“Aye. Per se.”
Glen threw up his
hands. “You know, I don’t really care what happened. If you were Z Team, I’d
just roll my eyes and say, ‘What else is new?’ The three of you are going to be
guest speakers at one ethics and decorum class per grade during this term.”
“Oh, for…” Kay
started.
“Not. Another.
Word.” Glen walked over and opened the door to his office. “Get out. And shame
on you.”
Standing in the
outer offices, Kay looked at the door that had been shut in his face and said,
“I didn’t do anything! In fact I tried to stop it.”
Ram and Storm
started walking down the hall toward the elevator. Storm turned to Ram and
said, “Look what you did now.”
“You want me to?
Pull your shirt up so I can see.”
“There’s nothing
to see. You on the other hand are going to need some ice soon if you don’t want
that eye to swell shut.”
Ram reached up and
touched it. “You got me good,” he smiled.
Storm’s face split
into a proud smile. “You’re gonna be wearing my mark for a while. Elora’s gonna
chew your royal rear end when she hears about this.”
By that time Kay
had caught up. From behind them he said, “Maybe you two are having a midlife
crisis.”
Author Bio
Co-host of the ROMANCE BETWEEN THE PAGES podcast.
Her paranormal romances come with uniquely fresh perspectives on "imaginary" creatures, characters, and themes. She adds a dash of scifi, a flourish of fantasy, enough humor to make you laugh out loud, and, occasionally, enough steam to make you squirm in your chair. Her heroines are independent femmes with flaws and minds of their own whether they are aliens, witches, demonologists, werewolves, hybrids, psychics, or past life therapists. Her heroes are hot and hunky, but they also have brains, character, and good manners... usually.
The rich characterizations come from being a lifelong student of behavior, casually, and a serious student of behavior academically. She also studied comparative religion, myths, and Dark Ages history.
Victoria lives in The Woodlands, Texas with her husband and a very smart, mostly black German Shepherd dog.
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