WEEEEEE and a Way We Go!
I’m very excited to get my first review for VEILED TRUTH and it’s a gooooooood one! I’m thrilled that it’s been given an RT TOP PICK for October.
Here’s the review:
A police detective in Necropolis, witch Lyra Magice works with Theron LeNoir, half-witch/half-vampire, to foil a demon’s plot to take power within the city. Not to be overshadowed by the supernatural storyline of Veiled Truth (41/2), the relationship between Lyra and Theron is full of chemistry. Vivi Anna’s writing is wonderfully descriptive, and the plot is riveting. This book will definitely hold readers’ attention.. - RT
Woot!! My first TOP PICK, and hopefully one of many.
I’m really excited about this book. It’s book three in the Valorian Chronicles and it’s Lyra’s story. I love her character. She’s the snarky one on the team. She’s also fiery and doesn’t take shit from anyone.
Here’s a little snippet:
When Theron entered the room and saw Lyra bent over his book, a look of fierce concentration on her face, his heart actually fluttered. The reaction surprised him. Most of his reactions to women were in lower places on his anatomy. But there was something about her that was unique. He had noticed before, and he was certainly noticing it now.
It wasn’t that she was gorgeous, because she wasn’t. Certainly, she had some redeeming qualities—big, brown, soulful eyes; wide, inviting mouth; a petite, nubile body—but it was something more than all those things. A quality that transcended physical beauty. A thing almost ethereal in nature.
Standing now, her face stern, and her hands on her hips, Lyra looked like a diminutive Amazon goddess.
Caine remained impassive, his brow cocked; regarding Theron as if he was nothing. Then he looked at the baron. “Are you taking this man’s allegations seriously?”
“Are you calling me a liar, monsieur?” Theron replied.
“I’m sorry but I find it hard to believe that Lyra, who has more integrity than most of us at the lab, would steal anything.”
“Your investigator came into my home, bound me with a sophomoric binding spell at best, and took my book without permission. If that is not theft, then what is it?”
“It was not sophomoric,” she grated out between clenched teeth.
Everyone looked over at her.
It made Theron chuckle to see the tick at the little witch’s jaw. Magic surged out of her like a suddenly sparking electrical wire. He could feel it all around him. It surprised him at how intense it was. She possessed power, this woman. More than he suspected she even realized.
“Lyra, is what this man saying true?”
“No. Not really.”
“Is it no, or not really?”
She shrugged. “It’s complicated.”
Laal huffed, “Well, someone had better start explaining because I’m very close to firing someone.”
Hands clenched into fists, Lyra glared at the baron and took a step toward him like an advancing lioness. Theron swore he saw her eyes spark with flames. “You can’t fire me because of this.”
“I most certainly can.”
Caine put his hand up to interpose. “No one is getting fired. I’m sure there is a logical explanation for all of this. Isn’t there, Lyra?”
Hands still fisted, she halted her progression toward the baron and turned her fiery gaze onto Theron. “If this stubborn jerk hadn’t refused to help with the translation, I wouldn’t have done anything so…so drastic.”
His body started to sweat from her heated gaze. Oh, she was a firecracker indeed this witch. If he had more time in Necropolis, he would certainly enjoy battling with her. He wondered if their battles would translate into something more passionate. Something they could take to a private venue, like his hotel room.
And because I’m in such a good mood, I want to give something away…so anyone that comments will have their name dropped in a hat for a chance to win a download of my October NOCTURNE BITE, Stormchaser. This novella is Captain Mahina Garner’s story. I loved writing her character too. She’s such an alpha.
