Today is release day for The Kayan's Mage, the first book in the Hunter Clan series by Jess Buffett and she is here today to give a preview of her book and tell a little bit about herself! Enjoy.
About the Author:
Jess is a 27 year old mum of
two. She is married to a wonderful and supportive husband and they live in
Australia. Jess is a hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that
sizzle with a happy ending. She is a huge fan of M/M and M/F romance - anything
with hunky men in all their glory, whether they be Shifters, Vampires, Cowboys
or the boy next door. Jess believes in soul mates and happily-ever-afters. And
she is a believer in love at first sight, but that sometimes people need a
second or a third for the brain to catch up.
After
spending too much time and money on reading, Jess finally decided to open
herself up and try writing. She hopes you enjoy her work as much as she enjoyed
creating it.
For all the latest updates on Jess and her releases, check out the links below:
The Kayan's Mage [Hunter Clan 1]
Sawyer McLeod lost his family and his entire Guild, except his
twin, seven years ago. Now almost twenty-one, he is coming to the age to
receive his abilities as a Mage. Unfortunately there are others who will stop
at nothing to see the brothers don’t survive that long.
When Jake Hunter, Kayan for a Clan of Wolf Shifters living in
Australia, finally finds his true-mate, he doesn’t expect it to be in the midst
of a brutal attack. Through omissions of truth, misunderstandings, and fear,
Jake struggles to prove to Sawyer that he can trust him.
When Sawyer is finally
willing to give Jake a chance, a ghost from the past returns to destroy
everything they have built together. Will they be able to overcome the foe long
thought gone, or will it be the end for the Kayan’s Mage?
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Excerpt:
“Come
to the new club, you said. It’ll be fun, you said…I’m not really feelin’ it,
Riley,” Sawyer McLeod muttered to his brother.
One
of these days he was really going to stop listening to that brother of his.
Really, any day now. Shame he should have started yesterday.
His
twin, Riley, had always had a knack for getting them into one scrape or
another, but to his credit not even Sawyer had seen this coming. The group of
men who were currently backing them into a corner were twice their size and
just as drunk, looking more than ready to start something. The fact that their
so-called best friend, Elijah, was standing with the men and encouraging them
was a real kicker as well.
Sawyer
was still reeling from seeing their former friend walk toward the group of men.
He had thought the man had lost his mind, until Elijah had turned back,
pointing his finger in their direction, and informed the men that they were the
ones the group had been waiting for. Elijah had been the only friend they had,
not having stayed too long in the one spot, and watching him betray them like
that had felt like a knife in the gut to Sawyer. He had never had a reason not
to trust the other man though. Even Elijah suggesting parking in this lot,
which was situated further away from the club they were headed to, hadn’t set
off any of his usual alarms. Jeez, I must be losing my touch.
“Eli,
I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to stop this. Please,” he pleaded,
his voice shaking toward the end.
“Why
would I want to do that?” Elijah frowned. “Things are going exactly like they
should.”
“What
things?”
“You
and your brother. You’re supposed to be dead, and now you will be.” Elijah made
the claim as if Sawyer should have known that. “We can’t have your kind running
around and multiplying.”
An
icy knot formed in the pit of his stomach. Your kind? Did he know
what they were? How? They were always so careful. His heart sank as Elijah’s
words truly registered. He was right, they should be dead, and the fact that
Elijah knew that could only mean one thing. They had been found.
Sweeping
his gaze over the dimly lit lot in desperate hope of finding a way out, Sawyer
noticed it was almost empty of cars. As the three large men at the front
stepped forward, closing in on them, he became more aware than ever that there
was no way anyone would hear a call for help from here. Even if they did,
chances were it would be ignored. Life in the city.
The
sounds of gravel shuffling under his feet echoed through his ears as they were
backed up against the metal fence. Sawyer’s heart was beating so loudly and
frantically that he was surprised he could hear anything else. Risking a quick
glance at his brother, he saw his own fear mirrored in Riley’s icy blue eyes.
It amazed him, even at times like this, that their eyes were the only physical
difference between them, Riley’s being blue, whereas Sawyer’s were green.
Struggling
to keep himself calm, at least on the outside, he tried to figure out a way of
getting them past the three gigantors, then Elijah and the others. There was
also another twenty metres to where their car had been parked. No problem,
right?
“Com’ere,
blondie,” the middle man slurred, his body swaying as he spoke. Sawyer could
smell the pungent scent of stale alcohol from where he stood and shivered in
revulsion when the man’s eyes raked over him. Worse still was when the man
cupped his crotch and licked his lips like they were some sort of delicious
meal he couldn’t wait to dig into. God, he was going to be sick.
Riley
reached over and gripped Sawyer’s hand tight. He could feel the tremors running
through his brother’s body, but he was hiding it well. While they may have had
a slight advantage since neither he nor his brother was human, these men were
big and outnumbered them. And if Elijah knew what Sawyer and Riley were, he
also knew how old they were and that they wouldn’t have their abilities yet.
Prime pickings.
“Seems
they think they’re too good for us, Bear,” the one to Bear’s left chuckled. He
took a step forward, and Sawyer couldn’t contain the whimper of fear that
passed his lips even as he stepped sideways to place himself in front of his
twin.
“Well
now, Tiger, we’ll just have to change their minds. Won’t we, blondie?” sneered
Bear.
Really,
Tiger and Bear! Who were these guys, the rejects from an L. Frank Baum novel?
Sawyer was just waiting for the guy on the right to pipe up and announce to the
class that his name was Lion. If they were shifters, maybe he’d get it.
Wait,
scrap that. Not even shifters would be that corny.
From
behind him, he heard Riley mutter, “Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my.”
A
snigger slipped past Sawyer’s lips, clearly indicating that his
self-preservation wasn’t kicking in. Both of them had always found the most
inappropriate things amusing when they were scared, and unfortunately for them,
Bear didn’t seem to appreciate their particular brand of humour. No one ever
did.
A
fist collided with the side of his head, blindsiding him and knocking him to
the ground. From where he fell, Sawyer shoved at Riley, moaning for him to run.
Somewhere to his left he heard Riley scream his name, but there was nothing he
could do but draw their attention, giving his brother a chance to escape as
another hard kick landed in his stomach. That was going to leave a mark.
Managing to regain his footing, Sawyer blocked the next hit, following it up
with a right hook of his own. His fist collided with the man’s temple and the
guy went down with a grunt. All those years they had spent on the street were
paying off, and by the look on Elijah’s face, he hadn’t been prepared for that.
A small sliver of satisfaction ran through Sawyer. The arsehole hadn’t expected
on him fighting back, which meant he didn’t know Sawyer as well as he thought
he did.
“That’s right, bitch. This
twink fights back,” he spat out.
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