Stalking the Demon is now with beta readers! When I get it back, it will be final revisions and then off to my editor.
On the dresser, the tiny jars and bottles of cosmetics rattled together as though someone with a heavy tread had walked past.
Alloran paused, squinting. The row of glass jars tinkled again. ‘That’s strange.’
The entire room rattled this time, shaking side to side, and Alloran sprawled forward, sweeping Gisayne off her feet and knocking her onto the bed. He fell atop her, pinning her down. Dek staggered left, and then right, and caught himself against a wall. The tapestry hanging against it undulated as if the stones rippled. Another jolt threw Alloran headfirst into the mattress, the bedclothes smothering him as he gasped a breath. The scent of sulphur filled the air.
The shaking subsided as quickly as it started. A hand pulled at him, helping him right himself, and he pushed against the bed until he found his feet again. Gisayne clutched his hand as if she might never let go. Beside the bed, Dek leaned shaking against the wall, his eyes wide and rolling in a face gone pale.
‘Earthquake?’ Dek’s voice was hoarse. ‘Ehsan don’t get earthquakes.’
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More about Stalking the Demon:
Alloran did everything within his power; he banished the demon and sealed the portal. But the world is still careening into hell.
Six months after Ladanyon’s defeat, Gisayne is fading away from a baffling illness. Alloran is desperate for a cure, but he has a secret – the fabric of reality is collapsing, threatening to spill unrestrained demons into the world of Verusia. Is Ladanyon striking back at Alloran from the hell to which he was condemned, or is there a traitor among them?
The only people he can turn to for help deciphering the linked mysteries of Gisayne’s affliction and the collapse of the world are the two research assistants set to spy on him for the council of wizards – but he knows he can’t trust them.
Everything Alloran loves races toward destruction – and all the answers are locked away in hell.
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