**Judas Kiss by K. A. Fox**
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**J. A. FOX **
**BIO**
K.A.
Fox is a proud military brat who has lived all over the world but now calls the
Midwest home. She uses her psychological training to facilitate successful negotiations
at work and to convince her husband and three sons that she’s always
right. When not writing, she can usually be found hiding somewhere with a book
and a bit of chocolate, or chasing after her own adorable Hell Hound.
To
find out more about Ms. Fox please visit:
**JUDAS KISS**
Publication
date:
March 10, 2020
Series:
Murphy’s Law #2
Published
By: Acorn Publishing
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
**BLURB**
Delaney Murphy is learning
what it really means to be the daughter of the Devil and that not everyone
appreciates her father’s kinder, gentler side. When tragedy strikes and upsets
the fragile balancing act of her life, Delaney will have to choose between
the world she’s sworn to protect and the father who has changed the whole of
Hell just for her.
As betrayals around her mount, she begins to question herself and those closest to her.
Cut off from her magic, Laney’s tie to humanity is fraying. She’s slipping closer and closer to giving in to the overwhelming darkness growing inside her.
Ultimately, she’ll have to confront her demons or risk losing herself entirely.
As betrayals around her mount, she begins to question herself and those closest to her.
Cut off from her magic, Laney’s tie to humanity is fraying. She’s slipping closer and closer to giving in to the overwhelming darkness growing inside her.
Ultimately, she’ll have to confront her demons or risk losing herself entirely.
**TEASERS**
**EXCERPT **
I burst through
the back door, stumbling into the
kitchen. Moose bounded in behind me and slid to a stop, his
nails grating as he fought for traction on the floor.
The kitchen was empty. “Cal,” I called, catching my
breath. I still hated running, but my new training regimen
had forced me to develop some endurance, whether I’d wanted
to or not. “Cal! Torren!”
The sound of movement came from two areas of the
house. The sound of footsteps pounding up the stairs from
the basement and down from the second floor reassured me
that I’d been heard. Callum was the first into the kitchen,
knocking open the basement door, a fierce look on his face.
Torren was a second behind, coming into the kitchen from
the direction of the living room, clearing the corners of the
room with his gun as he entered.
Cal’s eyes darted over me, as if he was checking for
injuries. I waved his concern for me away. “I’m fine, but,
something’s wrong. Angus was here, we were talking about
things—and then he was gone.” I wrapped my arms around
my middle, fear beginning to worm through my gut. “Cal, he was scared.”
Understanding dawned on Cal’s face and he shot a glance
over my head to Torren. “We need to go. Grab a bag.”
Torren nodded and left the room without a word.
“Laney, did Angus say anything at all before he left? Anything
to give you an idea where he was going?”
I shook my head. “We were talking and then it was like
he was looking somewhere else. I heard him say the word
‘NO’ and then he disappeared.”
Torren appeared back in the kitchen, a black backpack
slung over his shoulder. He handed another one to Callum
then looked at me. At my questioning look, he said, “Go
bags. Supplies we might want to have.” His eyes flicked over
me, from head to toe. “Are you armed right now?”
I nodded, my hand sliding around to the holster I wore.
It had become a requirement. Another change for me to get
used to. I didn’t leave the house without at least one weapon
on me. “Gun, extra mags. Knife in my boot.”
“Then let’s go. We’ve got ourselves a devil to find.”
kitchen. Moose bounded in behind me and slid to a stop, his
nails grating as he fought for traction on the floor.
The kitchen was empty. “Cal,” I called, catching my
breath. I still hated running, but my new training regimen
had forced me to develop some endurance, whether I’d wanted
to or not. “Cal! Torren!”
The sound of movement came from two areas of the
house. The sound of footsteps pounding up the stairs from
the basement and down from the second floor reassured me
that I’d been heard. Callum was the first into the kitchen,
knocking open the basement door, a fierce look on his face.
Torren was a second behind, coming into the kitchen from
the direction of the living room, clearing the corners of the
room with his gun as he entered.
Cal’s eyes darted over me, as if he was checking for
injuries. I waved his concern for me away. “I’m fine, but,
something’s wrong. Angus was here, we were talking about
things—and then he was gone.” I wrapped my arms around
my middle, fear beginning to worm through my gut. “Cal, he was scared.”
Understanding dawned on Cal’s face and he shot a glance
over my head to Torren. “We need to go. Grab a bag.”
Torren nodded and left the room without a word.
“Laney, did Angus say anything at all before he left? Anything
to give you an idea where he was going?”
I shook my head. “We were talking and then it was like
he was looking somewhere else. I heard him say the word
‘NO’ and then he disappeared.”
Torren appeared back in the kitchen, a black backpack
slung over his shoulder. He handed another one to Callum
then looked at me. At my questioning look, he said, “Go
bags. Supplies we might want to have.” His eyes flicked over
me, from head to toe. “Are you armed right now?”
I nodded, my hand sliding around to the holster I wore.
It had become a requirement. Another change for me to get
used to. I didn’t leave the house without at least one weapon
on me. “Gun, extra mags. Knife in my boot.”
“Then let’s go. We’ve got ourselves a devil to find.”
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