By Blood Sworn by Janice Jones
(The Dagger Chronicles #2)
Published By: Amberjack Publishing
Publication Date: August 22, 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Supernatural
As the Dagger, Alex Stone hunted down supernatural threats on covert ops team, Night Command. After the capture of a particularly bad-ass vampire, Tristan Ambrose, Alex gets out of the game. In the years following her departure, Alex started a hot new clothing line and moved on with her life. She was happy pretending the supernatural didn’t exist, but, with Tristan’s escape, she’s pulled back into the game.
Alex is hired to continue guarding the very tempting body of Jason Stavros–up-and-coming vampire politico–alongside her new team, The Trackers. Stavros is scheduled to head to an international conference of the supernatural community in Bucharest, and Alex and her new team must keep him safe while investigating new threats, and ghosts from the past.
When the conference is interrupted by betrayal and sabotage, Alex must pull her weakened team together to bring the saboteurs to justice–and get some well-deserved revenge.
Suddenly, she’s not just back in the game, she’s all in.
By Blood Sworn is the thrilling, psychological, and sexy sequel to In Her Blood , the first book in The Dagger Chronicles series by Janice Jones.
Excerpt from By Blood Sworn:
From his position behind the glass, he waited. What else could he do? In this century, he was at a disadvantage. Witchcraft continued to elude him, as it always had. And Brice Campbell couldn’t tell a spell from a fast food menu, so Tristan was forced to watch and wait.
Giselle worked day and night—page by page. The “clean room” was off limits to Tristan. Something about how the magicks she used to transfer his consciousness could be interrupted if he stood in that room for even a few minutes. He felt like he was back to his old self, but she insisted he wasn’t.
“You need more time for the blood to take hold permanently,” she warned him over breakfast.
Tristan sighed. More time. He was tired of that phrase, quite honestly. Over the centuries, waiting was something he had come to know intimately. But if he had to wait any longer, he’d surely go mad. He reached up to press the little white button that operated the two-way speakers.
“How much longer?”
Giselle peered over the top of her glasses at him, her gloved hands poised over the delicate pages of the book of dark magic she’d been painstakingly scanning for the last three hours. With her hair pinned up in a bun and covered in a matching bonnet, she looked like a surgeon.
“This may take a while.” The mask over her mouth moved as she spoke. “You should go on with your day, Tristan. You’ll just be bored watching me.”
Tristan pressed his right palm to the glass and tapped it lightly with the ring around his finger as he held the button down. Giselle continued to pass the slim lighted wand over the page. He watched the tedious process in painful boredom. “Sorry, I’m just anxious.”
“So am I, but scanning two thousand pages will take time, Tristan. My program will decipher the text but not instantly. Most likely this language is dead, so we may have to wait even longer for the translation.”
Tristan stepped closer to the glass. “Don’t you have a spell that can turn that into something we can read?”
Giselle shook her head, and he could tell she had a smile on her face. “My magic isn’t strong enough for this. But I do recognize some of the words here.” She leaned closer to the book, and Tristan saw her eyes narrow as the mask over her mouth moved. “It says something about a dzhadazhiya—that’s Bulgarian.”
She looked up at him with something akin to fear and disbelief. As she scrambled over to the messy desk in the corner, Tristan sighed.
He released the button while he waited. All this babble about dead languages and ancient glyphs had given him a massive headache. “Giselle,” he growled under his breath, then pressed the button again. “What does it mean?”
A leather-bound journal lay open on the desk. She flipped the stiff pages quickly, stopped, appeared to read the words scribbled on them, then looked up at him.
“Dhampir,” she announced with a grin in her eyes. “That’s what my people called them, anyway.”
Tristan suddenly felt lightheaded. He let his weight fall against the glass as he smiled at her. “Are you sure? Please tell me you’re sure.”
“The doctor made references to a hybrid program, but there were problems,” she said, almost under her breath as she shut the journal. “I have to go over this, without interruption,” she said then hurried back to the workstation. “I’ll let you know when I’m done.”
Graduating with a Masters in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University, Janice’s first novel, In Her Blood, is the first book in her vampire adventure series The Dagger Chronicles. This series introduces you to the world of Alexa “Alex” Stone, ex-vampire hunter and assassin turned fashion mogul. Hiding in plain sight, Alex must return to the world of the supernatural in order protect a handsome vampire and her own secrets. Look for Book Two, By Blood Sworn to hit online outlets soon. Janice is looking forward to readers of New Adult Fiction and Vampire lore to embrace a new kind of action adventure hero, a woman with many secrets and many stories to tell.
(Author photo courtesy of Omar Ramos Photography www.omarramosphotography.com/Makeup by LaChandra Middlebrooks)