Ms Suzanne McLeod, author of the Spellcrackers.com series was kind enough to send an excerpt (aka extract) of her latest release, The Shifting Price of Prey, my way for the purpose of teasing and posting for readers to enjoy. If you've never, ever read any of her novels yet take a little time to get a bit of a taste here.
There is also an excerpt of her third novel here. Eventually, this current excerpt will be on the excerpt page of my blog. Enjoy!
Excerpt from Chapter
Two
I blinked as Tavish suddenly appeared
on the other side of the desk, shedding the Invisibility spell he’d
been wearing, then did a double take. When he’d gone invisible and
piggybacked after me into the gnome’s house, he’d been sporting
his usual Sam-Spade-pinstriped-suit-and-Fedora work outfit. Now he
was poured into a black unitard, pewter-coloured cobwebs decorating
the super-tight Lyrca covering every part of him, including his head,
hands and feet. He should’ve looked ridiculous in the costume;
instead it left nothing to my libido’s imagination and he looked .
. . disturbingly jumpable— Down, girl! Briefly I closed my
eyes. How the hell had he even got himself into it, not to mention—
‘Tavish, why are you dressed-up as a
bad-ass Spider-Man?’
He stripped his hood off and the lacy
gills either side of his neck snapped open like black fans. He shook
out his green-black dreads; they writhed around his shoulders as if
objecting to being contained, beads flashing from cobweb pewter to a
clear sun-drenched turquoise.
‘Och, doll,’ he said, giving me
his shark’s grin, serrated teeth white against the green-black of
his skin. ‘The fancy dress shop dinna have a Cat-Man costume, so
what else should I be wearing to be all sneaky and stealthy?’
Having him ‘work’ with/for me was
like employing a two-year-old sometimes; still, most of the clients
loved his ‘eccentricities’. I shot him an exasperated look. ‘You
were invisible. It didn’t matter what you wore.’
‘Maybe. But where’s the fun in
that? And look.’ Tavish lifted his hand and shot a stream of magic
at the high ceiling. It expanded into thin filaments, attached, and
then with a leap he was above me, crouched upside down on the
ceiling, giving me an excellent view of his, oh, so gorgeous arse.
Crap! I was as bad as the dirty-minded
gnome, or Tavish’s magical pheromones were hitting a new high. I
was going to have to find a way of getting rid of the damn
side-effect, and soon. I dragged my attention back to the dead fairy
then decided that staring at his appendage probably wasn’t the
ideal way to cool down my libido.
I fished a bottle of water out of my
backpack, took a long drink. Spidey impersonation aside, at least now
Tavish had finished his search I’d find out if he’d dug up any
incriminating evidence on Mr Lecherous Lampy.
‘Any luck?’ I asked, sitting down.
**Available in the UK August 30, 2012
***More information on the Spellcracker's page
*** 'Mr Lecherous Lampy' just one of the many reasons I love reading McLeod novels. *g*
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