Saturday, October 31, 2015

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Among the Debris
(Book Two – Son of Rain series)
Michelle Irwin


"Romeo and Juliet  meets Supernatural"

Michelle Irwin, in her creation of the Fire and Rain complimentary series of books, has blended the timeless idea of two lovers from different backgrounds torn apart by circumstance within an urban fantasy playground.

Book Details: Novel
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
  89,000 words


Clay Jacobs and Evie Meyers are on the run. Together. Being hunted is almost worth it, so long as that remains true. It’s too much to hope that it can last.

Only weeks after their reunion in Salem, his family strikes, and Clay is torn from his lover’s arms once again. Alone, his certainty in their love falters. Everything he thought was true is called into question. Could his family be right? Could he have been caught in Evie’s spell?

Clay’s obsession with finding the truth leads him on a hunt across the globe. The answer will either bring him closer to freedom or destroy the remnants of his shattered heart. His quest may prove more difficult than he imagines when some people will go to any lengths to keep the truth hidden.



I spun around when I heard my name called. Seeing a familiar short, stocky redhead walking toward me sent my stomach plummeting. Fuck.

“Clay Jacobs, you son of a bitch, it is you!” The guy clapped me on the shoulder.

“Max,” I said as I took in the grinning operative in front of me.

“It’s been ages, hasn’t it? ’Bout a year right? Not since that, God, what was it? Lizard man?”

“Yeah,” I said, somewhat dismissively as I looked around, hoping that Evie wouldn’t choose that moment to return to my side.

A frown tugged at Max’s brow as I met his green-eyed gaze again.

“It, uh, it was a wild weekend, that’s for sure,” I added. From what I recalled, Max’s partner had gotten so drunk while we were waiting for the lizard man, he’d almost become a midnight snack. If my twin-sister, Louise, and I hadn’t all but tripped over his legs poking out of the swamp, he wouldn’t have lasted the night.

“So, where’s the family?” Max asked. He raised his hand to scratch his cheek, showing me the M-shaped Rain symbol tattooed on the back of his hand, just below his thumb.

Every second I continued to speak to him was one second closer to the time Evie would join me at my side. Max wasn’t the sharpest tool in the Rain shed, but he was well enough trained to spot Evie for what she was in a second. Especially with the increased chatter about the existence of such creatures in recent years. There was also a risk my family would have put out a notice to all Rain headquarters to pay special attention to women matching Evie’s description. Either way, it was likely Max would mark her as a phoenix on sight and then expect me to join him on a hunt.

Breathing through my nose, I tried to force the anxiety clawing at my throat and racing through my heart from my features. “Solo hunt,” I said. I tried for a smile, but only managed a brief upward twitch.

“Hunt? Haven’t heard of anything that might interest you Elite around here.”

Shit. I should have said some R&R or something, anything, else. I clenched my fists. “It’s nothing really, just a lead . . . on Lou’s case,” I added as the idea occurred to me. Almost every Rain operative we’d worked with, and many that we hadn’t, knew the story of Lou’s kidnapping by the fae when we were babies and my family’s quest for revenge ever since. “Dad and Eth asked me to come down and see what I could find. On the quiet, you know. No point getting Lou’s hopes up.”

He nodded but the suspicion that pinched the corners of his eyes didn’t shift. “So, I heard the funniest story this mornin’ when gettin’ my assignments,” he said. “’Bout an operative gone rogue.”

My gaze flicked straight to his face, searching for any signs of mistrust. “Yeah?”

“Way I hear it, ’stead of destroyin’ the creature he’s huntin’, he runs off with it. Could be anywhere in the country they say.”

The thundering sound of my pulse in my ears made it hard to focus on the actual words. It was clear he knew everything, or at least enough to indict me. I didn’t know why he was talking to me instead of just attacking, but it was possible he was stalling until backup arrived. With the new insight that we’d been caught, I did another scan of the area and saw what I’d missed the first time. A CCTV camera hidden near a light fitting on the depot’s roof.


I cursed ever helping with the damned facial recognition software. It had helped me find Evie before, but now it might have damned her too. We’d been trying so hard to be careful, to keep our heads ducked and avoid cameras. Obviously, not well enough.

Even though Max had made me, and we both knew it, I had to pretend not to understand what he’d just revealed if I wanted to have any chance of getting Evie out.

“That’s terrible,” I said, moving my hand to my gun. My motions were slow, cautious, and fluid, so as not to draw his attention. “What else do you know? Maybe I can keep my ear to the ground for some extra information?”

“Oh, I’m sure you know all ’bout it,” he said. Even as he said the words, his hand reached for his holster, but he was too late.

Before he even had a chance to get near his gun, I reached for him, pulling him against me so that my gun pressed hard against his side. With my lips at his ear, I whispered, “How many are coming?”



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Michelle Irwin

Michelle Irwin has been many things in her life: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; a young girl willing to fight for the love of a vampire; and a time-travelling madman in a box. She achieved all of these feats and many more through her voracious reading habit. Eventually, so much reading had to have an effect and the cast of characters inside her mind took over and spilled out onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under with her surprisingly patient husband and ever-intriguing daughter, carving out precious moments of writing and reading time around her accounts-based day job. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.

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