Demon’s Mark by T.F. Walsh
Award-Winning and Int’l Bestselling Author
Legends, Mystery, And Romance You’ll Want To Get Lost In
Demon hunter, Levi Walker eliminates the bastards using divine weapons. One monster at a time until he tracks down the demonic filth that killed his best friend. So when he finally corners the beast, it’s payback time. But with the newest hunting recruit making an appearance and catching him off guard—the same minx who broke his heart months earlier—the fight takes a deadly twist. The demon targets Cary, but in Levi’s attempt to save her, they both get marked for death.
Cary Stone’s secret will get her thrown into Hell faster than a demon jacked up on virgin blood. Born a half-demon, she’s always followed her father’s instruction—never get close to anyone, never stay too long in one place, and always work alone. Except this past year, she’s managed to break every single rule by getting a job hunting demons, falling insanely for Levi, and getting them both on the hit list by the biggest mercenary in Hell. But revealing her secret to Levi comes with the complication of him attempting to exorcise her. Whichever way she turns, death awaits. All she really wants is a normal life and a chance with Levi, but looks like that’s a fantasy she’ll never have.
Warning: Super-sexy hunters, dominance & submissive themes, and a terrifying hellhound named, Blinkie.
Steam poured out from the open shower door like smoke from the fiery gates of Hell. She flapped her shirt with her free hand but it did nothing to cool her down.
She stuck her hand with the tweezers through the open glass door, mist everywhere. “If you got out of the shower, put some pants on, and sat on the couch, I could easily remove those splinters.”
Warm, wet fingers banded around her wrist. Her head jerked toward him, her eyes flying open.
Levi’s long hair was slicked off his face. His eyes were the warm shade of brandy and seemed to strip her bare of her defenses. “The steam will help get them out.”
The softness in his gaze weakened her resolve. Water sluiced down his face, over his lips, dripping from his chin onto a sculptured chest that called to her. An inferno swarmed her insides, and her gaze shot upward toward his face.
Her attention dipped to the ink on his chest, just above his heart, reminding her of a shield. The protective rune reduced the chance of demons possessing him. It didn’t eliminate the possibility. Nothing did. But the rune was like the rhythm method—it wouldn’t save him but it might help his chances—even if just a bit.
The rounded Rune encased a flame with neither a beginning nor end.
“It’s below my right shoulder.” His mouth curled upward with a wicked expression. She shut her mouth tight or she’d be asking him to help her undress. “The splinters,” he prompted.
Words tumbled free without her consent. “Sure… Umm… I mean, let’s do it.”
He released her hand and turned away from her, but his wet hair covered the flesh skin below his shoulders.
“You always had long hair?” She pushed the wet strands aside and spotted two large splinters. Yep, he was telling the truth.
“My dad rarely got his hair cut, and I guess I got picked up his habit.”
“Hmh.” Her gaze fell to his butt. Two dimples sat above his firm ass and while her first reaction would have her reach out, grope him, and lick the beads of water off his skin, she strangled the tweezers in her hand to keep from reaching for them. Why was she torturing herself?
Studying the corded muscles in his back, she zeroed in on the two shards of wood again. She placed a hand flat between his shoulder blades, and scorching heat radiated from him.
Focus. Despite her shaky hand, she plucked them out. Blood bubbled from the wounds.
“You’re done.” She only made it one quick step away from the shower before Levi had turned around.
Silence floated between them with nothing but the sound of running water. He wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her against his wet body. The moisture soaked through her clothes. Her mind emptied as his hardness pressed against her, and her libido did somersaults. He withdrew the tweezers from her clutched hand and set them down somewhere behind her.
“I wish you’d returned my calls,” he said.
Her response jammed somewhere between her toes and ears, along with any rational thinking. Unless of course, someone considered ripping their clothes off to jump a naked hunk reasonable behavior. Cary had lost focus on anything but Levi’s body mashed against hers. His warm breath on her face. The tightness of his grip around her hips. She felt tiny in his arms. Nothing mattered right then. Not the demons, not her secret, not even making sense of why Levi hugged her when she’d made it clear a relationships between them couldn’t work.
Beneath his gaze, she melted. He offered her a temporary fairytale escape. With his hand threading through her hair, drawing her closer, every nerve in her body stood on end. She raised herself on tippy toes and tilted her head back to reach his mouth. He leaned forward, his soft lips grazing hers. Fire shot through her body.
“I saw you come in the bathroom before, spying on me.”
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It’s wonderful to be here, and I’m super excited to chat with you. Can’t wait to see what questions you’ve got lined up for me. Fire away.
How long have you been a writer, Tania, and how did you come to writing? While I’ve only been writing for about five years, I like to think that a writer has always been living inside my head. I grew up listening to bedtime Romanian stories that could only be compared to the Brothers Grimm tales, and ever since then folklore and mythology has fascinated me. I remember as a child, I enjoyed scribbling stories on pieces of papers and on the inside of book covers. I even signed the books as if they were my own. Let’s just say, my sister wasn’t impressed when she found her books written on. It was years later when I fell ill with a horrible flu that I pulled out my laptop out and decided to type up some of my ideas. And ever since, I haven’t been able to stop :)
How did you come up with this storyline? Well, funny story. I was going through this phase of watching Supernatural and Dog the Bounty Hunter shows… addicted is a better way to describe it, anyway, after getting my fix, a story came together in my mind. A half-demon hiding in plain sight in the human world and working alongside the country’s best demon hunter. What could possibly go wrong… right?
On another note, I went through another phase of watching those b-grade snake movies too – Anaconda vs Python. But no story has spawned from them yet!!
What are the best and the worst aspects of writing? I love hearing from readers what they thought of my stories, if they’ve been touched by a scene, did they connect to a character. The aspect of writing I adore is creating fictional worlds, and then getting lost in them. The hard part is stepping back from my creative side and editing. Needs to be done because I’m a big believer that great stories are rewritten during edits, but that ride sure is a bumpy one.
What inspires you to write? The passion of delving into my imagination and letting anything happen.
How did you conduct your research for Demon’s Mark? Lots and lots of reading on the topics I’m writing. Much of this was done online. So in Demon’s Mark, I did extensive research on how priests exorcise possessions, understanding the hierarchy of demons, what exactly are hellhounds and their abilities (You’ve want to meet Blinkie in Demon’s Mark!!). I also watched lots of YouTube videos to really see the streets of Detroit and Ann Arbor as I’ve never been there.
What are 3 of your favorite quotes from Demon’s Mark? Oh this is so hard…
Cary shifted in her seat, her insides buzzing. “Thanks, but I only spank guys I’ll respect in the morning.” — Levi stepped closer, his eyes hooded. “You might have just ruined me for any other girl.” — What did hellhounds snack on anyway—steaks, rabbits, arms? But the real question was who had sent it?
More Favorites from Demon’s Mark: “Because your Cary is a fantasy. She’s not me. And you know nothing about the real me! Did you know that I hate cherries. I always sleep with socks, even in summer. And I sponsor seven kids in Bolivia.” A shiver rolled down her back, and she rubbed the goose bumps from her arms. She locked her gaze with him and braced herself for his smart-ass response.
What would your friends say is your best quality? Wild imagination + positiveness
Are reader reviews important to you? Absolutely… I love hearing from readers and seeing how my stories made them feel. How they interpreted the story and characters.
What do you do when you don’t write? I actually work as a social media manager for a kitchen appliance company in Sydney, Australia :)
Tell us about your other books? My Wulfkin Legacy series follows a band of wolf shifters from Transylvania and their struggle to find their mates amid secrets, danger and a power-hungry alpha who doesn’t care who he crushes to get his way. The first story in the series, CLOAKED, begins with Daciana who leaves the pack to live in the city and falls for a forbidden human detective. The latest book in the series (#5) comes out December 2016 – Cloaked in Christmas.
And for readers who adore dragon-shifters, then my story, FALLEN ASHES has just come out. It follows the story of Fallen, the last dragon-shifter trying to escape capture by the Queen. But getting herself magically bound to the Queen’s Guardian wasn’t on her to-do-list. Neither was falling for him. But he has a hit list with Fallen’s name on it. And if she dies, so does he. Along with the rest of the world.
If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be? I was born in Transylvania, and a lot of my stories are based in Romania which is a country seeped in legends. I love introducing readers to new locations and making them feel like they are discovering new worlds.
It’s been a blast and if anyone has any questions, be it about my stories, giant reptiles, or Transylvania, please feel free to reach out to me at www.tfwalsh.com
TF Walsh emigrated from Romania to Australia at the age of eight and now lives in a regional city south of Sydney with her husband.
Growing up hearing dark fairytales, she’s always had a passion for reading and writing horror, paranormal romance, urban fantasy and young adult stories. She balances all the dark with light fluffy stuff like baking and traveling.