Title: Unbound Spirits
Author: Christine Pope
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Christian Bentulan (Covers by Christian)
Editor: Katherine Tomlinson, Story Authority
Publisher: Dark Valentine Press
Publication Date: March 20th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:Are they the huntersâ¦or hellâs hunted?
With the troubling aftermath of Project Demon Huntersâ first investigation still heavy on his mind, Michael Covenant awaits Audrey Barrettâs arrival in Tucson to film the second episode.
Except she never shows up.
Michael's sense of foreboding is confirmed when his psychic gift pinpoints the exact spot outside the airport terminal where her panic and terror have left an indelible impression. Someone has taken her against her will, and itâs anyoneâs guess where she is now.
Audrey canât believe her eyes. Her kidnapper is a demon wearing a dead manâs face â a demon furious that she and Michael closed the portal heâd been using as a direct connection to hellâ¦a demon whoâll stop at nothing to take his revenge.
Like a homing beacon, Audreyâs very soul reaches out for the man who broke her trust but still holds her heart â Michael, who fears that even if he reaches her in time, their fight with this particular demon has only just begunâ¦.
USA Today bestseller Christine Pope is the author of the paranormal romance Witches of Cleopatra Hill series and the Djinn Wars series, among many other books (sixty and counting!). Researching UFOs brought her to magical Sedona, Arizona, where she now makes her home. Find out more about her books at christinepope.com.
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They headed toward the space where Susan had left her Subaru. However, theyâd only gone a few yards when Michael stopped, his entire body going cold, as if heâd just been pushed into an unheated swimming pool.
âWhat is it?â Susan asked, pausing as she looked at him with some concern.
âI donât know,â he replied. His teeth wanted to chatter, and he clenched his jaw. âSomething dark. Something evil.â
âHere?â She looked around in bewilderment at the parking lot, at the rows of cars shimmering under the bright sun.
He could see that sun, but he couldnât feel its warmth. Even though he felt as if his legs couldnât move, they were so numb, he somehow managed to force himself to take a step forward, then another one. Slowly, the icy feeling dissipated until it was gone entirely.
Just to be sure, Michael began to retrace his steps. At once the cold surrounded him again, so tangible, it was like walking into a wall of ice. It seemed to emanate from a single parking space theyâd passed. He went to it, and experienced a sharp shock of horror and surprise, gone quickly but still somehow thrumming in his bones.
Those werenât his emotions, however. Somehow he knew he was experiencing what Audrey had experienced in this very spot less than an hour earlier.
He turned and looked back at Susan, who stood at the edge of the parking space, her expression a study in confusion. Clearly, she couldnât feel anything, was only responding to his own reactions.
âI donât know where Audrey is,â he said slowly. âBut Iâm fairly certain sheâs in very grave danger.â