All That Falls
Authors: Kimberly Frost
Praise for Kimberly Frost’s
Southern Witch series
“Delivers a delicious buffet of supernatural creatures, served up Texas-style—hot, spicy, and with a bite!”
—Kerrelyn Sparks,
New York Times
bestselling author
“An utter delight. Wickedly entertaining with a surprise on every page. Keeps you guessing until the end. Kimberly Frost is a talent to watch.”
—Annette Blair, national bestselling author
“One heck of a debut from Kimberly Frost…This is definitely an excellent read, and, for a debut, it’s nothing less than fantastic.”
—
ParaNormal Romance
“Kimberly Frost’s Southern Witch series is destined for great things. Full of action, suspense, romance, and humor, [
Barely Bewitched
] had me hooked from the first page until the last.”
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Huntress Book Reviews
“Frost’s latest Southern Witch novel has all the fun, fast, entertaining action readers have come to expect from her…Populated with fairies, goblins, vampires, wizards, rampant plants, and a few nasty-tempered humans thrown in for good measure, there’s no end to the things that can and do go hilariously wrong.”
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Monsters and Critics
“What an amazing author! Kimberly Frost’s Southern Witch series is fated for great things.
Barely Bewitched
was full of romance [and] magical havoc, and goes from one wild scenario to another. I was definitely hooked…and couldn’t put it down.”
—
Romance Junkies
“
Halfway Hexed
more than deserves a Perfect 10 rating with its thrill-ride of a story and heartwarming romantic moments…Having not read the previous novels, being able to jump into the third book and love it so much is a true testament to how well Kimberly Frost can construct a story.”
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Romance Reviews Today
“One hundred percent entertaining and satisfying…Sassy, sexy, and seriously fun.”
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RT Book Reviews
“A laugh-out-loud magical ride that I didn’t want to stop. There’s humor, romance, and action all rolled into a fun, entertaining read with great characters and an intriguing plot. I was hooked.”
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TwoLips Reviews
(Recommended Read)
Berkley titles by Kimberly Frost
Southern Witch Series
WOULD-BE WITCH
BARELY BEWITCHED
HALFWAY HEXED
Novels of the Etherlin
ALL THAT BLEEDS
ALL THAT FALLS
Falls
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Berkley Sensation mass-market edition / June 2012
Copyright © 2012 by Kimberly Chambers.
Excerpt from
Revelation
by Erica Hayes copyright © 2012 by Erica Hayes.
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ALWAYS LEARNING
PEARSON
For Kay T—
avid reader of paranormal fiction and
expert white-knuckled driver on English roundabouts.
This one’s for you, amiga.
I would like to thank my critique partner, David, for his thoughtful comments. For their hard work on behalf of my writing efforts, many thanks to my agent, Liz, my editor, Leis, and the team at Berkley. For their unflagging support, many thanks to my friends and family, the writing organizations of which I am a part, and the wonderful booksellers I’ve come to think of as friends.
This year I spent some time doing research for future books I plan to write. For showing me Seattle and for joining me on a trip to Ireland and England, thanks to Robert, Kay, and Sara.
Rick, Lorin, and David, who kept me company in coffee shops, by phone, and at large throughout 2011, I’m lucky to have you in my life. Thank you.
As always, many thanks to my paranormal readers everywhere, especially to those who have reached out electronically to connect with me or who have visited my book signings. I think of you often when I’m writing. It’s been terrific to know that you think of me, too.
Revelation: A Novel of the Seven Signs
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
, Cerise thought, running a hand through her black cherry waves to smooth them into place. The famous “good intentions” quote seemed especially true in the Etherlin, the claustrophobic utopia where the most powerful descendants of the ancient muses had lived for three generations.
Tonight the muses were in a newly opened retreat center that was supposed to be a place of refuge and reflection, a place for the muses to come together. Instead the retreat had been tainted by crime, and the muses stood divided.
“Why the hell are all the lights on?” Cerise mumbled, looking around the lounge where the four Etherlin muses had been gathered along with a pair of ES—Etherlin Security—officers and Ileana Rella’s brother, Troy. Only Cerise and Ileana were left in the room.
Ileana’s coarse black hair stood on end, having overcome the restraint of the gel and hair spray that had been used to tame it for the day’s photo shoots. Her rose-print pajamas strained as she propped herself up. Ileana was in her late thirties, but looked younger without makeup.
“And where is everyone?” she asked, her thick sculpted brows bobbing. Ileana scowled when she looked at the empty recliner where her brother had been sleeping. “Troy left without saying anything?”
“He probably didn’t want to wake us,” Cerise said, pulling
her black tank top down over her velour track pants. She slid her feet into velvet ballet flats that doubled as slippers. “Hopefully he’s with Dorie,” she said, her gaze stopping momentarily at the covers heaped on the temporary mattress where her younger sister had been lying when Cerise had fallen asleep. She wondered if Dorie had gone looking for trouble…or to cause it.
“I’ll be back,” Cerise said, crossing the room and walking out of the lounge.
Striding down the retreat center’s deserted hallway, she caught glimpses of the shimmering snow outside. The retreat was on a mountaintop with stunning panoramic views. It was remote and even more isolated than the rest of the Etherlin, which was famous for its impassable walls. Unfortunately, tonight the walls had apparently been breached.
Alissa, arguably the most celebrated of the modern muses, had brought a private bodyguard into the retreat center, and Etherlin Security suspected the man of being a ventala—a human-vampire half-breed—in disguise. The bodyguard, who was thought to be concealing his identity using a magical glamour, wasn’t just any ventala; he was presumed to be the most infamous ventala in the world, Merrick, a deadly syndicate enforcer.
Part of the reason the bodyguard had come under suspicion was that Cerise’s sixteen-year-old sister Dorie had accused the man of attacking her. Alissa swore that Dorie was lying. As much as Cerise wanted to believe that her sister would never lie about something so serious, Dorie’s story didn’t quite ring true. Cerise hoped for Alissa’s sake that the bodyguard didn’t turn out to be a ventala, because if he was, ES would surely kill him.
A thumping sound drew Cerise to the door of an interrogation room. Was Alissa’s father, Richard North, trapped inside? An ES officer wouldn’t have let him bang on the door, which made Cerise wonder if he’d been left alone. She scowled. The man wasn’t well. He shouldn’t have been locked in a room on his own.
