Fireborn by Jessa Graythorne — Book Blitz & Excerpt

Fireborn by Jessa Graythorne

Summary:

Halley Ashwood is well on her way to achieving her dream of being a doctor. Focused and independent with a mother she never knew and a father who never loved her, the only constant Halley has ever had in her life is her brother, Flynn. Whilst Halley is logical and grounded, and Flynn a reckless conspiracy theorist, they have always been able to trust each other above anyone else.

Halley and Flynn don’t believe in making promises. So when Flynn leaves Halley a message the day before her scheduled trip to visit him in Amsterdam, asking her to promise him she won’t come, she knows something is wrong. Halley arrives in Amsterdam to find her brother is missing, leaving only those ominous words in his wake. Halley sets out to find out what happened to him and makes a terrifying discovery. Turns out Flynn’s conspiracy theories maybe weren’t so farfetched after all: demons are real, they’re stalking the streets of Amsterdam, and they may hold the answer as to what happened to Flynn.

Determined to find out the truth about her brother’s fate, Halley begins a dark journey that will force her to question everything she thinks she knows about the nature of the world, the forces within it, and even herself.

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Author Bio:

Jessa Graythorne is an Australian author from the south coast of New South Wales. She lives near the beach with her partner and two cats, Henry and Ophelia—who, despite their names, are disappointingly disinterested in Shakespeare.

Jessa holds a Bachelor of Engineering and works in a steel mill. She adores the sea but not the sand, prefers sunrises to sunsets, and would decorate the world with fairy lights given half a chance. After writing, her second great love is travel, and she is eternally thankful that she has been able to spend the past year living vicariously through books.

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Excerpt:

Flynn wasn’t here.

The front door was unlocked.

The door to his very expensive, newly renovated, Amsterdam canal house.

“Shit.” My hands slapped down at my sides. “Shit.”

Abandoning my luggage, I climbed the stairs to the first floor. A galley kitchen took up the entire space, a black and chrome affair littered with dirty dishes. My heels echoed dully on the hardwood floor as I crossed to the refrigerator and pulled it open—reasonably full, milk still within date, multiple bottles of juice, all half consumed.

“Okay,” I said to myself, “he still lives here.” He had been here sometime in the past few days. Just not the past day. Which coincided pretty perfectly with the time he had gone AWOL on me. As the refrigerator fell shut, a sheet of paper slipped out from under an I Heart L.A. magnet and fluttered to the floor.

I bent to pick it up and did a double take. It was a work roster for the month of May. And Flynn was rostered on tonight.

He was at work! Of course, he’d gotten caught up at work and hadn’t been able to get away to pick me up. Maybe he’d even mixed up the days with the time difference. How had I not thought of it before? He’d told me over and over how he was working at a bar in town—for God’s sake, he’d been practically high on the smugness of working on the fringe of Amsterdam’s Red Light District and hadn’t understood why I’d not shared his enthusiasm for hookers.

I jammed the roster back under the magnet. There was nothing else to it: Halley Ashwood was about to be set loose in Amsterdam.

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