We are thrilled to welcome Rhys Ford to Sinfully as she celebrates the upcoming release of Mad Lizard Mambo, the second book in the Kai Gracen Series, due for release on the 13th September. Go check out When Kai Discovers He Does Not Bounce Part 3 and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!
Thank you for following the Mad Lizard Mambo tour. My name’s Rhys Ford and well, we’re going back to the first character I wrote for this genre, Kai Gracen.
When I first began to write seriously, I went with an urban fantasy featuring a bisexual elfin character named Kai Gracen. The first book was Black Dog Blues and to make a long story short, DSP Publications approached me about publishing it after I’d self-pubbed it following my publishing a few books with Dreamspinner. DSP Publications hadn’t started yet but it suited their catalog and well, it’s a Dreamspinner Imprint so of course I was on board.
Now, after a few years, I would like to introduce to you Kai’s second adventure, Mad Lizard Mambo. It takes place a little bit after Black Dog Blues and well, life’s just gotten more complicated for Kai. I hope you enjoy it as well as the three short pieces I’ve done for this tour.
The first, When Kai Fell in Love, is written a little bit after Dempsey took him in. He’s young in this section and while his Singlish isn’t great, he understands a lot of what he hears. This is two parts.
The second, When Kai Discovers He Does Not Bounce, is when he’s about in his early teens(ish) and he’s on a disaster of a hunt with Dempsey. This is in four parts.
The third, That Time Kai Rescued A Shoe, is a few months after Dempsey retired and he’s moved into his warehouse in San Diego. This is in three parts.
Hope you enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway on this blog! Follow the stories as they unfold on the tour and enter to win a $20 USD Gift Certificate at the e-retailer of your choice at every stop!
When Kai Discovers He Does Not Bounce (part 3)
I passed out. It was a stupid thing to do, especially bleeding out of every pore in a land where any bit of moisture is sacred and there are a million skittering, flesh-eating things living under the sandy hillocks and rocks.
Passed out probably wasn’t the right term. It was more like dove straight down into a nerve-blown unconscious state where I heard nothing, felt nothing and more importantly, had no intention of waking up from my blessed near-coma. Unfortunately, it looked like the gods—and there were many in the post-Merge chaos of this world—weren’t quite done with me.
A hard jostle jerked me from my pain-induced slumber and despite everything Dempsey taught me about waking up in an unknown place, I gasped when I came to. Agony bled through my marrow and I fucking hurt. No amount of training or self-control was going to help me come to slowly, not let anyone know I was awake and assess my surroundings when I fucking felt like I was being chewed apart by a million fire ants.
“Stay down.” The voice was an older woman’s, rough and gravelly, admonishing and firm. “We’re almost there.”
I tried to open my eyes but they were swollen and the skin across my cheeks and jaw was dry to the point of cracking. There wasn’t any moisture on my tongue so it stuck to the roof of my mouth, a useless chunk of meat with shredded bits along one side, probably where I’d bitten into it at some point. I was lying down, stretched out across a bench seat and something scratchy was underneath my abraded back. It could have been anything from an old wool blanket to a fine satin sheet because my nerves were prickling and angry. The stinging needles across my shoulder blades and spine were enough proof I hadn’t scraped down past what would be a third degree burn so I was probably healing quickly.
Which meant if I didn’t get off of what was underneath me, my skin would knit right into it and I’d have to spend an agonizingly long time getting whatever it was cut out of me.
Struggling, I choked out through the five pounds of sand in my parched throat, “Where there?”
“If that’s a where wolf, there castle joke, I’m going to tell you you’re reaching,” she muttered at me. “And beggars can’t be choosers about where they’re being taken, especially after they’ve fallen out of a truck and are almost made into hamburger meat by some angry white howlers.”
I wanted to get into the stupidity of the phrases hamburger meat and white howlers. What other kind of hamburger was there besides meat? And howlers only came in one colour—white—but everyone always called them white howlers. Singlish was a weird, fucked-up kind of language and not even the first language to be called Singlish. Single-English my ass, or what was left of it after I used the desert floor like an industrial grade sander on it.
There were a few more jostles, one hard enough to pitch me off of the bench seat and onto the floor then the vehicle came to a screeching, skidding stop. I hit the front seats with a thump and my head bumped on something metal with a sharp edge because there was no mistaking that sickening jolt into my scalp.
“What the fricking hell is going on?” She barked and the vehicle surged forward, swerving to the right. I followed its movement, a ball of bones and meat without much strength to do anything other than let gravity take control. We came to another stop, as abrupt and bone-jarring as the first. “Son of a bitch, what the hell does this asshole want now? You ain’t nothing but scavenge now.”
There was a familiar squeal, the sound of a manual window crank chunking through its gears to lower its glass then I was hit by a rush of too hot air. The engine roar grew louder and then another motor joined in followed by a familiar gruff voice shouting to be heard over the rush of tires fighting through the grit on a desert road.
“You just hold on right there, Missy and tell me what you’ve done with my boy,” Dempsey’s rage sputtered through his words. “Or so fucking help me God, I’m going to empty this shotgun right into that fool head of yours.”
Mad Lizard Mambo
Book 2 In the Kai Gracen Series
Publisher ~ Dreamspinner Press
Published ~ 13th September 2016
Genre ~ Fantasy M/M Romance
Kai Gracen has no intention of being anyone’s pawn. A pity Fate and SoCalGov have a different opinion on the matter.
Licensed Stalkers make their living hunting down monsters and dangerous criminals... and their lives are usually brief, brutal, and thankless. Despite being elfin and cursed with a nearly immortal lifespan, Kai didn’t expect to be any different. Then Ryder, the High Lord of the Southern Rise Court, arrived in San Diego, Kai’s not-so-mundane life went from mild mayhem to full-throttle chaos.
Now an official liaison between the growing Sidhe Court and the human populace, Kai is at Ryder’s beck and call for anything a High Lord might need a Stalker to do. Unfortunately for Kai, this means chasing down a flimsy rumor about an ancient lost Court somewhere in the Nevada desert—a court with powerful magics that might save Ryder—and Kai’s—people from becoming a bloody memory in their Merged world’s violent history.
The race for the elfin people’s salvation opens unwelcome windows into Kai’s murky past, and it could also slam the door on any future he might have with his own kind and Ryder.
Book #1: Black Dog Blues
The Kai Gracen Series: Book One
Ever since being part of the pot in a high-stakes poker game, elfin outcast Kai Gracen figures he used up his good karma when Dempsey, a human Stalker, won the hand and took him in. Following the violent merge of Earth and Underhill, the human and elfin races are left with a messy, monster-ridden world, and Stalkers are the only cavalry willing to ride to someone’s rescue when something shadowy appears.
It’s a hard life but one Kai likes—filled with bounty, a few friends, and most importantly, no other elfin around to remind him of his past. And killing monsters is easy. Especially since he’s one himself.
But when a sidhe lord named Ryder arrives in San Diego, Kai is conscripted to do a job for Ryder’s fledgling Dawn Court. It’s supposed to be a simple run up the coast during dragon-mating season to retrieve a pregnant human woman seeking sanctuary. Easy, quick, and best of all, profitable. But Kai ends up in the middle of a deadly bloodline feud he has no hope of escaping.
No one ever got rich being a Stalker. But then few of them got old either and it doesn’t look like Kai will be the exception.
Meet Rhys Ford
Rhys Ford is an award-winning author with several long-running LGBT+ mystery, thriller, paranormal, and urban fantasy series and was a 2016 LAMBDA finalist with her novel, Murder and Mayhem. She is published by Dreamspinner Press and DSP Publications.
She’s also quite skeptical about bios without a dash of something personal and really, who doesn’t mention their cats, dog and cars in a bio? She shares the house with Yoshi, a grumpy tuxedo cat and Tam, a diabetic black pygmy panther, as well as a ginger cairn terrorist named Gus. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird and enjoys murdering make-believe people
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