SQEEEEEE!!!! So, today, I have another of my favorite authors that I stalk! I am SOOOOO thrilled, as I LOVE THIS SERIES!! 🙂 I literally JUMPED when I was offered this blog tour! 🙂 And I still can’t believe that the author loves me enough to send me a signed ARC copy of this book-which was before the tour was offered… It was my birthday present!! 🙂 So I HAD to be a part of this wonderful piece of art! So, without further ado, I wanna show you what I’ve got so you can then see my lovely book boyfriend’s (one of the many I have hahahaha) character interview! I can’t help but drool, so here we go!
Sentinels of New Orleans, Book 2
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Tor Books
Number of pages: 336
Word Count: approx. 92,000
Cover Artist: Cliff Nielsen
Hurricane Katrina is long gone, but the preternatural storm rages on in New Orleans. New species from the Beyond moved into Louisiana after the hurricane destroyed the borders between worlds, and it falls to wizard sentinel Drusilla Jaco and her partner, Alex Warin, to keep the preternaturals peaceful and the humans unaware. But a war is brewing between two clans of Cajun merpeople in Plaquemines Parish, and down in the swamp, DJ learns, there’s more stirring than angry mermen and the threat of a were-gator.
Wizards are dying, and something—or someone—from the Beyond is poisoning the waters of the mighty Mississippi, threatening the humans who live and work along the river. DJ and Alex must figure out what unearthly source is contaminating the water and who—or what—is killing the wizards. Is it a malcontented merman, the naughty nymph, or some other critter altogether? After all, DJ’s undead suitor, the pirate Jean Lafitte, knows his way around a body or two.
It’s anything but smooth sailing on the bayou as the Sentinels of New Orleans series continues.
The minute hand of the ornate grandfather clock crept like a gator stuck in swamp mud. I’d been watching it for half an hour, nursing a fizzy cocktail from my perch inside the Hotel Monteleone. The plaque on the enormous clock claimed it had been hand- carved of mahogany in 1909, about 130 years after the birth of the undead pirate waiting for me upstairs.
They were both quite handsome, but the clock was a lot safer.
The infamous Jean Lafitte had expected me at seven. He’d summoned me to his French Quarter hotel suite by courier like I was one of his early nineteenth-century wenches, and I hated to destroy his pirate-king delusions, but the historical undead don’t summon wizards. We summon them.
I’d have blown him off if my boss on the Congress of Elders hadn’t ordered me to comply and my co-sentinel, Alex, hadn’t claimed a prior engagement.
At seven thirty, I abandoned my drink, took a deep breath, and marched through the lobby toward the bank of elevators.
On the long dead-man-walking stroll down the carpeted hallway, I imagined all the horrible requests Jean might make. He’d saved my life a few years ago, after Hurricane Katrina sent the city into freefall, and I hadn’t seen him since. I’d been desperate at the time. I might have promised him unfettered access to modern New Orleans in exchange for his assistance. I might have promised him a place to live. I might have promised him things I don’t even remember. In other words, I might be totally screwed.
I reached the door of the Eudora Welty Suite and knocked, reflecting that Jean Lafitte probably had no idea who Eudora Welty was, and wouldn’t like her if he did. Ms. Welty had been a modern sort of woman who wouldn’t hop to attention when summoned by a scoundrel.
He didn’t answer immediately. I’d made him wait, after all, and Jean lived in a tit- for- tat world. I paused a few breaths and knocked harder. Finally, he flung open the door, waving me inside to a suite plush with tapestries of peach and royal blue, thick carpet that swallowed the narrow heels of my pumps, and a plasma TV he couldn’t possibly know how to operate. What a waste.
“You have many assets, Drusilla, but apparently a respect for time is not among them.” Deep, disapproving voice, French accent, broad shoulders encased in a red linen shirt, long dark hair pulled back into a tail, eyes such a cobalt blue they bordered on navy. And technically speaking, dead.
He was as sexy as ever.
“Sorry.” I slipped my hand in my skirt pocket, fingering the small pouch of magic-infused herbs I carried at all times. My mojo bag wouldn’t help with my own perverse attraction to the man, but it would keep my empathic abilities in check. If he still had a perverse attraction to me, I didn’t want to feel it.
He eased his six-foot-two frame into a sturdy blue chair and slung one long leg over the arm as he gave me a thorough eyeraking, a ghost of a smile on his face.
I perched on the edge of the adjacent sofa, easing back against a pair of plump throw pillows, and looked at him expectantly. I hoped what ever he wanted wouldn’t jeopardize my life, my job, or my meager bank account.
“You are as lovely as ever, Jolie,” Jean said, trotting out his pet name for me that sounded deceptively intimate and brought back a lot of memories, most of them bad. “I will forgive your tardiness— perhaps you were late because you were selecting clothing that I would like.” His gaze lingered on my legs. “You chose beautifully.”
I’d picked a conservative black skirt and simple white blouse with the aim of looking professional for a business meeting, part of my ongoing attempt to prove to the Elders I was a mature wizard worthy of a pay raise. But this was Jean Lafitte, so I should have worn coveralls. I’d forgotten what a letch he could be.
“I have a date after our meeting,” I lied. He didn’t need to know said date involved a round carton with the words Blue Bell Ice Cream printed on front. “Why did you want to see me?”
There, that hadn’t been so difficult—just a simple request. No drama. No threats. No double- entendre. Straight to business.
“Does a man need a reason to see a beautiful woman? Especially one who is indebted to him, and who has made him many promises?” A slow smile spread across his face, drawing my eyes to his full lips and the ragged scar that trailed his jawline.
I might be the empath in the room, but he knew very well that, in some undead kind of way, I thought he was hot.
I felt my face warming to the shade of a trailer- trash bridesmaid’s dress, one whose color had a name like raging rouge. I’d had a similar reaction when I first met Jean in 2005, two days before a mean hurricane with a sissy name turned her malevolent eye toward the Gulf Coast. I blamed my whole predicament on Katrina, the bitch.
Her winds had driven the waters of Lake Pontchartrain into the canals that crisscrossed the city, collapsing levees and filling the low, concave metro area like a gigantic soup bowl.
But NBC Nightly News and Anderson Cooper had missed the biggest story of all: how, after the storm, a mob of old gods, historical undead, and other preternatural victims of the scientific age flooded New Orleans. As a wizard, I’d had a ringside seat. Now, three years later, the wizards had finally reached accords with the major preternatural ruling bodies, and the borders were down, as of two days ago. Jean hadn’t wasted any time.
You can also check out the first book in the series here…
And my review of royal street is HERE
I LOVE THIS SERIES!! I don’t even know if its necessary to say any other words other than that!! Welcome back to all the wonderful characters that have me up way to late, continue to give me so much connection, and an author who is truly a native- AND you can tell! It’s her wonderfully flawless writing that keeps me on edge the whole time and makes me want to scream at others, but I’m addicted! I just finished this book and I’m ready for my next hit 🙂
DJ is still in full force and I love her even more. She’s learned so much in the last few years since everything has happened and the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina may have ebbed off but are still a force to recon with. I love her attitude. She had a soft hearted side but a tough side just as big. And her awesome sarcastic self banter is HILARIOUS! When she begins reasoning with herself with what’s going on, and just how much the $(!& has hit the fan, she says some of the funniest things. Her attraction to Jean, Alex, and Jake are all completely understandable and some days I’d love to be her just to stand around and drool. LOL
DJ’s has also had some great character growth. She’s been through quite an ordeal in the past, and even though she had a shock in learning what she did, she’s still learning that there’s even more secrets- Louisiana has mer people! WOAH!! I have a whole new outlook to the river passing along my house feeding in to the Gulf hahahaha She’s learning that she can stand on her own, but it’s also ok to ask for help when you need it. She’s really become one of those characters I’ve grown so fond of!
Lets talk HAWT guys for a second, or ten! First there’s Alex. I do like him. He’s extremely attractive, he’s smart, he’s manly, he’s got a hot body, and every once in a while you get to see that even though he wears all black, he’s got several shades to him 🙂 and then there’s Jean Lafitte… Hello HOT French pirate!! Yeah he’s sexy, in the dead, really bad boy way LOL he’s always got an angle to work but he’ll let you know that he’s the most important thing in his life. He’s full of innuendos and exudes sex appeal like Cajun food has spices! And last, BUT certainly not least, there’s Jake…. I’m on book boyfriend heaven! I’m thrilled to say, it seems as Jake is going to be sticking around! He’s my beautiful soul man, and I love the way he throws around pet names and is just cuter than ever. His struggles with what happened in the last book had me salivating to get my hands on this book since I was done with Royal Street!
The surprises surrounding the mer people plot was AWESOME!! Nothing like some twists to keep you awake and needing to know what happens next! Ms Johnson’s writing has become one of my most favorite to read. It’s just spectacular! There’s nothing like a good feeling while enjoying everything she writes. If you haven’t picked up a book by Ms Johnson yet, you’ve gone crazy! This means GO RIGHT NOW!! Get a copy, and then send me a thanks for telling you about something wonderful LOL!! There’s no option but to say 5 MAJORLY FANTASTIC PAWS!! Ms Johnson, I will try my hardest to wait patiently until you give me more! 🙂
So, I am totally hot for Jake, who is a pretty significant character in this series! 🙂 And I would like you all to welcome him and try to keep the drool down to a minimum hahahaha no worries, I can’t either!
From Ms. Suzanne: Thanks, Maghon! This was fun—Jake says nobody ever wants to talk to him, so he enjoyed it!
What was the first thing that popped into your head when you saw DJ?
Well, the first time I saw her, she was wearing rubber boots and up to her knees in mud. She was kicking the hell out of a fire hydrant, trying to get the mud off, and I thought, that is one sexy woman. She’s not nearly as tough as she pretends to be. *Chuckles* And she’d hit me if she heard me say that, so don’t tell her.
I promise not to tell her 😉 And then, what was the second thought?
I remembered why we were there—out in the middle of the devastation of the Lakeview neighborhood, which the Katrina levee failures had torn to shreds. Her mentor, Gerry, was missing and I’d brought my dad’s boat so Alex could take her to Gerry’s house and see if his body was there. I felt sorry for her. Hell, I felt sorry for all of us. That was a miserable, heartbreaking time.
How do you feel about DJ & Alex’s friendship or partnership?
Ah….I think they’re friends, and I think they’re partners. And I think there’s probably more between them than either one of ’em will admit. But while Alex is dragging his feet, I want to see what DJ and I have. Maybe it’s nothing, maybe more. I spent a lot of time since the hurricane being mad at her, and it might be too late for us. But we’ll have to see. I ain’t given up on us yet.
I understand why you won’t give up yet, but I’ll hold out hope for me 🙂 At the end of Royal Street, something happens to you. How is that going over for you?
*Long pause.* I gotta be honest, right? I hate it. Freaking hate it. Everything I thought I knew about the world wasn’t true. I’m trying to come to terms with it, but it ain’t easy, sunshine.
Life never is, right? How are you feeling about DJ now after that event?
I’ve forgiven her, mostly. I know it wasn’t anything she meant to happen. I know she’d do just about anything to undo it. But we’re gonna have to go slow and see where things take us. I’m not the man I was when we first met, and obviously I didn’t know who—or what—she was at all. We’ll just have to see.
If you do still care for her, are you willing to fight to keep her?
*Laughs* Aw, darlin’, if it’s meant to happen, I won’t have to fight to keep her, you know? Alex is too big a jerk to fight for a woman he don’t think he can win. But we’ve got a long way to go, me and DJ, before we get to that point.
A little fight is still fun though LOL Did you figure out anything as different with Alex or DJ before that event?
Well, you know, Alex and I grew up in each other’s shadows. I can look back now to when we were in high school and later, when he would heal too fast, or something seemed off. But at the time, no. I had no clue he was a shifter, because I didn’t know such things existed. Wouldn’t have believed it. Now, DJ….I didn’t suspect anything like that—who the hell knew wizards existed? I just thought there was something going on with them in terms of work that they were keeping a secret. I never bought that stupid story that they were dating.
HA! I don’t think anyone bought that story. Is there anything you wanna tell me that I might not already know?
I’m always up for a night out on the town, darlin’. I’m not sure where things with DJ are going, but I know they’re not going anywhere fast. I’d like spending time with a nice, normal Louisiana girl. You are normal, right? I mean, you have dogs. They are real dogs, right? Not that I’m paranoid or anything, sunshine…just need to check.
First, I am normal, and yes my dogs are of the normal variety… No need to be paranoid, but you should know that if you tease me too much, I WILL stalk you hahahahahahaha 🙂 (That man is gunna be the death of me LOL)
This or that?
1. Boxers or briefs? Hahaha, yep got right to that one 😉
I’m a boxer man. Don’t want to cramp the merchandise, you know?
2. Coffee or tea?
Bourbon? Oh, okay. Coffee. But not that flavored crap DJ drinks.
3. Chocolate or vanilla?
Chocolate—the sweeter and darker, the better.
4. Movies at the theater or at home on dvd?
Definitely a home kind of guy. Sofa. Soft lights. Some wine. And a good action flick.
5. Black or white?
White—just so people don’t confuse me with Alex. The man wouldn’t know a color if it bit him on the assets.
6. Sunrise or sunset?
Sunrise. It’s the start of a new day; sometimes the nights are too long and dark.
7. Night or day?
Day…the better to see what’s coming at me.
8. Beer or liquor?
I like a good bottle of Abita, but I’m a Four Roses bourbon man.
9. Chicken or steak? Or maybe seafood?
I would have said fried chicken before…well, you know. Now, give me a good , rare steak.
10.Hugs or kisses?
I have to choose?
*swoon* Isn’t he just PRECIOUS!! I lurve him! 🙂 I am very firmly on team Jake! I mean I like Alex and all, but I think Jake has my heart!…. If it’s even possible, more than Mirren and Will…. *sigh* I think I am destined to lose all my book boyfriends to awesome heroine hot chicks, eh!
About the Author:
Suzanne Johnson writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance from Auburn, Alabama, after a career in educational publishing that has spanned five states and six universities. She grew up halfway between the Bear Bryant Museum and Elvis’ birthplace and lived in New Orleans for fifteen years, so she has a highly refined sense of the absurd and an ingrained love of SEC football and fried gator on a stick.
Publisher Page: http://us.macmillan.com/author/suzannejohnson
First, there is a goodreads giveaway going on HERE to win some copies of River Road… But for the tour, here’s what is going on:
Tour Wide Giveaway
1–Choice of Kindle Paperwhite or Nook Simple Touch (or $100 gift card for Amazon, B&N, or Book Depository)
5–$10 gift cards for Amazon, B&N or Book Depository
The rafflecopter is HERE or you can head on over to the tour host’s site HERE to enter. 🙂 That’s a totally awesome giveaway!! I wish you all GOOD LUCK!! I will also tell you that you should look at the tour’s site because I believe if you check out every stop and leave a comment, you can get extra entries… 🙂 Ms. Suzanne has listed that on her website, so you should look and see 🙂 as a stalker, I read everything she says hahahaha!
I don’t know what to say except a HUGE THANK YOU to Ms. Suzanne! She is one of those wonderful people I have had the awesome honor to meet! I also wanna say thanks to Bewitching Book Tours as they always gimme some goodies for you guys! I hope you guys enjoyed meeting Jake! 🙂 and I really hope you guys enter into that big giveaway!
PS, my apologies to my email subscribers. You will see I have corrected myself in calling the scary but sexy Jean Lafitte, Jean Pierre… I think I was too busy head spinning from the last sentence of the book when I wrote that! Hahaha trust me, my mouth dropped to the floor 😉 Happy reading everyone!! Thanks for stopping by! Later Gators 🙂