November 27th Paperback Releases (novellas) from Christina Bauer!
Check Out These Series From Christina Bauer
- Fairy Tales of the Magicorum, a series of
modern fairy tales with sass, action, and romance
-
Beholder, where a medieval farm girl discovers necromancy and
true love
-
Dimension Drift, a dystopian adventure with science, snark, and
hot aliens
-
Angelbound, about a quasi (part human and part demon)
girl who loves to kick butt in Purgatory’s Arena
Duty Bound (Angelbound
Origins #0.5) by Christina Bauer
Genre: YA Dark Fantasy
Summary:
"Christina Bauer has blessed us, people!
This book, written from Lincoln's perspective, was simply a treat that I most
definitely enjoyed!" - The Reading Life
As the High Prince of the demon-fighting thrax,
Lincoln knows he must marry for political gain. Not that he minds. For all of
his eighteen years, Lincoln’s been bound to his duty. Fighting demons is his
life, and he’s never given romance a second thought. Instead, the High Prince
lives for the days when he leaves his hidden realm to fight demons on Earth.
Then, everything changes.
"I call dibs on Lincoln as my book
boyfriend and main squeeze." - Accidental Reader
Lincoln and his nobles become forced to visit
Purgatory, the home of quasi-demons (who are mostly human with a bit of demonic
DNA). Here Lincoln spies Myla Lewis, a lady warrior who enflames his heart,
ignites his interest, and inspires his respect. Trouble is, Myla’s also a
quasi. By thrax law, Lincoln must kill anything demonic—not date them.
For the first time in his life, Lincoln wonders
if he’ll follow his duty…or heed the demands of his heart.
Don't miss this prequel novella to the
best-selling Angelbound, told from Prince Lincoln's point of view!
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Duty Bound
(Angelbound Origins #0.5) on Amazon
Excerpt:
DUTY
BOUND
Chapter
One
I am
Lincoln Vidar Osric Aquilus, High Prince of the Thrax. My people are renowned
as the greatest demon hunters across Heaven, Hell, Earth, Purgatory, and the
Dark Lands. At eighteen years old, I’ve killed precisely one thousand four
hundred and thirty-seven demons in hand-to-hand combat, more than any other
thrax in history. All of which leads to a single inescapable conclusion.
I
can make it through this breakfast with my mother.
At
least, I think I can.
“You
haven’t touched your eggs, my son.” Mother spears a strawberry off her plate.
After many years of maternal encounters, I’ve learned to keep my mouth closed
in situations like this one. Mother will bring up her true concerns when she’s
good and ready.
In
reply, I merely maintain her stare. We’ve an odd relationship, but a close one.
We’re both natural schemers, so neither wants to pass up a test of intelligence
and charm.
“Perhaps
you dislike formal breakfasts,” says Mother as she gestures to my tunic.
“I’m
fine with wearing royal garb to meals. Rest assured, all my Batman costumes are
safely packed away.” As a child, I fought hard to dress as a human superhero.
Unlike demon killing, that was one battle I ultimately lost.
“So
you say.” A small smile rounds Mother’s mouth. “Those tunics hide quite a lot.”
“True.
I’ve a Bohemian Rhapsody T-shirt on under this thing.”
“I
have no idea what that is, but I’m pleased to see you turned out so well.”
This
morning, I’m dressed in a velvet tunic, leather pants, and tall boots.
Meanwhile, Mother looks regal and lethal in her black velvet gown. She has
porcelain skin, delicate features, and an all-knowing glare that reduces
hardened warriors to mush.
Needless
to say, I’m pleased that her glare has softened. I must remember to work Batman
into our conversations more often.
For
a few minutes, Mother and I continue our breakfast in silence. It would be
pleasant, except for the setting. Our new feasting hall is located in
Purgatory.
Yes,
Purgatory.
This
place combines the worst of a rundown human suburb with the best of a rotting
Dumpster. The sky is constantly cloudy with two types of weather: rainy and
about to rain. It’s part of the magic of this realm that the weather is always
dreary. Plus, the sky never reveals the sun or moon, and even if it did, those
celestial bodies follow different patterns than they do in other realms.
Closing
my eyes, I let my thoughts return to the glittering caverns of my homeland. As
a rule, thrax live underground on Earth in the realm of Antrum. For some
reason, the oracle angel, Verus, has demanded the royal family—and our noble
entourage—move to Purgatory for a short period of time. This wasn’t a popular
idea, but the oracle’s word is law, so we arrived here three months ago. Until
Verus sets us loose, our days will be spent in tents and wooden halls like this
one.
I
scan the empty benches around me and sigh. It’s hard being separated from the
bulk of my people. Quiet breakfasts like this only make things worse. Usually
our feasting hall is packed with thrax sharing breakfast at communal tables.
However, today Mother insisted on having a family-only morning meal, which in
this case translates into me, Mother, and a half-dozen terrified workers.
Father should get here any minute now. I can only hope he arrives before
Mother’s temper returns.
As
if in reply to my thoughts, Mother spears another wilted strawberry with a
vengeance. Looks like her temper will resurface before Father does. Bugger.
“You
never answered my question,” says Mother. “You haven’t touched your food.” She
spears a grape with such force the entire table wobbles.
“Careful
there,” I say. “You’ll bring down the roof down.”
“One
perk of being queen. I can bring down roofs and no one says a thing.”
At
those words, the half-dozen servants in the room visibly shiver.
There’s
no question about the general topic of Mother’s angst, either. It’s always the
same issue: the House of Acca. That tribe is the largest and most troublesome
of all thrax.
At
this point, problems with Acca could fall into one of two categories.
One,
Mother might be worried about my impending marriage contract with Acca’s most
eligible noblewoman, Lady Adair. If Mother thinks there are problems on that
front, she would be sorely mistaken. It’s a business arrangement, nothing more.
I’d regret that, but I’m a prince. I always knew I’d never marry for love.
Two—and
far more worrisome—would be if Mother discovered my ongoing scheme against
Aldred, the dreaded Earl of Acca himself. I’ve many issues with the Earl, but
my largest is how Aldred keeps leading his warriors into ill-planned demon
attacks on the Earth’s surface. Thanks to the Earl of Acca, hundreds of good
thrax meet bad ends every week. I meet with the families of the fallen, trying
to provide comfort as their worlds fall apart. So many tears and ruined
lives…and all so the Earl can prove his so-called prowess in battle.
It’s
outrageous.
Even
worse, my parents have forbidden me from doing anything to stop Aldred’s
bloodshed. Per some ancient treaty, if I interfere with Aldred’s rights to lead
his troops, then the Earl has the unmitigated right to execute me on the spot.
And
as every royal knows, execution threats and breakfast do not mix well.
Moonlight and Midtown (Fairy Tales of the Magicorum #1.5)
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Summary:
“Bauer’s unique voice blends magical fantasy, swooning romance,
and a bucketful of teenage sass.” – Booklist
Years ago, Elle — never call her Cinderella — escaped her evil step family in
order to build a new life for herself in Manhattan. Today, Elle’s awful past is
a distant memory. In fact, Elle even attends West Lake Prep, an exclusive high
school where regular humans mix with members of the Magicorum, such as fairies,
shifters and witches. Although she still must live in hiding from her evil step
family, Elle always has found ways to get whatever her heart desires.
That is, until Alec Le Charme. Sure, Alec is the heir to the Le Charme dynasty
of high-end jewelers, but he's also kind, charismatic, and has a knee-melting
smile.
“Must-read YA paranormal romance!” - USA Today
Long story short, Elle has fallen for Alec, hard. Unfortunately, thanks to
Elle’s evil step family, the Le Charme heir is absolutely off limits. In fact,
if Elle and Alec so much as kiss, it will start a magical chain reaction that
would end in powerful factions of witches and wizards going to war. As a
result, Elle and Alec vow to stay friends, no matter what. Then West Lake Prep
holds a masquerade ball. Identities get mixed up and forbidden kisses are
finally shared.
Time for the Magicorum to go to war, and for Elle to confront her hidden past
in ways she never thought possible.
Scythe (Dimension Drift Prequels #1)
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Summary:
A prequel novella to the new series from USA Today's
'must read YA paranormal romance' author, Christina Bauer.
Truth time. I go to a Learning Squirrel High School. Don’t judge.
On second thought, judge away. Learning Squirrel is one step above attending
class in a junkyard. But what do you expect? Everything’s made out of garbage
these days. At least, I have my freelance work to keep Mom and me housed,
clothed, and fed. How? I’m your regular high school science geek for hire… only
my work manipulates space-time. These gigs pay really well, but the government
wants people like me dead. Good thing I’m super careful about hiding from their
detection systems.
Then I screw up a job. Badly. My house slips into two-dimensional space-time.
It only lasts for a few seconds, but the move still sets off about a dozen
government alarms. If they track me down, Mom and I are good as dead. Long
story short, I need to pay someone off, hide the evidence, and keep us safe.
Unfortunately, that means asking the Scythe for help. He runs the local underground
crime scene and has absolutely no conscience. Or I'm pretty sure he
doesn’t. It’s hard to think straight when a guy’s that hot in an evil Mafioso
kingpin kind of way. More importantly, he's a crime lord who can conceal my
slip-up with a few clicks on his minion’s computer keyboards. But the Scythe
has his price. In this case, he wants me to finish a certain dimensional
prototype for him in twenty-four hours. I can do it, but it might mean Learning
Squirrel High gets blown up in the process. Oh yes, and there's also my new hot
classmate who may or may not be an alien... and he says he'll do anything to
help me.
This job won't be easy, but I’ve gotten out of worse scrapes. Maybe.
"Bauer’s unique voice blends magical fantasy, swooning romance, and a
bucketful of teenage sass." - Booklist
This new series is perfect for: fans of urban fantasy, action & adventure,
cool science, evil corporations, forbidden romance and hot new classmates who
may or may not be aliens.
Scythe (Dimension Drift
Prequels #1) on Amazon
Cradled (Beholder #5)
Genre: YA Dark Fantasy
Summary:
"Has romance, adventure, and lots of magical encounters! It
definitely satisfied my craving for something exciting!" - Cloud 9 Books
Finally, Elea and Rowan are settling in to their new lives.
Trouble is, Rowan is spending a lot of time cleaning up messes from his
childhood. And considering the nightmare that was his mother, those are some
ugly messes indeed. In fact, the experience is enough to make Rowan vow that he
never wants children of his own.
Oops.
"A riveting story with action, love and vengeance...A fantastic
read." - The Not So Public LibraryPerfect for readers who love
sword and sorcery filled with magic, necromancy, witches and wizards. This
series combines fierce females, paranormal romance and epic fantasy.
Enjoy!
Cradled (Beholder #5)
on Amazon
About the Author
Christina
Bauer thinks that fantasy books are like bacon: they just make life better. All
of which is why she writes romance novels that feature demons, dragons,
wizards, witches, elves, elementals, and a bunch of random stuff that she
brainstorms while riding the Boston T. Oh, and she includes lots of humor and
kick-ass chicks, too.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in
English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton,
MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
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