From M.K. Hobson, author of the Nebula award nominated THE NATIVE STAR, comes the newest installment in her Veneficas Americana series–THE WARLOCK’S CURSE.

Welcome to my stop on The Warlock’s Curse Teaser Tour! This tour is a short tour of excerpts on six different blogs as well as a giveaway of a full set of M.K. Hobson’s books and a Tesla Industries pin.

Make sure you go to the first tour stop to read the excerpt and enter the giveaway and then continue on. As you read each piece in order you’ll get a very good idea of what a fantastic book this is! Plus you have 6 different chances of winning all three of her books!

Please note that while it says this is the newest installment in the Veneficas Americana series, this is the first in a new duology. So it’s new characters and takes place 30 or so years in the future from the previous books and they do not need to be read first. It’s the same world, new characters.

The Tour Stops:

10/26- The Flyleaf Review
10/27- I Read Indie
10/28- Candace’s Book Blog
10/29- Forever 17 Books
10/30- Melissa’s Eclectic Bookshelf
10/31- Katie’s Book Blog (you are here!)

THE YEAR IS 1910. Eighteen-year-old Will Edwards has landed a prestigious apprenticeship at Detroit’s Tesla Industries, the most advanced scientific research center in the United States. It’s a plum prize for a young man who dreams of a career in the new science of Otherwhere Engineering.

But his father doesn’t want him to go. And he won’t tell him why.

Determined to get there by any means necessary, Will finds unexpected support along the way. His old friend Jenny Hansen—daughter of a San Francisco timber baron—is eager to help him for reasons of her own. And so is his estranged brother Ben, who he hasn’t seen in over ten years.

But running away turns out to be the easy part. On the first full moon after his eighteenth birthday, Will is stricken by a powerful magic—a devastating curse laid upon his ancestors by the malevolent sangrimancer Aebedel Cowdray. Will must find a way to control the magic that possesses him—or the vengeful warlock’s spirit will destroy everything and everyone he loves.

M.K. Hobson’s debut novel, THE NATIVE STAR, was nominated for a Nebula Award in 2010. She lives in the first city in the United States incorporated west of the Rockies. Her favorite authors are Theodore Dreiser, Sinclair Lewis, Booth Tarkington, Gore Vidal, and William S. Burroughs. THE WARLOCK’S CURSE is her third novel. You can find out more at her website, www.demimonde.com.

Website: http://www.thewarlockscurse.com
Twitter: @mkhobson
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/mkhobson
Book trailer: http://youtu.be/oyrYAfu8IMg

Giveaway Info:
Signed paperback copies of The Native Star, The Hidden Goddess and The Warlock’s Curse as well as a Tesla Industries pin. Giveaway open to US/Canada only.

And now for the fabulous excerpt!

And as the moon continues to wax, Will becomes more unbalanced.

Will stood there for a long time, staring at the closed door. Then, quietly, he went inside and climbed the stairs to his own apartment. Letting himself in, the first thing he saw was Jenny, sitting on the couch facing the door, her face pale.

“Oh William, you’re home, thank goodness!” She rose swiftly. “You didn’t come home at all last night! Where were you? I was worried sick!”

“I was just out,” Will said softly. “Walking.” Breaking the contract, just as Roher had, but in an infinitely more flagrant way. And in a way infinitely more disloyal to the woman standing before him. He couldn’t tell her about following her, about seeing her with Atherton Hart. He felt terrible about it now. Dirty and sneaking and unkind. With his thumb, he stroked the velvet box in his pocket, as if to reassure himself that it was still there. “I’m sorry if I worried you.”

“You did,” Jenny said. Her lip trembled as she said it.

He took a step closer to her. “Why would you worry about me? We’ve both got our own plans. Just business, right?”

“Sure,” she said uncertainly. “But we’re friends too, right?”

“I don’t know,” Will said. “Friends usually tell each other things and trust each other. You don’t seem to trust me at all.”

Hurt softened Jenny’s features. “I trust you, William. But you have to trust me. I promise you, I have it under control.”

“Sure you do,” Will said. “You always have everything under control.”

Will realized that they were now very close to each other. He could feel Jenny trembling. He could smell her skin. Without thought, he touched her flushed cheek, cradling it in his palm. Her soft brown curls brushed his fingertips.

“I don’t always have everything under control,” she murmured. She leaned her cheek into his hand and closed her eyes.

Drawing her toward him, he kissed her. Her lips were warm and soft. He kissed her and he didn’t want to stop.

But being so close to her made him dizzy, and not in a pleasant way. The voice in his head was suddenly back, and it was … laughing. Laughing, cackling and cruel. His heart raced and he pushed her away, alarmed.

“Oh, shucks,” she said, stumbling back. Her face was suddenly beet red. “I … I guess I’m not a very good kisser. I’m sorry.”

“You’re a fine kisser,” Will said curtly, not trusting himself to look at her, not wanting to risk the return of the laughter. “I’m just not feeling like myself right now, Jenny.”

She cast her eyes down. “You’re tired,” she said. “I worked you too hard. But it’s all over now.”

“Yes, Jenny,” Will said. “It’s all over now.”

And now for the giveaway!

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