BOOK BLITZ - EXCERPT & GIVEAWAYS - MIST by SUSAN KRINARD - MIST # 1 - URBAN FANTASY - TOR

Today on Novels On The Run I have a Book Blitz for MIST by SUSAN KRINARD. This is an Urban Fantasy read.

There is an excerpt to read and a giveaway for 3 paperback copies , USA/CAN entries only. The publisher has kindly donated these and will be posting out. There are also some bookmarks to go in the paperbacks. They look awesome. The bookmarks are character portraits of Mist, Dainn and Loki. They look great!

I can no longer leave links to those big bookstores where you can buy your books as our blogs are getting shut down because of this advertising. So! You know the drill and where to go look to find the book you are after. Click on Susan's website below and she has all the links for purchasing.

Michelle

MIST

By Susan Krinard (Website, Goodreads)

A Tor Hard Cover

ISBN: 978-0-7653-3208-0

On Sale: July 16, 2013

Mist 

SYNOPSIS

Centuries ago, all was lost in the Last Battle when the Norse gods and goddesses went to war. The elves, the giants, and the gods and goddesses themselves were all destroyed, leaving the Valkyrie Mist one of the only survivors.

Or so she thought.

When a snowy winter descends upon modern-day San Francisco in June, Mist’s quiet existence starts to feel all too familiar. In quick succession, Mist is attacked by a frost giant in a public park and runs into an elf disguised as a homeless person on the streets…and then the man Mist believed was her mortal boyfriend reveals himself to be the trickster god Loki, alive and well after all these years.

Loki has big plans for the modern world, and he’s been hanging around Mist to get access to a staff that once belonged to the great god Odin. Mist is certain of one thing: Loki must be stopped if there is to be any hope for Earth. But the fight is even bigger than she knows.

Because Loki wasn’t the only god to survive.

EXCERPT

“So you’ve come for the same reason Hrimgrimir did,” Mist said. “What exactly did Odin tell you to do?”

“It was not Odin,” Dainn said, in a tone that managed to suggest he found her question amusing. “It was Freya.”

Freya, the Lady, the beautiful, the goddess of love and desire, of fertility and battle, though most forgot that fiercer aspect. Freya had been born to the Vanir, the most ancient gods, who had been displaced by the warlike Aesir, defeated in battle by Odin’s children, and finally accepted among them. Her brother was Freyr, adopted as one of the first lords of the Alfar.

Freya was also the First Valkyrie, the founder of the Choosers of the Slain. It was she who selected women— some the daughters of mortal lords, some from among the lesser goddesses— to ride the battlefields in search of valiant warriors worthy of joining the Aesir until Ragnarok. Half of the Einherjar went to her hall, Folkvangr.

But Mist had ever been Odin’s servant, not the Lady’s. She’d had no dealings with Freya at all.

“Why not Odin?” Mist asked, struck by a fresh sense of foreboding.

“It is Freya’s Seidr that enabled her to breach the barriers of the Aesir’s Shadow- Realm with her thoughts.”

Seidr, called the Witch- magic. Mist knew very little about it, except that only Freya and Odin were said to possess it.

Dainn answered Mist’s unspoken question. “Odin and the other Aesir maintain the Shadow- Realm of Asgard. It is the Lady’s task to deal with Midgard.”

“And she knew you were already here?”

“Even so. She contacted me six days ago. Since I was on the other side of Midgard, it took me some time to reach this city.” He got to his knees, bracing his hands on the ground to either side of his body. “And now there is no more time for discussion.”

“Wait a minute. I want to know—”

“What you want is of no consequence. You are a servant, and you must obey.”

“Obey you? I don’t remember signing on to serve a cursed arrogant elf with dirt on his nose.”

He cracked open his other eye, and there was something fierce in it, an echo of un- elflike anger that put a chink in his façade of dispassion.

“My appearance is irrelevant,” he said, trembling as if he were on the verge of some kind of seizure. “My purpose in coming here was to make sure Gungnir was safe and prepare you and the other Valkyrie for what is to come.”

All at once Hrimgrimir’s words came back to her again. “A pity that you chose her side. You might have lived to see the new age.”

GIVEAWAY TIME

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ENDS 16TH AUGUST 2013

AUTHOR BIO:

SUSAN KRINARD is the author of twenty-three romance novels and twelve novellas. Krinard grew up in the San Francisco bay area. She currently lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, with her husband Serge Mailloux, two cats, and three dogs.

www.susankrinard.com 

Susan Krinard has been writing paranormal romance and fantasy since 1993, when a published author friend read a short story she’d written and advised her to try writing a novel. She sold her first novel to Bantam Dell, and has since written for Bantam, Penguin, Harlequin/ Silhouette, Harper Collins, St. Martin’s Press., and Tor Books. Her output includes twenty-three novels and twelve novellas and short stories. 

Susan’s love for Science Fiction and Fantasy began when her fourth grade teacher read Madeleine L’Engles’ A Wrinkle In Time to the class. She attended her first Star Trek convention at the age of 14. Since then she’s continued to read voraciously and has attended numerous local and World Science Fiction conventions. Her first major urban fantasy series is the “Midgard” series, beginning with Mist, a July 2013 release from Tor Books.

Susan and works in Albuquerque, New Mexico, with her husband Serge Mailloux—whom she met because of a mutual love of the works of writer C. J. Cherryh—dogs Cagney, Nahla and Freya, and cats Agatha and Rocky. www.susankrinard.com