What do an FBI Special Task Force agent (Derek
Knight), a dead FBI Criminal analyst (Jenna Powers), and a Mystery Romance
author (Kendra Spark) have in common?
Answer:
Unorthodox
– A Kendra Spark Novel – Due for release from Books We Love on September 15, 2017
Hello everyone: ) S. Peters-Davis here and so happy
you stopped by to see the cover art reveal for my first book in the Kendra
Spark Series, a paranormal suspense-thriller, with a dollop of supernatural,
and a budding romance (at least I’m hoping that part of the story blooms in
full at some point in the series) *grins*
Writing this mixed blend of genres gives a lot of
opportunities for plot and subplot twists, tension possibilities, romance, other
developing relationships, and of course with the supernatural there are
openings for the impossible to become plausible. I so enjoy that part and hope you do too; )
Here’s
the mini tagline for Unorthodox:
Kendra’s ability of communicating with the dead is requested by her
FBI criminal analyst friend to stop a killer from murdering agents.
Here’s
the back cover blurb:
Kendra Spark, suspense-mystery romance author and communicator with
the dead, is requested to hop on the first flight to D.C.
Jenna Powers, FBI criminal analyst and estranged best friend of
Kendra, gets ghosticized in a fatal accident before relaying all the details of
the FBI killer case.
Derek Knight, a dedicated FBI Special Task Force agent, takes lead
on the case.
The investigation into the FBI agent killings continues as Kendra,
Jenna – yes, even after death – and Derek work together on the case before
Director of the Special Task Force Jackson Powers’ number is up. He’s Jenna’s
father and the end-game of the killer’s target list.
Somehow the elusive killer remains undetected, until Kendra’s unique
ability produces results and a final possibility at stopping his killing spree
before it’s too late.
Here’s
the Kendra Spark Novel series mini
tagline:
Kendra sees ghosts, and then her BFF, Jenna, becomes one. The two
friends and FBI agent Derek Knight fight for justice to the victims of heinous
crimes.
Here’s
an excerpt from the Author Review Copy: (The scene – Derek has Kendra
in a casual interrogation room inside the FBI building – D.C. location)
The door opened and Jackson Powers entered before I
could respond.
He glanced around the room stopping when he saw me;
his red rimmed eyes spoke volumes. I clearly remembered his presence, a
straightforward man, full of confidence and direction, but in this moment he
appeared like a man broken. I rose and reached for a hand shake. Instead, he
grabbed my hand and pulled me into a big bear hug.
“I’m so very sorry about Jenna. Sorry for your loss,
for my loss…” Muscles tensed around my vocals and cut off the words.
Tears spilled from both of us. Derek stepped out of
the room, clicking the door closed.
“Jenna told me she was meeting with you today, going
to show you the city sights.” Jackson held me for a few more minutes, patting
my back and telling me it wasn’t my fault.
The thought of the accident initially being my fault
had never entered my mind. Why would that thought cross his? I stepped back. Obviously
he hadn’t received the latest details of the accident, but even so why would he
consider that I’d feel responsible. Even if I questioned that maybe I could
have done something to stop her in some way, she did save that boy. “Not sure
what you mean…in thinking it could be my fault?”
His eyes widened, maybe a little startled at my
blatant question. “I assumed Jenna ran after a little culprit that grabbed your
purse or something much worse. She must have gotten caught up in the chase to
run in front of on-coming traffic.” His face softened. “Kendra, I know Jenna,
there was nothing you could have done to stop her. She’s always been
head-strong…was always
head-strong,” he corrected himself, then his voice
cracked, and suddenly something occurred to me.
Jackson
isn’t privy to Jenna and Derek’s manhunt for the FBI killer, nor the reason I’m
here. Of course. Jenna had tagged along to certain crime
scenes while she was still in college, but from all that I remembered, Jackson wanted
her profiling cases strictly inside the building. She had access to all the
crime scenes from pictures and files on her laptop. At least she always used to
complain about his restrictions, and I couldn’t imagine he would allow her in
the field on a serial killer task force, unless things had changed in the last couple
years.
There’d been a few close calls on other cases, some
of the agent’s family members being abducted or being used for negotiation,
leverage. While in college, Jenna told me all the rules her father had enforced
if she were to join in any of the FBI cases. He protected her, and now she had
returned the favor…to her demise.
Jenna and Derek were hunting the serial killer
behind Jackson’s back.
There was a tap on the door and Derek stepped in. His
brows were drawn close, eyes narrowed, perhaps his expression of concern. “Sir,
I thought Kendra might be hungry. She hasn’t eaten all day.” He smiled at me,
and then looked back at Jackson. “I’m headed out for a late lunch and thought
I’d take her with me.”
Jackson’s lips pressed together. He finally lifted
his chin toward me. “Well, of course. We certainly wouldn’t want anyone going
hungry now, would we,” more of a statement than a question. He patted my
shoulder. “Go on, Kendra. We can continue our talk later. I’d like to hear
exactly what happened to my daughter from someone who was there to witness it.”
Derek grasped my elbow and led me toward the door.
Instead of following, Jackson released a long
breathy sigh and sat on the couch. “Shut the door behind you, Derek. And tell
Darla I don’t wish to be disturbed.”
My heart swelled huge behind my ribcage, again the
confining weight pressing in on my ability to breathe. I couldn’t imagine the
emotional maelstrom Jackson was going through. I knew only my own turbulent
ride. Now I needed to get some facts straight; it was my turn to interrogate
Derek.
About S.
Peters-Davis:
S. Peters-Davis writes multi-genre stories, but loves penning a good
page-turning suspense-thriller, especially when it’s a ghost story and a romance. When she’s not writing,
editing, or reading, she’s hiking, RV’ing, fishing, playing with grandchildren,
or enjoying time with her favorite muse (her husband) in Southwest Michigan.
She also writes YA paranormal, supernatural novels as DK Davis.
