Bringin' the Necropolis Blog Tour Home in Style
Happy Friday! As promised, it's the last day of the Necropolis Blog Tour, and yes, it's ending up right where it began -- here.
For those of you who've somehow missed all this (and I know there are those of you who have), here's what's been going on for the Necropolis Enforcement Blog Tour of 2012. If you haven’t read the first chapter of The Night Beat, hit Deathless Prose and check it out. Then, hit each stop along the way to get more of the story. Missed a stop? Go to Invasion of the Blog Tour and get caught up. And don’t forget to get entered to win a copy of The Night Beat at EVERY blog tour stop along the way! Plus, follow the Tour ‘til the end (um, right here) and get entered for a mega-prize! So, grab your badge -- it’s time to join Necropolis Enforcement!
The majority of Prosaic City’s residents don’t know that their town exists on top of another place -- Necropolis, City of the Undead. For the most part, the two planes of existence manage to remain separate. And when they don’t, Necropolis Enforcement has beings in place to ensure the general human population remains blithely clueless.
Victoria Wolfe is more than just a policewoman. She’s an undercover werewolf assigned by Necropolis Enforcement to work Prosaic City Police’s Night Beat. Victoria’s comfortable working the shift where all the weird comes out to play, especially since her partner is also her perfect man. Or would be, if Victoria could ever work up the nerve to tell him she isn’t like other girls.
It’s hard enough being a werewolf in disguise, but when a creature from the Depths of Hell shows up in an alley preferred by junkies, bums, and hookers, it’s going to take more than just Victoria’s special gun and werewolf skills to subdue the ancient Sumerian demon. Especially when the demon is merely the start of what appears to be a major takeover attempt by the Prince of Darkness.
Soon all of Necropolis Enforcement’s Undead Brigade is involved in the fight to stop the Prince’s Major Minions from taking over Prosaic City and the rest of the human plane. But it’s Victoria who has to face the Adversary and figure out what intricate plan Lucifer has up his wings before everyone she cares about is destroyed.
In other words, it’s just another day on the Night Beat.
Now, check out the last excerpt from The Night Beat. Then read on, because in not only is someone winning an electronic copy of The Night Beat, there's an even bigger (much, MUCH bigger) prize that's up for grabs as well!
In addition to the med staff, there was another being waiting for me. “Oh, no. Maurice, do something.”
“Not a thing I can do to dislodge him, but I’ll stay with you into the hospital,” Maurice said in a low voice.
He was in full wolf form for no reason other than that he was a fanatic about it. I’d actually never seen him in human form and almost never in werewolf form, he was that committed to the rather ancient belief that werewolves were strongest in “natural animal form”. He bounded over, tail wagging, eyes serious, ears alert for any danger. “Vic, what happened? Are you going to be okay? Do you need a transfusion?”
“Just got banged up, Ralph.”
“I’d better stick with you. Werewolves need to pack together.” He was serious. Ralph Rogers, Werewolf With a Cause. He was a big, good-looking wolf, but a weregirl could only take so much dork in her life and Ralph threatened to exceed my limit on a nightly basis.
“I think we can handle it, Ralphie,” Maurice said, as he pointedly swished by. Ralph and Maurice didn’t get along. At all.
The med personnel got their paws, claws and talons on me, and I got hustled into a medical bay. They tried to keep Ralph and Maurice out, but Ralph was loud and insistent and Maurice was willing to be nasty and they knew it, so ultimately, it was a intimate group of ten by the time I got onto a bed.
Ralph tried to get next to me. Maurice blocked him every time and made it look accidental. Really, a werewolf doesn’t stand a chance against a vampire, especially a smart and sneaky vampire, and there weren’t a lot of earnest and apple-cheeked ones out there.
“Ralph, I really think I’m okay. I didn’t lose any blood, all my limbs are attached, and I can feel my bones setting themselves. Shouldn’t you be out on patrol or something?”
“It’s my night off.” Ralph gave Maurice a dirty look. “Though I see I shouldn’t have taken it.”
“Ralph, it was an ancient Sumerian demon crossed with some sort of slime monster. Maurice gave it his all, just like the rest of us.”
“I note he’s not the one injured.” Ralph made this sound like Maurice had tossed me to Slimy and then run off screaming.
“I wasn’t the one who went on Mister Monster’s Wild Ride,” Maurice said haughtily. “I also wasn’t the one listening to the Enforcement Band Radio to be able to intercept the object of my unrequited affections the moment she returned on premises.”
Ralph growled, always impressive in a werewolf. The doctor in charge had enough. “All personnel who aren’t medically trained and part of my med team, out. Now. That particularly means you, Agent Rogers.”
Ralph bared his teeth, shot me an expectant look that turned to doggy-disappointment when I didn’t demand he stay so we could hold paws, heaved the big sigh, then turned tail and left. The tension in the room dropped.
Maurice winked at me. “I’ll ride herd on Mister Lovestruck. I can see why you want the human when this is your most likely alternate.”
“I have options!”
“Uh huh. Let’s talk about why you and Ken didn’t work out, shall we?”
“Later,” the doctor snapped. “After she’s healed later.”
Maurice blew kisses to all and swished out after Ralph. The tension in the room went back to normal.
“How do you deal with them?” one of the nurses asked as they started the various tortures we called medical treatment.
“I tell myself it could always be worse.”
“How?”
“I could be living and working with my parents.”
Wanna read it all? Then leave a comment here and get entered to win -- just tell me what were-animal you'd like to be and why.
One lucky winner will win an ecopy of The Night Beat. And one luckier winner will score the Blog Tour Grand Prize: a Howl with the Night Beat Totebag, which will be stuffed with:
--a signed, personalized copy of The Night Beat
--an I Heart Werewolves Night Beat T-Shirt (size L only)
--a Night Beat Pen
--a Night Beat Mousepad
--a signed, personalized copy of Alexander Outland: Space Pirate by G.J. Koch
--a signed, personalized copy of winner's choice of Touched by an Alien, Alien Tango, Alien in the Family, Alien Proliferation, or Alien Diplomacy
--and...a signed, personalized Advanced Reader Copy of Alien vs. Alien!
Now how's that for winning with style?
Contest will run through Sunday, October 7th. Contest IS open internationally, for both ebook and Grand Prize.
So what are you waiting for? Tell me what were-animal you'd like to be and why and let's see if the Gods and Monsters feel you're the most worthy of them all.
Love,
Gini
For those of you who've somehow missed all this (and I know there are those of you who have), here's what's been going on for the Necropolis Enforcement Blog Tour of 2012. If you haven’t read the first chapter of The Night Beat, hit Deathless Prose and check it out. Then, hit each stop along the way to get more of the story. Missed a stop? Go to Invasion of the Blog Tour and get caught up. And don’t forget to get entered to win a copy of The Night Beat at EVERY blog tour stop along the way! Plus, follow the Tour ‘til the end (um, right here) and get entered for a mega-prize! So, grab your badge -- it’s time to join Necropolis Enforcement!
The majority of Prosaic City’s residents don’t know that their town exists on top of another place -- Necropolis, City of the Undead. For the most part, the two planes of existence manage to remain separate. And when they don’t, Necropolis Enforcement has beings in place to ensure the general human population remains blithely clueless. Victoria Wolfe is more than just a policewoman. She’s an undercover werewolf assigned by Necropolis Enforcement to work Prosaic City Police’s Night Beat. Victoria’s comfortable working the shift where all the weird comes out to play, especially since her partner is also her perfect man. Or would be, if Victoria could ever work up the nerve to tell him she isn’t like other girls.
It’s hard enough being a werewolf in disguise, but when a creature from the Depths of Hell shows up in an alley preferred by junkies, bums, and hookers, it’s going to take more than just Victoria’s special gun and werewolf skills to subdue the ancient Sumerian demon. Especially when the demon is merely the start of what appears to be a major takeover attempt by the Prince of Darkness.
Soon all of Necropolis Enforcement’s Undead Brigade is involved in the fight to stop the Prince’s Major Minions from taking over Prosaic City and the rest of the human plane. But it’s Victoria who has to face the Adversary and figure out what intricate plan Lucifer has up his wings before everyone she cares about is destroyed.
In other words, it’s just another day on the Night Beat.
Now, check out the last excerpt from The Night Beat. Then read on, because in not only is someone winning an electronic copy of The Night Beat, there's an even bigger (much, MUCH bigger) prize that's up for grabs as well!
In addition to the med staff, there was another being waiting for me. “Oh, no. Maurice, do something.”
“Not a thing I can do to dislodge him, but I’ll stay with you into the hospital,” Maurice said in a low voice.
He was in full wolf form for no reason other than that he was a fanatic about it. I’d actually never seen him in human form and almost never in werewolf form, he was that committed to the rather ancient belief that werewolves were strongest in “natural animal form”. He bounded over, tail wagging, eyes serious, ears alert for any danger. “Vic, what happened? Are you going to be okay? Do you need a transfusion?”
“Just got banged up, Ralph.”
“I’d better stick with you. Werewolves need to pack together.” He was serious. Ralph Rogers, Werewolf With a Cause. He was a big, good-looking wolf, but a weregirl could only take so much dork in her life and Ralph threatened to exceed my limit on a nightly basis.
“I think we can handle it, Ralphie,” Maurice said, as he pointedly swished by. Ralph and Maurice didn’t get along. At all.
The med personnel got their paws, claws and talons on me, and I got hustled into a medical bay. They tried to keep Ralph and Maurice out, but Ralph was loud and insistent and Maurice was willing to be nasty and they knew it, so ultimately, it was a intimate group of ten by the time I got onto a bed.
Ralph tried to get next to me. Maurice blocked him every time and made it look accidental. Really, a werewolf doesn’t stand a chance against a vampire, especially a smart and sneaky vampire, and there weren’t a lot of earnest and apple-cheeked ones out there.
“Ralph, I really think I’m okay. I didn’t lose any blood, all my limbs are attached, and I can feel my bones setting themselves. Shouldn’t you be out on patrol or something?”
“It’s my night off.” Ralph gave Maurice a dirty look. “Though I see I shouldn’t have taken it.”
“Ralph, it was an ancient Sumerian demon crossed with some sort of slime monster. Maurice gave it his all, just like the rest of us.”
“I note he’s not the one injured.” Ralph made this sound like Maurice had tossed me to Slimy and then run off screaming.
“I wasn’t the one who went on Mister Monster’s Wild Ride,” Maurice said haughtily. “I also wasn’t the one listening to the Enforcement Band Radio to be able to intercept the object of my unrequited affections the moment she returned on premises.”
Ralph growled, always impressive in a werewolf. The doctor in charge had enough. “All personnel who aren’t medically trained and part of my med team, out. Now. That particularly means you, Agent Rogers.”
Ralph bared his teeth, shot me an expectant look that turned to doggy-disappointment when I didn’t demand he stay so we could hold paws, heaved the big sigh, then turned tail and left. The tension in the room dropped.
Maurice winked at me. “I’ll ride herd on Mister Lovestruck. I can see why you want the human when this is your most likely alternate.”
“I have options!”
“Uh huh. Let’s talk about why you and Ken didn’t work out, shall we?”
“Later,” the doctor snapped. “After she’s healed later.”
Maurice blew kisses to all and swished out after Ralph. The tension in the room went back to normal.
“How do you deal with them?” one of the nurses asked as they started the various tortures we called medical treatment.
“I tell myself it could always be worse.”
“How?”
“I could be living and working with my parents.”
Wanna read it all? Then leave a comment here and get entered to win -- just tell me what were-animal you'd like to be and why.
One lucky winner will win an ecopy of The Night Beat. And one luckier winner will score the Blog Tour Grand Prize: a Howl with the Night Beat Totebag, which will be stuffed with:
--a signed, personalized copy of The Night Beat
--an I Heart Werewolves Night Beat T-Shirt (size L only)
--a Night Beat Pen
--a Night Beat Mousepad
--a signed, personalized copy of Alexander Outland: Space Pirate by G.J. Koch
--a signed, personalized copy of winner's choice of Touched by an Alien, Alien Tango, Alien in the Family, Alien Proliferation, or Alien Diplomacy
--and...a signed, personalized Advanced Reader Copy of Alien vs. Alien!
Now how's that for winning with style?
Contest will run through Sunday, October 7th. Contest IS open internationally, for both ebook and Grand Prize.
So what are you waiting for? Tell me what were-animal you'd like to be and why and let's see if the Gods and Monsters feel you're the most worthy of them all.
Love,
Gini
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