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The Chronos Chronicles Book 2
by Shami Stovall

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Adair Finch, the most powerful warlock in the world, is back in business!

But first he must complete his pact with a mischief spirit by finding her a human body. Seemingly no easy task, as the mischief spirit is beyond picky about her future body. But on his way to Oakland, Finch stumbles upon the dead body of a social media star—both a solution and a major problem.

Oakland is teeming with werewolves, full moon witches, vampires, and redwood elves, most of whom aren’t on good terms with Finch. Navigating the supernatural world to gather clues about the murder is hard enough, but now Finch must also dodge old enemies and rivals. And to make matters worse, the murderer just might be trailing Finch, now that he’s found the body.

Good thing Finch has a pact with Chronos. With time on his side, perhaps he can do the impossible…

Continue this urban fantasy series in the second book of the Chronos Chronicles!

5 out of 5

While you don’t need to read book one before diving in (there’s a nice recap at the start), you’d be missing out on some great adventures and character development. That said, this second installment didn’t disappoint in the slightest. There are new mysteries, new danger, and some old friends within these pages. Kull is still such a fun character, and Adair is as savvy as ever. The story itself is intriguing and moves along at a good pace. Stovall wastes no time drawing you back in with vivid (but not gruesome) descriptions, and while the opening scene could be morbid, it’s also a bit comical. The use of time-travel magic to help solve mysteries makes things even more interesting, because it’s not just an easy fix to find out whodunit. If you’re looking for a fun, magical mystery, then you need to start reading these!

The apartment was a cavern of chaos.

Piles of newspapers and magazines created extra walls in the already tiny space. Broken appliances, stacks of chairs, and fourteen coffee tables had been hoarded with the frantic energy of a mind seeking solace in things rather than thoughts.

As Enzo went into the living room, he flashed his light over a mattress that had been gutted for its meager contents. Nearby, the hollowed-out television sets and dismantled radios spoke of a desperation that was not confined to collecting but extended into destruction.

Whoever had lived here—or did live here—was not well in the head.

“Stay vigilant,” Finch whispered.

Enzo darkly chuckled. “And here I was just getting comfortable.”

Andre braved the rubbish and sniffed the air. He pointed to a door. “There.”

They all kept close as they walked over yellowed papers, fast food wrappers, and a dozen toilet seat lids. When Enzo opened the door, he held his breath.

An overpowering wall of rot and decay washed over Finch. He couldn’t breathe. He shook his head, held his breath, and stepped inside.

It had once been a master bedroom.

Now it was a graveyard.

Finch only glanced around the room for a moment, but he counted seven bodies. They were all men, their corpses shoved up against the wall like a pile of dirty laundry. When Finch took a second look, he noted some were more decayed than others.

But they all had the same injuries. Their faces had been torn open and ripped apart, to the point there was no skin left.

Each of the bodies had holes in their stomachs, with all their insides missing. No other parts of their body seemed harmed, except for what the maggots had done in order to drill out of their hosts.

All of them were still fully clothed, though their shirts were pulled up to expose the hole in their guts. Two of them wore suits, one wore a casual T-shirt and shorts, and the others were so rotted and decaying, it was difficult to make out their outfits. Finch couldn’t see any similarities between them, other than the fact they were men.

The faces, though—they had been clawed off so thoroughly, the skulls were damaged.

Kull stepped in, and then immediately jumped back out of the room. “Oh, no.”

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Shami Stovall is a multi-award-winning author of fantasy and science fiction. Before that, she taught history and criminal law at the college level, and loved every second. When she’s not reading fascinating articles and books about ancient China or the Byzantine Empire, Stovall can be found playing way too many video games, especially RPGs and tactics simulators, or hugging John. 

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