Release date. July 6, 2019
Subgenre: Urban fantasy
About Witch Hunt:
Strange kidnappings are taking place throughout Seattle. In the wake of a
problematic election in America, the crimes seem to be racially
motivated. Left behind at the scene of each disappearance is the symbol
of the Black Sun, a symbol that is connected to Naziism.
It's up to Staci Drenvauder, a witch and mistress of the Dark Arts, to investigate the kidnappings. But the Nazis appear to be infecting everything, even the secret, magical city of Azramoas seems to be affected with strange happenings taking place on the ruling Council. To complicate matters further, a demonic force from Staci's past makes itself known once more.
Snark, gloom, and romance intermix within this riveting tale. Join Staci in her quest to punch Nazis.
It's up to Staci Drenvauder, a witch and mistress of the Dark Arts, to investigate the kidnappings. But the Nazis appear to be infecting everything, even the secret, magical city of Azramoas seems to be affected with strange happenings taking place on the ruling Council. To complicate matters further, a demonic force from Staci's past makes itself known once more.
Snark, gloom, and romance intermix within this riveting tale. Join Staci in her quest to punch Nazis.
Excerpt:
“Staci Drenvauder, you are brought before us charge with the high
crime of illegal use of magic,” Speaker Ravenford announced, his
face coated with disgust and fury. “You’ve gone too far this time,
Miss Drenvauder.”
“Spare me the scolding, John,” Staci replied in her usual
defiance. “We all know that this Council has always had it out for
me and has been gnashing at the bit for a chance to bend me over
and fuck me. For that reason, you’re far from unbiased and ergo any
court you hold will be unfair in the extreme.”
“Do you think this is a game, Miss Drenvauder?” Councilor Frandsen
asked, her steely gray eyes glaring daggers at Staci.
“The amusing part is that I’m the only one present who knows it’s
a game. You all take yourselves far too seriously and don’t
understand the bare naked truth that surrounds you.”
“And what truth is that?”
“The Emperor has no clothes. You pretend yourselves to be more
enlightened and superior than our mundane compatriots on Earth, but
the reality is you’re practically identical. You’re obsessed with
power, wealth, and authority, and there isn’t a single non-human
among you, and I only count one person of color at that—apologies
Drake—and most of you are men, which shows you share the same damn
white, patriarchal structures as the civilization you split off
from. You were trying to escape the Church’s government, so you
became a government.
“And so little do you realize that your world is so closely
intertwined with Earth’s that you often forget the number of times
Azramoas has been dragged kicking and screaming into its major
conflicts. Hell, even now while a dangerous, genocidal ideology
reemerges in Earth’s new century, infiltrating their major
governments, you too have become compromised. The motives of
someone here do not match the rest of yours and it will all bite
you in the ass.
“It could almost be funny if it wasn’t so sa—”
“That’s quite enough, Miss Drenvauder,” Speaker Ravenford
interrupted, his voice a bit louder than usual. “We didn’t bring
you here to make complaints about how the Council of Magic is
governed, regardless of how many conspiracy theories you cook up
about it. We brought you here because you face a grave charge.
“Illegal use of magic is no laughing matter. Attacking and
interfering with mundane law enforcement like you have done is not
only disturbing their peace, but also risking our world to
exposure. Should the Church find out we still exist, it will seek
to hunt us down. It has happened before and it can happen again.
“We cannot risk you continuing this personal crusade of yours
against the gods know whatever it is that you think you’re
fighting. You are a public menace and you must be contained
indefinitely for Azramoas’ own good. Our survival as a people, as a
culture, and our highest Art, must never be threatened again!”
Staci huffed. “It sounds like you’ve already decided I’m guilty.”
“You are guilty!” Councilor Vasiliev interjected from the right-side edge
of the Council. She was seated next to Fromm. “We have a witness to
what you did.”
“So much for a fair trial. What even happened to my rights? Don’t
I even get a lawyer?”
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About L.R. Deney:
Laura Ruby Deney is a reclusive, vampiric witch that shuns the
light and thinks kitties make good company. Having gone through her
fair share of trials and tribulations in the all too cruel and
unforgiving world, she has embraced her wretched existence and
seeks to rule the world someday. But for now, writing. Lots and
lots of writing.
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