Sunday, December 3, 2023

Werecats Resurgent (Forest Exiles Saga, Book 3) by Mark J. Engels

 

Release date: November 15, 2023
Subgenre: Urban Fantasy
 

About Werecats Resurgent:

 

Cornered, captured, and determined to make their stand…

After springing her lover from the brig, Pawly and her family make ready to swipe a container from an ocean freighter transiting Lake Michigan—one containing the genetic material needed to save her mother from the debilitating effects of her unsated bloodlust. All according to Mawro's plan, him having laid a trap for them on behalf of his rogue state employer. But Mawro's superiors spring a trap of their own, exploiting Pawly's feral rage by revealing to her a horrific secret from her past. Chaos ensues, leaving members of her family kidnapped, their remote island hideaway in flames, and her mother at death's door. Now Pawly and the family—together with some unlikely new allies—must journey halfway around the world on a veritable suicide mission, a final showdown to rescue their loved ones and to quell her kind's lethal bloodlust once and for all.

Werecats Resurgent is the third and final installment of the Forest Exiles Saga featuring the modern-day remnant of an ancient clan of werecats, torn apart as militaries on three continents vie to exploit their deadly talents. 

 

Excerpt:

 

The sensation of someone caressing her cheek startled Pawly awake. “Rise and shine, gorgeous,” Lenny said as he sat down on the edge of her bed, dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts.

Pawly rubbed the sand from her eyes and sat up. “Hah. You’re funny,” she said, running her hands through her hair. “Just as well I look like shit. Too many people around for morning nooky anyway.”

“Guess we’ll have to settle for morning coffee, then.” Lenny pecked at Pawly’s cheek before handing her a steaming mug.

“Oh, that’s good,” she said after taking a cautious sip from her cup. “Not as good as morning nooky, perhaps. But I do so love your ‘kawfee regulah.’”

“I’ve had a lifetime of practice,” he said, drawing his face close to hers. “Besides, my Bond Girl has saved my ass more than once. I’m eager to repay her any way I can…”

A banging from downstairs caused them both to start. “Outrage! An outrage, I say!” came Bortnik’s booming voice from the kitchen downstairs.

“I was merely trying to be helpful, offering for my crew and I to stay on until our relief gets here,” Pawly managed to pick out from Belarusian as one of Bortnik’s goons spoke. “You need not bite my head off.”

“You and yours shall not weasel your way into an extra shift’s pay that easily, Alexi,” Bortnik replied in kind. “Your relief would have been here by now but for someone slashing their van’s tires when they stopped to get coffee.”

“Sasha and I need to go to town and fetch groceries, Ivan,” their hostess chirped, as best as Pawly could make out. “But your van is in our way.”

Bortnik snorted. “Alexi, take your crew and go so my sister and my brother-in-law can get their car out of their garage. I can handle things here until your relief arrives.”

“What’s going on?” Lenny whispered into Pawly’s ear.

She leaned over behind him and set her mug down atop the nightstand. Then Pawly bolted out of bed and dashed over to the window, cracking it open before breathing deep through her nose. “She’s gone,” Pawly muttered before turning to face Lenny.

“Who’s gone? Milda?”

“Yes, now go tell Grandpa D,” she replied, shooing him toward the door with both hands. “Tell him you and he need to get yourselves cleaned up and packed just as fast as you can. We need to be ready to move. And soon.”

 

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About Mark J. Engels:


Boyhood interests in trains and electronics fostered Mark's career as an electrical engineer, designing and commissioning signal and communications systems for railroads and rail transit agencies across the United States. Along the way Mark indulged his writing desire by authoring articles for rail and transit industry trade magazines. Coupled with Mark's long-time membership in anime, manga and anthropomorphic fandoms, he took up writing genre fiction. Growing up in Michigan, never far from his beloved Great Lakes, Mark and his wife today make their home in Wisconsin with their son and a dog who naps beside him as he writes.

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