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Dead Wrath (Valkyrie #4)
Ragnarok is upon the worlds, and the time to fight is now. They come from all of the Nine Realms. Dark Elves, Dragons, Frost Giants, Elves … They all come to fight for Odin.
And they answer to Valkyrie Brynhildr.
While Bryn grieves, struggling to cope with Sigrun’s death, she knows too there is no time for tears. Odin is still a shade of himself and though there is no sign of Loki in all of the Nine Realms – Thor knows he is hiding in Midgard. As the Warriors gather, Bryn must head the offensive and enter the Human Realm in search of the Trickster and his henchman.
The war is silent and it rages all across the planet.
Ragnarok is here …
In this, the 4th thrilling instalment in the Valkyrie series, Bryn takes the war to home turf. From New York to London, Interpol to CIA, Bryn and her team risk their lives to save their families, to the All-Father. And to prevent the end of the world.
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Book 5 in the Valkyrie series releasing early 2015Ragnarok is upon the worlds, and the time to fight is now. They come from all of the Nine Realms. Dark Elves, Dragons, Frost Giants, Elves … They all come to fight for Odin.
And they answer to Valkyrie Brynhildr.
Tricked by Loki, Bryn is now imprisoned and finding a way out is harder than it seems. Time is running out for those who fight for Odin and while Aidan’s absence is felt by all, Bryn and her team know there is no time to waste.
But Bryn is determined to find him, and stop him using every means necessary. From poisoned water to black goo, to an electronically monitored Bifrost, Bryn will use all the tricks up her sleeves to save Odin and the Nine Realms.
The war is nature and there is disaster all across the Nine Realms.
Ragnarok is here …In this, the 5th, and final, exhilarating installment in the Valkyrie series, Bryn takes on Loki with her eye on bringing him to the Vigrid Plains, the site of the final battle of Ragnarok. From all across the world, Bryn and all her teams do all they can, battling naturals disasters and murderous attackers to prevent the end of the world.
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Dead Wrath (Valkyrie 4) Excerpt

So, with Dead Wrath in edits, to be released 26th November, here is Chapter 1 for you to enjoy:

DEAD WRATH (a Valkyrie Novel #4)

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CHAPTER ONE

Ragnarok was here.

But it certainly didn’t feel like we were at war. The worn brown leather of my sandals made little sound on the stone floor of the palace hallway. I went in search of solace and my feet already knew the way. An Ulfr strode past me, high cheekbones and forehead so distinctive in the race of the wolf shape-shifter. He met my eyes and nodded, a polite respectful greeting. I gave him a lukewarm smile and kept walking, my feet moving me toward the balcony.

The halls were empty and chilled at this time of morning, when the light of the day gently awakens the land, when the shadows of night depart with slow reluctance. In recent days I’d found myself seeking as little company as possible.

It was so early that the torches hanging on the walls were still smoldering from the night’s light, sending smoky streams trailing along the air, the smell musty and acrid. I pulled my cloak closer and hurried along the hall, praying I’d avoid any further curious gazes.

Almost there.

Hidden by thick, velvet drapes, the balcony was the very same one I’d stood in so long ago when Thor had told me the lengths I’d need to go to kill the Dwarf Queen. It seemed a lifetime ago when, Aidan’s life had been all that mattered and I’d naively thought the god had been exaggerating a little. Only when I’d been faced with the wrath of the evil queen did I truly know that when he said I’d need to bring back her head, he’d really meant it.

A sigh drifted from my lips as I slipped through the parting in the drapes and walked onto the balcony. It overlooked the valley of Asgard, with the lake far to north, just a sliver of silver gleaming sadly at the edge of the realm. My arms wrapped themselves around my body as if it could prevent the cold from seeping into my bones. But I knew there was nothing that would take the ice away.

I suppressed another sigh, then figured what the hell, and sighed anyway.

In the pale grey light of morning, the green valley, bordered by a snow-covered mountain range, lay blanketed in a light mist. It matched my mood.

The light sheen of moisture lay over the land like a shimmering veil and it felt very much like the veil that seemed to bind my feelings this last week.

Ragnarok was upon us, the events of the end of the world, predicted so long ago, were finally coming to pass. And the warriors of Asgard, Valkyries, einherjar and Ulfr alike were revving things up, but as much as I tried I couldn’t summon even a hint of anticipation for the final showdown with Loki and his creepy band of Jotunn. Loki the Trickster, and the bane of my life since I’d entered Asgard. His skill at manipulation seemed unbeatable, and now after all these centuries he’d finally risen to challenge his father, Odin.

Rage rose within me, surging through my veins and although I felt my nails dig into my arms I did nothing. Felt nothing.

I gave a wry grin.

A feeling kept tapping away at the edge of my consciousness, like a determined woodpecker, bugging me endlessly, incessantly. I recognized it as the other, more stubborn part of my nature. The one that I’d heard only as a whisper through the days that I’d mourned the death of my closest friend. I knew I had to pull myself out of this funk. Something Sigrun would have said was typical of me and was what made me different.

Unique.

I snorted. Unique was the last thing I felt. Broken was a way better description. Tears burned my eyes and my heart twisted in my chest. She was always there, a flimsy ethereal ghost walking with me, smiling as she sat beside me, her soft voice echoing in my memory, her grey wings fluttering at her back as she blushed at the mere mention of Fenrir’s name. But what hurt more than anything else was something I barely wanted to admit to myself.

She was slowly fading.

And just the thought made my stomach ache as if it was slowly turning to stone. The memory of her face was slowly disappearing, making me so desperately afraid. What if I forgot what she looked like? What kind of friend did it make me that it took so little time for me to lose the one connection I had left with Sigrun. The best friend I’d ever had. She’d been my guide and my mentor, my friend and my confidante.

And she had died on my watch.

I gritted my teeth. I was supposed to watch over my team and no matter how much anyone tried to convince me that it wasn’t my fault I couldn’t see it that way. There must have been something I could have done that I didn’t do. Something I’d missed that could have gotten us out of Jotunnheim without killing Sigrun.

The land of the frost giants, where we’d gone to save a god and ended up finding one friend and losing another. I still heard the whirring of the arrow as it flew through the air. I still felt the stabbing pain in my heart when I heard the thwack as the arrow embedded itself into her flesh. And I still felt the hollow emptiness in my soul, an absence of all feeling that resonated within me long after I’d avenged her and killed the frost giant who had taken her from us.

When I’d heard the arrow and turned around, I’d been so sure it would have landed somewhere in the ground in front of me. The last place I expected to see it was inside Sigrun. My hands unlaced themselves and and shook as they grabbed onto the thick stone balustrade, my knuckles white and stiff, my knees trembling. I’d had to break the end of the spear off so we could move her to safety, but by then we had already lost her.

A bitter laugh escaped from my throat, the sound caught on an errant breeze and swept away as if it had never existed.

How much loss was a person supposed to endure?

I’d gotten careless. That was it. Didn’t remember that in Jotunnheim a pile of stones could be anything but what it looked like. That pile of stones had taken a Valkyrie’s life so quickly.

People say you should look on the bright side, see the positives in your life, but I couldn’t see a bright side. Just Odin, stuck in a strange inter-dimensional plane, put there by his Trickster son. And Aidan, once loved and loving, but now distant and unreachable, and Sigrun gone forever. Sure I could count the positives; Joshua giving me the love I needed, and Aimee so steadfast and fierce in her protectiveness, were birth still by my side. And, not forgetting the fact that the whole of the Nine Realms now knew who I really was.

Daughter of Odin.

If that could be seen as a positive, I thought wryly.

I wasn’t as convinced as everyone else seemed to be. What did a couple of stolen genes matter in the greater scheme of things? I was part of Odin, part of Dr. Halbrook, part of Irene, a mother who didn’t want me? What was I really? Just a mutated, bastardized version of the real warrior Brunhilde. Nothing more.

Drawing my cloak closer, I exhaled, my breath creating a white puffy cloud. A breeze took it, tearing it into smoky strands then stealing it away. Now a hint of orange bled into the sky. Orange streaked with a blood red. It will not be a good day today. And from the ache in my bones I wondered if my body was agreeing with me

I left the balcony and the view, deciding it was time to be a little practical.

I had a patient to visit.

***

I knocked lightly at the door and entered, cracking it open and peering inside. Brody had not been sent to the infirmary at Valhalla in the manner of all the other Warriors when healing. He was of course a special case considering everything he’d been through.

When I entered he looked up and smiled, his teeth a white flash against his caramel skin. He still had those chocolate dark eyes and that mop of unruly curls. But that was all that was left of my little foster brother Brody. When I’d know him he was ten, just a sapling of a kid, skinny and laughing all the time, forever playing tricks on me. I remembered one time when I’d been sitting on Ms Custer’s porch, my nose buried in a book. Something tiny hit me on the neck and I brushed it away. Again and again I kept swatting at nothing until I heard a soft giggle and rustling in the bushed beside the balustrade.

The last bug that hit me wasn’t going down without a fight. It grabbed onto my skin with all its might but thankfully the prankster’s aim was sadly off by an arms-length. As soon as I felt the pinch and saw the insect, I flew off the seat and began frantically dusting my shirt out, pulling the tails from my jeans and slapping at my bare waist, almost hysterical. And also furious. I remember yelling at him that he was a little brat and that I planned to spank him into next Tuesday but his cute giggles were what got me.

He’d always been able to make me laugh and he’d made that short stay in Ms Custer’s foster home in Craven so very special.

Now he sat on his bed and leaned against the dark, polished wood backrest, his face and body all grown to a young man who looked eighteen. A tray of breakfast sat on his lap, half-eaten.

I frowned. “I’m sorry to walk in on your breakfast.” I hesitated as I stood just inside the door.

He snorted, his eyes sparkling. “You can walk in anytime. I’m about to go crazy in this room. The only company I’ve had in the last day have been the four walls, and Greta the Huldra.”

“At least she’s cheerful,” I offered with a smirk.

“There is that,” he said, shrugging as he grinned back at me.

“I’m sorry. It’s probably my fault that everyones been neglecting you.”

He frowned and shook his head. “You know, Bryn, not everything that goes wrong around here is your fault.”

“Umm, thats debatable,” I winked and continued, “but what I meant was the warriors have preparations to make for our next mission. Joshua’s out with a scout team, and Aimee is training a group of Ulfr warriors. So they pretty much have their hands full.”

“And you? Don’t you have your own hands filled with work?” he asked as he picked up a half-eaten pastry.

I nodded and sat beside his knee. “Yup, which is why this has to be a short visit.”

He made a face but he didn’t push it.

“So tell me how you’ve been doing?”

His head bobbed a little too enthusiastically but I let him speak. “I’d doing very well, got some meat back on my bones, not so undernourished anymore, you can barely tell I have ribs anymore.”

I laughed although the memory of his emaciated body still gave me a chill. The frost giants certainly didn’t care for their prisoners. “Getting fat are we?” I asked stabbing a finger at his belly.

“Hey, get off. I’m still ticklish,” he whined and it reminded me so much of the old Brody that my expression faded to nothing. He turned his head studied my face. Seemed he’d noticed the change in my mood. “Hey, you okay Bryn?”

I nodded, vaguely aware he’d be waiting for some explanation. I went with the truth. “Just now, you reminded me so much of the boy I once knew.”

“That boy is still here Bryn.” He tapped his chest. “My body may have been changed but I don’t think the soul forgets the people you love.”

My throat tight as I swallowed back the emotion that seemed to envelop me. “I know but it’s a little strange to see you look so much older. I suppose I’ll get used to it.” Then I tilted my head and looked at him. “How much do you remember of being Brody in Craven?”

“All my memories seem to be intact. Just like with Joshua and the rest. But, it gets a little sketchy after I reached Valhalla.”

I frowned watching him pick at the flakes of pastry. “So you don’t recall being taken from here?”

“Nope.” He shook his head sadly. “I wish I could remember something.”

“I wonder how he managed to pull that off?” I asked myself softly.

“I don’t really think that matters much right now does it?” he asked, assuming I was talking to him. “I’m alive and I’m not going anywhere. I’ll soon be well enough to fight.”

I laughed. “No. What I meant was we need to investigate how he abducted you so we can find out how he entered and who in Asgard is working with him. He couldn’t have acted alone to take you right from under our noses. Someone must have helped him.”

Brody leaned against his pillows, his plate now covered in shredded bits of pastry. I got to my feet and said, “I’d better get moving. Morning meetings.”

As I turned to leave, Brody called out, “Bryn? Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.” I turned to face him with a ready smile.

“When will I be able to fight?”

A shadow passed over my soul at the question but he deserved an answer, and an honest one at that. “As soon as you are strong enough you will begin your training. Then when Fenrir or your instructors say you’re ready then you’ll join a scout team and begin your missions.” Secretly I hoped it would be all over before he set foot out of the bed.

Now he beamed happily. “I can’t wait.”

“What’s the rush?” I asked laughing at his anticipation.

“Because Loki needs his head removed from his neck and I plan on fulfilling that task.”

I snorted. “Then you better get in line kiddo.”

***

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Cover Reveal: Dead Wrath (Valkyrie #4)

 Since the release of Dead Chaos I have been inundated with emails and PMs asking if there was going to be another book. Of course, there were many incomplete story threads and that was exactly what I’d intended.
My original plan was to continue Bryn’s adventures with a second trilogy called Ragnarok, a upper YA or NA Urban Fantasy style series which follows Bryn and her team as they fight Loki and his henchman all across Midgard. But after thinking about it I decided to end the series with Dead Silence, which is what I’ve been saying, and intending to do these past few months. The only problem is while plotting Dead Silence it was very clear to me that one book would not be enough to complete the whole story arc or round off all the smaller threads. It’s just way too much.
So, in the end I decided to add two more books to the series. They will be older with a little more heat, and a little more violence, but I think it’s a suitable continuation from DC. After some discussion with my fabulous crit partners I decided that Book 4 will be called Dead Wrath, while the final book will be Dead Silence.
Currently, I am hoping to have DEAD WRATH released but the end of November. Expect to see the final book around May 2015.
Sometimes its not easy when all the planning and best intentions in the world won’t make stories and characters do what they are told. That’s when you just have to shut up and listen to the voices I guess – how’s that for finding out who is truly in control…
So there you have it. Now you can look forward to 2 more books in the Valkyrie series.
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HERE is DEAD WRATH

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Title: Dead Wrath (Valkyrie, #4)
Author: T.G. Ayer
Expected Release Date: November 2014
Publisher: Infinite Ink
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Ragnarok is upon the worlds, and the time to fight is now. They come from all of
the Nine Realms. Dark Elves, Dragons, Frost Giants, Elves… they all
come to fight for Odin.

And they answer to Valkyrie Brynhildr.

While Bryn grieves, struggling to cope with Sigrun’s death, she knows too
there is no time for tears. Odin is still a shade of himself and though
there is no sign of Loki in all of the Nine Realms – Thor knows he is
hiding in Midgard. As the Warriors gather, Bryn must head the offensive
and enter the Human Realm in search of the Trickster and his henchman.

The war is silent and it rages all across the planet.

Ragnarok is here…

In this, the 4th thrilling instalment in the Valkyrie series, Bryn takes
the war to home turf. From New York to London, Interpol to CIA, Bryn and
her team risk their lives to save their families, to the All-Father.
And to prevent the end of the world.

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Audiobooks on the Horizon

It’s been a while since I blogged so I thought I’d drop by and make a little announcement.
At the moment I am working on Audiobooks for both Dead Radiance (Valkyrie #1) and Skin Deep (Skinwalker #1). My voice person Hollie Jackson [pretty sure that voice person is the least glam way of describing this rocking chick but all other words have failed me] is an amazing woman. She’s doing the voice for both books and I am so thrilled and super super excited to release them as they are ready.
I adore Hollie this much ==> She will produce any of my books that she wants from here to eternity.
That said, I’m hoping we will see Dead Radiance some time end of July to middle of Aug and then Skin Deep a month to 6 weeks later, but I’ve made a decision not to be too stuck on dates. The only hard and fast dates I will handle while still remaining sane are those from my amazing editors. So nope, I’m not imposing deadlines on myself.
So, that was my news at this time – 2 amazing audiobooks coming soon and to be available where audiobooks are sold.

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My rendition of HUGIN from the VALKYRIE series.


“The air-conditioner would have shut off hours ago and the room was stuffy. I stood by the window, looking out at the thick darkness of the park, at the slight movement in the branches of the nearest tree where Hugin waited.”

 

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I’ve decided to offer a paperback order special for the Valkyrie series.

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Teaser Tuesday (Aug 20)

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