Top Ten Songs for Angel Assassins
Music played a pivotal part in the creation of ANGEL BAIT, my debut novel. I’ve always used music as a soundtrack to the images in my head. I need to see and feel connected to the words, and music has always been the easy conduit.
When I realized my life was about to be overrun by some hot half-angels, a sadistic vampire, a strong-willed reporter, and an angel traitor, I updated my tunes. Listen, you don’t create a gritty, violent, and heart-wrenching urban fantasy romance listening to freakin’ Kelly Clarkston.
Are you sure you want to enter my dark musical world? Okay. Have at the full playlist on Songza (http://songza.com/listen/angel-bait-the-angel-assassins-KaziWren/). I’ve showcased a few songs that absolutely stimulated my creativity during the writing process. These songs would make a perfect soundtrack for ANGEL BAIT.
(Warning: Many of the songs have adult lyrics.)
Spawn by Brand X Music [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69fcQaXVtuA?rel=0]
A Dream Within A Dream by The Glitch Mob [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3MH4l1-t_8?rel=0]
We Believe, We Believe by Wumpscut [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dbCRKoF4OKM?rel=0]
Ruiner by Nine Inch Nails [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJASJRRakew?rel=0]
The Outsider by A Perfect Circle: [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzyNWyZhUS0?rel=0]
ShutEmDown by Celldweller [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfHCHgWusHM?rel=0]
War by Sick Puppies [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWMFk8zk45I?rel=0]
Bones by MS MR [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4kbny93Cyk?rel=0]
Power by Kanye West [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-WM0-0hCUu4?rel=0]
Bring The Pain by Brand X Music [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mNRbRPMS5S8?rel=0]
Saved by the angel sent to kill them, four half-angel boys are trained and employed as Heaven’s assassins. Jarrid and his nephilim brothers are raised as members of The Eternal Order, and must enforce Heaven’s laws by hunting down those who defy the Directorate.
His only shot at freedom is Ascension, but his employers won’t permit the ancient ritual. Then Jarrid learns a Renegade angel is in Detroit. Such a high-level takedown is the answer to his prayers—all the leverage he needs to Ascend.
For freedom, Jarrid is willing to do anything to lure his elusive enemy out of hiding.
Even use an innocent woman as bait.
News reporter Ionie Gifford has no clue an angel outlaw wants her dead. She agrees to help Jarrid, the enigmatic nephilim with penetrating silver eyes and a worship-worthy body, but only because he accepts her terms. He’s her all-access pass into the city’s supernatural underworld where she hopes to locate her mother’s killer.
Blindsided by Ionie’s beauty and tenacity, Jarrid soon finds the eternity-old glacier around his heart thawing. With duty and desire at war within him, he’s forced to make a choice—either save Ionie from the trap he snared and stay chained to Heaven, or allow her to become collateral damage.
Jarrid remained silent, but chaos cranked his mind. The chance there’s a Renegade in his city was so remote, so improbable. Yet if the elf spoke true, the tip meant one more score to settle. And one giant step closer to Ascension.
He turned the idea over in his head. Ascension would only be granted if he attained something considered more valuable than him remaining under Heaven’s heel. Would a capture force the ruling angel Directorate to reward his team?
A fragile thread of hope connected to another, and another, until his heart and mind grabbed hold. He had to find the Renegade, minus interference from the angels. But the information was vague at best. One woman in a city of millions? Where the hell would he start?
YuL shook his head. “I swear that’s all I got, man. I didn’t know who they were talking about, but I know Renegades hold a special place with you angels.”
“I’m no angel, you piece of shit.” He’d never been considered pure enough by those pricks to count as anything more than a half-breed. That’s all the nephilim were to them. Half-angel and half-human. Abominations.
Color drained from the elf’s face. “I was gonna trade the info for what I owe. I can’t believe they sent an assassin after me.” YuL cupped his hands together. “Christ, I don’t owe that much. Please don’t kill me, man. Please.”
He ignored the hysterics and tapped the earpiece concealed by his hair. “Intel retrieved.”
If the elf’s info was solid, the next few days would be crucial to tracking the outlaw and snuffing the bastard. A familiar hatred bubbled under his skin and Jarrid’s grip tightened on the dagger’s hilt. He was here because of Renegades — the former Watcher angels who’d impregnated human women to create their half-breed race. Now, he was forced to serve Heaven.
Since his mother’s death.
Since his own imprisonment.
Since the angel sent to kill him spared his life.
The elf scrabbled backwards against the piss-stained wall. “Just let me go. I won’t tell a soul.”
“By decree of the holy host, YuL of Elven, you have broken a sacred covenant with Heaven and have been deemed unworthy of forgiveness.”
Jarrid buried the dagger deep into the elf’s heart. Confused orange eyes stared at the dagger, and then at him as if they tried to memorize the face of death. Finally, the spark behind those eyes slipped away.
“Your life is forfeit.”
YuL’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice then stilled.
Extracting the blade, Jarrid rose and considered the body slumped on the wet pavement.
“You can’t fuck with Heaven, pal. It has bigger dicks.” He shrugged and stood at parade rest, bracing himself for the aftermath of another completed mission. After two, maybe three breaths, white-hot pain flash-fried his veins, making his body sway. Then it flambéed his internal organs.
The Act of Contrition. What a bitch.
After spending several years as a newspaper reporter and corporate communications director, Tricia Skinner cast off traditional journalism for the freedom of novel writing. ANGEL BAIT is her urban fantasy romance debut. Her reading tastes are all over the place, but she’s mainly drawn to fantasy (and its subgenres), paranormal, sci-fi, and history.
In those rare moments when she’s not writing, Tricia is a newbie “green” practitioner, a fitness procrastinator, and a technology geek. She is a mother and a wife. Her family includes two Great Danes.
Tricia stays active in various writing communities. She is represented by Laurie McLean of the Larsen Pomada Literary Agency.
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