This second episode in the LA urban fantasy series is “hyper-caffeinated, turbo-bloody, face-stomping fun” (Kevin Hearne, New York Times–bestselling author of The Iron Druid Chronicles).
Necromancer Eric Carter made a bad deal with Santa Muerte—and now there’s a psychopathic shapeshifter who wants to wear his skin.
Sister murdered, best friend dead, married to the patron saint of death, Santa Muerte. Eric Carter’s return to Los Angeles hasn't gone well, and it’s about to get even worse.
His link to the Aztec death goddess is changing his powers, changing him, and he’s not sure how far it will go. He’s starting to question his own sanity, wonder if he’s losing his mind. No mean feat for a guy who talks to the dead on a regular basis.
While searching for a way to break Santa Muerte’s hold over him, Carter finds himself the target of a psychopath who can steal anyone’s form, powers, and memories. Identity theft is one thing, but this guy does it by killing his victims and wearing their skins like a suit. He can be anyone. He can be anywhere.
Now Carter has to change the game—go from hunted to hunter. All he has for help is a Skid Row bruja and a ghost who’s either his dead friend Alex or the manifestation of Carter's own guilt-fueled psychotic break.
Everything is trying to kill him. Nothing is as it seems. If all his plans go perfectly, he might survive the week.
“Demons and dark magic and gods of death . . . my favorite urban fantasy series.” —Chuck Wendig
Necromancer Eric Carter made a bad deal with Santa Muerte—and now there’s a psychopathic shapeshifter who wants to wear his skin.
Sister murdered, best friend dead, married to the patron saint of death, Santa Muerte. Eric Carter’s return to Los Angeles hasn't gone well, and it’s about to get even worse.
His link to the Aztec death goddess is changing his powers, changing him, and he’s not sure how far it will go. He’s starting to question his own sanity, wonder if he’s losing his mind. No mean feat for a guy who talks to the dead on a regular basis.
While searching for a way to break Santa Muerte’s hold over him, Carter finds himself the target of a psychopath who can steal anyone’s form, powers, and memories. Identity theft is one thing, but this guy does it by killing his victims and wearing their skins like a suit. He can be anyone. He can be anywhere.
Now Carter has to change the game—go from hunted to hunter. All he has for help is a Skid Row bruja and a ghost who’s either his dead friend Alex or the manifestation of Carter's own guilt-fueled psychotic break.
Everything is trying to kill him. Nothing is as it seems. If all his plans go perfectly, he might survive the week.
“Demons and dark magic and gods of death . . . my favorite urban fantasy series.” —Chuck Wendig
Book Details
Format:
eBook
Price:
8.99 CAD / 7.99 USD
Published: 2014-08-05
ISBN: 9780698175327
Imprint:
DAW Books
Page Count: 272
"Blackmoore can't write these books fast enough to suit me. Broken Souls is hyper-caffeinated, turbo-bloody, face-stomping fun. This is the L.A.-noir urban fantasy you've been looking for."
—Kevin Hearne, New York Times-bestselling author of The Iron Druid Chronicles
"Demons and dark magic and gods of death: what's not to like? Blackmoore's hard-charging prose hits like a bullet fired from a cursed gun.... Fast becoming my favorite urban fantasy series, Broken Souls is a welcome addition to the necromancer chronicles of Eric Carter. Read this book. Read it now."
—Chuck Wendig, author of Blackbirds
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—Kat Richardson, author of the Greywalker novels
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"Blackmoore employs Chandleresque prose to smoothly incorporate a hard-boiled sense of urban despair into a paranormal plot, with occasional leavening provided by smart-aleck humor. Urban fantasy readers will appreciate the polished, assured writing and hope for a bevy of sequels."
—Publishers Weekly
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