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Synopsis:
Mysterious deaths. Impossible magic. And the sexy dragon who might drive her to murder.
In the shadowy heart of modern-day New Orleans, where the supernatural simmers just beneath the surface, Phoenix Landry is a force to be reckoned with. As a formidable fairy enforcer, she stands as the city’s last line of defense against the demonic threats that prowl the night. She’s trained from childhood and is armed with lightning-fast reflexes, mastery over fire, and deadly weapons, Phoenix knows she’ll only come into her full power when she finds and bonds with her fated mate. But Phoenix has never been one to wait for fate—until it throws her into the path of Griff Cavill, a hard-nosed dragon shifter detective with secrets of his own.
Griff has been investigating a series of gruesome deaths that defy all logical explanation. As their paths intertwine, Phoenix is forced to confront the truth: Griff is her fated mate. Together, they form an uneasy alliance to combat a rising demonic cult. But as their chemistry ignites, so too does the danger surrounding them.
Griff becomes possessed by the very demon lord they’ve been hunting. Phoenix faces an impossible choice: uphold her duty as a fairy enforcer, or risk everything—including her life and the fragile balance between worlds—for the man she’s come to love.
As the battle for New Orleans intensifies, Phoenix must confront her deepest fears and make a heart-wrenching decision in a final showdown that will determine the fate of both worlds.
Magic Unleashed, the first book in The Grimm Files, is a gripping paranormal romance where love is a double-edged sword, and the price of power could be everything.
Author Bio:
Delta James is a USA Today Bestselling Author known for her captivating paranormal and contemporary romantic suspense novels. She crafts stories featuring complex, curvy heroines and the dominant alpha males who adore them, creating a romantic journey filled with challenges and thrills.
After embarking on a transformative second chapter in her life, Delta now calls Florida home. She enjoys relaxing on warm summer evenings with her lovable pack of basset hounds, watching birds, squirrels, and lizards. When she’s not weaving fast-paced tales, she indulges in horseback riding, beach walks, and white-water rafting.
Discover more about Delta, including her complete list of books and audiobooks on her Delta James website.
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EXCERPTS:
Excerpt 1
“Well, if it isn’t Detective Broussard, bright and early. Are you doing the walk of shame as well? Come to sweep my sister off her feet again, or just drag her back to bed?”
Griff scowled, brushing past her without a word. He wasn’t in the mood for Savannah’s teasing, not when his mind was spinning with everything that needed to be done.
“Where’s Phoenix?” he asked, his voice low and gruff as he entered the front hall.
Savannah sighed dramatically. “Upstairs, brooding, as usual. You two really are made for each other, you know that?”
Griff didn’t respond; instead, he headed straight for the stairs. He took them two at a time, his boots echoing off the polished wood as he made his way to the second floor where Phoenix’s room was. He could feel her presence even before he reached the door, the faint pulse of her magic brushing against his senses like a whisper.
He pushed the door open without knocking and found Phoenix standing by the window, her back to him, arms crossed. The sunlight streamed in through the tall windows, casting her in a golden glow that made her seem even more untouchable than usual.
“You didn’t even say goodbye?” Griff growled; his voice thick with frustration as he closed the door behind him. “After everything that happened last night, you just disappear?”
Phoenix didn’t turn to face him, but he saw the slight tension in her shoulders. “Griff, last night was…” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “It was what it was. But we both know it doesn’t change anything.”
“Doesn’t change anything?” Griff’s temper flared, and before he could think better of it, he crossed the room in quick strides, grabbing her by the arm and turning her to face him. “It changes everything, Phoenix.”
She met his gaze, her eyes a storm of emotions. “No, it doesn’t. You can’t just—”
Whatever protest she had died on her lips as Griff moved faster than she could anticipate, tossing her over his shoulder with ease, his arm wrapped firmly around her dangling legs. Phoenix let out an indignant cry, her fists pounding against his back.
“Griff! Put me down, you bastard!”
Ignoring her protests, Griff carried her out of the room and down the hallway, the echo of his footsteps loud in the otherwise silent mansion. Her sisters and Aunt Maeve were already standing in the foyer, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes full of mirth—okay, her aunt was pissed, but her sisters seemed delighted.
Geneva chuckled. “Well, this just got interesting.”
“Out of the way,” Griff barked, pushing past them as Phoenix continued to squirm and protest.
He reached the front room, a spacious parlor with high ceilings and elaborate decor, and set her down none too gently on her feet. He’d known he needed to be in a room other than her bedroom. He needed a room where they could have some privacy without the temptation of her big four-poster bed staring him in the face. With one hand, he slid the pocket doors shut, sealing them both inside and locking out her meddling sisters and aunt.
Phoenix glared at him, breathless and flushed. “Have you lost your mind?”
Excerpt 2
The air inside the cathedral was thick with magic—dark, suffocating, and alive. The ritual was nearing its climax, and Phoenix could feel the pull of the celestial event above them, the moon moving into its full eclipse. The ground beneath her feet trembled as if the earth itself was rejecting the power being summoned.
Her heart raced as she stood facing Councilman Fontaine, his face twisted with malicious glee as he presided over the summoning. Around them, cultists began chanting again in unison, their voices blending with the rising energy in the room. It felt as though the very walls were vibrating, barely able to contain the power brewing within.
Phoenix’s gaze darted toward the door where Ash was supposed to be getting Griff out—away from the danger, but he wasn’t moving. Griff’s body still glowed faintly from the demonic runes that had been etched into his skin.
Ash was holding him up, but Griff was convulsing, his muscles tensing as the dark magic began to take hold. She could feel it—Griff’s essence was slipping, being consumed by the demon lord that was trying to possess him.
“Griff, hold on,” Phoenix whispered under her breath, her voice filled with desperation. She felt the connection between them like a lifeline, but it was fragile, strained. The ritual was pulling him away from her, piece by piece.
Fontaine’s voice boomed over the chanting. “It’s too late, fae. The ritual is almost complete. Soon, the demon lord will rise, and your little pet will be nothing more than a hollow shell.”
Phoenix’s blood boiled at his words, her magic surging in response. “Not if I stop you first.”
Fontaine laughed, a dark, mocking sound. “You can’t stop what’s already in motion.”
Without hesitation, Phoenix hurled a blast of golden energy at him. Fontaine barely flinched, raising a hand to deflect it as if it were nothing. The magic sizzled in the air, absorbed by the dark barrier surrounding him.
“I’ve had enough of your interruptions,” Fontaine sneered, flicking his wrist. A pulse of dark energy shot from his hand, heading straight for Phoenix.
She leaped to the side, dodging it just in time, but the force of the blast sent her tumbling across the floor. She gritted her teeth, her heart pounding as she scrambled to her feet. Time was running out, and she knew that if she didn’t act soon, she would lose Griff forever.
Ash appeared beside her, bloodied but still standing. He had managed to get Griff sort of propped up against the wall, but something was wrong—terribly wrong.
“Ash, what—?” Phoenix started, but her words caught in her throat.
Struggling to hold on, Griff suddenly convulsed. With a growl of inhuman strength, Griff’s eyes snapped open, glowing with an eerie, dark light. His body jerked violently.
“Griff!” Phoenix shouted, fear that she had lost him—had lost everything—clawing at her chest as she rushed toward him.
But it wasn’t Griff anymore. Not fully. The demon’s presence had taken root, and Phoenix could see the battle raging behind Griff’s eyes. He was fighting, trying to hold onto himself, but the dark magic was overpowering him.
“Phoenix…” Griff’s voice was strained, barely his own. “I can’t… I can’t hold it.”
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