Last Updated on June 7, 2023 by Louisa
We are pleased to be hosting the Kidnapped Killer by Nina R. Schluntz book tour today as part of Lola’s Blog Tours, where we will be sharing an excerpt from her new book.
Kidnapped Killer is a toxic love story between a soul-eating demon and his unaware human stalker.
This blog tour runs from 20 March to 2 April. You can see the tour schedule here.
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About the Book
- Title: Kidnapped Killer (Kidnapped #1)
- Author: Nina R. Schluntz
- Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance
- Age category: Adult
- Release Date: 6 September 2022
- Where to find it: Goodreads | Amazon
One brief encounter and Jimena is determined to make Nic his at all costs. He wants him to be solely his, completely and utterly at his mercy. But, popular, gorgeous Nic doesn’t see Jimena. He is background material at best.
Until Jimena drugs him at a bar and ties him up in his basement.
If that didn’t get Nic’s attention, then the dozen or so bodies buried in the basement he’s tied up in does.
Nic feeds on souls. They taste better if they are flavored by strong emotion, usually fear or pain.
Jimena tastes different. His soul is flavored in obsessive love, focused on Nic. He’s never been loved by someone before, even if it is an unhealthy love and Jimena wants him dead. Not in a hateful way, but in a, I don’t want anyone else to have you, kind of way.
If only Nic could convince him to try being a normal boyfriend, he might be able to feed off Jimena’s soul for a few decades.
A deadly dance begins. A demon wanting to be loved and a serial killer wanting to kill his lover.
If they can find a balance, they might just find they’re perfect for each other.
You can watch the book trailer for Kidnapped Killer here:
Second book in the series releases on 28 March!
- Title: Kidnapped Clowder (Kidnapped #2)
- Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance
- Age category: Adult
- Release Date: 28 March 2023
- Where to find it: Goodreads | Amazon
It’s been over a year since Jimena kidnapped Nic and locked him in his basement. Turns out demons love being adored, even by serial killers. This long-term toxic relationship that’s become a marriage hinges on Jimena’s ability to show he is reformed.
What better way to do this than by adopting a feral cat… or seven. Jimena’s new obsession shows him the dark side of humanity and how cruel they can be to unwanted pets.
His murderous intent is now misguided and used to avenge the animals that can’t protect themselves.
It’s an improvement, sort of. Except the demon cop that’s helping keep Jimena out of jail is bringing up old feelings and Jimena is considering upgrading in demons. Might upgrade from avenging pets to avenging people too, because these mass shootings involving children are getting a bit annoying.
Jimena and Nic continue their toxic love story that may not last much longer, especially if Jimena locks a demon cop in his basement.
Excerpt: Kidnapped Killer, Chapter 1
There was a slight pulse of pain right between my eyes as if someone had flicked their fingers on my forehead in a playful manner. I fluttered my eyelashes, but they didn’t want to open just yet. I reached a hand toward my face, hoping I could rub the ache away.
That’s when I noticed the extra weight around my wrist and the gentle clink of metal. Interesting. I shifted my other hand and found it also had a brace of some sort on it. Distracted by this oddness, I shrugged off the sleepiness, opened my eyes, and sat up.
I stared at my hands laying in my lap. I was wearing chains. Not cheap shit either, these were good solid cuffs, and the brackets were thick, meant to tie up a bull or larger creature. I raised my arms and turned them around, analyzing the restrains from all angles. I was a bit impressed. Even if I broke every bone in my hands it would be difficult to slip myself free of the metal cuffs.
My eyes followed the chain and found them looped around a support beam for a house, it was a good foot thick, but wooden. Well, if I really wanted, I could slowly chew away at that wood, so it was a moderate flaw in my imprisonment. My feet were also unhindered, another disappointment. I was torn between my captor being a professional or amateur. I surveyed further and confirmed my location. I was in someone’s unfinished basement.
“Ah, a bit cliché,” I said to myself.
I tried to recall how I’d ended up in this situation. All I could remember was that stupid bartender at Kenny’s Pub smirking at me while I was… The memory shrank away as floorboards creaked above me.
Light filled the room from overhead as the basement door opened. I bent my legs and rested my elbows on my thighs as I watched my captor descend the steps.
It was hard to see their face at first, since the light was behind them. Their silhouette defined them as a slender man. They reached the bottom of the steps and flicked on the main light for the basement, a dangling bulb that hung out of reach above us.
“You’re awake already?” The man gaped at me, a four-foot-long iron pipe gripped in one hand and resting on his shoulder. Ah, so that was why my feet weren’t chained. He was going to break my ankles with that pipe.
Now that the light was on, I could see my captor clearly. His name didn’t come to mind immediately, but I had seen him before. Was he in one of my college classes? The kid who always sat in the back row with a hoodie on? This had to be the best view I’d ever had of his face and possibly the first time I’d ever seen his hair. He always had that hoodie on.
“You’ll have to forgive me,” I said. “Your name is escaping me. Can you refresh my memory? We have American Literature together, right?”
He stood there, not more than two feet from the staircase; his eyes locked on me. I wondered which part puzzled him more: my quick recovery from his drugs or the fact I didn’t seem to mind my current situation.
“Eh, if you don’t want to tell me, I’ll just ask around tomorrow,” I said. I pointed at his hair. “I like the haircut. You should show it off more.” He had dark black hair cut very short, likely done himself. It was a stark contrast to my own spiked hair with frosted tips.
He narrowed his eyes and crouched so he was on my eye level. “I think you might just miss class tomorrow.”
I grinned. Oh, I was going to enjoy this.
“Is that so? Education is important. I would prefer to not miss any school.”
“That’s going to be a bit of a problem since you’re never leaving this basement.”
“Never?” My senses were clearing, the last bits of his drugs fading away. I sniffed the stank air. “It doesn’t smell like I’m your first guest to visit this place. Are the others still here?”
I saw a glimpse of doubt cross his face.
“At least I will not be alone.”
“You think corpses make good company?”
“Do you not? Why else would you have so many under your house?” I tilted my head and looked at the pipe. “Is that for me?”
“Aren’t you going to ask why you’re here?”
I shrugged. “If we’re simply going to talk, are the restraints needed?”
He smiled, his grin quite wicked on his face. “What are you willing to do for me in exchange?”
“Do you mean to imply I can earn my freedom?”
“You just got here,” he said. “I think we should start smaller.” He lowered the pipe and twirled it around playfully. “Are you hungry?”
“I must earn my food?”
“Oh, yes, ask me to feed you.”
I leaned back against the support beam. “Alright, feed me.”
His expression darkened. “I have a nice heaping serving of—” He didn’t finish. Instead, he let his actions complete his thought. He swung the pipe, slamming it into my left ankle with bone-shattering strength.
About the Author:
Nina Schluntz is a native to rural Nebraska. In her youth, she often wrote short stories to entertain her friends. Those ideas evolved into the novels she creates today.
Her husband continues to ensure her stories maintain a touch of realism as she delves into the science fiction and fantasy realm.
Their three cats are always willing to stay up late to provide inspiration, whether it is a howl from the stray born in the backyard or an encouraging bite from the so called “calming kitten.”
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