Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Blog Tour: All The Worlds An Undead Stage by Angel Martinez (Interview + Review)

All the World's an Undead Stage

Angel Martinez has a new MM paranormal book out in her Offbeat Crimes Series:


Carrington Loveless III, skim-blood vampire and senior officer of Philly's paranormal police department, has long suspected that someone's targeting his squad. The increasingly bizarre and dangerous entities invading their city can't be a coincidence. So when a walking corpse spouting Oscar Wilde attacks one of his officers, Carrington's determined to uncover the evil mind behind it all.

As a rare books librarian, Erasmus Graham thought he understood some of the stranger things in life. Sharing a life with Carrington's shown him he didn't know the half of it. They've survived attack books and deadly dust bunnies together and got through mostly unscathed. Now his world and his vampire's appear ready to collide again. Books are missing from the rare books' collection—old tomes of magic containing dangerous summonings and necromancy. He's certain whoever's been stalking the Seventy-Seventh is composing their end game. It's going to take a consolidated effort from paranormal police, librarians, and some not-quite-authorized civilians to head off the impending catastrophe.

Offbeat Crimes Book Six

Get It From Pride Publishing

About Offbeat Crimes Series:

Every region has them, but no police department talks about them—the weird crimes, the encounters with creatures out of nightmares. The 77th Precincts exist in certain cities to handle paranormal crime and containment, usually staffed with experienced officers exhibiting psychic abilities.

In Philadelphia, through an odd mix of budget issues and circumstance, the 77th is manned entirely by officers with bizarre or severely limited psychic talents. The firestarter who can’t get a spark when it’s humid. The vampire who can’t drink whole blood. These are the stories of the misfits, the outcasts from even the strangeness of the paranormal community. Call them freaks, but they’re police officers first, serving and protecting, even if their methods aren’t always normal procedure.

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"Hunter? It's all right. I promise." On his knees in the room LJ and Hunter shared, Carrington peered under the bed where Hunter huddled in the far corner. "No one here will hurt you."

To Carrington's relief, his mom had taken care of nearly all of the arrangements for this open house luncheon on and left him out of it. He would've preferred something with less fuss and fewer caterers but it was only for a few hours. The squad room would survive. His only task now was to try to coax an obviously spooked Hunter out from under the furniture.
"I have a theory," Jeff said from where he leaned in the doorway.
Carrington smacked his head on the bedframe trying to reach far ther underneath, so his next words were sharper than necessary. "Oh, yes? I don't suppose you'd care to share this brilliant bit of enlightened thinking."
Jeff let out a little huff. "Not if you're going to take my head off."
"My apologies. I'm not in the best position to be civil at the moment."
"I can wait until I’m not talking to your butt."
"Fine." Carrington eased out from under the bed and sat back on his heels. "What's your thinking here?"
"When Hunter was living on her own, she was pretty careful and particular, wasn't she?"
Living on her own translated as when she was homeless, and careful and particular into skilled and cautious thief but Carrington appreciated his colleague's care with Hunter in the room. "So one is given to understand."
"I'm thinking maybe someone or several someone's invited today might have been a target. Maybe Hunter's afraid of someone recognizing her and making the connection."
Carrington leaned down far enough to peer under the bed again. "Is that it, Hunter? Are you concerned that someone will recognize you from your previous life?"
Even with Hunter scrunched in the corner, she still managed a collar nod.
"Very well, then." Carrington patted the mattress. "We'll close the door, Ms. Hunter. You don't have to see anyone if you don't wish to."
A sleeve poked out from under the mattress to pat Carrington's hip. He took the hint and got to his feet to give Hunter room to wriggle out. She floated up and settled carefully on the blankets with her sleeves crossed.
"My word of honor." Carrington held up both hands. "You can lock the door behind us."
She slumped as if in relief and nodded. Then she twitched up straight, holding up a sleeve to ask them to wait. Jeff peered over Carrington's shoulder as Hunter pulled a box out from the steamer trunk she shared with LJ. She handed the box to Carrington with a sleeve motion that appeared to mime pulling up a zipper.
"This is for LJ?" He waited for her nod. "I'll bring it right out to him."
As he'd promised, he shut the door behind them to give Hunter her privacy and found LJ in the squad room with Audacity under one arm. Their kitten wore a scaled-down version of a black K-9 vest.
"Don't you look official?" Jeff let her catch one of his fingers to gnaw on.
Carrington gave her an approving nod. "It suits you. Do you like your new uniform?"
Mew. Miii-iiw. Audacity pedaled with all four paws until LJ set her down. She turned in an obvious modeling pose to show Carrington one side of the vest with POLICE stenciled in white block letters, then turned to display the other side with CADET FAMILIAR. If that wasn't Jason's idea, Carrington would eat his police hat and Amanda's.
"Outstanding, Cadet Audacity. Very sharp." Carrington carefully kept the laughter from his voice since she was taking it all so seriously. But it was difficult in the face of such monumental cuteness. "LJ, Hunter refuses to come out but she sent you this."
He handed over the box and stayed to watch LJ ease it open by pinching the top with his sleeve. The long slender shape of the box made guessing the contents easy and Carrington wasn't disappointed when LJ held up a regulation police uniform tie. LJ stared at it a moment, his version of staring at any rate, then gave a sharp nod before he handed tie and box to Carrington to hold.
"You don't—" Carrington nearly asked if he didn't want it but LJ's intentions became obvious when he zipped up his front and straightened his collar. "Ah. Would you like me to do the honors?"
LJ gave another nod as he held himself straight and still. Strange to see him that way. He almost never zipped himself closed and never floated completely still. Carrington stood behind him to get the tie on just right, easier than trying to think about tying one backward, and finished it off with the silver tie clip Hunter had provided.
"There, sir." Carrington clapped him on both shoulders. "Almost as sharp as Audacity."
LJ had no way to blush, but his front puffed out just enough to be noticeable and who would ever have predicted that? A jacket entity, former street thug and informant proud to wear police issue anything.

An Interview With Carrington's Mom
Hello! Today we're in Manayunk, at the rather swank home of Carrington Jr. and Helen Loveless. We have an appointment, of course, and Helen has graciously agreed to talk to us about the childhood of Carrington III.
Good morning, Mrs. Loveless. Is it all right if I call you Helen?
Mrs. L. – It is most certainly not, and I only have a few minutes this morning. The landscape architect is due at ten.
My apologies. Didn't mean to get off on the wrong foot there. Could you tell me what Carrington was like as a small child?
Mrs. L. – He was a beautiful baby and so quiet. He certainly didn't get either of those traits from his father's side of the family. I suppose one might have described him as a sensitive child. He preferred playing on his own. Easily frustrated if he wasn't able to perfect something to his exacting notions.
I understand he never learned to swim.
Mrs. L. – Yes. Very odd. Carrington was absolutely terrified of water. Unlike Gregory, who could never get enough of it. We tried so many different instructors. But he simply refused to learn. Mind you, he was never enthusiastic about sports, much to his father's disappointment. He finally took up lacrosse in school, but that was the only one he would tolerate. Barbaric, if you ask me. Waving sticks about. Several broken bones during his high school years because of it. We tried to encourage him toward golf or tennis, but he was an indifferent player of both and clearly despised them.
Did he like school?
Mrs. L. – Oh, I suppose so. He did quite well most years, so he must have enjoyed his subjects. After the elementary grades, the boys went to boarding school and his communications were brief and superficial. We rarely had any negative reports of him, though, unlike Gregory, who was a restless child and not the scholar his older brother was. So irrepressible.
Hmm, yes. Though we wanted to talk about Carrington today. Are you proud of him these days? Decorated police officer? Saving the city on a regular basis?
Mrs. L. – He was meant to have gone into business with his father, you know. Or he should at least have gone to Harvard for Law. sighs I suppose he could have picked something worse than police officer. At least he didn't go into the theater. Still, he did make things terribly difficult for a while. One thing after another. First telling us he's…you know…that way. Then telling us he's going to the police academy. Such a shock. Then telling us he's a vampire. Hardly respectable, any of it. What was I supposed to tell out friends?
That he's a hero?
Mrs. L. – You'll have to excuse me now. My landscape people are here.
Oh, ah, thank you for you time? We'll just see ourselves out…

4 Stars!

So I read and loved books 1 and 2 of this series. They were fun reads, laugh out loud funny with great characters and plenty of action and suspense. I’m not sure how or why I didn’t read books 3, 4 and 5 but now I’m thinking that was a mistake, because I just couldn’t get into book 6 like I’d hoped. Much of the problem was due to the fact that I felt somewhat lost and out of the loop. I’d forgotten who was who and the relationships they had.

I felt as if you had to already know Carrington and his fellow officers (many characters in their paranormal department) to enjoy this book to the fullest. Yes, I met a lot of them in books 1 and 2 but I never really got to know them. It was hard just jumping into the story now that they’ve worked out most of their kinks they had possessed when the series began. I almost wanted a chart.

Luckily, these are very likable characters and have some great banter. Carrington has the whole broody, reserved vibe down pat. But his kind of no-nonsense personality was actually an endearing quality. The series is great for providing unique and entertaining stories. With the many types of paranormal entities things go in directions you may never have thought of before.

Carrington and Erasmus had great chemistry and I wish I could’ve seen how they met and fell in love. I guess now I’ll just have to go back and read the books I missed.

ATWIAUS is a cute story and I definitely would recommend it.

*** Copy provided to Bayou Book Junkie for my reading pleasure, a review wasn't a requirement. ***

Author Bio

Angel-MartinezThe unlikely black sheep of an ivory tower intellectual family, Angel Martinez has managed to make her way through life reasonably unscathed. Despite a wildly misspent youth, she snagged a degree in English Lit, married once and did it right the first time, (same husband for almost twenty-four years) gave birth to one amazing son, (now in college) and realized at some point that she could get paid for writing.

Published since 2006, Angel's cynical heart cloaks a desperate romantic. You'll find drama and humor given equal weight in her writing and don't expect sad endings. Life is sad enough.

She currently lives in Delaware in a drinking town with a college problem and writes Science Fiction and Fantasy centered around gay heroes.

You can take a look at Angel's Website and follow her on Facebook and Twitter.

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