Immortal Rage (Austin Immortals Book 2)

A great read for anyone feeling the apocalyptic vibe.Hey Reader! Jax here, doing yet another description wrong. It’s way more fun to write them this way. So, I was a foster parent, and I got really mad—like really, really ragingly pissed—at Child Protective Services. And then I wrote a book, called it Immortal Rage, and put zombies in it. I think Freud would have a field day with this.If you read Immortal Longing, you’ve met Javier and Emma as side characters (if you haven’t, no worries. These books can be read out of order). Javier’s the buttoned-up doctor (and big brother of the crazy-ass* witch, Rhiannon), and Emma’s the former whore from early 1800s west Texas who, after what was supposed to be a one-night stand, turned him into a vampire to save his life. Though she started with the best of intentions, Emma’s intimidated by how classy her fledgling seems and bugs out, assuming Cash—the popular Viking vampire who’s bumping uglies with Javi’s sister—will help him transition to vampire-dom more successfully than hot-mess her ever could. Besides, she’s got people who actually need her—specifically teenagers and young adults trying to exit prostitution, people who need the help she never got as a human. Javier has an unfortunate addiction to unavailable women. Any of the therapists he’d seen over the years would tell him he’s got mommy issues due to being raised between a drug addict and foster care. So when Emma deserts him, he knows, logically, that he needs to let her go. Even if he’s still one hundred percent into her. Then she shows up at his hospital’s morgue, asking about a dead prostitute and drawing him into a deadly mystery that’s more catastrophic than his feelings of abandonment.Vampires are real. Werewolves are real. But zombies don’t exist—they’re a fiction invented by George Romero for Night of the Living Dead.** And yet, something that acts a whole helluva lot like that fictional beastie is stalking the poor side of Austin. And it’s starting to multiply… This romantic urban fantasy is the closest thing to a horror novel I’ve ever written, and it’s chock full of damaged characters trying to find their way to good again. But good lord was it cathartic to get. that. rage. out. And onto the page. If you’re looking for a dark, emotional ride about broken people overcoming trauma (and hopefully zombies) to find hope in the darkness, this is your book. A good bet for fans of Christine Feehan, JD Ward, and Poppy Z. Brite. *Can I use this word in a description on the ‘zon? We’ll find out!!**Weird fact: Romero called his monsters ghouls—he never intended to reference the Haitian Vodou legend of the zombi (no “e”). So… the man who created everything we think we know about zombies didn’t actually write about zombies. Wild, huh?

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