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Monday, January 20, 2014

Voodoo on Bayou Lafonte Book Tour - Spotlight + Excerpt: Voodoo on Bayou Lafonte (Occult #3) by Susan C. Muller





Author: Susan C. Muller
Series: Occult
Number in Series: 3
Release Date: January 1, 2014
Cover Artist: Rae Monet
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Genre: Mystery/Paranormal/Romantic Suspense
Presented by: Bewitching Book Tours 


Synopsis from Susan C. Muller


A frantic phone call leads Detective Remy Steinberg racing through the night toward the one place he vowed never to return. With the life of his kidnapped daughter at stake, he willingly faces shotgun-wielding drug dealers, corrupt law-enforcement officials, and a raging hurricane.

Scouring the seedy back alleys of New Orleans for information, he goes undercover at a sinister voodoo ceremony, and struggles to understand the forces of black magic that hold his daughter hostage.

With time ticking down, he battles for his life against a high voodoo priest, but can he face the two things he fears most: the swamp that terrorized his childhood, and the ex-wife he’s never stopped loving?


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Excerpt


Detective Remy Steinberg glared at his phone. No good could come from answering this late on a Friday afternoon, but he still had ten minutes left on his shift. It was one thing to slip out when you finished your work, but to turn his back on a ringing phone . . .
He glanced at his lieutenant’s office. Hard Luck Luchak stared back at him. Damn. Remy gritted his teeth and reached for the phone, hoping like hell he wouldn’t be delayed.
Homicide, Steinberg.” Maybe it was one of the guys in the back, playing a joke on him.
Remy?”
Shit. Ball Breaker Number One. What could she want? He’d mailed his child support payment in plenty of time.
Gabrielle, what is it? I’m just leaving the office.”
Adrienne didn’t come home from school today.”
He sighed. Poor Adrienne. She never had any freedom.
For God’s sake, Gabby, she’s sixteen. She can’t be more than an hour late. She’s probably gossiping with a girlfriend. Cut the girl some slack.”
She’s seventeen, which you’d know if you paid her any attention.”
He knew how old she was, he just didn’t like to think of her as anything except a gap-toothed kid.
Gabby didn’t give him time to answer. “She hasn’t been missing for an hour. She’s been missing for over thirty hours.”
His heart caught in his throat and he couldn’t speak for several seconds. In his job, he’d seen what could befall a young girl in that length of time. He might not be the world’s best dad, but he was her dad just the same.
What? For over a day? How could you let this happen?” His voice rose and he couldn’t control it, despite the eyes he knew were trained on him. “Why weren’t you keeping track of her? Have you called the police?”
I’m calling you, aren’t I? You’re the police.” The tremor in her voice might not have been noticeable to anyone else, but he recognized just how scared she was.
And I’m three hundred miles away.” A good four and a half hours from Comeaux. More like five on a Friday afternoon when half of Houston headed across the state line to do some gambling in Louisiana.
He tightened his grip on the phone. What the hell had happened to his daughter? He wanted to believe she was getting into the same sort of mischief he was at that age, but something in his gut told him her disappearance was far more sinister.

Remy gritted his teeth and turned off his flashing light bar as he crossed the state line. His badge might carry some weight in Texas, but not in Louisiana. Those guys had a hard-on against everything from Texas except the money that rolled in.
Well, too damn bad. He felt the same about their whole fucking state. Had since the day his mother dragged the family there from New Jersey.
He understood, forgave her even. When his father died, she needed someplace that felt like home. Only it never felt like home to him. In fact, it felt more like purgatory. And he got out of there as fast as he could.
Unfortunately, that meant dragging Gabrielle and Adrienne to Texas with him. And Gabby had refused to do that. She’d given him an ultimatum. Come back or get a divorce. Well, he’d never much liked ultimatums. And he sure as hell didn’t plan to ever live in that state again.
He’d gone to Texas in search of work, sure that if Gabby loved him enough, she’d follow. Only she hadn’t, and he’d refused to give up a good job and return to a hand-to-mouth existence, sponging off of family, and feeling like a failure because he couldn’t support his new baby and his wife.
The same wife who hadn’t loved him enough to come with him.
His hands tightened on the wheel until his fingers went numb. Would things have been different if he hadn’t been so bullheaded? Was Adrienne paying the price for his stubbornness?
He could beat himself up later for rash decisions. All that mattered now was his daughter’s safety.
Two of the detectives in his squad, Adam Campbell and Ruben Marquez, had stayed late at the station to work the phones, something he appreciated. Even his boss was pulling all the strings he could, but Remy knew he was on his own.
And every minute that passed, the knot in his gut grew.
He stopped for gas, a quick burger, and to study the map. He hadn’t been here for at least three years, probably four, and if it weren’t for Adrienne he wouldn’t be here now. As soon as she was old enough to fly alone, he’d brought her out to join him for her weekend visits.
Nothing had changed. A few more fast-food joints, a few more casinos. But the fucking swamp was still only feet off the road in places. And the people that lived in it were still as superstitious and backward as ever.
The burger tasted like cardboard, but he didn’t care. Just fuel for his body. No different than the gas he put in the car.
Another hour of driving, and he turned off the interstate, into bayou country. The lights fell away and he was left with only his headlights poking a hole in the darkness. Even the air felt heavy, like the weight on his shoulders.
God, how he hated this place. And now it had taken his daughter.




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About Susan C. Muller

For those of you who don’t know me, I’m a fourth generation Texan and I attended Stephen F. Austin State University where I majored in Business Administration, but took creative writing classes on the side because that’s where my heart was.

I have always loved reading and if it’s true that God doesn’t subtract the hours you spend reading from your life span, then I should pass the century mark with flying colors. I first tried my hand at writing when I was eleven, but the sun was shining and I had a new bike so that effort was doomed to failure.
I didn’t try writing again until I was well into my sixties. People ask me why I took it up then and my answer is simple, because my husband retired. If you don’t understand, just wait, you will.
My first novel, The Secrets on Forest Bend, won several awards. After that, I was hooked.
I’ve been blessed with two great kids and four grandkids. My late husband and I loved to travel and we saw much of the world. Kenya, New Zealand, and the Galapagos Islands are a few of my favorite places. After he passed, I thought my traveling days were over, yet I’ve since been to Argentina, Brazil, and Venezuela.

I live in Spring, Texas where I currently serve as president of the Northwest Houston chapter of RWA and volunteer at a local hospital. I also enjoy speaking to book clubs and writers groups.


Connect with Susan C. Muller here:
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Voodoo on Bayou Lafante Blog Tour Schedule


Jan 6 Spotlight
Night Owl Reviews

Jan 7 Guest Blog
Coffee Addicted Writer

Jan 8 Guest blog and review
Erzabet Bishop

Jan 9 Interview
Paranormal Romance Fans for Life

Jan 10 Interview
Diane’s Book Blog

Jan 13 Spotlight
Buried Under Books

Jan 15 Guest blog
Fang-tastic Books

Jan 16 Guest blog
Musings of Mistress of the Dark Path 

Jan 17 Interview
Roxanne’s Realm

Jan 20 Spotlight
Offbeat Vagabond

Jan 20 Interview
Pembroke Sinclair.  

Jan 21 Spotlight
Ramblings of a Book Lunatic

Jan 22 Spotlight
Share My Destiny

Jan 22 Spotlight
Fang Freakin' Tastic Reviews

Jan 23 Guest blog
Sarah Ballance 

Jan 23 Spotlight
Inner Goddess   

Jan 24 Guest blog
Laurie's Paranormal Thoughts and Reviews

Jan 27 Spotlight
Lisa’s World of Books

Jan 28 Interview
The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom

Jan 29 Spotlight and review
Deb Sanders

Jan 30 Spotlight and review
The Book Review 

Jan 31 Guest blog
Midnight Musings with Bertena 

Feb 3 Interview
Books, Books The Magical Fruit



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2 comments:

  1. Thanks for inviting me on your blog, Diana.

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    1. You are welcome hon! Thank you for having me :)

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