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Author Q&A ft by Kate Porter | The Team Nightly Series Book Tour | Silver Dagger Tour Presents Urban Fantasy

The Team Nightly Series by Kate Porter is on virtual book tour. The urban fantasy stops at the blog with an excerpt from  Redemption Stone...

The Team Nightly Series by Kate Porter is on virtual book tour. The urban fantasy stops at the blog with an excerpt from Redemption Stone.

Be sure to enter for a chance to win the giveaway for a $15 Amazon GC and follow the Silver Dagger book tour (for other dates see the link at the bottom of the post).

Q:  How did you come up with the concept and characters for the book and series?

A:  The characters in TEAM NIGHTLY are extremely diverse. They come from every walk of life. I wanted them to be normal, everyday Joes and Janes. Everyone has the potential to be a hero inside of them. But, everyone is also human and they have human flaws. Each book focuses on a specific team member; digging deep into their characters and bringing out the best and the worst in each of them. For instance; you have Chase, he’s the team leader. He’s a born and bred Georgia boy who has no intention of letting his widowed mother know what he does with his evenings. By day he’s a sixth-grade social studies teacher, by night, he leads a team of bloodline uccisore who’s destiny is to fight vampires and protect innocents. He’s so focused on his own destiny, he doesn’t’ realize that his life is about to change drastically when he meets Rae Chandler. Rae is a contemporary city girl from NYC and has not intention of staying in Savannah any longer than she absolutely has to. Two characters who are completely opposite in both thought and design yet, when they join forces against a common foe, are practically undefeatable.

Q:  What did you enjoy most about writing this book series?
A:  Getting to know each of the characters. I fell in love with some of them and hated others. Some of the characters I could empathize with because of the pain they had gone through to get to where they were in the book. Other’s I couldn’t help but admire their inner strength for that same reason.

Q:  If your book was made into a film, who would you like to play the lead?

A:  That’s a really good question. I think Chris Pine would be a great CHASE NIGHTLY.

Q:  How long have you been writing?

A:  I started writing songs and poetry when I was very young. Twelve, thirteen, maybe even younger than that, I really don’t remember. The first time I had something published, I was fifteen years old and I had a short, short story printed in our high school newspaper, titled THE LAKE. I still have the original clipping dated Dec. 1972. I think I’m telling my age here!

**books can be read as standalones in any order!**

Chase Nightly, L'Uccisore
Team Nightly Book 1
by Kate Porter
Genre: Urban Fantasy

Chase Nightly is a born and bred Georgia boy from Savannah, who loves his job as a social studies teacher, his bachelorhood and his widowed mother.

Rae Chandler is a contemporary big city woman with no desire to change that fact; as different from Chase as night and day with one important exception: They are both leaders of elite teams of vampire slayers called Uccisore, but with very different territories. When Rae shows up in Savannah for reasons other than visiting family, Chase demands to know her true motives. Sparks fly the moment they meet and past life memories surface, memories that keep Rae off balance and terrified that destiny will claim her heart once more.

When Gordon Charles, Vampire King, kidnaps Chase’s mother, the two leaders must join forces and put their chaotic feelings aside to save her from becoming the Vampire Queen.

Hunter's Sword
Team Nightly Book 2 

Armed with family legends and a blessed sword dating back to the first crusades, Hunter Blackfox leaves the reservation in Cherokee, North Carolina to replace a fallen member of Team Nightly and help protect the city of Savannah, Georgia. 

His life is about to change…

When he first lays eyes on Sheila Maxson, he likens her to Aphrodite, Helen of Troy, and Jackie Onassis—sex, beauty, and class—all rolled into one, long, luscious package just for him.

Sheila Maxson is a seasoned member of Team Nightly and a bloodline uccisore gifted with exceptional speed and agility on the battlefield. But she’s battling more than the rising number of vampires. The horrific memories of an event that took place only days after 9/11 when she, her brother Michael, and their aging grandfather tried to protect first responders from frenzied vampires, as they searched for survivors at ground zero, are slowly chipping away at Sheila’s emotional armor. With the added guilt of losing a friend and uccisore brother in battle, the short fuse of her control is burning fast. 

Each time she and Hunter are in the same vicinity, Sheila goes on the attack and Hunter has no option but to fight back. Until the night Chase and Rae’s daughter is born and the vampire king breaches the hospital nursery. The bickering teammates must team up to protect the innocent newborn.

Hunter must find a way to bring down the walls that Sheila has erected around herself in order to save not just Chase and Rae’s baby, but the woman of his dreams as well.

As word comes to them that Hunter’s Sword is coveted by Gordon Charles, Vampire King, the entire team must find a way to keep it out of vampire clutches. 

Gordon Charles will do whatever he must to corrupt the powers of the sword and sway its magic to benefit his cause. To do that he must spill Luccisore blood…Sheila’s blood.

Keys to the Mermaid's Heart
Team Nightly Book 3

A mythical sapphire, a family legend, and a lost treasure, could lead Carly Harden to her fondest dreams . . . or her worst nightmare.

Now that Carly has revealed her secret, that she knows who and what Team Nightly is, Tony Sargento, chef of the Blue Mermaid restaurant, empath, and Carly’s boss, is furious with her. His jealousy at Carly’s close friendship with Rhett James, the newest team member, isn’t helping him calm his anger. 

That she’s been in love with Tony since the day they’d met, is one thing she would never disclose. His anger at her is breaking her heart and her past is preventing her from trusting him fully.

In order to help the team locate an artifact that Gordon Charles, King of the Vampires, is after, Carly digs a little deeper into the family lore behind the key that she’s worn on a chain since she was a little girl. She soon comes to believe that it is one of three needed to open a lost treasure chest. One that is said to hold the Mermaid’s Heart: a massive sapphire that is said to hold mystical powers and created by Zeus himself.

The powers that legend has attached to the Mermaid’s Heart, are said to be boundless, granting the one who holds it their fondest wishes.

But when Gordon Charles gets word that Carly is the owner of one of the fabled keys to the Heart, he sends his minions to retrieve it, no matter the cost.

After Carly is attacked and nearly killed, Tony and Rhett must try to set aside their ongoing battle, to win her heart, in order to protect her. Even with the help of Team Nightly, it may not be enough to save her . . . unless they find the Keys to the Mermaid’s Heart.

Redemption Stone
Team Nightly Book 4

The only thing keeping the beast at bay is THE REDEMPTION STONE.

Chuck Logan fled Ireland fourteen years ago, letting his family believe him dead, like his brother, Matty. When he landed on America’s shores he was a feral werewolf, but everything changed when a special boy and his father found him and gave him the gift of redemption.

Now, Chuck has found his true mate in Scarlett James, and he is terrified that he has now put her life in danger. Walking away after only one night with Scarlett is the only way to keep her safe. Ashley Connor, a wolf with an agenda, has set her sights on mating with Chuck and building an invincible pack that will rule the entire region. She will do whatever it takes to have her way, including partnering with Gordon Charles, the Vampire King.

After Chuck and Scarlett are attacked by a vampire who miraculously morphs into a wolf, the reality of this new, and seemingly indestructible, threat must be eradicated before Ashely Connor and Gordon Charles have the chance to build their army…It may already be too late!

Kate Porter has had one true passion, even as a young girl: writing. Poetry and short stories were her pleasure and her escape while growing up on a small farm approximately fifty miles south of Indianapolis. From her first short story printed in her high school newspaper at the age of fifteen, until the publication of her first full length novel, SECRETS IN BETHLEHEM, in the summer of 2012 she has dreamed of being an author. As a two-time winner of the Indie Book of the Day award, Kate has explored different genres in her writing career and has an eclectic collection of works to her credit consisting of romantic suspense, mystery, and an urban fantasy series. She has studied fiction writing at Greenville Tech, in Greenville, SC and traveled to Georgia for a writing workshop. Kate was featured in WOMAN'S DAY magazine and again in the Greenville News and her hometown newspaper in Spencer, IN. She has been profiled in her hometown newspaper, in Spencer, Indiana and in August 2013, News. 

Kate's novel, BLACK HARVEST, has not only received 5 stars from Reader's Favorite, but has been awarded the 2014 NEW APPLE BOOK AWARD MEDAL for the MYSTERY.

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Redemption Stone

Charlie Logan couldn’t believe his father had allowed him to bring Mattie on patrol without another teammate along. Da had always been protective of Mattie, being the youngest of his three children, never allowing him to come along on a hunt.

This night, however, Da had told him Mattie was ready to take his place on Team Logan. Charlie had trained hard and their father trusted that he was strong enough and wise enough to keep his little brother out of trouble.

After all, they were bloodline uccisori; a bold and powerful lineage of vampire slayers dating back to the First Crusades.

No vamps had been seen in their assigned patrol area and Charlie was looking for an easy night ahead. That was alright, though. It would give his little brother a bit of learning but he’d still be safe enough to appease their parents’ worries.

There’d been attacks bordering near the northern edge of the village but those had been more animal than vamp attacks, from what Charlie had heard at the pub. There had been one report of a vamp attack in the southernmost sector where he and Mattie now patrolled, but that one had been ended by their father two nights before.

Charlie looked over at his brother and grinned at the intensity that set the boy’s face in a grim mask.
Mattie may be a pain in the arse, but he was still his brother and Charlie loved him.

The silvery glow of the full moon gave the night a surreal feeling as the brothers strode across the meadow, armed with swords strapped to their backs and wooden stakes shoved into their boots and belts.

“You look like you’re ready to jump out of your skin, Mattie. Try to relax your grip on your sword. You’ll have more control if we’re set upon by vamps.”

“Did you hear that, Charlie?” Mattie asked softly as he halted his steps.

Charlie tilted his head and scanned the edge of the woods, searching the shadows for any movement.
“I didn’t hear anything. Probably just the wind,” he told Mattie, after a long moment of quiet.

“It was a rustling in the bush.” Mattie pointed directly in front of them. “There. In the verge of the tree line. I think we should see what it was. I’d love to end the bastards that hurt Uncle Stephen.”
“That was to the west of here, Mattie. Besides, Uncle Stephen said he’d ended the vamps that jumped him. Remember?”

“Right,” Mattie said with a nervous laugh. “But they move around fast, you know. As quick as lightning. They’ll sink their fangs into you before you know what’s happening. I remember what both Da and Uncle Stephen taught us . . . and you’d best remember, too, Charlie.”

Charlie gave his brother a nod as he, too, remembered the story. A chill ran through him as he scanned the shadows, once more.

News had come to the team, earlier that week, that vamps had been seen killing sheep at a local farm. Stephen McGinnis, their father’s Second in Command, and a man Charlie and Mattie had known the whole of their lives, had gone with stake and sword in hand to find the vamps that terrorized that area. He’d been attacked and, though no one truly knew what happened, they’d torn at him like animals; bite and claw marks covering his body, before he finally ended them.

Or, so the story was told. When Guinness was flowing, the stories tended to grow to unbelievable ends.
Charlie knew his little brother wanted to prove himself on his first mission and show their father, that he was just as capable of ending vamps as any other member of Team Logan. It was, after all, his birthright.

“Lead the way, little brother. This is your night.”

“No, wait. I’m wrong,” he corrected as his dimples flashed.

“That would be this weekend coming. I hear you’re taking pretty Brenna Muldoon to the pub for dancing Saturday. You can regale her with your tales of heroism and retribution. Perhaps she’ll bestow more than a kiss on you.”

Heat climbed up the back of Mattie’s neck as Charlie laughed. Mattie had been trying to get Brenna to go to the pub with him for weeks and she’d finally said yes.

“You’re just jealous,” Mattie stuttered. “Because you can’t find a woman that would be seen in public with you. They can’t abide that ugly mug of yours. Brenna can’t wait to feel my arms around her and . . . There it is again.”

Mattie put his hand on Charlie’s shoulder to halt their advance. “Did you hear it that time?”
“Aye, I heard it. It came from over there.” Charlie pointed to his left and slowly moved in that direction.
“We need to go check it out.”

Simultaneously, they pulled a stake from their belts and took a firmer grip on their swords. They took several steps apart before advancing into the woods, and stooped low to make themselves less of a target. They’d gone no more than ten feet into the trees when a low, guttural growl sounded, bringing goosebumps to their skin.

Charlie crouched into a fighting stance, preparing for attack. They were being stalked, but the scent was all wrong. He didn’t smell the stench of rotted flesh and death that always accompanied a vampire. This was no vamp. It was something worse. He had to get Mattie out of the woods. Now.

“This is wrong, Mattie,” Charlie whispered. “Go! Get back to the house and tell Da to bring help.”
“No! I’ll not leave you here alone.”

“Run, Mattie! Now!” Charlie demanded as the growl grew into a roar and the sound of something huge broke through the undergrowth, launching itself at him. He spun to face his attacker, but he was too slow. A mountain of foul smelling fur slammed into his side.

The next moment was pure chaos as he battled something that he’d only seen in a horror movie at the cinema. In his periphery, he saw Mattie standing only a few paces away, frozen with fear.

Time slowed to a snail’s pace as the beast latched razor sharp fangs onto Charlie’s left shoulder. The pain was like nothing he’d ever experienced as his knees buckled under the weight of the animal. His sword flew from his right hand, the stake all but useless in his left. As the beast opened its maw for the kill, Charlie shoved his arm into its mouth, buying him time to scream a warning.

Run, Mattie! Run!” He roared, knowing that once the beast had finished him off, his baby brother would be killed too.

His shouts finally brought Mattie out of his unresponsive state.

“No! Leave my brother be, you bloody bastard!” Mattie bellowed, his sword held high. He brought the honed edge down on the shoulder of the beast, doing nothing more than enraging it further.

It released its downed prey, turning to the newest threat. With Charlie’s blood dripping from the wolf-like snout, its glowing amber eyes locked onto Mattie. An angry howl emanated from it seconds before it leapt.

Mattie’s cries of pain and terror did more to drag Charlie to his feet than fear for his own life. He moved on shaky legs as he picked up his sword and stumbled to the mass of blood-matted fur as it feasted on Mattie, ripping at his stomach and chest.

Charlie screamed out his brother’s name as he ran the blade of his sword through the skull of the beast.
A deathly quiet settled around him as Charlie stared down at the giant wolf. When his sword pierced the skull, it had fallen to its side. He’d never seen one so large.

Or so deformed.

Charlie knelt beside Mattie, “Oh, Mattie,” he cried. “Why didn’t you run like I told you to?”
He lifted his hand to try to stop the bleeding, not sure what to do first as Mattie’s entrails spilled out. Blood pooled around him, drenching the grass as moonlight glistened off the exposed bones of his ribcage.

There was a hole where his heart should have been and his stomach lay in pieces next to his lifeless hand.

“Why didn’t you fucking run?” he screamed at his dead brother.

Charlie howled in agony as a cloud passed over the moon, casting him in total darkness and he wept over his baby brother’s body.

His rage came as the tears dried on his blood-streaked face. He pushed himself to his feet, ignoring the pain raging through his own body as he picked up Mattie’s sword. He was hell-bent on chopping the beast into pieces so tiny not even the buzzards would find enough to eat.

As he turned with sword raised over his head, however, he saw the beast’s body was gone. In its place was a naked man, the back of his head a bloody hole where Charlie’s sword had cut it away.

“Uncle Stephen?”

No, Charlie thought to himself. It can’t be.

“How could you do this to us? You were one of us! You murdered Mattie, you son of a bitch.”
He raged at the dead man, hacking at him with his brother’s sword, until he was too weak to stand upright.

He let his body fall, reaching for Mattie’s hand and waited to die.

At least death will keep me from having to face Ma’s grief at the loss of her sons, Charlie thought.
He stared up at the full moon as the cloud passed by. As its glow washed over him, he closed his eyes and prayed that God would have mercy and bring him a quick death.

God wasn’t listening.

1 comment

  1. I like the mermaid cover, anything with mermaids is good, in my eyes.


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