Blog Tour – DEATH’S RIVAL by Faith Hunter

September 28, 2012 General, Giveaways 21


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I don’t think it’s a secret that around here at She-Wolf Reads that there is some serious Jane Yellowrock/Faith Hunter love.  This series is one of my all time favorites.  I first learned about it from a short story called Signatures of the Dead in the Strange Brew anthology.  I read it on a plane to New Orleans and fell in love.  When I landed and got to the hotel, I immediately downloaded Skinwalker, the first book in the series.  And so began a love affair with all things Yellowrock.  I could go on and on about how much I love the worldbuilding, the multilayered heroine who is continuously discovering new clues to her past, or the unique and complicated relationship between Jane and Beast…but really, I wouldn’t do it justice.  So, as part of the Death’s Rival Blog Tour, I’m posting an excerpt from this latest installment in the Yellowrock series.  Read it and let me know what you think.  If you haven’t picked up a book in this series, consider doing so.  You won’t be disappointed.

And to show how much I sincerely love this series I’m offering a giveaway – any book in the Jane Yellowrock world.  If you haven’t read it, here’s your chance.  If you need to catch up before the release of Death’s Rival, well, here’s the opportunity to get a book closer.  Enter the giveaway at the end of the post!



I parked in the shell drive, turned off the growling bike, and unhelmeted. As Aggie watched, I began removing my weapons, stashing them in Bitsa’s bags. Guns, blades, stakes. The cross in the lead-lined pouch. Everything. Nothing that might be considered a weapon could be brought into an elder’s house. I filled up one saddlebag and started on the other.

Paper crinkled in the bottom and I dug out a white paper bag. I had bought Aggie and her mother gifts while I was in the mountains, and left them in the bag in my bike. I closed the lid of the saddlebag, feeling the witchy-lock tingle under my fingertips as it activated. A thief would get a nasty shock if he tried to steal Bitsa. Carrying the small white paper bag, I crunched across the shells, my boots falling silent on the grass. I smiled down at Aggie, her face unlined, her black hair pushed back behind her ears. She had cut it into a pageboy that just brushed her shoulders, and it glistened like liquid onyx in the sun.

Aggie wasn’t surprised to see me. But then, little really surprises Aggie. She’s like a leaf on the surface of a stream, floating along in the eddies, sliding across rapids, untouched by it all, and serene. “I have no idea what that kind of serenity might feel like, Lisi.” It wasn’t what I had planned to come out of my mouth, and I rattled the bag to take attention away from my words. “I come bearing gifts.”

“You are covered in dried blood. Are you injured?” she asked.

I touched my shirt, crusted through with blood. “No. Not mine. And no one else is hurt either.” At her disbelieving expression, I added, “Some vamps tried to bite me last night.” Which was true. I just didn’t add the part about them being successful.

“Are they dead?” she asked.

“Not any more than they were before they tried.”

Aggie’s mouth twisted into what might be the start of a smile or a grimace, and tilted her head in acceptance. “Come inside. My mother asked to see you this morning when she woke.”

“Uh. Sure.” But Aggie’s mother scared me witless. Uni Lisi, grandmother of many children, a term of respect, was an old woman who saw too much sometimes. I followed Aggie into the house, feeling like a lumbering giant next to her petite grace. “Wait here,” she said, pointing to the living room. Inside, the windows were thrown open and bees bounced at the screens. The small living room was spotless, floral fabric on the sofa and chair, a brown recliner, a new wide-screen TV, a rug I hadn’t seen before on the floor, and on a side table, a bowl of potpourri flavored the air with dried herbs and synthetic scent. A feral hiss brought me up short. A huge tabby cat lay curled on the cushions of a well-used old rocker. She stared at me with wide green eyes. I stared back, Beast rising inside. The cat drew her paws beneath her, the body language saying she was ready to run or fight. Her hair bristled and she showed me her teeth. Cats don’t like me. Never have.



Please check out my interview with Faith on Jane Yellowrock and the Alpha Female.


Death’s Rival (Jane Yellowrock #5) by Faith Hunter

Jane Yellowrock, Book 5 – October 2, 2012 Release Date


You can find DEATH’S RIVAL at:




Jane Yellowrock is a shapeshifting skinwalker you don’t want to cross—especially if you’re one of the undead…

For a vampire killer like Jane, having Leo Pellisier as a boss took some getting used to. But now, someone is out to take his place as Master Vampire of the city of New Orleans, and is not afraid to go through Jane to do it. After an attack that’s tantamount to …a war declaration, Leo knows his rival is both powerful and vicious, but Leo’s not about to run scared. After all, he has Jane.

But then, a plague strikes, one that takes down vampires and makes their masters easy prey. Now, to uncover the identity of the vamp who wants Leo’s territory, and to find the cause of the vamp-plague, Jane will have to go to extremes…and maybe even to war.


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About the Author



Faith Hunter, fantasy writer, was born in Louisiana and raised all over the south. The Skinwalker series, featuring Jane Yellowrock is taking off like a rocket with Skinwalker, Blood Cross, Mercy Blade, Raven Cursed, and Death’s Rival. Her Rogue Mage novels, a dark, urban fantasy series—Bloodring, Seraphs, and Host—feature Thorn St. Croix, a stone mage in a post-apocalyptic, alternate reality, urban fantasy world. These novels are the basis for the role playing game, Rogue Mage(2012).

Under the pen name Gwen Hunter, she writes action-adventure, mysteries, and thrillers. As Faith and Gwen, she has 20+ books in print in 28 countries.

Hunter fell in love with reading in fifth grade, and best loved SiFi, fantasy, and gothic. She decided to become a writer in high school, when a teacher told her she had talent. Now, she writes full-time and works full-time in a hospital lab, (for the benefits) tries to keep house, and is a workaholic with a passion for travel, jewelry making, white-water kayaking, and writing. She and her husband love to RV, traveling with their dogs to whitewater rivers all over the Southeast.



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21 Responses to “Blog Tour – DEATH’S RIVAL by Faith Hunter”

  1. Anne

    Sounds like Jane’s going to try to learn more about the forgotten time from the excerpt.

    • shewolfreads

      Thanks, Annie! The excerpt you used was very cool. Hell, all of them were, no? 😉

  2. Aprilelayne

    I think I’m in love already with the story and main character just from that brief excerpt!! How have I not read any of the series before?!

    • shewolfreads

      Thuy, I really hope you pick it up. There is something about that series that just gets me. 🙂

  3. Barbara Elness

    I loved the excerpt, I’ve been oh so impatiently waiting for Death’s Rival to be released so I can find out what happens next with Jane.

    • shewolfreads

      I know, Barbara! I can’t wait either. This is a very anticipated read for me! Thanks for stopping by!

  4. Gretchen

    This is right up my alley! I love skinwalkers…going to share the info now!

    • shewolfreads

      Gretchen, it’s a great series. I highly recommend it! Let me know what you think if you decide to read it. 🙂

  5. Filia Oktarina

    I enjoyed the excerpt, and it make me want read more!!
    Thanks for sharing 🙂

  6. Julie S.

    Thanks for the excerpt. I’d love to win the first novel and get started on this series.

  7. Braine Talk Supe

    Hey Lee, thanks for including us in the blitz and for bringing this series to my radar.

    P.S. I hope you saw the RHONJ reunion yesterday, it was gangsta!

    • shewolfreads

      Thanks for participating! And of course I watched the reunion. It was horrifying. Like a train wreck that you can’t stop looking at! 🙂