The Little Crow by Caitlin Ricci Blog Tour, Guest Post, Excerpt, Review & Giveaway!

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Hi guys, we have Caitlin Ricci stopping by today with thetour for her newest re-release The Little Crow, we have a great guest post, a great excerpt, a fantastic giveaway and Lisa’s review, so check out the post and enjoy! <3 ~Pixie~

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The Little Crow

by

Caitlin Ricci

Detective Jamison Landry’s job isn’t easy. He’s dealt with the worst criminals imaginable and believes in his work and the community he serves. But he’s never met someone quite like Mal before.

The mysterious man, rescued from a basement in which he was chained by cultists, keeps Jamison guessing. He both confuses and excites him, and Jamison isn’t sure how he feels about that. Plus, things turn from unusual to downright strange when people start insisting Mal isn’t quite human. And Jamison’s creepy dreams of crows and graveyards don’t make things any better for him.

Will Mal stay around long enough for Jamison to figure out his secrets, or will this stranger leave him aching for more?

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Caitlin Ricci

Before I tell you about my favorite little known horror movie of all time, I’d like to talk about my love of a genre within the horror genre—historical horror pieces! Movies like The Woman in Black and Crimson Peak are in here. I loved The Woman in Black. Loved it so much. Just not in my top five for horror movies. For movies based in a historical setting, absolutely it would be here. Crimson Peak was eh. I like it for some things. I could have seriously done without others. Sleepy Hollow could also be in this section, depending on whether or not it scared you at any point. That’s my definition of horror. If I was scared, I consider it to be horror. If I was bored out of my mind, not so much. I liked Sleepy Hollow for the horses, for the costumes, and for Christina Ricci. I like a lot of her work. I also like Johnny Depp. Maybe Sweeney Todd is a horror movie for you. If it is, then it would be a historical horror and it could go into this wonderful pile of movies that I love. But none of those are my number one horror movie of all time.

Number One- Troll Hunter (2010)

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Link (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1740707/?ref_=nv_sr_2)

Now, IMBD does not list this is a horror but it scared me in places, it has scared other people, and that’s why it’s going here.

Troll Hunter is one of those documentary movies that could have been awful and lead to motion sickness. Cloverfield was like that for me. Troll Hunter is not. This is a movie about people going to see what’s going on in the woods and finding a guy who is hunting trolls. They’re big, they’re dangerous, they destroy everything in their paths. There are also different types of trolls and they are done so well. This movie deserves to be on more lists. You like documentary style? This movie should be on your list. Monsters? People too stupid to live? Movies not made by people from the United States? Mythical Creatures? Put it on your list. This movie is funny at times, scary at others. It’s a perfect mix of everything I love about horror movies without ever being over the top in any way. Seriously, go find this movie.

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Excerpt

Detective Jamison Landry crept quietly through the ransacked house on Lightwood Terrace. The smell of incense was thick in the air, and he had to consciously hold his breath to keep from choking on the sweet stench. Behind him he heard the other members of his team coughing as they struggled with it as well. They’d been sitting on the house for weeks and finally had the search warrant to go in and seize what Jamison was sure would be a large cache of illegal drugs hidden somewhere in the nineteen fifties ranch-style house.

The dirty linoleum creaked under his boots as he and the team moved into the kitchen. Surveillance had told him the upper portion of the house was hardly ever used and that the people taking up residence in what had at one time been a nice home spent much of their time in the basement. He hated basements, hated that feeling of being exposed and bottlenecked as he went down the stairs to invade people in their holes. But when no one had come to the door after he’d banged, yelling that they had a search warrant and would be coming in, he had gotten a sick feeling that their search would lead to this.

His gaze caught on an occult symbol in front of the closed basement door, nothing that he was familiar with, but the dark rust-colored stain was something he was more than acquainted with, and not by choice. “Make sure to get a sample of this blood,” he whispered to the gathered team around him, pointing down. The blood was old, the stain clear on the floor even after he’d scuffed it with his boot. Around him the team seemed anxious, some even bouncing on the balls of their feet as he slowly pulled the door open.

He shouted that he was entering the basement a second before he and his team rushed down the stairs, guns up and ready to fire at anyone who happened to get in their way. What he met in the brightly lit cement room though was far different than anything he had expected as the acrid smell of sulfur assaulted his nose and tightened his throat. He’d raided meth labs, crack houses, and people growing pot in their bathtubs, and he’d never once expected to find the large circle of people dressed in bright-red robes, sitting cross-legged on the floor as they held hands and chanted in low voices. In front of them was a row of white candles, all lit, and in front of that line of dancing flames stood large object covered in black cloth.

Jamison couldn’t tell what it was, wasn’t even sure he wanted to know as he stood dumbfounded with the rest of his team, his gaze fixed on the circle of people who seemed to be in a trance.

Then one of them looked up, his eyes slowly focusing on the small group of intruders with their guns drawn on them. The man shouted and broke apart as he tried to make a run for it. His actions spurred Jamison out of his own startled daze, and he tackled the man rushing at him. With practiced movements that he could do in his sleep, the man was quickly put on his back, his hands cuffed behind him, and then sat up against the concrete wall. Jamison wasn’t as gentle as he could have been, but the safety of his team mattered more to him than the robed man’s comfort. As awareness dawned on the group, they began breaking apart. Some ran; some stood still, too in shock to do much else. Within minutes they were all handcuffed and placed against the wall, joining the idiot who had tried to rush past him to get to the only exit.

Jamison gave each of them a critical once-over. There were men, women, and some teenagers, all different ages and races. None of them seemed to have anything in common except for that they each had the same occult symbol marked in what appeared to be candle wax on their foreheads.

He wanted to ask them about the location of the drugs, but he doubted anyone would be honest about it. In his experience no one ever was, but he believed in giving people first chances to hang themselves with their own words. So few people ever asked for lawyers, even after hearing that their words could be used against them. He had just begun to ask his first question when a noise came from behind him.

He turned to the source of the soft shuffling sound, leaving his team facing the robed people. The black blanketed object was moving. He approached it cautiously. Nothing good ever seemed to be hidden under sheets, and his mind even drifted to some of his favorite horror movies as he stepped closer. The toe of his boot knocked over one of the candles, and he gingerly picked it up even as the murmuring began behind him. He was careful as he walked. Part of him knew there was nothing to be afraid of under the sheet. The other part of him, the one loudly screaming in his mind about ghosts and zombies, said nothing was ever so certain.

“No! Don’t touch him!” one of the men said, drawing Jamison’s attention.

Him?” Jamison snarled as he turned to face the suddenly quiet man. Could the red-faced, obviously angry person sitting across the room from him be serious? Did they really have a man under the sheet? And if so, why wasn’t he getting up?

“You mustn’t go closer! He’s dangerous!” a woman screeched.

Jamison had to cough against the thick smell, so much like rotten eggs, that it had to be sulfur.

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About Caitlin

Caitlin was fortunate growing up to be surrounded by family and teachers that encouraged her love of reading. She has always been a voracious reader and that love of the written word easily morphed into a passion for writing. If she isn’t writing, she can usually be found studying as she works toward her counseling degree. She comes from a military family and the men and women of the armed forces are close to her heart. She also enjoys gardening and horseback riding in the Colorado Rockies where she calls home with her wonderful fiance and their two dogs. Her belief that there is no one true path to happily ever after runs deeply through all of her stories.

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Review

caitlin-ricci-little-crow-coverTitle: The Little Crow, 3rd edition

Series: N/A

Author: Caitlin Ricci

Length: Novel (161 Pages)

Genre:  Paranormal

ISBN: 978-1-911153-80-1

Publisher: NineStar Press (12th September 2016)

Heat Level: Very Mild

Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥♥ 5 Hearts

Reviewer: Lisa

Blurb: Detective Jamison Landry’s job isn’t easy. He’s dealt with the worst criminals imaginable and believes in his work and the community he serves. But he’s never met someone quite like Mal before.

The mysterious man, rescued from a basement in which he was chained by cultists, keeps Jamison guessing. He both confuses and excites him, and Jamison isn’t sure how he feels about that. Plus, things turn from unusual to downright strange when people start insisting Mal isn’t quite human. And Jamison’s creepy dreams of crows and graveyards don’t make things any better for him.

Will Mal stay around long enough for Jamison to figure out his secrets, or will this stranger leave him aching for more?

Product Link: http://ninestarpress.com/product/the-little-crow/

Review: Usually I can find the words for anything there is that needs to be said, but this book just takes that away from me. Sort of that is. This story is about one sexy demon named Mal and a human named Jamison. It is told with such humor that most of the time I was laughing and the rest of the time, I was bewildered. It has the perfect amount of danger, excitement, adventure, and humor that it was absolutely perfect.

Jamison is a human with a good soul. He however feels like he is losing his mind. He saves Mal from a group of the craziest cult members he has ever seen, saying that Mal is a demon and should be held prisoner. The only glitch is the fact that they were right. Mal is a powerful demon from hell, who decides the punishment for those who have committed the worst sins. He decides who goes to hell and who goes to heaven. He is quite old, however when he is around Jamison he acts like a child. He confuses the hell out of Jamison, to the point that Jamison can’t decide whether to let him stay or leave. Mal protects Jamison with every bit of power in him, to the point hell no longer wants him. Jamison is a loving, caring, loyal police officer set to protect those who needed protection. Mal on the other hand is kind of crazy, bloodthirsty. However, he is falling in love with a human. There is a lot of talk about sex, with just a bit of passion and fire added in.

This story was a surprise to say the least. I wasn’t sure at first whether it would make it in my list of best stories ever, but it actually ranked up there in the top ten. You have two very sexy men wanting each other to the point of losing their minds, excitement going on all around you, words of passion and anger in this story. Jamison has the ability to overcome the fear of the unknown and see something good in a demon.

Caitlin has such a gift in the way she tells a story, the worlds she creates, and such wonderful characters that she has made my top ten favorite authors. I absolutely loved this story and really can’t wait to read more of Caitlin’s books. If you love sexy men, great plots, story line, and action you really need to check this book out. It is hot.

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3 thoughts on “The Little Crow by Caitlin Ricci Blog Tour, Guest Post, Excerpt, Review & Giveaway!

  1. Hi Caitlin! When it comes to horror, I am a Freddy Krueger fan! Nightmare On Elm Street. A few of my other favorite scary movies are Event Horizon, Salem’s Lot and The Shining!

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