It’s early to post this because pre-order links won’t be up until next month, but I’m excited and didn’t want to wait to share . Without further ado, here is the cover, stepback (inside cover art) and description for Up from the Grave, Cat and Bones #7. I also just found out the release date, which is January 28, 2014. That’s about a month later than I thought it would be, but that’s how it goes.


There’s always one more grave to dig.
Lately, life has been unnaturally calm for vampires Cat Crawfield and her husband Bones. They should have known better than to relax their guard, because a shocking revelation sends them back into action to stop an all-out war…
A rogue CIA agent is involved in horrifying secret activities that threaten to raise tensions between humans and the undead to dangerous heights. Now Cat and Bones are in a race against time to save their friends from a fate worse than death…because the more secrets they unravel, the deadlier the consequences. And if they fail, their lives—and those of everyone they hold dear— will be hovering on the edge of the grave.



As a reminder, the model who did book covers 1 – 5 stopped doing book covers altogether, so before people pelt me with “I told you I didn’t like the new model, get the old one back!” comments, we had no choice about finding a new cover model. I think Avon did a wonderful job coming up with a replacement. This is the same model that was on the cover for One Grave at a Time and I’m pleased that we were able to get her again for Up from the Grave.
Hope you like it and have a great weekend!

Es pronto para postear esto porque los links para los pre-order no estarán operativos hasta el próximo mes pero estoy entusiasmada y no quería esperar para compartir esto. Aquí está la portada, la imagen de dentro (supongo que se refiere a las solapas) y la sinopsis de Up from the Grave, Cat y Bones#7. He averiguado la fecha que será el 28 de enero del año que viene. Es un mes más tarde que lo que me pensaba que sería, pero así es como va.
Siempre hay una tumba más que cavar.
Ultimamente, la vida ha estado extrañamente calmada para los vampiros Cat y su marido,, Bones. Ellos deberían haber sabido que no podían bajar la guardia porque una revelación impactante los envía de vuelta a la acción para parar una guerra (sin cuartel)
Un pícaro agente de la CIA está involucrado en horripilantes actividades secretas que amenazan con incrementar la tensión entre humanos y no-muertos a peligrosas alturas. Ahora Cat y Bones están en una carrera contrareloj para salvar a sus amigos de un destino peor que la muerte… porque cuantos más secretos descubran, más mortales serán las consecuencias. Y si fallan, sus vidas y las de las personas que aprecian “caerán por el borde de la tumba”.
Como recordatorio, la modelo que hizo las portadas de los libros 1-5 ha dejado de hacer portadas de libros, entonces, antes de que la gente me diga comentarios tipo “ Te dije que no me gustó la nuevo modelo, vuelve a la antigua!”, no hemos tenido otra opción que buscar otra modelo para la portada. Creo que Avon ha hecho un maravilloso trabajo sobre el remplazo. Esta es la misma modelo que la protada de One Grave at Time y estoy complacida de que pudiéramos tenerla de nuevo para Up from the Grave.
Espero que os guste y que tengáis un buen finde!!

The RV smelled like an Italian restaurant that had been overrun by stoners. Needless to say, I didn’t want to speak to my uncle at the moment, so if Don had any intentions of traveling to [redacted], he was doing it by ley line. We had enough garlic and weed to hold off an ethereal army.
Tyler also wasn’t going with us to investigate [redacted]. The medium stated that he and Dexter were sitting this one out – a wise choice. It also gave me a trusted person to leave Helsing with. My cat had probably run through eight of his nine lives from the other battles he’d unwittingly been a part of. I wasn’t about to drag him along on what might turn out to be our most dangerous one ever.
We didn’t go straight from New Orleans to Charlottesville, though. We stopped by Savannah, Georgia first. Knowing the person we were picking up, I expected the address he gave us to end in either a grand house or a strip club, but we pulled up to a modest townhouse near Forsythe Park instead.
“The Nav system must’ve gotten lost,” I muttered.
Then the door opened, dispelling that notion. A tall, auburn haired vampire sauntered out, pausing to blow a kiss at the disheveled-looking blonde who lingered in the doorway despite only wearing a towel.
“Have that spatula ready when I return,” Ian sang out to her.
“I don’t even want to know what that means,” were my first words when he climbed into the RV.
Ian clucked his tongue as he settled into the chair behind us.
“You don’t already? Shame on you, Crispin. Married how long and you haven’t spanked your wife with a metal spatula yet?”
I’d gotten used to Ian’s casual assumption that everyone was as perverted as he was, so I didn’t miss a beat.
“We prefer blender beaters for our kitchen utensil kink,” I said with a straight face.
Bones hid his smile behind his hand, but Ian looked intrigued.
“I haven’t tried that…oh, you’re lying, aren’t you?”
“Ya think?” I asked with a snort.
Ian gave a sigh of exaggerated patience and glanced at Bones.
“Being related to her through you is a real trial.”
This time, Bones didn’t attempt to conceal his grin. “That’s why you can pick your friends but not your family, cousin.”
An emotion flashed across Ian’s face before he covered it with his usual I’m-a-pain-in-the-ass-and-proud-of-it smirk. If it were anyone else, I’d swear it was childlike joy at hearing Bones call him “cousin.” Recent events had revealed their long-lost human connection, making Ian both Bones’s vampire sire and his only living blood relative.
That meant I was never getting rid of him. Then again, considering what my blood relatives had done, Ian was almost a saint by comparison.
“You didn’t say much when you rang me, so what’s the crisis you need my help with this time?” Ian drawled, sounding bored.