Saturday, April 29, 2017

*~Blog Tour: The Unlikeable Demon Hunter~*

Book Title: The Unlikeable Demon Hunter 
Series: Nava Katz, #1 
Author: Deborah Wilde 
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Romance 
Release Day: April 18, 2017


Bridesmaids meets Buffy with a dash of the seven deadly sins. The age-old story of what happens when a foul-mouthed, romance impaired heroine with no edit button and a predilection for hot sex is faced with her worst nightmare–a purpose. Ari Katz is intelligent, driven, and will make an excellent demon hunter once initiated into the Brotherhood of David. However, this book is about his twin Nava: a smart-ass, self-cultivated hot mess, who is thrilled her brother is stuck with all the chosen one crap. When Nava half-drunkenly interrupts Ari’s induction ceremony, she expects to be chastised. What she doesn’t expect is to take her brother’s place among the–until now–all-male demon hunters. Even worse? Her infuriating leader is former rock star Rohan Mitra. Too bad Rohan’s exactly what Nava’s always wanted: the perfect bad boy fling with no strings attached, because he may also be the one to bring down her carefully erected emotional shields. That’s as dangerous as all the evil fiends vying for the bragging rights of killing the only female ever chosen for Demon Club. Odds of survival: eh. Odds of having a very good time with Rohan before she bites it: much better

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Shivering as much from cold as disappointment, I hooked my chin into the neck of the hoodie, folding the cuffs over my hands.
“You barely have anything on under there.” Despite Rohan’s contemptuous tone, when he poked at my sleeve, his hands lingered a second too long.
“Maybe the demons aren’t the only ones who want bragging rights of bagging the first non-dick-swinging Rasha.” I tugged away, irritated.
Rohan’s nostrils flared. “Fuck you the first for thinking I kiss and tell,” he said. “And fuck you the second if you think I need bragging rights when it comes to sex. You’re not that much of a novelty.” The angry growl in his voice convinced me that his motives were the normal “have sex because sex with an attractive girl would be great” variety and not anything involving notches on belts. 
This game I could play. 
I placed my hand on my hoodie’s zipper. “You want me to flash you?” My half-smile was accompanied by my best “sideways eye slide looking up through half-open lashes” maneuver. 
A car’s headlights swept over us.
Rohan pushed me deeper into the shadows. “Don’t do me any favors.” 
I slid the hoodie zipper down, waiting to see if he’d stop me.
He didn’t. Instead, he frowned as he inspected tonight’s cotton sleepwear offering. “Yesterday’s was cuter.” He motioned around my cleavage. “It had that purple lace.”
I glanced up at my window, realizing how far into the room I could see from here. “You perved on me last night? Some guard you are.”
He didn’t even have the good grace to look ashamed. “Bring more of those when you move.”
“Because this is all about you.”
Rohan bopped the end of my nose with his index finger. “See? Was that so hard to admit?”
Grumbling, secretly pleased, definitely annoyed with myself for figuring out how many cute, electricity-proof outfits I owned, I zipped up my sweater and headed inside.


About Deborah Wilde

A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes adult urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. She is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”




  1. Thank you so much for hosting The Unlikeable Demon Hunter today! :)

    1. You're so welcome :) Thank you for stopping by!