Blurb:
Edger
is falling for Mary, his bodyguard, kick-ass spy, and cover wife. But she’s so
hopelessly out of his league, it’s clear someone’s going to get hurt. Less
clear? That someone may be the Prime Minister of Australia.
When
Mary confesses her desire to kill the world leader whose assassination Edger’s
supposed to prevent, Edger’s superpowers pick the worst time to stop working.
Without a fully functional psychic superhero, their team of spies can no longer
order him to probe Mary’s mind for ill intent. The stage is set for a
confrontation that threatens to strip a defenseless Edger of his loyal
protector just when he needs her most.
Return
to the Collective Unconscious, this time with Listerine-chugging stoners, Hollyweirdos,
commie-alien-kung fu robots, one space gorilla-unicorn, and an exceedingly
lovesick Vladimir Putin.
Mind
your fingers and toes on page 270. Those skydiving mind-control monkeys have
been known to bite!
Excerpt:
All
the trucks are in the air.
“Run!”
Dad yells, peering upward, one leg bent, hands raised toward the airborne fleet
rocketing toward space.
My
knees buckle, and the action serves to reboot my body mechanics. I hobble off
as fast as I can manage, making it three steps before the shock force of an
explosion slams me from behind. My ears pop. My feet leave the ground. Shoulder
raking across concrete, I skid to stop. More explosions ring out behind me. I
cover my head.
Something
wet drops from my brow. I prop myself up on one elbow, wince, collapse onto my
side. My arm is a mass of gravel and scrapes. I touch my finger to the inside
of my cheek—blood. A spike-like blast erupts, so loud it glows in my ears, a
pure white sound. The movie reel of life sputters and jams. The air is
incinerator hot. Someone’s moaning. It takes me a second before I realize it’s
me. I’m on my side.
The
air shimmers. Another explosion erupts from the far side of the parking lot,
the flash briefly outlining Dad and Nostradamus. Dad falls backward.
Nostradamus faces me, his head cocked sideways. His arm makes another throwing
motion. High above, a tiny Peterbilt is bearing down on me like a meteorite. I
struggle to get to my feet, twist my ankle, fall. The rising trill of the
incoming missile hollows my throat. This is it. I’m going to die.
My
Review:
5
stars
I
absolutely loved this book. Honestly though, I don’t how the heck to review it,
as I don’t think any review can truly capture the sheer fun and zaniness of
this book.
It
reminded me a lot of the early seasons of Chuck (if you like this show, you
should read this book), just with even more insanity and WTH moments. Plus, sky-diving
monkeys and a gorilla-unicorn.
I
will say I wished I had read Edger (book 1) first, as I felt thrown into the deep
end when I started this book, and had to play catch-up to figure out who
everyone was and their backstory.
All
in all though, this was a fast, fun read, with non-stop action and plenty of hijinks
and hilarity. Well worth a try.
*I
received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*
Don’t
forget to visit the other stops on the tour.
Author
Bio and Links:
David
Beem loves superhero movies, taekwondo, and flossing. He lives in Djibouti with
his family and crippling self-doubt. To help actualize David’s inner
confidence, visit his website and buy all the stuff.
