When an angel of death breaks her Valkyrie oath, she’ll face Valhalla’s brutal wrath.

Soleil isn’t one to follow the rules. Still in mourning for her fiancé’s death, she defies an assassination order from Valhalla itself to keep a friend alive. Now the Valkyrie’s entire species plans to make her pay…

On the run from her own kind, Soleil’s problems double when a powerful witch targets the angel of death on a quest for revenge. Desperate to keep her best friend Titan safe, she considers abandoning the one she cares about most. If only she wasn’t starting to fall deeply in love…

Facing retribution from all sides, Soleil must endure an impossible supernatural battle or die trying…

Renegade Valkyrie is the first book in the gripping Valhalla’s Curse series of urban fantasy novels. If you like sweet paranormal romance, plucky heroines, and underworld fantasies, then you’ll love USA Today Bestselling Author Stacy Claflin’s spell-binding novel.

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Excerpt

The beat of the music runs through me as I dance among the throng of other bodies. Bright colorful lights move all around in tune with the song.

I close my eyes and really throw myself into it, bumping into others. They don’t care, and I don’t care. We’re all here to have a good time. And many of us are here for another reason—to forget something. Or many somethings.

In my case? Many, many somethings.

Forgetting is my favorite thing about dancing the night away every single evening.

The music stops for a moment as the current song ends. When a slower, more romantic song begins, I open my eyes and realize how dry my mouth is.

I weave my way through the dancing bodies then finally reach the bar.

“Your usual?” The bartender flips his long black bangs from one side to the other.

“You know it.” I sit on a stool and catch my breath.

“Comin’ right up, Soleil.” His wide smile reveals his gold tooth, then he turns around and works on the drink.

Someone sits at the stool next to me, bumping me.

I ignore him.

He doesn’t ignore me. “Hey there. Did you just fall from Heaven?”

“That’s original.”

The guy shifts his weight and runs his hand over his sleeked-back, light brown hair. “Can’t help it. It’s hard to think straight around such beauty.”

I hold back a sigh, bored. Obviously another line, but he has no idea how on the mark he is with that one. My beauty is designed to draw people to me. I could kill him right this very second and nobody would even notice.

At least not until someone has to move the body.

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