Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Sins Of The Warrior by Linda Poitevin

Final Reckoning

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Grigori Legacy Book Four


Heaven and Hell are at war

The clock is ticking

Homicide detective Alexandra Jarvis’s niece is missing and pregnant with Lucifer’s child, her sister has descended into madness, and the human race has begun a relentless spiral toward self-destruction that Alex is desperate to stop. Now Michael, the Archangel she holds responsible for Earth’s plight, has returned—and he’s demanding her help to track a missing god.

Heaven is losing

Fighting for the very survival of his own realm—and that of humanity—Michael’s only chance to defeat Hell lies in returning Heaven’s long-lost daughter to her throne before it’s too late. But first he’ll have to convince Alex to help him—and to keep her out of Seth’s clutches long enough for her to do so.

There can be no right choices

In a desperate bid to save both their worlds, Alex and Michael must put aside their animosity and find a way to work together in the face of increasingly impossible decisions…and unimaginable sacrifices.

“An epic battle story of good and evil” —Fresh Fiction

A kick ass storyline that keeps on moving” —Heroes and Heartbreakers

Grigori Legacy Book Four


“You need to eat.”

Alex gave a little start at Michael’s gruff words, then looked down at the pile of crumbs—formerly an uneaten slice of toast—on her plate. She pushed away the plate and her cold coffee, then drew the newspaper toward her.

Death toll climbs, its headline blared. More news about Slavutych and the man-made disaster engineered by Lang and his cronies, all because they wouldn’t listen to her. Didn’t want to hear.

Michael cleared his throat.

“I’ll have something later,” she said.


“I forgot to ask why Bethiel was here last night.” She pushed the newspaper away again. “Does he have a lead on Nina?”

Michael regarded her in tight-lipped silence from his post in the living room. Then he shook his head. “Not your niece. Mittron. He’s heard rumors in Hell that the former Highest might be overseeing the care of the Nephilim children.”

The Fallen…and Mittron? Her gaze strayed back to the newspaper headline. Of course. She should have thought of that herself. It made sense, him aligning with Seth, because where else would he go? It also made sense that his would be the mind behind the New Children of God, and the hundreds of people flocking to help raise Lucifer’s Nephilim army. After engineering the Apocalypse and plunging the world into Armageddon, he’d more than proved his capacity for such machinations.

And Bethiel could stop him from doing further damage.

But if she told Bethiel, he would stop looking for Nina.

The coffee machine gurgled. Alex flexed cramped fingers, then leaned her elbows on the counter and cradled her head in her hands. Christ, she was tired of making impossible decisions. Her life vs. the world’s continued existence; Nina vs. the hundreds stupid enough to answer the call to Pripyat. Was there anything she wouldn’t have to sacrifice?

“I know about Pripyat.” Michael’s voice at her elbow made her jump again.

A headache born from lack of sleep pressed against the back of her eyes. Her fingertips traced an endless circle on the cool, granite countertop as she struggled to separate herself from the words she had to speak. From their impact.

“You’ll have to tell Bethiel,” she said.

How much would she have to sacrifice?


“Not yet,” said Michael.

Her gaze flashed back to him. “But—”

“Your niece has only a few days left. Let him continue looking for her.”

She swallowed a lump in her throat. “Thank you, but no. Not if it means more people will die.”

“More will die,” Michael said, “but we can’t let the Fallen know we’ve found the Nephilim. Not until we have Emmanuelle.”

Relief swamped Alex. Guilt rushed in after it. Bethiel would continue looking for Nina. Countless others would die because of that. And her only consolation in any of it was that, for once, the decision wasn’t hers.

It was Michael’s.

She tried to find words to thank him, but they eluded her. She nodded and reached again for the newspaper. At that instant, the condo’s front door burst open, and her hand slammed against the plate instead, sending it flying in a spray of toast crumbs as Henderson strode in, Riley hot on his heels.

The plate hit the floor and shattered.

“We’ve found her,” Henderson said. “We’ve found Emmanuelle.”

317TaiDCLJL._UX250_About the Author, Linda Poitevin…

Linda Poitevin is the author of both contemporary romance and dark urban fantasy–something her husband refers to as her light and dark sides. In her other-than-writing life, she’s a wife, mom, friend, coffee snob, gardener, and food preserver (you know, just in case that whole Zombie Apocalypse thing really happens). She’s also the walker of a giant dog and minion to the world’s cutest itty bitty kitty, too.


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3 Responses to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Sins Of The Warrior by Linda Poitevin

  1. Karen Docter says:

    Good morning, Linda, and welcome back to Karen’s Killer Book Bench. Love this excerpt. You know how much I love this entire series. This one’s climbing to the top of my TBR pile. Thanks for stopping by this week to share news about your release!!

    • And a very good morning to you, too, Karen! Thank you again for inviting me to your book bench…and I am beyond thrilled that you’re enjoying the series so much. Can’t wait to hear what you think of the finale! 🙂

      Have a fabulous day! ((Hugs))

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