Saving The Book Tart- Excerpt from Tracey Sinclair’s A Vampire In Edinburgh + Contest!

The Book Tart heroes A Vampire In Edinburgh (Cassandra Bick 1.8)


Meep! I’m moving in less than two weeks. I’m a mess. See here.

Soooo I sent out the Bat  Kat Signal 😀 to ask authors/bloggers for help with content for my blog. I’m beaming at the generosity of the book community. Thank you! (I’ll be emailing ya’ll to arrange visits!) BUT the very first offer of support was from author Tracey Sinclair. I adore this girl. She writes the delicious, smart, sexy urban fantasy series the Cassandra Bick Chronicles and she has sent me a couple goodies to share here on The Book Tart. The first treat is an excerpt from A Vampire In Edinburgh.

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Tracey Sinclair  (Author) |
Publisher: Indie |
Release date: November 9th 2013 |
ISBN: 9781500174682
Format: Ebook and print


It’s August in Edinburgh, and the world’s biggest arts festival has once again brought thousands of visitors to this historic city as actors, comedians and musicians from all over the globe come to showcase their talents for an international audience. But this summer, something is using the chaos of the Fringe to hide a far worse crime than bad theatre, and the hunter Cain must team up with new friends and old enemies to stop a bloodthirsty killer who is targeting the visiting performers. This year, there are more things to worry about at the Fringe than just getting a bad review…

A Vampire in Edinburgh is a Dark Dates short story (Cassandra Bick Chronicles)

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A Vampire In Edinburgh

by Tracey Sinclair

Jesus, thought the angel, looking around the crammed, foetid  dungeon. This really was hell. Why did people do this to themselves, he wondered, knowing they would end up somewhere like this? What was it that drove humanity to such folly, that they would fall so far? Then again, he supposed, the tickets had been pretty cheap.

The angel who went by the name of Cain took a long slug of lukewarm lager, staring at his plastic glass with undisguised resentment. In the olden days – which, to a creature of Cain’s lifespan, didn’t actually feel like that long ago – humans had swarmed to amphitheatres to watch their fellow creatures tear one another to pieces, to cheer as those whose only crime was to worship a different god were torn apart by beasts. He supposed, in the grand scheme of things, that paying a tenner to watch something called fringe theatre in a cramped hole that smelled slightly of vomit and under-performing deodorant was progress of sorts, but right now it didn’t seem like it. At least at the amphitheatres you’d been able to get a decent drink.

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In fairness, Cain also had to admit that this wasn’t, strictly speaking, a dungeon, either, and he was in a position to know, having seen more than enough dungeons in his time to make a fair comparison. Edinburgh was a city blessed with an abundance of vaults and cellars, and this one had presumably once served as a storage space of some sort, which accounted for the fact it clearly wasn’t designed for habitation, so managed to be both stiflingly hot and dank at the same time; he could see condensation clinging to the stone walls, and he kept his hand over his drink, lest the moisture dripping from the low ceiling watered down a beverage that already tasted suspiciously pre-enjoyed. Looking around, though, most people didn’t seem to mind. The cellar was packed with punters, the array of people that even after only a couple of days he recognised as standard Festival-goers. A bunch of shrill, braying, ex-public schoolboys stood perilously near to him, their laughter getting louder the more they drank, while around them milled a motley assortment of tourists looking for cheap entertainment, actors there to support or malign their competitors, and a huddle of whey-faced individuals who Cain had come quickly to identify as reviewers, easily spotted by the shell-shocked expressions of those who not only had to sit through hours of this crap every day for the month-long duration of the Fringe, but also then write something coherent about it; almost uniformly they sported the unhealthy complexions of people who hadn’t been outdoors in days and were subsisting on a diet of cheap wine, strong coffee and chips. Several were dazedly consulting notepads, as if checking what they were actually here to see, which Cain had some sympathy with: he had been in the city less than 72 hours and was already starting to know how they felt. There was also a smattering of what Cain believed were called Goths, though with their hair frizzing in the humidity and their eyeliner running in the heat they looked a pale – ha!, he thought, darkly amused – imitation of their namesakes. Cain had run into a few Visigoths in his time, and he couldn’t help wonder what they would make of the fact that their legacy had been to label a bunch of over-sensitive teens with a taste for dreary music. Not that big on sensitivity, the Visigoths, as Cain recalled. Still, it meant he’d come to the right place.

The Goths, he assumed, were drawn by the same thing he was, though he imagined they had a very different purpose in mind. Unfolding the cheaply printed scrap of paper from his pocket, he scowled as he read again about tonight’s ‘entertainment’ – ‘No, No, Nosferatu!’ it exclaimed (he had learned quickly that exclamation marks were considered almost compulsory at the Festival), promising ‘A macabre musical masterpiece with a soupçon of sinister farce’. Cain wasn’t even sure he understood what some of those words meant, but none of them sounded good. Then a thin, lanky boy, stooping under the low roof, moved aside, and something caught Cain’s eye. All of a sudden, the game had changed. 


© Tracey Sinclair


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Tracey Sinclair works as freelance copywriter, editor and legal directories consultant. A diverse and slightly wandering career has included writing factsheets for small businesses, creating web content for law firms, subtitling film and TV and editing one of the UK’s largest legal directories. A keen blogger, she regularly writes for online theatre site Exeunt and science fiction site Unleash the Fanboy and her blog Body of a Geek Goddess was shortlisted in the Cosmopolitan Blogger Awards 2011. Her work has been published in a number of magazines and anthologies and her short play Bystanders was premiered in 2011 as part of the CP Players New Writing Season at Baron’s Court Theatre, London. She has published two small press books (Doll and No Love is This, both Kennedy & Boyd) and is now dipping a toe in the digital self-publishing world with her new urban fantasy novel, Dark Dates.

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Dark Dates

(Cassandra Bick Chronicles 1)

Release date: Apr. 3, 2012
ASIN: B007RH5PF4 |
Format: eBook
All Cassandra Bick wants is to be left to get on with doing her job. But when you’re a Sensitive whose business is running a dating agency for vampires, life is never going to be straightforward – especially when there’s a supernatural war brewing in London, a sexy new bloodsucker in town and your mysterious, homicidal and vampire hating ex-lover chooses this moment to reappear in your life…
Witty, sharp and entertaining, Dark Dates is a heady mix of vampires, witches and werewolves – with the occasional angel thrown in – and introduces Cassandra Bick, a likeable heroine destined to join the ranks of fantasy’s feistiest females.
Buy this ebook from: Amazon


A Vampire Walks Into A Bar

(Cassandra Bick Chronicles 1.5)

Release date: Nov. 7, 2012
Format: eBook
The hunter just wanted to be left alone – one last drink before leaving London forever. Then the vampire Laclos walked into the bar, and suddenly his night wasn’t looking so quiet after all…
There’s a new hunter in the city and he’d targeting Dark Dates – the vampire/human dating agency run by Cassandra Bick, who also happens to be the woman that both Cain and Laclos love. These two fierce rivals must work together to stop him before he drags London’s vampires into the spotlight and destroys Cassandra’s life – that’s if they don’t kill each other first.
Explore a darker side of London with this exciting short story from author, Tracey Sinclair. The first novel in “The Cassandra Bick Chronicles”, “Dark Dates” is out now
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A Vampire Christmas

(Cassandra Bick Chronicles 1.75)

Release date: Dec. 7, 2012
Format: eBook
It’s Christmas in London but Cassandra Bick, owner of the human/vampire dating agency Dark Dates, doesn’t feel much like celebrating. There’s a rogue vampire running loose on the streets and Cassandra and her friends must try to stop him before he strikes again – even if that means enlisting the help of Laclos, the flirtatious vampire with very definite ideas of what (or who) he wants to unwrap this Christmas…
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Wolf Night (Cassandra Bick Chronicles #2)Wolf Night

(Cassandra Bick Chronicles 2)

Release date: March 8th 2013
Format: eBook

After narrowly averting a supernatural war in London, Cassandra Bick just wants life to get back to normal. Or as normal as life can be when you run a dating agency for vampires, your best friend is a witch and the oldest, strongest and sexiest vampire in town is taking a very personal interest in your business. But when a vicious new supernatural enemy threatens her friends, Cass finds herself once again fighting for the fate of her city – and having to face some demons of her own.

Snarky, sexy and fast paced, Wolf Night will leave you breathless.

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13 Replies to “Saving The Book Tart- Excerpt from Tracey Sinclair’s A Vampire In Edinburgh + Contest!”

  1. Yes, what would real goths think of today’s goths. 🙂

    My favorite superhero is Batman. He is fully human and is super due to his training and his brains.

    Good luck with your move!

  2. My real life heroes are all the men and women who serve, have served or will serve in our military! Thank you to your Bookstore Beau for his service!!

  3. I moved from California to Florida 10 years ago via a U-Haul truck and my fantastic son (he did most of the loading and all the driving) helped me. I had ordered a specific sized truck and when I didn’t pick it up soon enough (I waited for the day I reserved it for), they gave it away. All they had left was a smaller truck, so I ended up having to leave some things behind that wouldn’t fit in the truck. Then my son accidentally hit an overhang at a motel with the truck and split the side of the part that hangs over the top of the cab and then it rained buckets. Some of my books were up there, and they got wet, which to me was a catastrophe! Luckily I had the insurance for the damage to the truck, and I didn’t lose too many books. 😀 Good luck with your move.

  4. Hi, Sorry for your drama, and move!! Glad to here Step Nuss is helping out!!
    For me I love the fantastic four ( all of them) and if this counts I so love Arrow yes the tv show guy but he is a super hero just not from a movie, but he would be my favorite if that counts, hot, funny, and great show,
    Thanks for the giveaway
    Good luck!!!

    1. That was supposed to say: My real life heroes are men, like my sons, and women who dedicate their lives to serve in the armed forces.

  5. I love too many superheroes to count, real life hero… anyone that just gives themselves – you know, that volunteer that does it all…. moving… ugh. I have moved from Seattle to Israel, to Seattle, to Chicago, to Seattle, all over, to Tn, to Seattle, all over, to Mn, to Seattle and all over Seattle again just in the last 20 years… ugh.

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