Maya has barely returned home from India before she is off again to Eastern Europe to hunt a demon serial killer. With her powers growing stronger, Maya must learn to how to handle them and to truly accept herself.
When danger develops for Nik and his father, Maya must find a way to protect them. There is unrest in the underworld and the people responsible are those that Maya never expected. (or – The underworld is in the middle of a civil war and those responsible for the unrest are those that Maya never expected.)
Saving the world is something that Maya isn’t fully prepared for.
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Normal people sneak out to a party and have fun. Maya Rao ends the evening by incinerating the guy who attacks her.
Nik Lucas, sexy, new in town and totally forbidden, happens to walk in on her. Normal guys would run for the hills. Nik knows a whole lot more than he’s telling.
Maya doesn’t believe the gods are real, doesn’t waste her time with mere mythology. But when gods, goddesses, demons and hellhounds become the new normal and wielding the fire of the goddess Kali becomes her new skill, she must decide what it is she really believes.
Can Maya accept that normal is something she will never be because it isn’t normal to be …
The Hand of Kali.
About T.G. Ayer
I have been a writer since I was old enough to recognize that reading was a doorway into my imagination. Books were my best friends, my escape, my haven. I am essentially a recluse and am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf. It’s a fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both passionate supporters of each others loves – it works wonderfully…
My heart is currently broken in two. One half resides in South Africa where my old roots still remain, and my heart still longs for the endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer downpour. The other half of me has been transplanted to the island of New Zealand. A land of green, pure beauty that truly inspires. And because I am so torn between these two lands – I shall forever remain crosseyed.