*~*The Collector’s Society by Heather Lyon’s Character Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway*~*

From the author of the Fate series and The Deep End of the Sea comes a fantastical romantic adventure that has Alice tumbling down the strangest rabbit hole yet.

After years in Wonderland, Alice has returned to England as an adult, desperate to reclaim sanity and control over her life. An enigmatic gentleman with an intriguing job offer too tempting to resist changes her plans for a calm existence, though. Soon, she’s whisked to New York and initiated into the Collectors’ Society, a secret organization whose members confirm that famous stories are anything but straightforward and that what she knows about the world is only a fraction of the truth.

It’s there she discovers villains are afoot—ones who want to shelve the lives of countless beings. Assigned to work with the mysterious and alluring Finn, Alice and the rest of the Collectors’ Societyrace against a doomsday clock in order to prevent further destruction . . . but will they make it before all their endings are erased?

Name: Unknown

Alias:  S. Todd; Sweeney Todd

Age: 43

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Blonde

Height: 5’ 9”

Timeline: Unknown

Song: Killing in the Name by Rage Against the Machine

Quotes:

• “I was just thinkin’ what a delight you are.”
• “I’ll enjoy slitting your throat.”

We stare at each other for what feels like forever but in reality must be just a few seconds. And then he growls, “Fuck me.”

I shut and lock the door behind me, my eyes never leaving him. “I’d rather not.”

A soft, menacing giggle floats between us. “Be a good gel and step aside. I don’t want to have to hurt you, but if you force my hand, I won’t have a choice.”

“Funny,” I tell him calmly. “I was about to say something similar. Only I wish you’d set the playbook down first.”

The bastard slides the book into the band of his pants. And then, out of the tool belt, he slips out a pair of switchblades. Once he flips them open, he performs a bizarre, grandstanding performance of swirling them around, all the while grinning like an egotistical fool.

I have no time for such uselessness.