Bounty
Huntress
Sleepy
Hollow Hunter
Book
One
A
Hotel Paranormal Story
Sheri
Queen
Genre:
Paranormal Romance
Publisher:
Wilda Press
Date
of Publication: November 9, 2016
ISBN:
ISBN-13: 978-0692803370
ISBN-10:
0692803378
ASIN:
B01M226DL7
Number
of pages: 163
Word
Count: 40,422
Cover
Artist: Kelley York, X-Potion Designs
Book
Description:
Janda
Gray’s a Lykoi—part werecat, part wolf—shunned by both sides of
her lineage.
She
yearns for the day when she can escape the disdainful glances and
leave her home on the outskirts of Sleepy Hollow, NY. When she lands
a lucrative bounty hunter contract, she thinks her life is finally
turning around. All she has to do is lure her werecat target from the
safety of the Hotel Paranormal.
Then
she meets a werepanther. Her life will never be the same.
Alexander
Holden, second-in-command of a powerful werecat clan, is accused of
murdering the woman he was to marry. He must find the real killer to
clear his name or spend the rest of his supernaturally long life on
the run.
Complications
arise after Janda falls for the man she’s supposed to be capturing.
Now
she must decide if following her heart is worth risking everything,
including the love they’ve found in each other’s embrace.
Love
is about making sacrifices. Saving him is all that matters.
Bounty
Huntress is the introduction to the Sleepy Hollow Hunter series, as
well as a Hotel Paranormal story.
The
Hotel Paranormal is THE place for supernatural beings looking to get
away from it all. Beings like werewolves, vampires, elves, sprites,
djinn and more check in from all over the world for business and for
pleasure—and sometimes for both.
Short
Excerpt:
Half
a block stood between me and my future happiness, but it might as
well have been a mile for all the good it would do me. From the alley
to the bar there was no cover, no shadows to absorb my presence. I’d
scoured the surrounding area for another entry point to no avail.
Barred windows and a padlocked backdoor thwarted me. I had one shot
at getting inside before anyone could stop me, and that meant waiting
until the barkeep kicked the last of his patrons out at closing time.
While they were busy getting on their bikes, I’d make a mad dash to
the front door. I was grateful the street was deserted at this hour,
but it was almost too quiet. One stupid move on my part could mean
disaster.
I
calculated the distance from where I stood, hidden in the alley, to
the bar’s entrance and figured I’d probably be fast enough to
make it as long as the wolves were so drunk they wouldn’t notice me
until it was too late. It was a long shot, but the only one I had.
Wolves were quick, even inebriated ones. Their metabolism burned off
alcohol within minutes of downing it, which meant my window of
opportunity was about the size of a mouse hole. In my Lykoi state I
was faster than a wolf—I’d honed that particular skill long ago
with all the times I’d been chased—but I couldn’t go Lykoi.
Paws didn’t lend themselves to turning doorknobs, so I’d have to
do this the hard way. Nothing new there.
I
leaned against the brick wall and let the cool autumn air soothe my
restless body. My calf muscles twitched, and my stomach rumbled. It
was tempting to give in to the urge to transform and run through the
woods I’d passed on the way into town. Maybe even hunt a bit of
rabbit. I let out a slow breath and resisted my primal desires.
I
counted four bikes outside the bar. Mutther’s might be a neutral,
no-colors establishment, but I still had to get past the owners of
those bikes. Four big-ass obstacles between me and the portal to the
Hotel Paranormal. I knew portals existed in most major
cities—definitely in Manhattan—but, of course, my only way into
the hotel would be through a wolf biker bar. My luck ranged from bad
to stinking bad. I was long overdue for a bit of good luck, but I
didn’t look for that to happen tonight. My usual mode of blending
into the background to avoid attracting attention wasn’t going to
work here. There were no crowds to lose myself in, and the glaring
neon sign covering three quarters of the bar’s facade was a beacon
spreading a swath of red across the sidewalk. Anyone wishing to enter
the bar would be doused in light. This had to be the hotel’s idea
of a joke—or a test.
About
the Author:
Sheri
Queen received her MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill
University. She grew up in the Hudson Valley region of New York—an
area she loves to depict as a backdrop for her stories—and enjoys
traveling to new places where she is constantly discovering
inspirations for her writing. In particular, she loves visiting old
graveyards.
Twitter:
@SWQueenFlemming
Amazon
author: https://www.amazon.com/Sheri-Queen/e/B01MEDJ1UP/
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