Showing posts with label demon hunter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label demon hunter. Show all posts

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Finally! Excerpt from She Who Hunts!

I finally received the go ahead from my editor to release an excerpt from my upcoming release, She Who Hunts. Here you go! Hope you enjoy and I'd love to hear from you.


I tried to paste a pic of the cover here, but apparently Blogger had other ideas.






Tenna whirled to find Jason inches from her, his chest heaving up and down with angry breaths. “What’s wrong with you?” She asked, straining her neck to look up into his face. He seemed fine at the restaurant.


“What’s wrong with me?! Are you serious?!” His voice was a deep growl and by the trembling in his arms and hands he looked on the verge of shifting.


“If you’re going to morph could you at least back up?” She kept her head high and her chin jutted out, but her voice was shaky. She was a little scared. Just because she knew what he was didn’t mean she wanted to be shredded to pieces by his canines.


He took a step back. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”


She crossed her arms over her chest. “Yeah, I’m trying to find out who killed that girl. I’m trying to find the bad guys, just like you.”


He shook his head from side to side, the motion slow almost like it was painful. “No, you’re putting a giant bull’s eye right between your eyes.”


Her mouth popped open with a gasp. It took her a couple of heartbeats to understand what he had said. A bull’s eye. She was advertising what she was doing. Even if Curtis was nothing more than a cop, no connection to Hunters, there was bound to be someone on the force who’d been possessed. Someone would notice the research he was doing. He was an honest cop; he’d tell any of his friends on the force whom he’d talked to tonight.


The fact she was a demon Hunter was bad enough. She was Tennalucci, she was the Huntress. As a child she was told by a soothsayer she was to fulfill a prophecy, she would be a major arm in the war against those who rise from Hell. Of course, as a child it scared the shit out of her. She would lie awake at night jumping at every sound positive they were coming for her. Then as an adolescent she thought it was a load of bull. After all, if she was destined to be a great Hunter what the hell was she doing in foster care?


Jason was right. Tenna had just advertised to all interested parties not only was she here, but that she was actively Hunting. Whether she believed in destiny or not wasn’t the question. The question was did all the Legions believe it? Would they now be gunning for her?


 

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Have I Invited A Demon Into My House?

While writing She Who Hunts I had an idea in my head, one of those 'what if' moments. I remember watching the news and after a murder had happened the news anchor interviewed a neighbor of the suspect. "He was such a nice guy," the neighbor said. It always seems that after someone commits some heinous crime there is someone in their lives who declare this person was such a wonderful person, the kind of person who would do anything for anyone. But, how the hell did the person just snap and become a serial killer? My first thought-maybe they became possessed.

Now, as I'm working on the second book, I've become almost obsessed with the idea of demon possessions, and evil walking among us. I have to admit there are times when it feels like someone is in the room with me, and not just the characters who are busily chatting it up in my head. Sometimes, when the house is really quiet, and I'm really into a scene, it seriously feels like there's someone standing behind me. I whip around, ready to yell at whatever kid snuck in and was now reading over my shoulder to find an empty room.



Have I possibly brought the demons from She Who Hunts into my own life? Or has the story just become so alive to me that I keep waiting for those things which go bump in the night to tap me on the shoulder? How about you? Ever get so creeped out by something you wrote or read that you checked under your bed before climbing in?