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Hi, everyone. Think Spring.
For Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors this week, I’m sharing eight more sentences from Ursus Horribilis, my next Bitter Creek Holler title, due out March 16th.
A shaggy monster leaned against the building, the better to hear the witch inside. Admittedly, the house’s ward had jolted him with a shot of power that curled his beast hair and left it smoking.
But, he wasn’t a grizzly for nothing. Instead of retreating, he’d risen on hind legs, and pressed his massive frame against the building, absorbing the sting of aggressive magic until it ceased.
There he remained with his ear to the wall, mesmerized by the sound of her voice. Every Buchanan man knew that shifter magic didn’t mesh well with witchery, and when the witch also happened to be a Hess woman, confrontation was ill-advised. Actually, he’d been told to tuck tail and run.
But here he was, snuffling her scent from the air and mewling inside like a cub.
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Weekend Writing Warriors
Waving from The Frozen Land of Brrrr… In the midst of a winter blizzard Thursday, dodging power outages and slow internet connections, I published Miz Spelled in the Amazon Kindle Unlimited program. At the same time, I temporarily price dropped Call Me Miz to $ .99. Thank you everyone for all the encouraging comments that helped me relaunch my Bitter Creek Holler series.
Below I’m sharing the synopsis and cover for the next (never pubbed before) book in the series. (Another cover find at SelfPubBookCovers.com) At the end of Miz Spelled, I left Shep Buchanan fouled by twisted magic and in a befuddled state. Thank heavens there’s more than one Hess woman to call on for help. Cousin Rhee specializes in healing on the metaphysical plane.
Rhee leaned on the porch rail and gazed at the naked man who had been a bear moments before. Even though she had absolutely no interest in Shep Buchanan’s physical form, she could not refrain from admiring his backside as he trudged away—taut thigh muscles, nice rump, long back, broad shoulders.
The miniature dachshund in Rhee’s arms yipped when she squeezed him too hard and she loosened her grip. “Sorry, Godie; I’m excited.”
At his doubtful whine, she hugged him and murmured softly,“What’s not to like, buddy? No rent, a new client, and a cozy place to lie-low. And who knows,” she added, her tone remaining the same though cynical words spilled from her lips. “After Shep finds his pants and retrieves his wallet, maybe we’ll all live happily ever after.”
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Synopsis (under construction suggestions welcomed):
People are mean, life is hard, and then you die. Grab as much as you can on the way through. The Rhee Hess mantra for survival has reaped very little happiness for her and sown lots of discord. When her cousin, Missouri Hess asks for help, Rhee is already dodging a drug dealer, a repo man who’s after her new Harley, and a government agent who claims he’s from the IRS. Bitter Creek Holler seems like a great place to lie-low, and lending a helping hand to Miz’s neighbor might be Rhee’s ticket to gold.
Shep Buchanan is the perfect head of a secret government agency collecting information on paranormal and magical beings. His normally placid personality leaves him cool-headed and thoughtful, he can’t be bribed because he’s a billionaire with no need for money, and since he carries all the top secret files he manages in his head, they’re safe—until he’s attacked with a death hex spell and loses his wits. Enter Rhee Hess, mind healer, spirit weaver, and reluctant mate of a thousand pound werebear.
In case you haven’t read:
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