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.
Website: www.sheriqueen.com
Twitter:
@SWQueenFlemming
Amazon author: https://www.amazon.com/Sheri-Queen/e/B01MEDJ1UP/
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