Witch
and Wolf, Book
One
R. J. Blain
Genre: Urban / Paranormal Fantasy
Publisher: Pen & Page
Publishing
Date of Publication: May 16, 2014
Cover Artist: Chris Howard
Book Description:
When Allison is asked to play
Cinderella-turned-Fiancée at a Halloween ball, the last thing she expected was
to be accused of murder on the same night. She has to find the killer and
quick, or she'll be put to death for the crimes she didn't commit. To make matters
worse, the victims are all werewolves.
On the short list of potential
victims, Allison has to act fast, or the killer will have one more body to add
to his little black book of corpses.
There's only one problem: One of
the deaths has struck too close to home, and Allison's desire for
self-preservation may very well transform into a quest for vengeance...
This
book can be read as a standalone, it is part of a linked series
Excerpt
Caroline was either the best
actress I’d ever seen, or she was really dead. I crouched next to her, torn
between touching her neck to feel for a pulse and running away before the sweet
scent of a fresh kill overwhelmed my restraint.
A clock chimed ten. The power of
the full moon slammed into me, tugging at my heart, and tightening my chest.
The need to embrace my inner beast and become one with the night quickened my
breath.
Scents flooded my nose. Strong
perfumes mingled with cologne, and the sweat of hot, living bodies stirred my
hunger. I licked my lips, and for one brief moment, imagined the salty
sweetness of fresh blood on my tongue.
There was another hunter in the
room with me, and they taunted me with their kill. Their prey was either dead
or left to die. It was a challenge to the scavengers, to the hunters, and a
warning to the prey.
“What do you think?” Mark’s
mother asked.
“I think she’s an amazing
actress,” I replied, careful to keep my tone light. I rose to my feet. If I grew
a tail, I could only hope my gown would hide it long enough for me to slip from
the party and find a place to gain control over myself.
Or complete the change and go on
a rampage.
Another minute passed in silence.
I shook my head. “This would be why I’m not a police officer.”
The Wicked Witch of the West
giggled. I shivered at the sound. “I see. Very well, Cinderella. Shall we
mingle with the other guests and learn about this terrible, terrible deed?”
“I thought this was when Mark was
supposed to come rescue me from a fate worse than death,” I muttered.
Oops. So much for keeping civil.
I guess it was inevitable. Bodies brought out the worst in me. Especially when
the body wasn’t one of my making. To make matters worse, I couldn’t exactly
raise the alarm.
If I did, I’d reveal to those who
knew the truth about werewolves and witches that I wasn’t just some human girl
after a wealthy boy. Then the Inquisition would find silver old enough to kill
me or reduce me to ashes to make certain they purged the world of one more
rogue werewolf.
“Why can’t you be wealthy?” Mrs.
Livingston lamented.
The old woman’s question caught
me by surprise. Had she heard me? Did she think it an amusing quip?
Was it possible the woman
actually liked me? Confused at the question, I answered honestly.
“Ma’am, who says I’m not? I’m your son’s accountant. Do you really think he’d
trust someone who didn’t have access to at least some money with his
money?” I glared at the old woman. At least the brewing fight between us
distracted me from Caroline’s body a little. “Don’t forget I know exactly how
much he makes a year, where he transfers his funds, who owes him how much, and
whom he owes. I know how much he’s paid in taxes, and I know how much I saved
him last tax season.”
The witch’s mouth dropped open.
“Just what—”
“I paid more
in taxes than he did last year. I’ll let you do the math. Unless, of course, he
learned how to count from you.” I pivoted on a heel and stalked my way towards
the refreshment stand.
Author Bio
RJ Blain suffers from a Moleskine
journal obsession, a pen fixation, and a terrible tendency to pun without
warning.
When she isn’t playing pretend,
she likes to think she’s a cartographer and a sumi-e painter. In reality, she
herds cats and a husband, and obeys the commands of Tsu Dhi, the great warrior
fish.
In her spare time, she daydreams
about being a spy. Should that fail, her contingency plan involves tying her
best of enemies to spinning wheels and quoting James Bond villains until she’s
satisfied.
Blog: http://rjblain.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/rj_blain
R. J. Blain’s Favorite Books & Series
In no particular order:
Anne
McCaffrey’s Pern
Mercedes
Lackey’s Valdemar & Gryphon Series
Jim
Butcher’s Codex Alera
Brandon
Sanderson’s Elantris
Patricia
Briggs’ Alpha and Omega & Dragon Bones
Madeline
L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time
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