It's Soul Mate Thursday on Carly's View. Meet Soul Mate Publishing author, C.D. Hersh, and learn about, SON OF THE MOONLESS NIGHT.
AUTHOR: C.D. HERSH
GENRE: Urban
fantasy, Paranormal, Romance
HEAT LEVEL:
Sensual
Owen
Todd Jordan Riley has a secret. He’s a shape shifter who has been hunting and
killing his own kind. To him the only good shifter is a dead shifter. Revenge
for the death of a friend motivates him, and nothing stands in his way . . .
except Katrina Romanovski, the woman he is falling in love with.
Deputy
coroner Katrina Romanovski has a secret, too. She hunts and kills paranormal
beings like Owen. At least she did. When she rescues Owen from an attack by a
werebear she is thrust back into the world she thought she’d left. Determined
to find out what Owen knows about the bear, she begins a relationship meant to
collect information. What she gets is something quite different-love with a man
she suspects of murder. Can she reconcile his deception and murderous revenge
spree and find a way to redeem him? Or will she condemn him for the same things
she has done and walk away from love?
Excerpt
from Son of the Moonless Night:
A
crash in the alley stopped Katrina Romanovski mid-stride. Like the October mist
swirling in off the lake, her gypsy blood stirred sending her intuition into
high gear. Something unnatural was happening.
Go
see what’s wrong. She
heard her father’s voice as clearly as if he stood next to her.
On
the heels of his words came her mother’s pragmatic warning in clipped British
tones. You know what curiosity killed. Katrina pushed the ever-present
warning aside. Mom never approved of Dad’s supernatural hunts and even less of
his drawing her into them.
Pulling
the oversized cross she always wore out from under her shirt, Kat looked around
for a weapon. Please, not a vampire. I hate vampires! A piece of wood
sticking out of the trashcan at the front of the alley caught her eye.
Grabbing
it, she broke the end off into a sharp point. The mist-filled air filtered the
light from the single bulb over one of the alley doorways. The wind swirled the
loose trash around making a quiet approach difficult. Sidestepping the paper,
with the stake in one hand and holding the gun she took from her purse in the
other hand, she crept into the alley.
A
roar echoed against the buildings, the sound nearly sending her running. That
roar wasn’t a vampire. It sounded more like an animal. Kat inched closer. In
the yellow pool of light from the back door of the building, a black bear, over
seven feet tall, reared on its back legs and swung its paw at the man standing
at the edge of the light. He crashed to the ground, shirt torn open from the
slashing claws. Blood covered the fabric, and he clasped his left hand over his
shoulder to stem the flow. The bear bent toward him, teeth bared in a smile. A
wicked smile.
Kat
aimed her gun, but before she could pull the trigger, a shot rang out. The
flash of gunpowder lit the face of the injured man. The blast reverberated
against the buildings. With an enraged bellow, the bear staggered backward
against the wall. Shaking his head, the animal dropped to all four paws.
Weaving like a drunk, he lumbered toward his attacker. The man took aim again,
shooting the animal between the eyes. Animal and human collapsed on the dirty,
littered pavement.
As
she started to move forward, Kat’s gypsy senses crawled over her skin like
angry red ants. As she slipped back into the shadows, the bear shed fur.
Changing size. Then, finally, turning into a man.
Shape
shifters. Her stake
wasn’t any good against them, and her bullets weren’t silver. This one appeared
dead anyway. Had the wounded man seen the shift? Tossing the stake aside, she
paused by the shifter and quickly moved to the wounded man. Out cold. Still
human.
When
she touched him, his eyelids fluttered open. “Did I get it?”
“What?”
“The
bear.”
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