“You’re a what?”
It was official; these people were insane.
After Jared led me to a room that was all red velvet couches, gold sconces, and a giant fireplace, I met some truly attractive people.
Ivy was sweet, quiet with haunted blue eyes and an inner strength that I envied. Her fiance, the rich guy that everyone had been talking about, was...something. He radiated this kind of energy that warned me to stay away as strongly as if he wore a sign that read “caution, danger ahead”. I was no idiot. I would not be putting his hospitality to the test. And they had definitely offered me their hospitality. I was immediately told that I was welcome to stay as long as I wanted, with no strings attached.
It all went downhill from there, though.
I shook my head as if that would erase what I had just heard. I pinched the bridge of my nose and counted to ten. I opened my eyes to see every eye in the room on me and promptly closed them again. This time I counted to 100. Surprisingly, everyone was pretty patient with me. I decided to go to 200.
I felt something bump into my fingers and cracked one eye open to see a small glass that looked thick and heavy. It was half-full of an amber liquid that I assumed was whiskey or something. I honestly had no idea what alcoholic beverages there were or what they looked like. I shrugged one shoulder, picked up the glass, and chugged it back.
I instantly regretted that decision.
Fire filled my mouth, my lungs, my stomach. I felt the burning through my nose and started gasping for breath, immediately followed by a coughing fit that threatened to expel my lungs.
“Please, don’t give me any more of that.” I sniffed and rubbed my nose and eyes. “Ever.”
When I was finally calmed down, it was to see the guys all sitting with grins on their faces. Ivy, at least, had the good grace to hide her smile behind her hand.
I glared at Miriam. “Why did you give me that drink? What did I ever do to you?”
She snickered. “You looked like you needed it. I was afraid you were on the verge of a malfunction.”
I sighed and looked back at Crispin. The vampire. Apparently, they were all vampires except Miriam, who worked for them but was more than human. But Crispin was the head vampire. An actual king. If I weren’t so freaked out, I would probably be fascinated.
“Okay, tell me more.”
Hunter's Promise The Hunter Book 2
Ivy Moore defined herself as a woman who was responsible for taking care of her sister. She spent years paying for an accident that was never her fault. Until the night she was attacked by monsters and was rescued by the powerful vampire king, Crispin Decius. Through his help, she discovered that she was strong, deadly, a Hunter.
Now she is facing something far worse than just the monsters that she was born to destroy. The insane vampire, the one that was building an army of monsters fed on Hunter’s blood, is in hiding, but she isn’t through tormenting Ivy. She does the unthinkable in the name of vengeance, and the Hunter will face a challenge that has the potential to break her.
Ivy’s life has changed drastically since knowing that vampires exist, but there was no way to prepare for how many more changes were to come.
Approximately 73k words
This is book to in the Hunter Series. This NOT a standalone. Book one is Hunter’s Blood
*warning* this book contains graphic violence and sexual scenes that are not appropriate for readers under 18. Please read responsibly.
My name is Ivy Moore.
This morning I woke up a 21-year-old overworked waitress, sister, and not much else.
6 years ago I watched my mother walk away while I was trapped in the mangled car that held my crippled twin sister and the body of my dead father.
My hatred for her ran deep into my bones.
It wasn't until I was attacked by monsters that were attracted to my blood that I began to understand.
With the help of the local arrogant vampire lord, I learned all about my heritage, about vampires and revenants, about what it was like to live again. About learning to love.
While Crispin spent his nights training me to be a deadly killer, someone else was creating an army.
I was a Hunter.
And someone wanted me for my blood.
Approximately 73k words
Important Note: This is the first book in a series, please be aware that it ends in an HFN but the second book picks right up where the first left off.
Warning: This book has blood and gore that may offend or disturb sensitive readers. Due to sexual content, this book is not intended for anyone below 18
Early review "holy &%$# am I ever hooked. Like on the edge of my seat waiting to find out what happens next..." -JW
I guess you can say I have a passion for romance.
You will most often find me with a book in front of my face, whether I'm in the middle of writing one or taking a break by reading one of my favorite authors.
I love my family and my pets. I need quiet time to recharge and I'd rather be deep in the middle of woods than in the middle of a city. Yeah, I don't people well.
I hope you enjoy my stories. I put all my heart into each of them and they are truly my book babies.
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Can you, for those who don't know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?
I tried off and on since I was 16 years old to write, and complete, a book. It wasn’t until I was given advice from a total stranger that I managed to complete an entire book. That advice was “Don’t re-read what you wrote. You will be caught in an endless cycle while trying to make it perfect. It will never be perfect enough for you. Just write. Don’t stop until it’s done. Just. Write.”
So I wrote. I didn’t (or tried my hardest to resist!) re-read the last chapter, I wrote until it was done.
Then Hunter’s Blood was given an official birthdate. I just passed my 2 year authorversary!
I do find it much easier to “Just.Write” now and that is making it easier to complete books much quicker than the first couple of books. Believe it or not, I am just now considering myself an author.
What is something unique/quirky about you?
I’m kind of really good with actors and what movies they’ve been in. Show me an actor(ess) and 99% of the time I can tell you what they’ve played in.
What are some of your pet peeves?
People that don’t use their blinkers.
Where were you born/grew up at?
What inspired you to write this book?
Jared was a side character, the daytime guard and best friend of Ivy, the heroine. The more I thought about him, the more I felt that he needed his own story.
What can we expect from you in the future?
I have a spin-off story half written already. Anyone remember the conversation with the demon Varek at his club in Hunter’s Blood? Yeah, he gets his own story.
I also have a ghost story/haunted house that I’m pretty excited about!
Where did you come up with the names in the story?
Confession time! I am so so so bad at coming up with names. I have to just randomly pick one or they will remain nameless forever.
Who designed your book covers?
Long story short, the original cover artist fell through but the new one I hired to produce this custom cover did an amazing job. She really managed to capture my vision for Jared. Thank you Kismet New Moon Graphics!
If your book was made into a film, who would you like to play the lead?
I think Anthony Mackie would make a pretty amazing Jared
Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?
Usually in each book I write there is at least one character that I have based an actual person I know off of. It is usually a side character. And they may die. Sorry, daughter! XOXO
If your book had a candle, what scent would it be?
Probably a pine scent to represent the forest on the mountain.
How long have you been writing?
I started writing my first novel when I was 16. I never finished it, but I do have the printed manuscript around here somewhere.
Do you read yourself and if so what is your favorite genre?
I will read anything as long as it is romance! Sub-genre doesn’t matter to me.
Do you prefer to write in silence or with noise? Why?
Silence. In fact, I find it extremely difficult to write with any noise or people around. That’s how I often find myself up at 2 am typing away.
Do you write one book at a time or do you have several going at a time?
One book at a time for me! I will think about other plots, but when it comes to actually getting words down I stick to only one book.
Pen or type writer or computer?
Do you have any advice to offer for new authors?
Don’t over think it! Just sit down and start writing. Don’t re-read. Just keep going until you hit the end.
What is your writing process? For instance do you do an outline first? Do you do the chapters first?
I am what most term as a pantser. I start with a general plot but that’s pretty much as far as planning goes. Before I write each chapter I do try to envision where it needs to go, though.
Do you try more to be original or to deliver to readers what they want?
I will take what readers want into consideration, but I can’t compromise my story in order to make someone happy.
If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would it be?
Finish that book! Just keep writing! Don’t stop!
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