Book Synopsis:
Playing with Monsters
My coven has remained hidden in the shadows for centuries.
We’ve avoided the ‘real world’ altogether; hiding from monsters
and other creatures we share this planet with.
We found protection in the Colville National Forest, nestled in a town protected
by magical barriers.
Our powers are locked by an ancient curse, one meant to protect us from being found.
Until now.
The past has a way of repeating itself. A new game is beginning. No one is safe.
He’s coming for me.
He’s hunting.
The monster we’ve run from for centuries has found us.
How far will this deadly game go?
How far will I be able to take it, or will he destroy me and everything I care about?
Will the one thing I can’t live without, be the key to destroying and undoing the past?
Or will the past destroy me before I can save the people I love from what I’ve done.
EXCERPT
I heard a twig snap close behind me and turned to see who had wandered in behind me. My hair flew up as a gust of wind filled the maze and I felt a prick against my flesh and then pain. I cried out and moved my hand to where I could feel the drop of blood as it slid from my arm. I looked around slowly and then took off in the direction I’d come from, only to round the corner of the maze, and slam into something hard.
My face ached, and I fumbled on the ground where I’d fallen in the collision. My hands lifted to feel whatever had smashed my face, and touched something thick, and soft. I felt it and pushed my hand around it and as my sight finally came back as the stars dimmed, I looked at what my hand was holding, and swallowed a gasp that was stuck in my throat.
“That’s mine,” a deep growl resonated along with a familiar voice.
My eyes darted to the penis in question, which was making its presence known through his slacks, and it was favoring the right. It hadn’t felt like a dick; it felt more like a freaking snake! A giantone. I blushed as I backed up, still on the ground, aware that he was watching my clumsy efforts to gain some semblance of dignity back.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to grab your…penis.”
Seriously, of everything I could have grabbed on to, it had to be his penis? This world was cruel. I slowly got to my feet and dusted my dress off, as I looked up at him.
“You shouldn’t be alone out here, there are hungry wolves in the woods,” he purred, and as his lips curled into a smile, I shivered. It wasn’t a friendly smile, more like the big bad wolf smile right before he ate poor Little Red Riding Hood in one swallow.
©2016 Amelia Hutchins Playing with Monsters
About the Author:
Amelia lives in the great Pacific Northwest with her family. When not writing, she can be found on her author page, hanging out with fans, or dreaming up new twisting plots. She’s an avid reader of everything paranormal romance.
Website http://amelia-hutchins.com/
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