Boy
Meets Witch
The
White Cat Chronicles
Book
1
G.A.
Rael
Genre:
Paranormal, Fantasy
Date
of Publication: 11/17/16
ASIN:
B01M2URFOK
Number
of pages: 186
Word
Count: 70,000
Book
Description:
“Are
you an angel?" Harper asked, pleading internally for the answer
to be no.
The
tall, white-haired man gave a low chuckle. "Not quite. What I am
isn't nearly as important as who you are--and what I can do for you."
Harper
Adams is a witch on the run--from her past as a faith healer turned
accidental arsonist, and from the power she's kept locked away her
whole life. She thinks she's finally found a place she can settle
down and call home in the picturesque town of Cold Creek, Vermont,
but a mysterious white cat who may or may not be bent on taking the
curvaceous witch's soul has other plans.
Harper's
compassion soon gets the best of her and earns her an unwanted
reputation as the town miracle worker as well as the ire of sexy
veterinarian and militant atheist, Darren St. Clair. Cold Creek's
residents have a few supernatural secrets of their own, and Harper
will have to face the destiny that led her to the last place a witch
in hiding needs to be--that is, if Darren doesn't have her chased out
of town with a pitchfork-wielding mob before she gets the chance.
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Excerpt:
Without a word, the
strange man stepped closer. His silken hair was too perfectly white
to be a natural color, yet there wasn't a trace of darkness at his
roots. On closer inspection, Harper was horrified to realize that his
eyes weren't just the color of a cat's but the shape, too. She tried
to tell herself they were just theatrical contacts, but they shrunk
so realistically as he stepped underneath the light that she began to
doubt the only reasonable explanation.
"S-stay back,"
she stammered, finding her voice once he was too close to dismiss as
an illusion.
To her amazement, he
halted in his steady approach.
"I'm not going
to hurt you," he said in a surprisingly gentle voice for someone
so imposing. The contrast was so unsettling it made her shiver. His
statuesque body and almost feminine facial features reminded her too
much of the awful weeping angel statues in her church's graveyard.
Harper had always feared them as a child and now it seemed that one
had come to life. The intruder was even beautiful in the same
ethereal, almost grotesque way the statues were. "After all,"
he continued in that melodic voice, "you did save my life."
Harper stared at him
in bewilderment. The words of a madman rarely made sense, she
supposed. "I don't even know you."
"Maybe not, but
I know you, Harper--or should I say, Alyssa? I've been watching over
you for some time."
She tried to swallow
but the coffee had left her mouth dry. "How do you know that
name?"
His stone lips
curved into a slight smile. "I know everything about you. For
instance, I know your father's name is Byron Hurlow and he's the
preacher at the Rockport Trinity Tabernacle in Little Rock, Arkansas.
I know you've been running for a little over two years now, and I
know that you fear angels more than anything except maybe hurting the
ones you love." His cat eyes narrowed and his voice lowered to a
knowing tone as he said, "I also know about the fire."
Harper took a step
back only to trip into a stack of boxes behind her. Before she could
save herself, the man caught her and rested his hands on her
shoulders, keeping a slight distance between them. She marveled at
the bizarre display of propriety in the midst of such threatening
behavior, but she didn't complain. His skin was surprisingly warm.
"Be careful,"
he murmured. "You always were a klutz."
He said it so
casually, as if they were old friends. "Who are you?" she
asked shakily. "How could you possibly know about the --"
"The fire?"
he offered. "Like I said, I've been watching you for a very long
time."
"Are you an
angel?" Harper asked, pleading internally for the answer to be
no.
The tall,
white-haired man gave a low chuckle. "Not quite. What I am isn't
nearly as important as who you are--and what I can do for you."
"You could
start by putting on some clothes."
About
the Author:
G.A.
Rael is a practicing witch and author of paranormal romance and
mysteries. She's had a lifelong love affair with all things that go
bump in the night, and it's her firm belief that monsters deserve
their happily-ever-afters, too. When she isn't writing, you can find
G.A. watching campy horror films with her husband and two cats in
beautiful seaside New England.
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