Title: When It Will Rayne, It Will Pour
Author: S.C. McCormack
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Book Blurb:
Rayne Slater, bounty hunter/private investigator for hire has had her fair share of trouble, but when three Shifters barge into her office after hours demanding her cooperation on retrieving a Lion-Shifter by the name of Reese Donovan, she is thrown back into a world she had vowed to never return to.
Immediately, past ghosts awaken to plague her dreams, while a secret about herself, is in peril of being revealed. From there one event after another leaves her life spiraling out of control. With everything on the line, she knows she might not make it out alive, but she isn't going to go down without a fight.
This is an all-around book, full of humor, witty comments, action, heart-wrenching moments, romance, and a strong-willed heroine.
Excerpt:
Running, they had found me. After hiding and running from them for three months, they had caught my scent again and were now on my trail like bloodhounds on a hunt. As I sensed them gaining ground behind me, I pumped my legs to go faster. I tried desperately not to trip over fallen trees or their roots as I raced by. It would take only one mistake on my part and they'd have me again. I couldn't let that happen.
Breathing hard, my lungs were exhausted from running nonstop for hours. My legs were spent, but I continued to push them to carry me further. Having eaten nothing in days the effects showed as I made my way up the steep slopes.
They were bigger and better equipped to climb, but I was small and could fit in the small crevices of the rock formations that surrounded this land. It put some distance between them and me as I weaved in and out, but not enough that I could afford to slow down. I kept moving upwards digging my claws into the earth to better my grip on the steep incline as they snarled behind me.
Once at the top, there was no slowing as I looked for a path or obstacle that would get them off my trail. I didn’t have much energy left to keep running so when the sound of running water reached my ears, I made a sharp turn towards it, hoping it would be my saving grace.
As I got closer I realized too late I'd ran into a waterfall. Frantic, I searched the bank looking for a fallen log or something to help me cross. There was nothing. I couldn’t possibly swim it, the current was too rough, it would quickly drag me under and over the edge. The drop alone was enough to kill me.
Glancing behind me, the hunting party was less than twenty feet away now. I looked once more at the water before deciding to jump. As soon as I hit the water it swept me under instantly. Fighting to reach the surface I paddled until my head popped out of the water. I didn’t have enough time to fill my lungs with air before I was submerged yet again.
When water started entering my airways, I used my hind legs to launch myself upwards. As I came up sputtering for air, my gaze instinctively fell on the bank and that’s when I saw him.
The leader a leopard named Meko, stared back at me, teeth bared. The others with him watched on as the current swiftly carried me to the rocks below. I smiled inwardly. I had chosen to die in these raging waters than by their hands. It was a small victory, but it was one nonetheless.
Meko paced along the bank of the river watching me struggle to stay afloat, his eyes never leaving mine. We both knew my time was coming to an end, I was just thankful it wasn't by his hand. As I neared the end of the waterfall, I was dragged back under. Closing my eyes, I awaited my fate as my body went over the water’s edge.
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Author Biography I like writing even though I go through a process of total chaos, when I do it! The best part is letting the words play out in my head like a movie. I just love it!!!
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