I broke 100 likes on Facebook and promised an excerpt of Blood Moon. Not to be cliche with excuses, but life caught up with me and things happened – not all of them good. Regarding progress, I’m almost done with the second draft of Blood Moon and will be calling for epically awesome beta readers should they want to give me some honest and constructive feedback on the story. In the meantime, here’s the excerpt I promised, and I hope you enjoy.
Blood Moon Excerpt
Rolling her shoulders, Mac cracked her neck. Adrenaline surged through her veins, her heart racing. It pushed away the lethargy – for the moment. When this was over, she was going to sleep like the dead. There was no if. Just when. “Hmm all talk and no action.”
Benny scowled. His hands sprouted thick, dark fur, fingers extending into claws. He grimaced. It wasn’t an easy process. Only the older, strong wolves were able to do it. The others stayed all human.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Travis stood off to the side. “I give you our champion, Miss Lucy McNamara. It’s no secret she’s taken down many a flea bitten, mangy ass wolf, and currently holds the world heavy weight title in werewolf killin’.” He gestured to her. “And the challengers – Benny and pals – moronic wolves who have no idea what they’re about to get themselves into.”
Mac had known Travis going on ten years now. It wasn’t easy for a ghost to standby and do nothing when things got rough. To keep himself occupied he’d started commentating on the fights like it was a wrestling match. Mac tuned him out and focused on the task at hand.
Her belt slid easily from the loops of her pants and she unsheathed her Urumi. Two more came out of the brush, both in wolf form. Mac glanced from the corner of her eye noting where each of them stood. They growled, low in their throat, fangs dripping saliva in a feral way.
Travis grinned. “Well now it might be a fair fight.” He cleared his throat, spread his arms and shouted. “LET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE!”
Mac let the Urumi fly. It swung around, decapitating one, slicing through the torso of the other, and catching the legs on the next. She whipped it back, going for the others. Red screamed and took off into the woods.
“Three down, three to go,” Travis said. “It doesn’t look good for the challengers! Will Lucy McNamara walk away with the belt?”
Benny was quick, and once he realized what was happening he calculated the next attack. He avoided the swing of the Urumi and slid under it like he was going into home base. Coming up behind Mac he lunged. The Urumi had cut through the other two wolves. Mac flexed her wrist pulling it in closer.
“Mac look out!” Travis stepped forward.
Too slow. The half shifted man slammed into her. Mac’s back hit the ground, the moist earth not giving enough cushion from the power of the hit. The air rushed from her lungs, and stars danced in her semi blurry vision.
“And here I thought you’d be a challenge.” Benny’s lips curled into a triumphant grin and he raised his claws to strike.