The calendar says October and that means it's time for the witches, ghosts and goblins as well as magic to come out. That's exactly what we're doing today in My Writing Corner. My guest is Zach Stivers who has a book which just came out that sounds like it's perfect for the season.
Let's get a blurb:
Welcome to the cozy mountain town of Pineville, Virginia. It’s autumn, the leaves are gold and orange, the apples are crisp and sweet, town residents are going missing, and a bloodthirsty monster with ten-inch claws is loose in the forest.
Morgan Reaves tries her damndest NOT to use magic. That’s why she hid in Pineville, after all. But now, Morgan needs to dust off her spell-casting skills, ASAP. Problem is, she may have lost her touch. She has another problem, too, and it smells like wet dog. Max: AKA the naked man with rip-cord tight muscles that stumbled out of the woods near Morgan’s house, ranting about curses and conspiracies and a coven of witches. Is he a werewolf? Well, yes. But he’s also the only one who can help her defeat whatever evil is threatening her adopted hometown. That is, if they manage to not kill each other first...
The car jolted sideways, knocking Morgan's legs out behind her, wrenching the breath out of her lungs. A massive hand gripped her ankle, yanked her upward and tossed her haphazardly into the air. She crashed into the lawn some twenty yards away, her skull bouncing hard off the ground. She blinked. She was in the middle of the lawn.
How was she in the middle of the lawn?
Joey yelped. She looked over as a massive furry brown thing slapped Joey halfway across the yard. Bear, she thought, in a detached, concussed sort-of-way, but it was clearly not a bear.
It was taller and thinner than a bear and it looked more wolf than bear and it looked more demonic than either wolf or bear and it glared at her with ferocious golden eyes. It took a step toward her, and she could see it had a thick scar running up its ribs onto its neck, could see sinewy muscles under brown fur, could see absurdly large white teeth inside a snarling lupine mouth. Could see a torn piece of her mail haphazardly dangling from its sickeningly large, clawed hands.
A scream got stuck in her throat.
Fear flooded her mind. She knew she needed to act, but she felt pressed frozen into the ground.
Joey found his courage before she did, leaping towards the monster. The beast lunged at the dog.
“No!”
She pushed out her hands, fingers dancing, wrists snapping with an instinctual twist. The wind gusted behind her, and she heard a musical sizzling zap and the demon-wolf-thing yelped and leapt back, fleeing for the woods. Morgan ran for the front door, pulling the keys from her sweater pocket.
“Joey, come!”
She fumbled at the deadbolt. She tried the wrong key at first in her panic, flipped and flipped the key chain around, almost dropped the key chain completely, found the right key, jammed it at the door and it bounced off the hole and then it bounced off the hole again and she knew the beast-monster must be emerging from the woods by now, surely it was coming for her, blood-red slobber dripping off its fangs, and she realized she still was using the wrong key and she groaned and then she found it, the correct key, finally—thank god—but her hands trembled and the key wouldn’t slide in the hole, and then the keys slipped out from her sweaty fingers and they dropped onto the deck, and then, as if in slow motion, gravity pulled them through a crack between the wood planks and the blackness under the deck consumed them.
Focus.
She heard rustling in the woods.
Joey began barking again at her side.
It’s coming.
In through the nose, out through the mouth.
She pressed two fingers against the keyhole, extended her other hand out into the air, flicked her fingers, and visualized the lock turning.
Remember.
Remember the old ways.
Remember what your father forbid.
The door unlocked.
Yikes, I'm hooked, but you'll have to buy the book to find out what happens! Here are the
Buy Links:
Amazon:
The Witches of Claw and Fang eBook : Stivers, Zach : Kindle Store
Barnes & Noble:
Wild Rose Press:
https://wildrosepress.com/product/the-witches-of-claw-and-fang/
And if you would like to know more about Zach, here is his social media info:
Social Media:
@AuthorZach on TikTok
@zachstivers on Insta
www.zachstiverspublications.com
Thank you, Zach, for being my guest today. Any questions or comments for Zach?
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