Book
Blurb:
Witches
and werewolves don't mix...
Being
a witch doesn't pay the bills, but Persephone Alcmedi
gets by between reading Tarot cards, writing her syndicated
newspaper column, and kenneling werewolves in the
basement when the moon is full--even if witches aren't
supposed to mingle with wolves. She really reaches
the end of her leash, though, when her grandmother
gets kicked out of the nursing home, and Seph finds
herself in the doghouse about some things she's written.
Then her werewolf friend Lorrie is murdered...and
the high priestess of an important coven offers Seph
big money to destroy the killer, a powerful vampire
named Goliath Kline. Seph is a tough girl, but this
time she bites off more than she can chew. She needs
a little help from her friends--werewolf friends.
One of those friends, Johnny, the motorcycle-riding
lead singer for the techno-metal-Goth band Lycanthropia,
has a crush on her. And while Seph has always been
on edge around this 6'2" leather-clad hunk, she's
starting to realize that while their attraction may
be dangerous, nothing could be as lethal as the showdown
that awaits them.
