With the Dallas trip looming, I got a pass on clocking in at the office in favor of packing. Since I lived in jeans, sneakers and the faded T-shirts of boyfriends past, that took me all of twenty minutes.Besides the bonuses for high-risk captures, my favorite job perk had to be the casual dress code.After inhaling a raisin bagel, I dialed up a fae taxi service to drive me to the fae section of town. I was still picking at the blister bubbles on the heels of my favorite sneakers when the cabbie slammed on his brakes.“This it?” His eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. His were yellow, his pupils elliptical.Hey, I’m not saying the guy was a feline, but those eyes and that tone coaxed a growl out of me.“Down, girl.” He flashed a mouthful of needlelike teeth.
Yep. Definitely a cat.My gaze slid over the familiar McMansion the Hayashi family called home. “This is me.”“You sure you’re not lost?” he pressed.Ready for some fresh air, I gripped the door handle. “I’m good, but thanks.”“I’m only checking ’cause you smell familiar, and I don’t want no trouble.” He drummed stubby fingers on the steering wheel. “If you light this place up, I don’t want no trail leading nobody back to me.”“Light it up?” My palms went damp. “Who do I remind you of?”“Macsen Sullivan.” He twisted to face me. “The spitting image. You related or something?”“Or something.” I resisted the urge to flash my palm and ask how it compared to the original.Two types of fae knew my father, those he worked with and those he brought down.I learned early not to ask questions about Mac. No one, not even my mother, answered them.The cabbie’s eyes cut left, and a purr rumbled in his chest. “Foxy lady. She a friend of yours?”Through the glass I spotted Mai jogging down the drive to meet me. She wrestled two squirming kits in her arms, red furballs whose playful nips made her wince. I noticed the cat still staring. “Roll that sandpaper tongue back into your mouth.” I tossed a few bills into the front seat then stepped out.He lowered the nearest window, whistled at Mai, then peeled out before I became a stereotype—I was not going to chase after that car to give him a piece of my mind.Mai ignored the kit gnawing on her hair. “Did you forget to tip him or what?”“Cat,” I said by way of explanation. “Who are those little cuties?”“Margo and Fargo.” She rolled her eyes. “They’re my newest niece and nephew.”“Twins?”She snorted. “Does a fox have a tail?” The friskier of the two kits clamped onto her earlobe. Mai yelped, gripped its scruff and tugged, then held it at arm’s length. “We don’t draw blood on family.”“Are you babysitting?” I pulled out my phone. “Is this a bad time? I can call for a pick-up. I’m sure Kitty McLitterbox would love to come back for me.”“If you leave me,” she snarled, “I will hunt you down, chop you up and feed you to Grandmother’s koi.”I believed her. “Are all kitsunes this violent, or are you the exception?”She glanced toward the house. “You’ve met my mother and grandmother.”
DOG WITH A BONE: Copyright © 2014 by Hailey Edwards used with permission of author.
Title: Dog With A Bone
Series & Number (or Stand Alone): Black Dog # 1
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Heat Level (sweet to erotic): Sweet
Author: Hailey Edwards
Pages or Word Count: 35K words
Publish Date: 31 October, 2014
Half-bloods with Thierry’s skill set are given two options. They can join the conclave’s marshal program, or they can pack their bags. Turn down the job offer, and you’ve just shredded your residency pass for the mortal realm and booked yourself a one-way ticket to Faerie.
Texas is the only home Thierry has ever known, and she’s not going anywhere. Even if it means following in her notorious father’s footsteps as a peacekeeper. But pinning on the badge opens her eyes to the fact sometimes fae need protection too, and that sometimes humans are the real monsters.
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Born in the Deep South, Hailey is a lifelong resident of Alabama. Her husband works for the local sheriff’s department and her daughter is counting down the days until she’s old enough to audition for American Idol. Her doxie, Black Ilex, helps Hailey write by snoozing in his recliner in her office.
Her desire to explore without leaving the comforts of home fueled her love of reading and writing. Whenever the itch for adventure strikes, Hailey can be found with her nose glued to her Kindle’s screen or squinting at her monitor as she writes her next happily-ever-after.
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