The only thing worse than being a Hunter in the fae-ridden city of Harborsmouth, is hunting vampires in Bruges.
Being shipped off to Belgium sucks. The medieval city of Bruges is quaint, but the local Hunters' Guild is understaffed, the canals are choked with dead bodies, and there's no shortage of supernatural predators as likely suspects.
On second thought, maybe Bruges isn't so bad after all.
With a desire to prove herself, protect the innocent, and advance within the ranks of the Hunters' Guild, Jenna Lehane hits the cobbled streets of Bruges with blades at the ready. Someone, or something, is murdering tourists and dumping their bodies in the city's scenic canals. With the help of a mysterious stranger, Jenna begins to piece together clues that are dotted throughout the city like blood spatter.
Determined to stop the killings, Jenna delves into a bloody local history that only raises more questions—but some secrets are best left buried. Jenna must put her combat training to the test as she struggles to unearth the truth about an ancient enemy.
Hunting in Bruges is the first novel in the Hunters' Guild urban fantasy series set in the world of Ivy Granger. The world of Ivy Granger, including the award-winning Ivy Granger Psychic Detective series and Hunters' Guild series, is filled with bloodsucking vampires, temperamental witches, psychotic faeries, and snarky, kick-butt heroines.Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / Paranormal
Hunting in Bruges is in Amazon's Top 100 in multiple categories, including Mystery, Thriller & Suspense > Suspense > Paranormal > Psychics and in Genre Fiction > Horror > Vampires.
The Hunters' Guild series is a spin-off series of the award-winning Ivy Granger, Psychic Detective series and takes place in the world of Ivy Granger. The Ivy Granger, Psychic Detective series has won numerous awards, including the BTS Red Carpet Award for Best Fantasy Book, winner of the PRG Reviewer's Choice Award for Best Paranormal Fantasy Novel, Best Urban Fantasy Novel, and finalist for Best Urban Fantasy Series.
During a promotion November 2016, this book reached the Top 5 Vampire Horror books, putting it ahead of Stephen King, Anne Rice, and Charlaine Harris.
April 2017, I will be on tour to promote this book in Belgium (the book's setting), including two days as a celebrity guest at FACTS fantas convention.
Other 2017 guest appearances include DragonCon, Readercon, NEAE, and Necon.
"I quite enjoyed the tale."
-Jana Oliver, award-winning author of The Demon Trappers series
"[E.J. Stevens] remembered that vampires are supposed to be flat out scary...highly recommended."
-James A. Moore, Bram Stoker Award nominated author of the Seven Forges series
Ripples spread out from the swan, bringing my attention to the dark waters.
The canal was wide here where it connected to Minnewater Lake, separated only by the lock gate. I stared at the murky water, imagining bloated human bodies choking the surface. How many more innocents would have to die before the killer was caught?
I grimaced, turning away from the canal, and starting to walk down the cobblestone street. If the killer was undead, we might see more bodies tonight. Now that was a cheery thought.
My hand went to the necklace I wore beneath my dress. Chicago, Milwaukee, Harborsmouth, Harborsmouth… I mentally listed off the locations of sanctioned vamp kills, each one corresponding to a pair of fangs on my necklace.
Vampires may turn to dust when killed, but one thing remains behind—their fangs. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, all except for the fangs. Not only do vamps leave their fangs behind, but as their bodies deteriorate to dust the fangs retract and shrink.
No one knows why, but I had to thank Fate. The necklace I’d strung gave me something to hold onto, a constant reminder of what I’d lost and what I was willing to do in return. I had no patience for rogue vampires. If I discovered that they were behind the recent killings, I’d show them no mercy.
I could always use a new addition to my necklace.
I rubbed each fang, like a macabre parody of a rosary. Click, click, click. A grim smile tugged at my lips. The vampires of Bruges better say their prayers.
“Jenna, look out!” Ash yelled.
I jerked my head up, mouth falling open even as my body responded to the threat. I spun and somersaulted onto the grass verge to my left, narrowly missing being run down by a horse-drawn carriage.
Already translated. Translated by Marinus Henricus Kruissen
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