"If I'd known I was going to die today, I'd have worn nicer underwear."-Clarissa Hunt, Cross My Werewolf Heart-As if dying in a humiliating ice hockey mishap and waking up in a body bag wasn't traumatic enough, adjusting to life in a post-resurrection world is an even bigger nightmare.
Not only am I dodging a litany of paranormal beasties determined to end me for good, but my home is getting trashed more often than a Motley Crüe hotel room, my father is threatening to sue every medical practitioner in the southern hemisphere, and I'm dealing with a swath of shiny new paranormal abilities that include understanding werewolves when they, erm, speak...and smelling human emotions.
PS: yuck.
My survival-and sanity-hinge on figuring out how I came back from the dead, and why.
You'd think my situation might have improved when I stumbled across the Patrons of Order-the super-secret organization dedicated to maintaining the fragile balance between humanity and the seething supernatural realm on our doorstep.
But it didn't. In fact, my life has gone from bad to worse...and worse again.
Instead of providing answers, the Patrons only throw up more questions, confusion and lies, leaving me no closer to solving the twisty mystery surrounding my inability to die.
Of course, it hasn't all been doom and gloom. Hanging out with charismatic surgeon, Steven Nash, (have I mentioned his dazzling baby-blues? #swoon), and paranormal peacekeeper, Sonny Jones-he of the smoldering good-looks and pecs of steel-hasn't exactly been a struggle.
Now, if I could just stop all the werewolf attacks and solve the mystery of my new-found immortality, getting back to normal life would be sooooo much easier.-Cross My Werewolf Heart is the first book in a fast-paced, raucously funny, and wildly unpredictable trilogy featuring sassy Digital Content Manager, Clarissa Hunt, and set in the fantastical world of #fangsfurandfreaks
But, be warned, there's a juicy cliffhanger at the end and, just like potato chips, you won't be able to stop at just one!