Vampire Huntress Chronicles

Hunting vampires is her legacy. Detective Rainey Astor walks a dangerous line between the human and supernatural worlds. As a vampire hunter, she's a formidable opponent, having killed hundreds of their kind. Yet, when her latest foray into the supernatural world goes terribly wrong, she finds herself rescued by the very creature she's vowed to kill.

I’m in love with the man who murdered me. Love story for the ages, right? You know, you’d think spending two years trapped between the living and the dead would have given me a chance to reconsider the life choices that led to my untimely demise. Apparently I’m a glutton for punishment, though, because the moment I see him, I know staying away is not a possibility. But see, loving the man who ripped my throat out is not my only problem. It's not even my biggest one. I'm cursed. Condemned. Doomed. And did I mention I’m being hunted? 

Detective Rainey Astor walks a dangerous line between the human and supernatural worlds. As a vampire hunter, she's a formidable opponent, having killed hundreds of their kind. Yet, when her latest foray into the supernatural world goes terribly wrong, she finds herself rescued by the very creature she's vowed to kill. Elijah Hawthorne is unlike any vampire Rainey has ever met. His sexy-as-hell exterior hides a tortured soul seeking redemption. Rainey knows she should avoid him at all costs, but fate has other plans. 

Detective Rainey Astor has run headfirst into danger for as long as she can remember. Her trip to Salem was no different, and although she and Elijah are back in Billings, nothing could have prepared them for the repercussions they will face upon their return home. Determined to get back to normal despite the fact that everything's changed, Rainey dives back into work at the same time bodies of dead witches start popping up all over town. Their ritualistic style murders scream sacrifice, but there's something darker at work.

She is in hell. Trapped in the shadows, Rainey is unable to do much more than watch while her entire life is destroyed. While the Original Witch's plan continues to fall perfectly in place, it's up to Elijah to put it all on the line and save his hunter. Or die trying.

I’m in love with the man who murdered me. Love story for the ages, right? Wrong. You know, you’d think spending two years trapped between the living and the dead would have given me a chance to reconsider the life choices that led to my untimely demise. Apparently I’m glutton for punishment, though, because the moment I see him, I know staying away is not a possibility. Unhealthy? Most definitely. But see, loving the man who ripped my throat out is not my only problem. It's not even my biggest one. I'm cursed. Condemned. Doomed. And did I mention I’m being hunted?

Who would have thought life would be more manageable as a member of the departed? Yet here I am, a breathing bull's-eye for an ancient witch determined to rip my world apart until she gets what she believes to be hers. Then there's the man I really, really shouldn't want but can't get enough of, the handsome fae who's promised to stay by my side, and the sister who's still pissed I didn't come to her for help. Complicated? Hah. That's the understatement of this lifetime.

I killed him. My life ended as I watched the light fade from Cole's eyes, my hands covered in his blood. People have always said that something snaps when you lose a piece of your soul. But I couldn't have possibly prepared for the darkness that would take root in the new vacancy. Heartbroken, I turn to the only other person willing to do anything to bring Lucy to her knees.