image purchased from CanStockThe paranormal, first of The Hemstreet Witches series, due out the end of May or first of June is not my first foray into the world of the unknown. In 2002, I wrote Sky Daughter, set in Idaho. The premise of it and the one that came out in 2014, Diablo Canyon, is that we don't know all that is on earth.
The following is an excerpt from Diablo Canyon when humans come up against something they aren't prepared to admit exists, let alone know how to fight.
The obstacle in the middle of the road at first made no sense to her. It was at the turnoff to the ranch and looked like an enormous bear, a bear with only a few patches of fur. There had been stories from her childhood of a naked bear monster. The stories connected to Devil’s Tower where a huge, almost mystical bear’s claws had formed the grooves in the tower.
She braked the truck to a standstill, sure what was coming toward her had to be her imagination. She blinked hard. It didn’t go away. It was now only about twenty feet from her truck. She couldn’t back up fast enough to avoid it and sat praying it was a mirage.
Then she saw the dust from their road and knew the truck, driving recklessly fast, had to be Pace. She couldn’t let that bear attack him. She blared her horn, to alert Pace to what she was seeing.
He had to have seen it, but he kept coming without any attempt to brake until he careened right into the bear, sending it sprawling and causing his own truck to slam to an abrupt stop. Pace leaped out, with the 30.06 up to his shoulder, as he shot the bear. It didn’t drop.
“God,” she screamed, “please not him, don’t take him.”
It was then she became aware another vehicle had come to an abrupt halt and a beautiful woman was running toward the bear. Was she out of her mind? The woman was screaming something she couldn’t understand, but the bear responded by turning toward her.
The woman leaped in the air, faster and higher than any human should have been able and slammed out with her right leg, hard against the side of the bear’s head causing it to stagger back. The bear turned toward the woman as she danced away smiling and again landed a kick to the bear’s head.
Myra saw what she was trying to do. She was drawing it away from her and Pace-- proving an annoyance-- if she wasn’t actually hurting it. It danced up onto its hind feet, batting at her. She nimbly avoided its paws as she landed another hard kick. Nothing could be real. It had to be an aberration, only it wasn’t.
A fourth vehicle slammed to a halt, with a man leaping out. Dirk Langston threw a rifle to his shoulder. “Girl, get away from it!” he yelled. The woman looked toward him, and this time leaped away from the bear.
Dirk began firing as she realized Pace was again doing. The bear yowled with pain, dropping to all fours. It seemed confused as to whom it should attack. Turning from enemy to enemy, more bullets struck it. Slowly it collapsed to the roadway and lay in a heap that seemed to dissolve before her eyes.
Myra got out of her truck running to Pace. A wave of gratitude surged through her-- so strong, she nearly fainted as she saw him stalking toward her, strong and not harmed. In an instant, he had her in his arms. “Are you all right?” he asked as she tightened her arms around him.
Not letting go of her, he turned to look at Dirk. "What the hell was that?"