V.S. Morgan Talks Fairy Tales and Hunter's Mark

Author V.S. Morgan joins me today to answer some questions. She's at the top of the Amazon GBLT short reads bestsellers list with this terrific book. There's also a blurb and excerpt from Hunter's Mark, and a giveaway!

 

Hunter's Mark

Where did the idea for Hunter’s Mark originate? I was assigned the Grimm tale The Skillful Huntsman for the Beyond Fairytales line. I folded some of its elements into my own story. I also took some inspiration from one of my favorite older movies, The Replacement Killers.

Favorite line/quote from current work? I’m early into writing a sequel to Hunter’s Mark. The working title is Rex’s Mate. Here’s an unedited snippet:

His righteous indignation diminished slightly when he was suddenly faced with the business end of Hunter’s Glock. Maybe he needed to rethink how soft the former assassin had gotten.

His friend lowered the gun and glared at Rex.

“What the fuck, dude!” He stood with his hands planted on his hips, more confident now a gun wasn’t pointed at his face.

Casey sat up and rubbed his eyes, his hair standing on end. “What’s the naked, crazy man yelling about?”

Casey giggled as Hunter covered his eyes. Shifters weren’t prudes, but Hunter was one possessive fuck now that he had a mate. “What’s your damage, Rex? And go put some clothes on. My mate doesn’t need to see your man bits.”

Coffee, tea, or something else? Coffee

For fun: You’ve been asked to speak at a charity fundraiser. What is the charity, and what is the topic you speak about? The Trevor Project. It’s so important for GLBTQ youth know they have someone to talk to if they’re feeling suicidal. This is a wonderful group. I donate monthly, but would love to be more involved.

You must take on a celebrity as a houseguest for Thanksgiving. Who is it, and why is that the person you chose? Joss Whedon. He is very funny and talented. I think he’d have great stories to share.

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Blurb

Artist Casey Smith lives a quiet life, under the radar of his enemies, until one fateful night he loses control and the astonishing image of a wolf racing down a suburban street splashes all over social media.

Hunter’s bullet never misses its target. The assassin seeks out and kills his prey with a clear conscience by following two simple rules: 1) Don’t kill innocents 2) Don’t kill shifters. 

Realizing his latest assignment violates those rules, the hunter activates Princess Protocol and the assassin becomes the protector. Red hot attraction flares between the hit man and his former target. Can Hunter resist the sweet shifter in his care?

 

Excerpt

He stepped closer to Casey’s stall but stumbled over something small and furry. The toe of one Birkenstock caught on a clump of grass as he attempted not to trample the little beast, and he ass-planted with said beast jumping onto his chest to give him a broad doggie smile.

His buddy laughed piss-your-pants-hard in his ear. Fuck a duck.

“Miss Priscilla!”

The target he’d worked so hard to observe remotely sank to the ground between his sprawled-out legs, peeling the tiny hairball off his chest and setting it on the ground.

“I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

Big blue eyes fringed with long, pale lashes scanned his body while strong yet gentle hands moved over his ankles and legs, searching for an injury. Oh, a toucher. His wolf basked in the tactile attention. His breath hitched as those hands glided past his knees and skimmed his thighs.

Damn, he needed to get laid after this assignment.

“Oh, my, what a li’l sweetie. Look at those freckles! I wonder if he’s got them everywhere. I’d like to lick them,” Rex crowed in his ear.

He growled.

The other man chortled. “Possessive, much?”

He inhaled deeply, only to be slammed with the force of a Mack truck. Strawberries on a warm summer’s day and fresh-cut grass—shit, his target smelled delicious. He took another breath, and his brain reeled. He’s a wolf shifter, too? Fuck.

Casey’s brows furrowed. “Where are you hurt?”

He forced a smile. “I’m fine. No worries.”

Casey returned the smile, his wide and high beam combined with sparkling eyes. Hunter stared as warmth wrapped around him like a blanket. He had no ammo against such a happy, open expression. The guy freaking glowed.

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