Strangers In The Night

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“So, what are you expecting me to believe here?” Even to his own ears, Jasper’s forced casualness sounded more forced than casual. “That you’re a… good werespider?”

The werespider was midway to taking another shot of tequila but drew it away from his lips at the last second, sparing himself the minor tragedy of coughing it up in the sudden burst of laughter that erupted from him. He had the sort of laugh that could fill a whole room, loud and pleasant, and a great deal less nasal than his heavy accent might have entailed.

“Good? Nah, man. Nah.” He composed himself long enough to throw back the shot and clap the empty glass down on the counter. “I’mma great werespider. Best in Brooklyn. New York. Whole state, even.”

Where there’s demons, there’s bound to be demon hunters and in Brooklyn there’s no shortage of either.

Jasper Craig is a hunter at New York’s secret St. James Academy, and he’s one of the best. With superior strength, agility, and a handy ability to sense demonic energy, it’s like he was born for the job. Since he was orphaned at a young age, his parents took the secret of what, exactly, he is to their graves. And if his adoptive father knows, he’s not telling.

Loyal to the cause of keeping the mortal world safe from the evils of demons, there isn’t anything Jasper wouldn’t do. So when his father and superior officer tells him to go undercover to trick a rare and dangerous werespider, Jasper agrees.

Crimson Apocalypse is one of New York’s oldest residents and the only known werespider in the north eastern United States. He’s the sort of guy who lives as fast as he talks and talks as fast as he drives, and if Jasper wants to get closer to the werespider he’s going to have to keep up.
But getting closer might be dangerous in more ways than one and what Jasper learns may not be what he expects.

Strangers in the Night is a tense, action-filled urban fantasy. A story of self-discovery in a world where things are not always what they seem and the lines between good and evil are hard to draw.

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