Q: What is A WICKED HALLOWEEN?
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A: A Wicked Halloween is a collection of stories ranging from novellas to novels, all based in Salem, Massachussetts. We wanted something fun to write for Halloween and since we're all paranormal authors, Salem seemed to fit the bill! Whether your cup of tea is vampires, witches, or werewolves, there's something in this set for everyone. And how perfect is it that there are thirteen stories?
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Q: Are the stories all connected?
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A: They aren't! Which is perfect! If you have a favorite author in this set, start with them before branching out into some new names. Each story is sure to entice you.
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Q: How will the book be made available?
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A: For the first two weeks or so, the book will be distrubuted through all vendors. So if you're an iBooks lover or Kobo, you'll be able to get this book! Afterward, it'll only be available through the Kindle Unlimited program.
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Q: Will the set be published permanently?
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A: No. The authors will eventually relaunch the books on their own with the individual covers you saw on the books page. Therefore, at some point after three months, the collection will be removed from all vendors and the stories sold independently

What a cool book!

I was beyond curious about this one. Wolf shifters? Dime a dozen. Sasquatch shifters? Nope, not a one I've ever read!

I enjoyed the characters of Ethan and Ruby, but I loved Ruby's friend, Claire. (She needs her own story with Jacob!) Claire was a spitfire in every sense of the word, and I got a kick out of her.

Lisa did an amazing job putting a unique spin on a very real question that hangs out there; Does Bigfoot exist? What if other mythical creatures also exist in a similar shape-shifter capacity? The Happy For Now ending definitely made me go "hmmm..."

***I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***

A friend indeed… excerpt: This is right before the big date!

Ruby finished the last paragraph of The Call of Cthulhu on her phone then reread it once more. She’d reread it each of the past three nights like she was cramming for finals. One passage stood out to her. “Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men.”

Right. The perfect romance-inspiring fiction to bond over. Clearly, they were a match made in Heaven.

Crap.

“Quit making that face,” Claire said, pulling up to the curb in front of the theater.

“I can’t. I’m nervous.”

“Then let me come with you, like I promised.”

Ruby shook her head then stuffed her phone into her tiny purse. “No. I can do this. It’s a public place. Look, there’s a line already. I’ll be fine.”

“At intermission, you go to the bathroom and text me an update. I want to know how it’s going. Text me again at eleven, when it’s over. I’ll come get you then or, if you want to go out for drinks or something, I’ll pick you up there. Do not get into a car with him, though. Do you understand?”

Ruby sighed. “Now you’re concerned?”

“Cautiously optimistic and 78 percent sure he’s not a serial killer.”

“That’s a much lower percentage than you stated earlier. You’re not helping.”

“I’m kidding.” Claire unlocked the car doors. “Promise about the texting. I’m fifteen minutes away. Don’t make me put your face on a milk carton. I’ll use the one I took after you pulled your stocking cap off after skiing at Snoqualmie.”

“That’s low.”

“These are serious times. The stakes are high.”