Hello. My name is Seeker and I’m happy to
answer your questions today.
How did you
first meet your writer?
I met my writer while on a job in
San Diego. We were trying to track down a young telepath who was giving us some
trouble. We did have to sedate her, but I took care of it.
Did you ever
think that your life would end up being in a book?
If you would have asked me a few
months ago, I would have said no, but now that the secret about telepaths is
out, the world needs to know what happened in the PIT (Psychic Intelligence
Team).
What are
your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?
There’s some off the wall action in
my book. Some gun play and hand to hand
combat. I did run my car into some jerk, unfortunately he survived.
Did you have
a hard time convincing your author to write any particular scenes for you?
The end of the book was pretty hard.
I don’t really want to talk about it, but let’s just say I would do anything
for my fellow telepaths.
What do you
like to do when you are not being actively read somewhere?
I love to be out in nature. Hiking,
fishing, and camping. With all the noise seeping into my head from people
around me, I love to go where there are a limited amount of voices to bother
me.
If you could
rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?
I wouldn’t change anything. My life
has been spent helping telepaths find a safe haven. I don’t regret the
decisions that I’ve made that lead me to this place. If I had to I would do it
all over again.
What do you do for a
living?
I
work for the PIT (Psychic Intelligence Team) a subsidiary of the FBI. We track
down rogue telepaths, or use our gifts to assist the FBI in tracking down
fugitives.
What are you
proudest of?
Saving Hunter from Talon. She didn’t
deserve to be discarded like she was. She’s a good kid and will become a valued
member of the PIT someday.
What do you
find most appealing in men/women?
I like my women sure of themselves
and strong. They need to be able to take care of themselves when the poo hits
the wall.
Would you ever use a voodoo doll to hurt anyone?
I don’t need too, I can read
their mind. Can you imagine what I can find in there?
How do you react when people sing “Happy Birthday” to you in a restaurant?
I tend to know when people are
planning on singing me Happy Birthday, which helps in avoiding awkward
situations.
Have you ever gone alone to either dinner or a movie? What about a
vacation?
Doing things alone is one of my
favorite things to do. I have plenty of company in my head.
Thanks again for visiting
with us today !!!!
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Hunter
by Sarai
Henderson
Urban
Fantasy/Paranormal/Suspense
Evernight
Teen / 56K
Sixteen-year-old Hunter belongs to
the Telepathic Alliance for the Latent or Newly manifested, otherwise known as
Talon, a bounty hunter community known for their ruthless tactics. Her latest
mission in San Diego was supposed to be a piece of cake, but when the job takes
a treacherous and deadly turn, not even her telepathic abilities could have
warned her of the dangers lurking around the corner.
There is only one place for Hunter to
go, and that is straight into the hands of the government and their Psychic
Intelligence Team, but even the “normal” world isn’t safe. With each passing
hour throwing her deeper into the game of life and death, Hunter must decide
who to trust before this mission becomes her last.
Excerpt:
14+ due to adult situations
I pulled my
hood up over my head as the rain began to pour from the skies and bounce off
the sidewalk in a serene rhythm. My hands were shaking from the adrenaline that
surged through my body. The hunt never got old. “All right, Bear. I’m in
pursuit of the mark. Get ready.”
“About time,
slow poke.” He chuckled to himself, but I wasn’t amused. Dawn had put me in a
bad mood and it would take a while for it to wear off. If only he was close
enough to punch, maybe I would feel better.
The sidewalk
turned a corner sending me into a crowded marketplace where the people bumped
shoulders more often than not. The smell of fish hit me like a ton of bricks
making me crinkle my nose in disgust. There was nothing I hated more than
seafood. Well, maybe large cities with all the loud voices in my head, but fish
was a close second.
I dug my
hands deep into my jeans pockets to keep them from shaking. Anxiety from
listening to the varied streams of consciousness coursed through my body. I had
to concentrate.
Dawn’s
presence was moving closer through the crowd, I could feel it. Her thoughts
told me that she didn’t like fish much either but this was where her contact
had told her to meet him. My heart skipped a beat with the mention of another
person around, possibly a telepath. Great, we didn’t have much time.
“Bear,” I
shouted into the com. “She’s here to meet someone and it sounds like they’re
going to send her into hiding. I need you close by. This is happening now.”
About our Author:
Sarai
Henderson is a retired ballerina from Oregon City, Oregon, where she
spends most her time chasing down her three rambunctious boys and writing on
her lunch break at work. She enjoys DIY projects, Photography and writing on
her blog about life as a mother of an autistic son.
Social media links:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorSarai/
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/udjb1984/
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/exballerina/?hl=en
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