God Trials (WereWitch Book 7)
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Note from Renée
October 9, 2020
You made it! Here we are at the end of book 7. Thank you so much for reading this far.
Well, hasn’t this been a week? More hurricanes, Covid in the highest officials of the land, and earthquakes in Arkansas. What else will this year bring?
For me, it’s going to bring an inflatable hot tub, so I have been perusing the “Best Of” articles on the internet. I have it nailed down now, but it will take a while to get the pavers laid to put it on and the electricity to the right place and such.
While I was contemplating getting a hot tub, I remembered visiting some friends years ago in the hills above Sausalito, California. They were house-sitting at a very fancy mansion overlooking the ocean, and they had a side porch with a hot tub off it. The owner fed the raccoons in the area, and my friends had to put dog chow out every night for them. Two in particular came by nightly, and my friends called them Betsy and Gigantor. If they didn’t get that chow out by 7pm, Betsy hung off the door handle on the patio and growled. Very disturbing.
How does that lead to hot tubs? Well, we decided to use the house’s tub one night, and we went out and checked it during the day. The cover was locked down securely, and there were some golf clubs nearby, which puzzled us. I mean, the cover we understood because animals could push it off. We just figured the owner had left his golf clubs out there.
That night, we discovered their purpose. We went out to watch the Perseid meteor shower from the tub, taking our wine and nibbles. After about ten minutes of getting ourselves settled, we got into some serious meteor-watching.
Then growls came from all sides of us.
What seemed like hundreds of eyes glared at us from the darkness, and three bold raccoons advanced and lunged at us as we sat in the hot tub. The golf clubs were there for brandishing at the raccoons! We had neatly stacked them to one side, but my friend finally got his hands on one (I think it was a nine-iron) and, as he wielded it like a sword in a bad movie to keep them off us, we fled. The next morning, we retrieved the (empty) dishes and glasses. Hope the raccoons liked the wine and cheese!
I always thank my advance readers and the proofreader team, the ones who read my stories after they are edited. They help make this book (and every book) its best. Couldn’t do it without you, folks! Much appreciated!
I hope you enjoyed Bailey’s and Boland’s further adventures. They will be back. And if you get a moment, drop me a review, please. Those are the lifeblood of any writer. We appreciate you!
Until next time,
Renée
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Thanks to my early readers, you rock!
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Books from Renée
The WereWitch Series
Bad Attitude (Book One)
A Bit Aggressive (Book Two)
Too Much Magic (Book Three)
Were War (Book Four)
Were Rages (Book Five)
God Ender (Book Six)
God Trials (Book Seven)
Coming Soon
The Troll Solution (Book Eight)
Winner Takes All (Book Nine)
Callie Hart Series
Thin Ice (Book One)
Cold Blood (Book Two)
Feelings Run Deep (Book Three)