Somehow, the disappearance of a teenage mafia princess seems to tie in to it all. Hot on the trail, Dakota is lead into the mysterious world of Changelings, a counterculture who likes to pretend they are were-creatures. It’s all fun and games, until someone loses their heart—pulled still beating from their chest. It all leads to a Halloween masquerade at Kama Luna, a nightclub for the things that go bump in the night. Ready to face a wicked witch of the Amazon and her whip-wielding consort, Dakota ties on her mask and straps on her guns. She’ll show these beasties how she earned the name Cazadora, or die trying.
About the Author:
Long ago, a gypsy read Julia’s palm and told her, “You better write this all down.” Ok, so it was an extremely intuitive teacher dressed as a Gypsy at a Halloween party, but the advice still stuck. Julia has been writing, writing, writing ever since.
Julia lives in the countryside near Saint Louis with her beloved husband and an ever growing zoo of winged and furred wards. She holds a Bachelor’s of Fine Art and has traveled the world extensively. For all her rambles, Santa Fe, NM still retains the crown as her favorite dot on the map.