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Neither Hyde Nor Hair
(Lucy Westenra Book 1)
by H.P. Mallory & J.R. Rain

My name is Lucy Westenra. And I hunt monsters.

You might remember me—I was one of the first unfortunates turned by Dracula.

Well, the count might think he turned me, but I was saved by witch magic. Owing to an elixir created by high witch, Lissa Ravenwood, I’m mostly humam… as long as I take the elixir every three days.

But the vampire within me is always there in the background, threatening to turn me into a creature I detest. The count, Vlad, wants exactly that—for me to succumb to my darker side and return to him. He considers me his fledgling, his love, his creation.

I consider him a royal pain in my backside.

Regardless, I still need Vlad. Well, I need his help on a particularly difficult case…

Because I’m in control of my vampire side, and I’m stronger and faster than your average human, I work as a bounty hunter, specializing in apprehending things that go bump in the night. I guess it takes a monster to catch a monster.

And the case I’m on now is giving me apoplexy…

Students at Lissa’s witch academy are falling ill—clearly under the effects of Hyde, an illegal street drug. When another young woman’s mutilated body is found in an alley, I realize we’ve got a murderer on the loose. And I have a feeling the two cases are tied… I’m just not sure how or why.

As if that isn’t stress-inducing enough, the vampire council is in town, and that means I need Vlad’s protection. What I don’t need is his constant amorous attempts…

Sigh. It’s just another day in the unlife of Lucy Westenra, a girl who hunts monsters and hasn’t had a date in over a decade…

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Excerpt from Neither Hyde Nor Hair:

“Harvey Lawson, aged forty-eight, is a pyromancer and an exotic animal tamer,” Lock said in his monotone that made the teacher from ‘Ferris Bueller’s Day Off’ sound high-pitched. Bueller? Bueller? Sherlock?

I chuckled in spite of myself.

“Is something funny, Miss Westenra?” Lock barked. He didn’t like things that were funny.

“Um, no, I just… I got something stuck in my throat.”

“Ahem,” he grumbled. “As I was saying… Lawson specializes in black market phoenix egg trading.”

I took the corner slowly, fighting the urge to sprint. Barreling around corners with pyromancers on the loose was just asking to be turned into a briquette. My vampire sixth sense could feel dawn coming in only a few short hours. No, the early sun wouldn’t kill a vampire (if only life were so kind) but it would make my vampire-half sluggish. The human part of me
wanted to hurry too. I had an afternoon class to teach. The longer this stupid mission took, the less time I had to sleep.

“And that’s bad, right?” I asked, even though I wasn’t fully paying attention.

“Is what bad?”

“Whatever you said about black market something-or-other.”

He sighed. Really long and hard this time.

That’s what she said.

I really tried not to laugh. I really did. I even cleared my throat and made a choking sort of sound.

“As far as I can tell, you aren’t within the company of an extremely interesting blank wall, and yet you still aren’t able to pay attention,” he complained.

“Don’t know what to tell you, Lock.”

“Black market phoenix egg trading,” he repeated.

“Right.” I nodded. “Now that I am paying attention, I can answer my own question. Phoenixes equal bad news. California doesn’t need supernaturally induced wildfires on top of the ones we’ve already got.” Hey, might as well throw in a jumbo earthquake and ice that cake!

He made a thoughtful humming sound. “Indeed. Geothermal readings indicate Lawson is probably hiding in the sewer system three blocks east of your location.”

“The sewer?” I said, turning up my nose. “Bollocks!”

“Pyromancers run hotter than the ground around them.”

I almost responded, but then I remembered the part about Lawson hiding in the sewer and guess who was going to have to go down there, after him

Right—my dumbass. Double bollocks!

But back to straight-faced Sherlock… he had a computer system that would be the envy of any government agency. It was sort of scary just how much he knew… not only about Sacramento, but the rest of the state, as well. Half the reason he’d ever agreed to team up with me in the monster-hunting business was to test his skill and knowledge, using me as a semihuman guinea pig to further his understanding of the things he didn’t already know. And he wasn’t doing it for the money. Sherlock Holmes wasn’t hurting for cash. He didn’t need the five grand this hunt was worth. I, on the other hand, did.

“Gee, Lock. It’s so sexy when you go all Dark Knight on us.”

“Dark Knight?” Lock asked, clearly missing the comparison. I heard the distinct slurp of tea on the other end of the line. “Find the manhole cover and drop down into the first level. Lawson won’t risk a possible conflagration in the small space. He’d kill himself, as well as you.”

“So I’m risking my own life on the bet that Lawson won’t risk his?”


“Great. Just checking.”

Just because Sherlock was unswervingly logical, didn’t mean Lawson was. I’d have to make a detour into one of the surrounding buildings, just in case.



“Was there a fire extinguisher in that pack?”

“Of course.” He seemed offended I’d even asked. I could just see him primly puffing smoke rings into the air that read, “I told you so.”

“Ah crap-and-a-half,” I sighed. “You win. I’ll take the pack next time. But, listen to my words… Essentials only. I want it fifty pounds or less.”

“I shall see what I can do.”

It was then that I spotted a fire extinguisher bolted to the wall within one of the stores bordering the alley. Hmm… that would come in handy right about now…

Lock hung up without saying goodbye, leaving me on my own while I tracked a lunatic who could literally spit fire. Into the sewer. With rats. And piss and crap. And I’d chosen to wear my good shoes.

Sometimes this job really sucked the big one.

In, like, a really bad way.



Meet New York Times Bestselling Author
H.P. Mallory

From New York Times Bestselling Author, HP Mallory, and #1 Amazon bestselling author, JR Rain, comes the Lucy Westenra vampire series!

Interview with H.P. Mallory:

Q: Hi H.P. Introduce yourself.

HPM:  Hi Everyone!

I’m HP Mallory and I’ve been a full-time author since 2010. I’ve always written under the paranormal umbrella, but the subcategories differ from romance to adventure to mystery.

Recently, I paired up with my best friend, J.R. Rain, and we’ve been publishing new paranormal series!

Q: Why paranormal? What drew you to the genre?

HPM:  I’ve always loved the paranormal genre because I’ve always been fascinated with anything that goes bump in the dark. When I was little, I read every book about ghosts I could get my hands on and the Scary Stories and More Scary Stories boxed sets were always my favorites.

Q: For those who are new to your books, what is the story about?

HPM:  This newest series I’m here to talk about is co-authored with the fabulous, JR Rain, and it’s about Lucy Westenra, a vampire and bounty hunter. You might remember meeting Lucy in Bram Stoker’s Dracula—she was Mina Harker’s best friend and one of the first in the story to be turned into a vampire. Now Lucy is back along with Dracula, Dr. Jekyll and Sherlock Holmes!

Q: What is a typical writing day like for you? What inspires you?

HPM:  A typical writing day for me includes waking up early, lots of coffee and then I write until I reach my word count of 2500 words. Sometimes I’ll write even more if I’m in a flow.  Then I take a break for a little bit and come back to edit what I’ve just written.

Q: Where can our readers find you? (Social media, website, etc.)

HPM:  Readers can find out more about me on:

My website (where you can download 4 free ebooks!):

I’m also on Facebook:

Thanks for hanging out with us, H.P. Mallory! 


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