Book 1 of The Walker Papers
Language: English
Adult Contemporary Demoniac possession Fantasy Fantasy - Contemporary Fiction Fiction - Fantasy General Guides (Spiritualism) Mystery Mystery & Detectives Paranormal Policewomen Romance Romance - Fantasy Science Fiction Science Fiction And Fantasy Seattle (Wash.) Speculative Fiction Supernatural Women Sleuths Women shamans
Publisher: Luna
Published: Jan 1, 2005
Description:
Joanne Walker has no use for the mystical, and up until this morning, the mystical had no use for her.
But an ancient god has reared his head, and the all-too-real riders of the mythical Wild Hunt are menacing the streets of Seattle. Caught in the middle of an age-old grudge, Joanne is forced to choose between accepting an unexpected magical heritage and facing this immortal enemy, or...dying.
(Look, nobody said it was a good choice.)
Guided by a cryptic coyote who visits her dreams and armed with magic she doesn't know how to use, Joanne is befriended by a nosy cab driver who wants to tag along for the adventure as she hangs on to the desperate hope that she might survive the next few days.
Joanne's journey from police department mechanic to urban shaman begins here...whether she likes it or not!
Joanne Walker has three days to learn to use her shamanic powers and save the world from the unleashed Wild Hunt.
No worries. No pressure. Never mind the lack of sleep, the perplexing new talent for healing herself from fatal wounds, or the cryptic, talking coyote who appears in her dreams.
And if all that's not bad enough, in the three years Joanne's been a cop, she's never seen a dead body—but she's just come across her second in three days.
It's been a bitch of a week.
And it isn't over yet.
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Joanne Walker has three days to learn to use her shamanic powers and save the world from the unleashed Wild Hunt.
No worries. No pressure. Never mind the lack of sleep, the perplexing new talent for healing herself from fatal wounds, or the cryptic, talking coyote who appears in her dreams.
And if all that's not bad enough, in the three years Joanne's been a cop, she's never seen a dead body—but she's just come across her second in three days.
It's been a bitch of a week.
And it isn't over yet.
**