Exclusive Excerpt: Hollywood Witch Hunter by Valerie Tejeda

Today, Valerie Tejeda releases her exciting debut novel, a young adult paranormal story entitled Hollywood Witch Hunter. This fun, satiric, action-packed romance features a 16-year-old witch hunter who tries to prevent chaos from reigning in Hollywood. I’m so excited to exclusively share a sneak peek into the novel!

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Synopsis

From the moment she first learned the truth about witches…she knew she was born to fight them.

Now, at sixteen, Iris is the lone girl on the Witch Hunters Special Ops Team.

But when Iris meets a boy named Arlo, he might just be the key to preventing an evil uprising in Southern California.

Together they’re ready to protect the human race at all costs. Because that’s what witch hunters do.

Welcome to Hollywood.

Excerpt

As Levana walked away Iris scanned the room, instinctively searching for witches, or any humans with concealed weapons. She couldn’t help but stay in Hunter mode, even though she was supposedly there to have a good time. It was ingrained in her.

Then, she saw him.

Silos.

Iris’s stomach flipped as he walked toward her. His blue eyes glimmered against the blinding strobe lights. He moved with his usual suaveness, looking effortlessly cool with each sexy step. Iris’s face brightened.

“Why do I have a feeling this is not a coincidence we’re at this same club at the same time.” Iris was trying to hide her smile, but she couldn’t. She was glad Silos was with her, though she’d never admit it to him.

“It’s not,” he said flirtatiously. “I knew you were going to be here.” A sly smirk spread across his face, making him look even more irresistible.

“God.” She gulped, trying to ignore his attractive accent. “You’re so creepy.” She was only half-serious. Although she was curious how he knew she’d be at this club.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it,” he played back. She gleamed, pursing her lips tightly together.

“What did I miss?” Levana said, interrupting their conversation. She was holding two tequila shots with wedges of lime and had the hugest of smiles plastered across her face.

“Oh my God. Who are you?” Levana said, gazing at Silos with wide eyes. “I’m Levana, by the way.”

“Silos,” he answered quickly.

“Well, cheerio then,” she chuckled. Levana smiled at Iris and tugged at her arm. “I can take a hint.” She turned to walk away. “Here,” she whispered in Iris’s ear and handed her the tequila shot. “Have some fun for once in your freaking life.”

Iris stared at the shot of liquor in her hands and without thinking, closed her eyes and threw it back. It burned like fire all the way down to her stomach.

“Whoa,” she coughed.

Silos smiled. “So, Iris.” He grabbed her hand. “Shall we?”

The music, the lights, the people . . . all of it slowly faded as she stared into Silos’s eyes. She wasn’t sure what she was doing, but her gut told her to take a chance.

“Okay,” she said. “One dance.”

She danced. She drank. She forgot about Arlo hooking up with a witch in her family’s car. Things were starting to look up. The entire night was turning into one big blur.

Iris had no idea how long she’d been at the club or even where Levana was at the moment. And the whole Levana thing was quite confusing. Were they friends now? Enemies? Frenemies? But she had to admit partying with Levana was fun, actually more like invigorating.

And Silos: the super-hot guy whose hands had been all over her the entire night. She didn’t even know she was capable of dancing like that—grinding her hips, rolling her stomach, waving her arms in the air. But with Silos, it just happened. For once she was simply living in the moment. And it felt good.

“Hey,” Iris yelled over the music. “I’ll be right back. I just got to use the bathroom real quick.”

“Don’t be too long, love,” he said, grabbing her hand. Iris shivered as she started to walk away.

“I won’t.”

Love. She adored that he called her that. She couldn’t help but smile as she moved toward the restroom. Since when had Iris done something so daring that didn’t involve killing witches? She was a ruthless, fearless Hunter in the field, but in her real life, not so much.

To Iris’s surprise the bathroom was completely empty. She took the opportunity to freshen up and catch her breath. She looked in the mirror and the unfamiliar girl staring back nearly made her jump. She didn’t look like herself. Her hair was tousled and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.

She splashed some water on her face and inhaled one more deep breath, preparing to walk out the door.

She gasped.

“Silos? What are you doing in here?”

Without speaking he slowly reached up and caressed her face, tracing his fingers down her jawline.

“I . . . um,” she stuttered. “What are you doing?” Her legs quivered.

“Shhh,” Silos said as he hushed her, pressing his finger against her lips.

He grabbed the back of Iris’s neck with a firm grip and drew her close. Their noses touched ever so lightly and an explosion of delight coursed through her body.

Silos stroked her cheeks as he gently pressed his lips to hers. His breath was warm and his mouth was smooth as honey. The air caught in her throat as chills ran down her neck and rippled down her spine. Iris pulled away, but not far.

Iris stared into his blue eyes, as icy as the morning after a snowstorm. She knew this was probably one of the stupidest things she’d ever done, and would possibly even be a catastrophic regret, but for some reason she didn’t care. She wanted Silos. All of him.

Silos wrapped a hand around her hips and pressed their bodies together. He moved in for another kiss; this time Iris didn’t pull back.

He stroked his tongue along her lips before opening his mouth and inviting hers in. He tasted like cinnamon with a hint of sugar and a pinch of salt. His hands moved from her waist to her thighs. Iris moaned softly. He pressed her hard against the wall, pinning her hands above her head, and slid his lips down her neck. She arched back in ecstasy as he knotted his fingers in her hair.

She freed herself from his grasp, reaching for his toned arms and digging her nails into his skin. The ground beneath her feet spun like a top as Silos effortlessly lifted her onto the countertop.

Iris wrapped her legs around Silos’s waist. He grinned as he slipped his hands down her hips and clung to her tighter, finding her mouth once again.

There was nothing in the world except for this moment, nothing in the world except for this feeling. Everything else, every other worry, faded to black.

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