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Overview: USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author Sam Cheever writes mystery and suspense, creating stories that draw you in and keep you eagerly turning pages. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Sam is the award-winning author of 100+ books.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Book #1 – One Bounce Away from Crazy
I always knew my shoe obsession would be the death of me. But I never guessed that murder would be involved.
My name is Raelynn Kitt. My friends call me Rae. My ex calls me Kitten, which is only one of the many reasons he’s my ex. But that’s not important. I have a confession to make.
I’m Rae, and I’m a shoe-aholic.
There are no church basement support groups for my addiction. No first-year chips to mark my progress in kicking my habit. Which wouldn’t matter anyway since I haven’t conquered it.
Not even close.
In fact, I blame my addiction for the recent chaotic turn of events in my life. Yeah, Karma is a jerk, and she just took a chunk out of my backside. All because I couldn’t walk past that cute little shoe store on the corner of Main and Fetter. That was where a woman popped out of nowhere and died at my feet. Where the last words out of her mouth were to call me a Traveler. Hm.
Then there’s Justice. Not a legal concept, but a man who makes my heart stop for good and bad reasons. He thinks I’m a Traveler too. We’re not talking about packing a suitcase to go to the beach type of traveling. Oh no. His kind of traveling involves monsters and visions. I don’t like his kind of traveling. But it’s starting to look like I don’t have a choice in the matter. Am I a Traveler? Dancing goddess in yoga pants, I hope not.
Dang that cute little shoe store.
Book #2 – A Bounce Before I Die
Villains, Annoying Assistants, and Monsters…Oh My!
My best friend had nothing to do with bouncing or monsters until something went terribly wrong in my new job. Suddenly she’s missing, and the rumor is that a nest of monsters might have her. Those monsters are about to meet their match. I’m going to go medieval on their furry butts. If only I can figure out how to control my bouncing magic for five solid minutes.
I just hope Molly will forgive me for bringing her assistant Rog along on the rescue mission. The man has taken annoyingto levels heretofore unknown. Believe me, I’ve tried to shake him. But he’s like a giant octopus with a thousand tentacles. He insists he needs to go with me on the rescue. Unfortunately, the man has even less sense than he has magic. And he has zero magic.
Something tells me this is going to go badly.
Book #3 – Bouncing Toward Ignominy
I was finally going to be able to stay on Earth to do a job. Joy of joys. No endless water dimension. No realm filled with slavering monsters. No dimension with deadly winds. It was going to be a piece of cake. Yep. I’m an idiot.
Ghouls. I was ready for them. Or so I thought. Justice and I had been working hard on my magical skills. The borders between dimensions had been quiet for almost a month. And I’d even managed to work my regular part-time gig at The Muddle, helping my best friend keep the human-type boogies at bay. But alas, the sanity was destined to end. And so was my naïve notion that working within my own dimension for a change was going to be familiar and easy. I’m such a putz. But then, what would you expect from a traveler who doesn’t know how to travel?
Book #4 – One Bad Bounce and You’re Toast
I’d really been looking forward to a night on the town, showing the sexy Justice why Fort Walton, Indiana was known as the Paris of the Midwest. Okay, not really, but he doesn’t know that. Wink, wink. Unfortunately, instead of my sexy new over-the-knee boots, I’m wearing clunky work boots, and slogging through mud in search of patient zero for a new contagion. Good times.
My name is Raelene Kitt. My friends call me Rae. Not Kit Kat or Kitten, despite what my ex-husband told the local newspaper. Bless his heart. I’m a traveler. Not the suitcase-bearing, sunscreen-wearing, snotty-hotel-clerk-glaring kind of traveler. I chase interdimensional boundary breakers and bring them to justice. I’ve been told I’m competent at my job.
Competent.
I’m going to need to raise that bar a bit if I’m going to survive a rogue virus, crazy aliens, my daughter’s sudden interest in my work, a hostile mayor, a randy governor, and a goofy Hellhound who’s decided I’m his favorite pet. Sigh. All I wanted was a night out on the town with Justice.
Instead, I’ve been charged with finding Justice for all. I’m seriously toast.
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