With Honor Intact (Tales from the Virtue Inn, Book 2) by Cat Amesbury

Release date: April 22, 2015

Subgenre: Urban fantasy, folk tales

About With Honor Intact:

When the Cat's away...

Honor Desry hadn't applied to be the Innkeeper of a sentient Inn with magical guests, but her sisters and her right-hand fox-man are making the job a lot sweeter. Unfortunately, the supreme Cat God has disappeared on Honor's watch, and Honor's old life is about to interfere with her new life in a major way.

The Naked Glassblowers Association has booked a holiday vacation at the Virtue Inn, and Honor's old boss and his partner are coming along to chaperone. Honor needs to find the Cat, keep the strange guests away from the supernatural guests, and somehow hold family and mind together.

But the Virtue Inn hasn't revealed all of its secrets and Honor will need to summon every last piece of her courage and cunning to save the day With Honor Intact.

Warning: Contains violence, profanity, innuendo, and homicidal cardigans.

Excerpt:

 

There were days when Honor missed her previous job wrangling naked Glassblowers and artisans as a general manager/accountant for a high-end art gallery.

There were days when Honor missed tax season.

There were also days when there wasn’t enough coffee in the universe.

 “How,” said Honor Desry, “does a house-sized cat disappear?”

A human-sized cat in a three-piece suit should have looked ridiculous. The High Priest of Baz looked intimidating as his whiskers sizzled in agitation. 

“It’s your Inn,” he hissed, tail fluffed to twice its normal width. “It has stolen her Godliness.”

To be honest, if the Inn had figured out some way to temporarily hide Her Godliness, patron deity of cats, Honor really wouldn’t have blamed it.

Honor half-wished it had found a way to disappear the High Priest, too.

“Are you accusing the Innkeeper of harming her honored Guest?”

While Honor normally appreciated Kay’s help, she wasn’t sure that sprouting five inch long claws from his fingers was going to soothe the situation.

Even as she was thinking of the words to take down the tension, she couldn’t help admiring Kay’s immaculate butler outfit and equally immaculate long, red hair. Honor had long since resigned herself to the impossibility of her attraction to him, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t look.

Unfortunately, she had forgotten that someone else was watching her.

The High Priest of Baz sniffed, most of the tension mysteriously leaving his body. “Your mating rituals are ridiculous. Mount him and be done with it. I will forgive your lack of attention.”

To Honor’s increasing horror and embarrassment, the High Priest’s squashed, furry face gave Honor a sympathetic look. “I understand the drive, but work out your yowling and get back to the most important business.”

Here he straightened, front paws behind his back.

“Which would be me.”

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About Cat Amesbury:

Cat Amesbury has lived in both the small town and the big city, but knows that all the best mysteries are hidden where you least expect them. Her thoughts and stories are drawn from a lifetime of looking underneath the rocks and inside the trees rather than where she was actually going.

Cat loves to talk to readers, either about her stories or about any of the things that she does that inspire her stories. Please feel free to contact her at her e-mail.

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