Going Under, the first book in the Something in the Water series, arrives Tuesday, September 5!

 

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Chapter 14: Bump in the Night [Slapshot!]

Chapter 14: Bump in the Night [Slapshot!]

Luke was still flushed, his hair still wet from the post-game shower, when he breezed back into the condo, fresh off the Game 4 win. His euphoria was almost palpable as he flitted about, gathering up his things for the early morning flight back to Pittsburgh. The Stars had momentum with them now; the tide seemed to have turned as they won two in a row, while the Rockets had now dropped two in in a row. But tides turned easily in hockey, and they were heading back to the Rockets’ home ice.

Chapter 9: Sidelined [Slapshot!]

Chapter 9: Sidelined [Slapshot!]

Luke hated needing to watch the second match on television. Of course, he couldn’t stand not watching it either, but he cringed every time a Rocket got hold of the puck or near the net, hid his face in the arm of the couch every time the Stars lost a face-off. He tore at his hair when Sebby made a bonehead move, leading to a penalty, leading to a goal with just seconds left in the first. Now they were one down and starting the second on a penalty kill. That was scarcely an ideal way to win the game. And they needed the win badly—the sportscasters were loudly proclaiming that the Stars were 1–5 when they got into a two-game hole during playoffs throughout their franchise history. Which, granted, wasn’t a very long or illustrious history, and stats didn’t mean much—none of the players from those teams were with the Stars now, almost all of them retired—but it was something to tell people and the more they said it, the more it sounded like fact. If the Stars went down two, they would lose the series.
Chapter IV: The Imposter [Foxtrot]

Chapter IV: The Imposter [Foxtrot]

Zuru has never been one for transformation arts. It is a talent unique to demons, and one that is especially favored by the Kitsune no Youkai. Zuru, however, is an oddity among his kind, for the simple reason that he has never been quite adept at using the transformation skills he inherited from his ancestors.

The ease with which he transitions from one form to another now is simply due to practice: He slides from his natural state to the state of red fox many times most days, and he practices blending in with other items in the forest on a regular basis.

Chapter 8: Losing Streak [Slapshot!]

Chapter 8: Losing Streak [Slapshot!]

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They lost. Badly. Horribly. Penalty after penalty, shot after shot. The Rockets kept them fairly hemmed into their own zone; they scarcely played any time in the opposite end. Six-nothing wasn’t even a respectable effort. It was laughable. How had they made it to the playoffs again? What a joke, what a laugh. Luke could already see the headlines in tomorrow’s papers in DC, plastered across ESPN and the internet. He could almost taste the disappointment and bitterness of fans.

Chapter 7: Steel City [Slapshot!]

Chapter 7: Steel City [Slapshot!]

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Tuesday morning dawned too early. Luke laid silently in bed for a few moments more, staring up at the ceiling. The bed beside him was empty, cold. He wondered why Mason was even up. It wasn’t like he had practice. Wasn’t like he had a game. Wasn’t like he had anywhere to go or anyone to see or an angry coach to face.

Luke pinched the bridge of his nose. He hadn’t even called in sick the last couple of days. He’d completely fallen off the radar. He knew he had a ton of messages about his absence—his phone hadn’t stopped flashing in about thirty-six hours. He had voicemail from the front office, from Q, from the GM, from just about everyone in the organization. He had texts from his teammates, some of them increasingly irate or concerned.