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Four by Moonlight (coming Oct 15 from Class Act Books):
The Gatekeeper's Cottage:
Wringing her hands, she strode down the hall to the kitchen. She wasn’t hungry, but the long day stretched before her.
The housekeeper cornered her by the stainless steel fridge.
“You shouldn't have come back, Miss Meggie. Fievre Faire belongs to him now.”
She polished an apple on her jeans. “The plantation ghost? That’s nonsense.”
“Not a ghost.” Shadows delineated the old woman’s face.
“Ghosts don’t seduce a new bride out of her husband’s bed.”
Fear choked Meggie. She swallowed hard. Ridiculous. Marion might be guessing but she couldn’t know what had happened on the veranda. “No more old wives’ tales. It’s 1944. We’ll join the war against that devil Hitler. Mark my words.”
Marion stirred the simmering pot. “He won't leave you be. He died to have you.”
“What are you babbling about?”
“Yves was in love with you.”
“How dare you! Take that back right now.” Meggie grabbed the cleaver from the chopping block and severed the apple.
A vision of her brother leaning over her shoulder in the library, explaining the reasons for the French Revolution, blinded her. As he turned a page, his hand had brushed her breast.
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BLACK CAT BEAUTY, a Halloween Paranormal Erotic Romance ~Now being revised-expanded for re-release~
Chapter One:
Magickal Seduction By a Black Cat
"Bored." Sable tossed back her auburn waves of thigh-length hair, then sauntered inside the main ballroom of the privately owned gothic mansion.
"Flat." She wrinkled her nose and wished she could flip her own tail, instead of being stuck with the fake, listless cat tail of her costume. With casual flair, she set the champagne glass on the first passing tray, waiter attached, and kept on gliding into the main party area of the monstrous mansion.
Remembering not to pivot her ears in search of Yisbet's high-pitched signal, a keening sound beyond human hearing, Sable surveyed the Halloween crowd of black cats, and decided Halle Berry's version of Catwoman won out as the most favored costume—with the Eartha Kitt costumes coming in a close second. If it hadn't been for the fact that most of those present were humans encased in their second-skin black cat costumes, Sable would have felt right at home.
"Ooooh, Dracula black cat," she cooed to a tall man who was obviously gay. His gaze slobbered over the boy-toy waiter passing between them. Yet he grinned at her, his fake whiskers at odd angles on his artfully painted face.
Listening for Yisbet, her long-time friend and surveillance partner, Sable wove through the crowd of partying black cats. Given the night was still young, with midnight several hours away, those around her flirted in a *keep it trendy and shallow* manner.
"Felix, the cat," Sable teased with her tone. She tweaked the paunchy man's black fur cheek. He was one of the few guests with extra love handles showing on his short frame. Likely a producer invited to this celebrity shindig, she thought.
"Yeah, honey, you got some cat scratch fever for me?" he asked like Mel Brooks.
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HAPPY READING!
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~savannakougar.com~ and ~shapeshifterseduction.blogspot.com~
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