#MFRWHooks…Taking a leap… off a short cliff

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This week I’m sharing from in my soon to be released paranormal – The Shifter’s Queen, book 1 in the Blue Star Legacy.

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Horror filled him as her intention registered. He cursed, as he rushed to close the distance between them. Quetin had been clear, Emma needed to be alive. 

His stomach rolled as he watched the leopard glided through the air and fall from sight. He stood on the overhang, looking down at the dark pool of water. The moss was spongy under the pads of his paws as he waited for her broken body to surface. But the pond’s surface remained smooth.

Jackson snarled and flicked his tail as he considered jumping in after her. Impatiently, he paced along the outcropping, trying to locate a path down. He lifted his nose to sniff the air for her scent. When he could locate neither a path nor her smell, the growl changed to curses as Jackson shifted back to human form. 

“Son-of-a-bitch.” He ran both hands through his cropped hair. Again, he surveyed the surface of the pool. In the star light, Jackson’s reflection stared back at him, taunting him, mocking him for his failure.

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November 21 Six Sentence Sunday

This is from The Spots of a Leopard.  I’m editing it for a full request…

Jackson is a shape shifter with a little attitude…

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Emma is convinced he needs a little humbling….

Jackson sat in the wooden chair and processed his options when a sharp sting bit into his neck. As his left hand reached back to swat the offensive bug, his muscles froze and his arm crashed onto the table as his paralyzed body toppled to the hard packed dirt ground. His eyes remained open so when the tall female with cascading white blonde hair floated into his line of vision, he reasoned the god’s must have called him home. Her legs were long, ideal to wrap around him. Full Breasts begged to be cupped by his hands. He gasped as her scent hit him. 

His angel was the breeder – his prey. 

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