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Destiny's Prerogative [MultiFormat]
eBook by Karen M. Nutt
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eBook Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica/Dark Fantasy
eBook Description: When Dr. Shay McCormick died, there was no white light, no loved one to comfort her. There was a half-man, half-jaguar there to greet her. He's a decedent of the nagual, a spirit guide. It isn't her time and he leads her to safety. Shay wants proof shapeshifters exist. Her curiosity leads her into a world of danger and to Gabriel Cruzado. Fate threw them together, but despite their differences, they work together, eliminating a threat to their future. Destined to be lovers long before he touched her soul and she saved his life.
eBook Publisher: Tease Publishing LLC, Published: 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2008
18 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [137 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [173 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [101 KB]
, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [468 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [108 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [160 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [161 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [314 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [219 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [94 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [131 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [171 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [158 KB]
Words: 32617 Reading time: 93-130 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 9781934678626

Shay stretched her arms above her head and frowned at the pile of paperwork she hadn't gone through yet. She needed a break. She picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. The moment the cold bitter taste hit her throat; she knew she'd made a mistake. Her last warm up had been about an hour ago. She pushed the cup aside and glanced at her computer. She tapped her fingers on the side of her desk, debating if she should search the web for her answers. "Why not?" She pulled the keyboard toward her and typed in shapeshifter. She chewed on her lower lip, her finger hovering over the return button. "There's no such thing as shapeshifters," she said to convince herself. It didn't help. She hit return. All types of sites came up: forums, chat sites, and the clinical terms of what it meant to be a shapeshifter. One site intrigued her with the information and folklore of the weres, but not all of the tales were informative. The last site she clicked on scared the crap out of her. A series of video reels stared back at her daring her to choose one. At random, she hit file two. The camera caught the fear in the teenage boy's eyes as he ran to the forefront. He slid to a stop. "Somebody help me!" His heart-wrenching cry tore at Shay. The roar of a wildcat startled the boy to whimpers. He turned with a quick snap of his shoulders, searching for the danger. "No!" the boy screamed scrambling away as a grotesque creature leapt into the picture: Black and menacing the cat's elongated head sported to blood red eyes and snarling fangs exposed and ready for the kill. The boy shapeshifted into a leopard and both cats collided. Blood spurted like a fountain as the creature tore flesh. "Jesus," Shay gasped as her heart pounded against her ribcage. She didn't want to see what happened next. What in the hell did she download? The site had to be some kind of perverted joke. She fumbled to click out of the reel, punching the escape button over and over again. The blood curdling screams silenced. She drew in a ragged breath and stared at the screen. Nerves at full stretch, she jumped when the phone rang. The backline blinked blood red. Only employees knew the number, but Shay hesitated to answer it. Her hand hovered over the phone. Three rings. "I'm being silly," she whispered. She picked up. "Hello." "Dr. McCormick?" a male voice inquired. A whisper of apprehension coursed through her. How did the man know the backline extension? "Whom am I speaking to?" she asked, but her inquiry went unanswered. "Do you believe in shapeshifters?" His deep baritone voice held a slight southern drawl.
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