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Her mind is in another woman’s body…and the other woman is a werelion.Nicole Abramson gains more than razor-sharp claws and a taste for raw meat. With a latent telekinetic talent, she’s a weapon to be used in a millennia-long war, but will she serve or resist? Fighting for her life, Nicole rails against the thief who stole her ordinary and safe life, even as she seeks comfort from the woman’s intended mate, the gorgeous Sander Evans.
Although drawn to her outspokenness, Sander keeps Nicole at bay while he defends his clan. Werelions and humans don’t mix, yet he can’t deny the passion igniting between them, particularly with her body in heat. But as the danger around them amplifies, they’ll need more than courage and strength to fight for their newfound attraction—and their lives.
What initially got you interested in writing? I wrote my first romance in fifth grade, poetry in high school, and sci-fi short stories in college. Then I began writing a sci-fi romance novel—I remember being so excited to work on it–but I lacked confidence as a writer and set it aside, unfinished. I didn’t write fiction again for twenty years.
How did you decide to make the move into being a published author? I think I always wanted to be a published author. In college, I sent off my short stories to sci-fi magazines. Nothing was accepted. After a while, doubt replaced optimism, and I gave up. But when I started writing again, I was determined to see it through. My first published work (which came about as the result of a publisher contest) was a young adult fantasy novella in 2012.
What do you want readers to take away from reading your works? To accept others who are different. And to spend a few hours enjoying a good read.
What do you find most rewarding about writing? When readers really like my stories. It’s a wonderful feeling when someone appreciates your art.
What do you find most challenging about writing? Just about everything. LOL. Forcing myself to focus is the biggest challenge. I’m easily distracted.
What advice would you give to people want to enter the field? Just do it. Don’t ever worry about how many other books are out there. There is room for yours! This planet houses 7.5 billion people. There are readers for your book.
What ways can readers connect with you? My website and social media. I love Instagram in particular.
irate woman standing before him. From the moment she arrived, she’d baffled and
frustrated him. Gone was his reserved and polished intended. In her place stood
a creature who screamed, pouted, grimaced, slapped his sister, and nearly
destroyed his brother-in-law’s procreativity. She was brash and out of control.
An evolutionary step backward.
close to a human. His kind blended in with their kind, worked alongside them,
but remained insular. Safe. Hidden. Occasionally studying them from afar. Never
interacting beyond a polite nod or greeting.
Marseille switch with a human? To punish him? Humiliate him?
why and promise to be more attentive. He had no intention of meeting new
potentials. He’d chosen her. Marseille Renaud.
and graceful. And useful.
jaw. Damn it, his intended wasn’t a mere tool. She deserved more respect than
that. More than a vision of beauty, Marsi saved their hides during the last
Follower attack. His clan needed her. Although her talent wasn’t the reason he
chose Marseille, he’d be a fool to let her go now.
right? Was the switch a mere ploy, a demand for more control?
everyone,” he said, forcing the what-ifs from his mind. “I want to get to
Nicole’s home by this afternoon.”
question stared at him. “Exactly where are we?”
relax her somewhat. He guided her to the foyer where they nearly collided with
his brother, who’d raced down the stairs with a backpack slung over his
books along so I can study on the ride.” Tyran tore into the hallway ahead of
student.” Sander ushered Nicole into the utility room and opened the door to
the garage. “Makes sense since he’s one of the healers for our clan.”
jerked to the side as Calia sashayed past on her way out of the house. “Is a
clan like a pride?”
group of families. Because our numbers are few, matings are arranged between
clans. Once I met Marseille, I didn’t bother with meeting any remaining
Marseille was gone. Except she wasn’t. She watched him with big dark eyes, her
luscious mouth slightly puckered in contemplation. Devastating even in the
shapeless sweater the human woman had selected to wear, something obviously
dragged from the back of the closet. He’d never seen it before.
head, and her long black hair draped over her shoulder. Hair he loved to twist
in his hands as she lay beneath him.
talent?” she asked.
off the sensual vision. “Um, my physical strength and power.”
feline of us,” Calia boasted, her hand on the door of a dark sedan.
“Exceptional jumper and climber, and I always land on my feet.”
close to Nicole. “Within reason. I wouldn’t throw her out a ten-story window,
although sometimes I’d like to.”
glared. “I heard that.”