She's lucky he's a charmer. He's lucky she doesn't bite. Much.
Lindi Parker works hard at being human, not an easy task for a snake shifter. She has no desire to search for others like her—until a new case changes everything. When Lindi learns that she she's not the only shapeshifter in the world, she also realizes she might be next on a killer's list.In order to save herself and the abused children she works with, she will have to team up with Dr. Kade Nevala, a member of the shifter tribe responsible for eradicating weresnakes—and the most attractive man Lindi's ever met. Even more terrifying, she’ll need to embrace her serpent side, a choice that has enormous consequences for Lindi, and for everyone around her.
Excerpt
He
took a step forward, again seeming to loom over me. I leaned farther back, but
I was trapped—I would either have to climb up on the bed or push my way past
him. I wasn’t sure which would be better.
Then
it was too late—he grabbed my upper arms and stared into my eyes. His hands
burned hot against my skin. His eyes, too, glittered feverishly, golden
highlights churning through the brown.
The
intensity of his stare captured me. I drew in another breath, full of the scent
of him, and my head swam. Again the color leached out of the room. This time,
though, I couldn’t look away from him, couldn’t hide the way my eyes changed,
the pupils narrowing and lengthening. The room shifted into shades of gray, and
his golden eyes turned silvery as they held my own.
He
inhaled sharply as he saw the transformation and his hands tightened
convulsively.
“How
are you here?” he whispered, shaking his head.
He
pulled me closer to him, staring into my eyes. My pulse pounded in my temples.
The muscles of my abdomen started to roil; I was about to shift, and I couldn’t
control it.
And I might just be
okay with that,
some quiet, still part of my mind whispered from far away, because this man terrified me. I
might have a better chance against him in my serpent form.
But
something—some instinct deeper than thought—urged me to maintain my humanity.
I
still couldn’t break eye contact; his gaze was hypnotic.
He
leaned in and kissed me.
About the Author
Margo Bond Collins is addicted to coffee (mmm...caffeine) and SF/F television, especially Supernatural (mmm...Winchesters). She writes paranormal and contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and paranormal mystery. She lives in Texas with her daughter and several spoiled pets. Although she teaches college-level English courses online, writing fiction is her first love. She enjoys reading urban fantasy and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, and the women who love (and sometimes fight) them.For updates about publications, free fiction, and other goodies, be sure to subscribe to her newsletter.
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