When the power pulls you in - dominant males and their animal attraction #shifter #PNR

animal magnetism

1.        the power to attract others through one's physical presence, bearing,energy, etc.
2.        the indefinite power, presumably innate in some persons, that enables one to induce hypnosis.

 http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/animal+magnetism

We don't talk outright about personal magnetism or animal magnetism in the romance world, but what we are writing does have elements of that. Especially with vampires and shifters.

With vampires, it's not so much animal magnetic power, but personal hypnotic power. They use their power to put their victims in thrall.

thrall

noun 

1. Also called thraldom, (US) thralldom. the state or condition of being in the power of another person
2. a person who is in such a state
3. a person totally subject to some need, desire, appetite, etc

verb 

4. (transitive) to enslave or dominate

But with werewolves, we ARE talking about animal magnetism, not so much the ability to induce hypnosis, but for sure the power to attract and hold attention, the ability to exude power and dominance, and an enhanced physical presence.

I think a lot of their power comes from an enhanced physical presence sourced from their wolf or their bear or their other internal animal. The wild part of them that refuses to be tamed yet calls to us with all the beauty of a perfect storm.

And in my ongoing shifter story in Sexy to Go, this power emerges in several ways. It's sexually attractive - almost an aphrodisiac - as well as dominating and confident. In the latest installment, one new ability has made itself known, namely, that a VERY dominant male's power can pull a female into labor. In this case, two females, who enter labor. One, upon his arrival (though she hasn't laid eyes on him yet) and the other, once she is in direct line of sight.

Here's an excerpt from the story, called Mate me or Hate me:

Dahlia placed an arm across her shoulders. “Don’t worry, Snake’s not going to let anything happen to you – or the baby. Nor is Liam and he has the entire bear pack to back him up. Believe me, nobody is going to get to this baby but us.”

Swallowing, she lifted her head. “Okay. Fine. But when we get there, remind me why I’m not living in another country sipping coffee in a sidewalk cafe instead of hunkered down in some tiny remote cabin surrounded by bears watching my mind go stir crazy?”

“Deal.” Dahlia took her hand and pulled.

Casi came off the bed and paused, one hand automatically going to her belly. “Wait. I feel funny.”

“What is it?”

“I think… It’s …” One strong cramp hit her and she cried out, then liquid trickled down her legs. “Oh, damn. I think my water broke.” Gasping, she looked up at Dahlia, searching for support.

Dahlia produced a phone she’d had hidden somewhere on her body and dialed. “Liam? It’s time. We need to get Casi to the hospital right now.” Ample swearing could be heard on the other end, and Snake’s concerned voice, too. “Okay. We will meet you here.” She snapped the phone shut and turned to Casi. “Do you have a bag already packed? What about a robe?”

Casi pointed to the robe on the end of the bed and her bag, sitting on the chair next to the dining table. Dahlia wrapped her in the robe, grabbed the bag and started them toward the door.

When Casi put her hand on the doorknob, her body flushed hot. A thousand prickles tingled over her skin, precursors of something bigger, but she didn’t know what. It felt almost as if … almost … Oh, God. Was she going to shift? But I can’t do that. The baby. Demanding her body remain in human form, she stubbornly opened the door.

Behind her, Dahlia let out a sharp cry. Casi’s senses picked up her distress, the cramp that ran through her mate was the same as hers a moment ago. Then, she scented the additional liquid. Dahlia had just entered labor, too. But how, or why? Stunned, Casi focused her attention on the figure in front of the door. A large man silhouetted against the bright sunlight, his face nearly in shadow. But from what she could see of it, he looked familiar. As if she’d known him long ago… Suddenly the details snapped into place. She could hardly find breath to say the words that burned through her throat on the way out.

“Hello, dad.”

Suffice to say, the super-dominant masculine exudes a force on the female body that cannot be denied. And that's probably WHY females love them so much! :)

Thanks for reading!!

Eva

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Beyond Werewolves

Beyond Werewolves

by Kate Hill

Maybe because I grew up watching old horror movies like The Wolfman, when I hear the word shapeshifter, the first creature I think of is the werewolf. While I'm certainly a fan of werewolf movies and I love those hairy beasts in paranormal romance, they're not the only type of shifter that works as a romance hero.

With so many animals that would make interesting alter egos for book characters, it's not surprising to find sexy cat shifters, horse shifters, and even shifters with aquatic qualities.

Shifters aren't limited to animals. Some can change into just about anything. Shifters beyond werewolves have been around for ages. Examples include the shapeshifter Loki from Viking mythology and skin walkers from Native American legends. Shapeshifters also appear in several fairytales, such as Beauty and the Beast, The Frog Prince and The Little Mermaid.

Some shifters are able to change shape by choice, whether through magic or because it's natural to their species. Others are forced into shifting because of a curse. Whatever their reason for shifting, they make fascinating, sexy characters. Paranormal romance is about fantasy and few creatures are more fantastic than shifters.

What kind of shifters are your favorite?

About Kate Hill

Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.

When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out and spending time with her family and pets. She also writes as Saloni Quinby. Visit her online at http://www.kate-hill.com.

Excerpt from Tiger Fork (Writing as Saloni Quinby)

Tiger Fork
by Saloni Quinby
(M/M Shapeshifter)

A man-tiger stalks the forest near a village living in fear. To destroy the beast, they send the warrior Han, who wields the tiger fork, a weapon from ancient Earth.

He finds Bo, a gorgeous beast out to protect his species from extinction. When their intended battle to the death ends in sex instead, they risk their lives to bring peace to their two warring worlds. Will they succeed, or will the lovers be forced to destroy each other?

Excerpt:

The beast attacked first and Han maneuvered his weapon, jabbing and feinting, manipulating the man-tiger into his desired position. Then he drove the creature back and with a roar of surprise and rage it dropped into the deadly trap Han had prepared days ago.

To Han's dismay, the man-tiger caught hold of several twisted vines attached to a nearby tree. He clung to them, trying to pull himself out of the hole in the ground before he fell onto the dozens of spikes below. Han had concealed the trap well, covering it with branches and leaves. Just as he'd hoped, in the heat of battle, the man-tiger hadn't noticed it. It should have ensured his death--a grotesque and painful one for such a majestic rival, but Han's demise would have been no less horrible if the man-tiger had won the fight.

Now all Han had to do was finish it.

Still clinging to his tiger fork, he walked toward the beast who struggled, weakened by his wounds and loss of blood. The vines started to snap beneath his weight and he sank a little deeper into the hole. He paused, panting, and lifted his gaze toward Han.

They stared at each other for several heartbeats. Then the man-tiger did something unexpected. His face and form shifted and changed until, within seconds, Han faced a man who looked every bit as human as Han himself.

Stunned, Han almost dropped his weapon. He had no idea the man-tiger had the power to change. His heart pounding, he stared at the man.

Damp tendrils of long blond hair clung to his thick neck and shoulders. Muscles strained in his big arms as he struggled to pull himself out of the hole. If he had been at full strength, Han knew the beast would have already escaped and probably killed him.

Why did Han hesitate to destroy him? He thought of the slain hunters--human hunters--and tried to muster the courage to stab the beast with his tiger fork and send him to a well deserved death.

Yet it was no longer a beast he faced, but a man--one who was obviously desperate to survive, but his expression didn't beg. He regarded Han with the quiet dignity of a worthy foe who now accepted defeat.

At that moment, Han realized he couldn't let the fight end like this. The man-tiger was no longer just a beast to him, but an equal.

With a final tremendous effort, the man-tiger pulled himself upward until, just as the last vine snapped, he sank his fingers into the ground.

On impulse, Han curled his hands around the man-tiger's thick wrists and pulled with his remaining strength.

Together they managed to haul him out of the pit.

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