WICKED WEDNESDAY
There's that first meet. Maybe it tells you something right away about the person, or maybe only question arise. Maybe you're instantly drawn in, or you could be repelled. Welcome Tina Donahue to Discover... today for Wicked Wednesday and that first meet.
A wicked first meeting… This scene is when Kuma’s and Gwen’s eyes first meet. Enjoy.
Her.
The breeze seemed
to pause.
Tall, she wore
jeans as he did and what he’d learned was a hoodie on this side, the navy
fabric pulled over her head, protecting her hair from the thin autumn shower,
hiding those tresses from him. A few wisps had escaped, those locks short and
dark.
She stopped within
light spilling from the building, the harsh illumination revealing her exotic
features, lush lips, coppery skin.
Her fragrance
wafted close.
He drew it in. The
woodsy scent intoxicated him and complemented her pale-blue eyes, the color
sheer, ethereal.
Drizzle collected
on her long, dark lashes.
She shoved her
hands into her pockets, advanced a few steps, then stopped, and looked at him.
His legs weakened.
Color rose to her
cheeks, darkening them.
Why? Because she feared him…or wanted him?
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Passion
without limit. Carnal hunger that knows no bounds.
Within Earth’s
five dimensions, nothing is as it seems…and desire is never far away.
In E4’s jungle,
Kuma’s the Alpha werewolf bent on revenge against the hated guards. Swept with
them from that dimension to E1, he prowls Seattle at night, stopping the thugs
from abducting women for use as sex slaves in E4’s Pleasure Palace.
On her way home
from her nursing job, Gwen senses danger in the night’s shadows. A stranger
attacks. Clinging to consciousness, she watches the impossible, a wolf fighting
him off…protecting her. She wakes in her own bed, convinced it must have been a
dream until she sees Kuma in human form. Virile, intense. A man like no
other.
Within his
powerful embrace, Gwen experiences rapture she didn’t believe existed. His
unrestrained lust and burning need end her loneliness, though not the menace
they face. The guards are a constant threat in their hunt for women and their
determination to see Kuma dead. Together, he and Gwen must fight—for his life,
her freedom, their future.
She stopped within
light spilling from the building, the harsh illumination revealing her exotic
features, lush lips, coppery skin.
Her fragrance
wafted close.
He drew it in. The
woodsy scent intoxicated him and complemented her pale-blue eyes, the color
sheer, ethereal.
Drizzle collected
on her long, dark lashes.
She shoved her
hands into her pockets, advanced a few steps, then stopped, and looked at him.
Rain pattered the
concrete, matching his thumping pulse. Music poured from inside a car, its
steady throb intensifying the moment. Wind whipped past. Tires swished over
asphalt.
Ignoring the
incessant noise, she studied him with female interest and curiosity.
He considered her
approaching him, drawing close enough to touch.
His legs weakened.
She didn’t budge.
Color rose to her cheeks, darkening them.
Why? Because she feared him…or wanted him?
Heat radiated from
his chest to his belly. Unused to clothing, he ached to tear away his jeans,
t-shirt, and suede jacket. At the very least, he longed to be near her.
Intuition warned
him to remain where he was. For the moment. When she left, he’d follow. He had
no choice, sensing what awaited her on the shadowed streets. Within the last
minutes, the smell from a guard—the most hated predator in his realm—had grown
more obvious, leading him to this area. If the night air had calmed, he might
have located the man’s hiding place with little effort. As it was, the wind
kept changing direction, snatching the odor away.
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To put her at ease
and keep her from leaving the safety this place afforded, he smiled.
Her lips parted.
Moisture slipped over the bottom one to her chin.
Yearning battered
him. He wanted to lick the bead off, kiss her throat, gather her into his arms,
and do so much more.
She stared.
Uncertainty emanated from her.
He wasn’t certain
whether she’d return his smile or flee.
Stay here until the threat’s gone. The guard will hide
in a new location. He’ll stalk another woman.
She crossed the
parking lot, away from him, her strides long and purposeful.
On instinct, he advanced a step, then stopped from tailing her. He couldn’t now, not after they’d exchanged such a prolonged glance. For him to follow too close behind would make her run, perhaps scream, bringing unwanted notice. His only option was to wait and allow things to play out as they had since he’d come to this realm, hunting—killing—protecting those he could in the hours before dawn.
About Tina:
On a less serious note: she’s an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, brakes for Mexican restaurants, and has been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally while wolfing down tostadas. She’s flown a single-engine airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an ‘electricity for dummies’ book, and is horribly shy despite the hot romances she writes.
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