Happy
Wednesday!
I
am revamping my mailing list strategy after moving to a new provider.
As part of this effort, I’ve selected one of my most popular
romances, The Eyes of
Bast, as a new reader
magnet. Anyone who subscribes to my new mailing
list can download copy of this
steamy, suspenseful paranormal
romance absolutely free!
The
new link for my email list is: https://lisabetsarai.eo.page/kqyq4
If you’re a fan of romance with strong heroines and unexpected
twists, why not sign up?
Anyway,
in the hopes of tempting new readers to join, I’m featuring The
Eyes of Bast for today’s MFRW Book Hooks hop. Enjoy!
Blurb
When
instinct tells Shaina to visit the feral cat trap she’s set in
Central Park, she listens to that inner voice. The sleek black cat
she finds has a terrible secret. Tom is an unwilling shape shifter,
cursed by a sorceress who craved a human plaything. Shaina vows to
defeat the vicious but seductive witch and save the man she believes
is her soul mate—though it might mean losing him forever.
Rave
Reviews for The Eyes
of Bast
The
Eyes of Bast is hard to put down once you start reading it. Between
highly arousing sex scenes and nail-biting suspense, it'll keep you
turning pages until the very satisfying ending.
~
Ria Restrepo, Amazon (5 stars)
What
I DO want is extremely hot sex between one man and one woman, and
plenty of it, as they fall in love. And WOW! Does this book have
that! ~
Fiona McGier, Amazon (5 stars)
Lisabet
brings it all together seamlessly: mystery, thriller, paranormal,
black magic, shape shifting, smoldering sensuousness, hot, hot sex
and a touching love story. This one has it all. Really enjoyed it. ~
Max Lemberger, Amazon (5 stars)
I
picked up this novella, meaning to read the first chapter or two in
the time I had before I had to be somewhere. Needless to say, I read
a lot more than I intended, and I was very late.
~ Cheyenne Blue, Goodreads (5 stars)
The Hook
I
slipped
my
key
into
the
front
door
of
my
building,
thinking
about
ordering
Chinese
for
dinner.
All
at
once,
I
heard
someone
call
my
name.
I
glanced
around.
Aside
from
an
old
woman
walking
her
golden
retriever,
the
sidewalk
was
empty.
Weird.
But
then
it
had
been
a
weird
twenty-four
hours.
Go
check
the
old
elm.
I
swear,
the
voice
was
clear
as
crystal
in
my
mind.
Lack
of
sleep,
I
told
myself.
Or
stress.
The
cage
is
still
in
my
apartment.
There
won’t
be
anything
there.
But
the
urge
to
go
back
just
wouldn’t
let
go.
Trust
your
instincts.
With
a
sigh,
I
turned
and
headed
for
the
park,
pulling
my
mace
out
of
my
purse
as
I
walked.
The
sky
was
still
light
enough
for
me
to
see
shapes
and
shadows,
even
under
the
trees.
As
I’d
expected,
the
area
beneath
the
elm
was
empty,
the
grass
trampled
from
my
previous
visit.
Of
course,
no
cats
revealed
themselves.
If
there
were
ferals
around,
they’d
be
hiding
in
the
underbrush,
wary
of
my
scent
and
the
sounds
I
made,
despite
my
attempts
to
move
quietly.
Tom
wasn’t
afraid
of
me.
The
thought
made
me
ache.
He’d
been
such
a
gorgeous,
affectionate
cat.
I
hoped
he
was
okay.
“Hello.”
The
voice
was
male,
low
and
throaty.
I
jumped
and
whirled
around.
A
man
stood
behind
me,
a
fairly
young
man
with
sleek,
dark
skin
and
a
wide,
shy
smile.
Although
his
body
appeared
to
be
fit
and
muscular,
he
held
himself
in
an
awkward
manner,
as
if
he
had
some
subtle
handicap.
His
arms
hung
at
his
sides,
his
hands
clenching
and
unclenching
as
though
he
didn’t
quite
know
what
to
do
with
them.
I
gripped
my
mace
more
tightly.
He
didn’t
appear
at
all
threatening,
but
I
wasn’t
taking
any
chances.
“Um—what
are
you
doing
here?”
“Nothing,
nothing…”
He
shrugged
and
scratched
the
curly
black
locks
that
covered
his
head.
“I
heard
your
voice.
I
wanted
to
make
sure
you
were
all
right.”
Had
I
spoken
aloud?
I
returned
his
smile,
still
uncertain
whether
I
should
trust
him.
“I’m
fine.
Just
taking
a
walk.”
“It’s
not
safe
here
after
dark,
you
know.”
His
earnest
tone
made
me
chuckle.
I
held
up
the
can
of
mace.
“I
can
take
care
of
myself.”
Worry
furrowed
his
high
forehead.
“That
won’t
help
against
some
of
the
things
that
come
out
at
night.”
A
chill
shot
through
me.
I
shook
it
away.
“I
was
just
headed
home
anyway.”
“Good.
You
should
be
careful.”
His
smile
returned,
melting
my
last
vestiges
of
suspicion.
He
pronounced
his
English
with
a
precision
that
made
me
wonder
if
he
spoke
something
else
as
his
native
language.
It
wasn’t
exactly
an
accent,
but
I
could
tell
he
wasn’t
a
native
New
Yorker.
“What
about
you?”
“Oh,
I
know
my
way
around
here,”
he
answered.
He
ran
his
fingers
through
his
curls
and
arched
his
back
a
bit,
as
though
stretching.
Despite
that
odd
awkwardness,
he
was
lithe
and
graceful.
A
brief
pang
of
desire
shot
through
me.
“And
I
have
excellent
night
vision.
Exceptionally
sharp
hearing
too.”
I
couldn’t
figure
out
why,
but
something
about
him
felt
familiar.
“Have
we
met
before?”
I
asked
then
cringed,
realizing
it
sounded
like
a
pick-up
line.
“I
mean…um…
I
don’t
mean…”
Hot
blood
climbed
into
my
cheeks,
though
the
shadows
were
probably
too
dense
for
him
to
detect
my
discomfort.
His
bold
laugh
rang
out
in
the
growing
darkness.
“Maybe
we
have
met,”
he
said.
“I
live
in
the
neighborhood.
Do
you?”
“Pretty
close,”
I
answered,
alarm
bells
sounding
in
my
head.
No
matter
how
handsome
and
charming
he
was,
I
wasn’t
about
to
give
him
my
address.
“Well,
then,
you
never
know.
You
said
you
were
heading
home.
May
I
walk
with
you?”
“Um…
Actually…”
He
took
my
arm
without
waiting
for
my
permission.
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