When I saw that my friend and colleague Erzabet Bishop had a hedgehog shifter romance out, I begged her to send me a media kit so I could share it with you. I love authors who push the envelope! ~ Lisabet
Blurb
There
is strength in submission…and knowing who you are.
Natalie
Erinaceus has a problem. Her manipulating mother won’t stay out of
her dating life. One more dinner with a blind date and someone is
getting a fork to the eye. Her inner hedgehog wants a mate and
nothing is going to stop her. Not her nervous hedgie’s habit of
balling-up and certainly not that online questionnaire. Who writes
those things anyway?
When
Sylvia and Paige from Shifting Hearts Dating Agency step in maybe,
just maybe this curvy girl will find more than she ever dreamed in
the arms of the men who are fated to be her mates.
Nothing
ventured nothing gained…
Lucas
Morgan runs a Scarlet Ink, a tattoo shop across from Ventures, a sexy
as hell BDSM club. When his sister Scarlet sets the stage for
romance, he meets Jonathan, a werebear in need of more than just some
ink. Can Lucas learn to bend to the Dominant of his dreams? What
happens when this cat shifter switch meets the perfect sub and his
dreams of having a woman in his life become reality?
Three
makes a family…
Jonathan
Blevins is a bear shifter looking for love. His family murdered by
poachers, he came to Cypress Canyon to rebuild. When he finds Lucas,
it’s one step in the right direction. He has one mate but can he
convince a stubborn hedgie she’s ready to be claimed by not just
one mate, but two?
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Excerpt
Chapter
One
“Paige,
where in the hell did you put the password log book?” Sylvia
groaned as she flicked on the computer and the logo for the Shifting
Hearts Dating Agency flashed across the screen. The agency had been
open for six months, growing a little more every day. Their wall of
successful matings and marriages increasing making Sylvia eager to
check out her newest applicants and see any potential matches. But
she always forgot the password. Either that, or Paige was always
changing it.
She
bet the latter.
Tricky
damned cat shifter.
A
descendent of Aphrodite, helping others find love was in Sylvia’s
blood. Nothing made her happier. One day she’d find her own
swoon-worthy prince charming, but at this point…well, she was
content helping others. A tinge of sadness slid in and she firmly
booted it away. The right person would come along at the right time,
not before. This was her job, her chosen career and damned if she
wasn’t going to use her power for helping people. With a push if it
required it.
But
if she saw that damned incubus, Carter, again, she was going to shove
his ass clear out the window. Cheating fucker. He’d get his one
day. She had people to help and it didn’t do her much good to think
about murder before she’d at least had a cup of coffee. A really
big cup too.
Everything
here in Cypress Valley, Texas ran toward big and she hoped by setting
up business here with the growing shifter population, her profits
would start to be too. It was all great being descended from Goddess
material, but if you didn’t have the dollars to go with the
lifestyle, then it wasn’t so much fun anymore. Time to shake her
money maker and get some romance in the air.
She
got up from the desk, her new heels making her wince. She hobbled
over to the kitchenette area in the back of the office and flicked on
the overpriced individual cup coffee maker Paige insisted they buy.
Her co-partner stood next to the counter, stuffing the better part of
a jumbo blueberry muffin into her mouth.
“Now
that is one big muffin.”
She
held up a finger and kept on chewing.
“Nice
salute there, hun. Cat get up on the wrong side of the bed this
morning?”
Paige
growled around the muffin, her cat shining in her eyes.
“Ewwww.
Somebody is grumpy today.” Sylvia rolled her eyes and shook her
head. Coffee. Lots of coffee. Then she’d deliberate about food. And
passwords. She eyed the flavored pods with distrust, knowing Paige
was watching, and selected one that read Hazelnut. She popped it into
place like Paige had shown her and hit the start button. A dribble of
brown liquid began to flow from the machine and too late she
remembered she hadn’t placed a cup below the spigot.
“Shit!”
Sylvia scrambled and reached for the nearest mug, shoving it in
place. The scalding hot liquid poured over her hand and she let out a
yowl.
A
choked laugh from across the kitchenette met her ears.
Still
munching on her muffin with an innocent smile on her face, Paige
grinned and gave a pinky wave.
Bitch.
At least that was an improvement over the last finger, she supposed.
Sylvia
gazed at her friend with narrowed eyes and ran her hand under the
faucet. “That wasn’t nice.”
“Sorry.
But you made me almost inhale that one.” Paige snorted into her
hand and popped the last of the muffin into her mouth. Not afraid of
sporting her brunette curves, Paige was a kitty to be reckoned with,
whether it was man or muffin…or modern appliance.
“Ugh.”
Sylvia snatched up her cup and marched back to her desk, irritation
prickling under her skin. New machines wigged her out. So did
computers and newfangled cars. If she got too excited, her goddess
tendencies could have adverse side effects to the point where Paige
teased her that she must be related to Harry Dresden. At her blank
look, she’d sighed and flicked something up on her phone, twisting
it so Sylvia could see. “You know. The Dresden Files?” A picture
of a book cover covered the screen.
She’d
had no earthly idea what her friend was talking about. If it didn’t
have vampires or a hot scantily clad shifter, she didn’t bother.
“You
need to read more than just smut, girl.”
“Yeah…yeah.”
But
what was the point to that?
“Sorry,
Syl. The password book’s in the drawer where I always leave it.”
Paige maneuvered her way to the desk on heels so high Sylvia didn’t
know how she didn’t fall on her impeccably made up face. “And
unless you plan on sticking your mouth underneath the pour nozzle,
I’d have a cup ready next time.”
“Ha
ha.”
Her
friend’s blazer and top worked well with the jeans and boots she’d
selected for the day. It was raining and knowing her cat shifter
partner, she’d rather be curled up in her bed with a pile of
blankets than be out and about.
Paige
clutched an oversize cup of coffee like it was her lifeline, pausing
mid-stride to take a sip. The rest of her may have been spot on but
her bleary eyes told a story. Sylvia wasn’t sure she really wanted
to ask.
“You
okay?”
“Yep.”
Paige set the cup down, the milky brown liquid sloshing dangerously
close to the rim. “Tried out a new venue last night and I think I
found us a whole new segment of the shifter population.”
“Really?”
Sylvia grinned, “And where did you go, pray tell?”
Paige
glanced around, nibbling her lip. “Is Rafe here?”
“Nope.
I haven’t seen your brother yet. Why?”
“Good.”
A flash of cat in Paige’s eyes revealed her excitement. “I went
to Ventures.”
Sylvia
wrinkled her nose. “Where?”
“The
new bondage club on Fifth Street. It caters to humans, shifters, and
other paranormals.” A smile lit up her eyes and she reached for the
coffee again, sitting down with a wince. “They had a kind of open
house event and I wanted to check it out to see if there was any
potential for us to join forces.”
“And?”
Paige
focused on her cup, a secret smile on her lips.
“Did
you hurt yourself?”
“Not
exactly.”
Sylvia
blinked. Oh….So that was how it was.
“So
you think we’ll get some clients?”
Paige
fidgeted in her chair and fired up her own computer. “You just
wait, girlfriend. I have a feeling before the day is out we’ll be
seeing something new coming across our desk. Now, where did you put
the file on the Jefferson twins? I think I met someone that could
give them a run for their money.”
About
the Author
Erzabet
Bishop is a two time USA Today award winning and bestselling author
of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas and
when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines
she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her
husband and furry kids.
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