This is the last eight for White Doe, my erotic paranormal novella set in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Shane is shape-shifting hawk descended from the Croatan Tribe and has just lost his great-grand father who was their tribe’s chieftain and the only shifter like him. While paying respects at his great aunt Nona’s, he runs into Dory, a former f*¢k buddy turned stalker. Shane returns home and finds Dory waiting for him. The encounter is a revelation. The snippet is a couple of sentence over but completes the first chapter.
“I’ve hurt before,” he said, tossing his jacket over the back of the kitchen chair. “So you wanna pay your old man back for his extra-curricular activities?” She was a spectacular lay, but her psycho manipulations were more than he could bear.
Dory leaned into him, pressing her large, custom-built breasts against his chest and murmured, “Let’s feel better together, baby.”
He reached for the whiskey, poured a double and tossed it back enjoying the surge through his blood along with hot need for a f*ck. Her curvy body had a spike poking the front of his jeans. He hated his reaction. Couldn’t he pretend she was the one he truly wanted, hadn’t he always? The sudden realization shocked and sickened him.
He pushed her away, sidestepping her grope as her eyes glowed in anger. “We’re done, Dory.”
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