And the winner of my BOOTS AND LEATHER blog tour
was Joanne on the Long and Short Reviews Blog.
Congratulations!!!
THAT VOODOO YOU DO
BY Myla Jackson
Blurb
Using Voodoo and passionate persuasion, panther shape-shifting brothers woo an abducted heiress over to their side of the bayou.
Warning: Two hot panther shifters, one sassy heiress and the bayou will never be the same...
Excerpt
Fear and adrenaline spurred on Catherine, as she rushed for
the front door, easing it open. Out on the porch, which served as a dock, she
located a small dugout canoe with one paddle.
Never having canoed a day in her life, she shrugged. The
task couldn't be that hard. She untied the rope mooring the canoe to the dock.
Gathering her dress's long skirt, she stepped off the dock and into the tiny
boat. It rocked crazily and she nearly fell in. She flopped down on the bottom
of the boat, biting hard on her bottom lip to keep from crying out.
As the canoe settled, Catherine breathed for the first time
in what felt like hours. Carefully, she lifted the single paddle and dug it
into the water like she'd seen on the movies. The craft slid forward, bumping
into one of the poles the house stood on.
She gasped and glanced up at the house. Nothing stirred, no
one came out and shouted. She pressed the paddle against the pole, pushing the
canoe away from the house and out into the open water.
With her pulse galloping, she dipped the paddle into the
water on the right side. The canoe shot forward and to the left. She lifted the
paddle and plowed it into the water on the left side. Soon she had a rhythm
going and the distance grew between her and the house.
When she'd gained sufficient distance that even Luc couldn't
swim and catch up, she laughed out loud. "No one keeps a Boudreaux
prisoner for long."
A shadow moved on a stretch of land beside her.
Catherine's heart shot into her throat. She squinted, trying
to make out what it was. Gold eyes gleamed in the dark underbrush. If she
wasn't mistaken, the animal was a cat. A big, black monster of a cat. No, the
creature wasn't a cat at all, but a panther, larger than any Catherine had seen
in a zoo.
Her heartbeat skittering into panic mode, Catherine dug her
paddle into the water so deep her fingers got wet and the canoe turned away
from the shoreline and the large feline. Again, she struck out on the same
side, desperate to put enough water between her and the animal. Instead, the
canoe spun in a circle.
The gold eyes flashed and the panther's mouth opened, long
sharp teeth glinting in a flash of sunshine. It growled, a paw stretching out,
claws extended.
Her heart thumping hard against her chest, Catherine knew
she had to paddle on the other side to straighten the boat and get away from
the cat. Her wets hands shook badly as she swung the paddle to the opposite
side. The wooden oar slipped from her fingers and plunged into the water,
shooting away before she could grab it.
The cat in the shadows surged forward.
Catherine lunged for the paddle, the canoe tipped and she
fell in, her long dress weighing her down, dragging her to the bottom.
Usually a good swimmer, she panicked, her arms flailing as
she struggled for the surface. Her legs tangled in the long skirt, forcing her
arms to do all the work. By the time she reached air, her lungs burned, her
arms strained and she couldn't decide whether she was more afraid of the
panther or of drowning.
Struggling to tread water, while her dress pulled her
downward, Catherine's gaze panned her immediate surroundings. The stretch of
land where the panther paced the water's edge was closest, but out of the
question. Other tiny islands lay much farther away. What looked like a log
floating in the dark water could be a temporary reprieve until Catherine
decided what to do. The log was almost as close as the panther and seemed to be
moving her way.
Then the log blinked.
Catherine's blood ran cold, her arms and legs stopped
fighting the water for a moment and she sank, water washing up her nose. She
kicked upward, back-paddling toward the land, panther or no panther. She'd
rather take her chances with a panther than an alligator.
One minute the alligator was there, the next he was gone.
Catherine glanced down at the murky water. Where'd he go?
Dear God, he'd gone down, heading directly for her. She turned and swam as fast
as she could, straight for land, the black panther and assuredly death.
Five feet from shore, she could taste her salvation. She'd
make dry ground and then have to fight off the panther. At least she could
breathe on land.
Just a few more feet. Her arms ached, her feet barely helped
so hampered by the skirt of her long gown, but Catherine pushed on.
Then long, sharp teeth scraped across her skin, snagged her
dress and yanked her backward and underwater. Her chest clenched.
Other Authors Participating in Snippet Saturday:
Megan Hart:Read in bed! Leah Braemel Eliza Gayle Mandy M Roth Lissa Matthews Mari Carr McKenna Jeffries Myla Jackson Taige Crenshaw HelenKay Dimon Lauren Dane Shelli Stevens Delilah Devlin Jody Wallace
2 comments:
cky15: I am so glad that I am here because I sure am glad to see that there is another Alluring Tales book. I sure do enjoy reading your books. I have to get a hold of this book.
The snippet bit me- I have to buy it. It was interesting to take a nightly canoe cruise in a long dress. Gotta find out what happens!
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