Cat
Love
by Sunniva Dee
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 5, 2015
A sexy thriller about the animal in all of us.
Aidan uses his superpower to
stabilize minds at the Hollyreed Specialist Hospital. Ulani uses hers to chase
rats on rooftops. Until she’s caught and deposited in Aidan’s care.
At the hospital, Aidan finds
Ulani's room empty—save for a cat, whose fur retracts in favor of silky skin
and a vamp-gorgeous femme fatale.
Aidan’s obsession with Ulani grows—
While patients at the hospital go
missing.
At twenty-three, you think you’ve
experienced a lot. Been there, done that for the most part. Older people might
laugh at you for expressing such beliefs, but you still don’t expect to come
across reality-altering experiences.
Here I am, with the morning energy
of Seven setting in around me as I carry a small, lost cat from the locked unit
back to my apartment… only the bundle of fur is changing.
There’s something wrong, I think, my thought natural and instinctive. But when
her coat retracts against my hand, replaced by smooth, human skin, my intuition
withdraws too and checks out.
I think I roar while she expands in
my arms. I’m frozen in place, my vocal cords the only part of me responding. She
grows heavier, longer, wider, until she plops from my hold and onto the floor.
Vamp-red hair flames around her in bright waves, and is that a snarl
lifting her lip?
For an instant, I swipe the hallway
with my eyes, hoping someone sees what I see. No nurses, no doctors, only Mrs.
Anderson’s ancient husband is there, fists clutching his walking chair while he
takes in the apparition between us.
Not a thread covers stunning
porcelain skin. She swings, bereaving me of my fleeting view of a small
ruby-red triangle and kiss-shaped nipples, and leaps to the breakroom yards
from where I stand.
Ulani’s gone. It takes me a moment
to react. I meet old Robert Anderson’s incredulous gaze, and I shake my head at
him, both denying what we’ve experienced and assuring him that we’re together
in this.
As I turn to follow her, he
mutters, “Holy God,” behind me, and my next session with a patient will have to
be with Robert. He’s been free of Dr. Holstein’s treatments because of his
quiet ways, but if he starts talking about this, he’ll quickly become another
notch in the good doctor’s lab desk.
I just experienced something I
never thought possible. A freaking cat morphed into a woman. Hell, this is what
dreams and movies are made of. At the same time, I’m conditioned to react to
the needs of my patients, which is why I chase after her now.
Besides Ulani, no one’s in the
breakroom. She’s got part of the curtains draped around her, forming an orange
toga, and bare toes with scarlet nail polish peek out. She’s stunning, but more
than my physical attraction to her, her emotions fascinate me.
My years in this hospital are few,
but the number of hours I’ve worked could double the years, and now it’s time
to cloak myself in professionalism.
“Ulani,” I say. “Are you okay?”
It’s a simple yet necessary question. Since I have no experience with cat
women, I’m not privy to the sort of strain such a transformation can have on
their bodies.
Her glare is not human, I realize.
I was struck by the beauty of those irises the last time I saw her. Now, she
narrows my view of saturated emeralds behind slitted eyes. She’s suspicious but
not afraid—neither is she the slightest bit confused. This girl has issues, but
they’re not on the mental level.
“Don’t. Say. Anything.” Ulani
enunciates the words one by one, putting so much emphasis into her command that
her intensity reverberates in my chest.
Efficient footsteps clack down the
corridor outside. The slight shuffle of Dr. Holstein’s gait accompanies it.
Laurie replies to his orders with “right, of course” and “certainly, Dr.
Holstein,” but then they both come to a dead halt in the doorway.
“I found Ulani,” I say quietly.
“Remy, John!” Dr. Holstein barks
down the hallway. “I need your assistance immediately.”
I'm originally from Norway and
moved to the United States in 2001. I have a Master's degree in languages and
taught Spanish at college level before settling in as an adviser at an art
college in the South.
I write New Adult fiction with
soul. Sometimes it's with a paranormal twist—like in “Shattering Halos,”
published by The Wild Rose Press in February 24th 2014 and in “Stargazer,”
released, November 21st 2014 by the same publisher. Since then, I've self
published New Adult Contemporary novels “Pandora Wild Child,” and "Leon's
Way," with "Adrenaline", and "Beneath the Cape", the superhero
anthology benefiting The Wounded Warrior Project in its entirety.
I write impulsive heroines,
bad-boys, and good-boys running amok. Intense love, physical and emotional
attraction —sensory overload for the reader as well as for the characters. My
goal? Is to keep you on your toes until the end of each story.
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