Hey y’all! It’s day #6 of the Countdown to Trouble. I’ve
been saying to keep a check on the countdown because their might be something
special, lol. Yesterday was the first giveaway.
Time to announce the winner of the ebook copy of Trouble
Comes in Threes:
buddahmoon12
Email will be sent shortly. Thank you, everyone, for
playing. There’ll be other chances to win stuff, so keep an eye on the posts. (Guys, I’ve had art work done for this and ordered a
notebook with the cover on it. There are cool prizes coming. And, hint, hint I *could*
pick a random winner from comments too. But, um, you have to comment on the
post to be entered.)
Today I’m talking about werecats and that mating scent,
lol. You know the one. *wink* A shifter/paranormal smells it and that’s it. He’s
found his mate and it’s nearly impossible to deny that scent. Of course, this
applies to females too.
~Werecats
Werecats are territorial, living within clowders, each of
which is (usually) headed up by a male Alpha. Werecats tend to live separately
from average human society in order to keep their existence a secret. Many
werecats view the biggest threat to their society as humans and therefore value
their species privacy above all else. It is an extreme offense to tell a human
about the existence. There are some who don’t like humans.
~Recessive Gene: Thanks to advanced
technology, the shifter community figured out humans who had a recessive gene
could be mates. That gene mutated during the blood transfer between humans and
shifters allowing humans to develop shifter abilities like rapid healing and
lifespan expansion.
This way the
human mate lived as long as shifters. The mating scent identified which humans
carried the recessive gene. While a shifter could mate with a human who didn’t
have the gene, that human wouldn’t receive shifter abilities. They would only
live an average human lifespan.
Blurb: A snowstorm in the
South—on New Year’s Eve—is a perfect recipe for a catastrophe. After two
soul-crushing bad breaks, Kirk’s waiting for disaster number three to strike
when, naturally, two stray cats arrive on his doorstep during the storm and
decide to make themselves at home. Tenderhearted Kirk lets them stay even though
there’s something decidedly odd about his overly friendly felines.
Out of the punishing weather and full of tuna, Dolf and Tal are happy to
be snug in Kirk’s house. But then their human goes outside for firewood and
suffers a nasty fall that leaves him unconscious. Now the two cats have no
choice but to reveal themselves.
Kirk wakes up to find the two kitties are actually Dolf and Tal. They’re
cat shifters—and his destined mates. Being part of a feline threesome is enough
for Kirk to grapple with, but soon he learns they come from a clowder that
doesn’t believe humans and shifters should mix. Kirk knew those two cats would
be trouble. Little does he know the real trouble lies ahead.
~Don't forget the Trouble Tour will be starting Dec 15th~
