Purr-fect
Mating
by Sheryl Winters
Fhina and Wulfar have
a little problem.
On their wedding
night, at the stroke of midnight, Wulfar changes into his shifted wolf form and
cannot shift back. Not even to communicate with the woman he loves.
Fhina, upon waking
the day after their mating, no longer recognizes her mate. Pregnant and
confused, she’s convinced herself her mate has run away and left her to live
alone. With his dog.
Can the cursed pair
find a counter charm before Fhina gives birth? Will Wulfar be able to curb his
inclination to run?
Or will their mutual
curses break up their love affair before it’s really even started.
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A fantastic fantasy story that I enjoyed the short but
satisfying nature of. It had it all witches, shifters, curses and magic, I
really loved how it felt like a full length novel.
I’m a total sucker for fated mates and Fhina and Wulfar were
definitely that. This story had an original twist with some pretty hefty curses
on both main characters and I enjoyed watching how they figure out a way around
them. I really loved the way the story twisted and turned, and I definitely
recommend this story!
I received a copy for the purpose of review. I was not compensated for my review.
Excerpt:
“It’s just…Wulfy’s missing, and I thought—” The words stick in my throat. What if she won’t help? How will I ever find him?
“He’s what?” In the background, I
can hear loud thumps and shouting. “I’m getting the duct tape out. I’ll use it
this time, I swear it!”
“You will not.” I bite back a
giggle.
“I might. You have no idea what
I’m putting up with. They spent all week at Mom’s, and she hyped them up on
pixie sticks and soda. I’ve exhausted a whole day peeling them off the ceiling.
I’m just hoping when it wears off they’ll sleep for a week.”
“Good luck with that.”
“Did you say Wulfy is missing?
How long’s he been gone? He’s probably off for a long run. Wolves do that, you
know? Remember how Mom used to take off for days, leaving us with Aunt Ginger?
Always claiming she was out hunting, when she was really in Vegas gambling?”
“But, I haven’t seen him in
days.” I shove the notepad back and forth across the table.
“Did you, uhm…snap at him?”
“No!”
“Well, fess up. What happened?”
“Nothing. I was on the phone with
Mom and I uh…” I try to remember the conversation. “I told her about the doggy
bowl I got for Wulfy. I even gave him the fancy new dog food I got for him. He
scratched at the door and I let him out.”
“You got him a dog bowl?” Bella
chokes.
“Well, yes. I thought it was a
nice thing to do.”
Honestly, wolves. They never make
sense, even in human form. Of course, I gave Wulfy a dog bowl, how else do you
show a dog you love them? One can’t go around petting them 24/7.
Sheryl Winters lives in a small
town in Alaska. She grew up in the midst of old country story tellers, so you
might say writing comes naturally to her. She is known for writing paranormal
romances with a twist. Her writing inspiration often comes from the great
outdoors of Alaska and she enfolds bits of it into her stories. For further
inspiration, she has raised a menagerie of cats and dogs to the aged spirits
they have become.
Website:
http://sherylwinters.wordpress.com/
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Twitter:
https://twitter.com/WintersSheryl
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