Switched |
by Lizzie Lynn Leecover art by Bryan Keller |
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ISBN: 978-1-60521-295-1 |
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Genre(s): Paranormal, Humor & Satire |
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Theme(s): Ménage, Shapeshifters, Magic and Mayhem |
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Length: Novel |
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Blurb:
Lynx shifter Kelly White tries everything to rekindle the flame back into her marriage. As a successful litigation lawyer, her brilliance in the courtroom is no compensation for her haplessness in bed. Kelly is afraid she's going to lose her husband Andi if she doesn't do something about it soon.
Nicolla Evers, a fiery kitty-cat, lives a glamorous life as a famous adult movie actress. Behind the camera and stardom, she's unhappy and yearns to get out from the industry to live a normal life. The problem is her abusive manager Harry has her in a tight grip, leaving Nicolla practically enslaved.
One morning, in a wicked twist of fate, the two shifters accidentally switch bodies. Will the two finally find the life they really want? Or is it only the beginning of an unstoppable sex fiasco?
Excerpt:
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Kelly White suspected something had gone terribly wrong when she woke up. For one, her breasts had never looked this big. No, they were actually huge. She couldn't help but notice them the moment she opened her eyes. In a dream-like state, she wondered if a breast fairy had given her a surprise visit last night, and when her rational thoughts sorted her state of mind in order, panic seized her in a tight grip.
But that wasn't the only problem she had. When she slipped out of bed, she saw her legs had become long and slender. Super model legs. Her skin had turned the color of golden honey. Outrage! She was one of those women who looked so pale, she made a ghost look tanned by comparison. And she never got a tan either, she only got sunburned. What the hell is going on with me?
Her eyes flew wide open, scanning her surroundings. It wasn't her bedroom. She'd woken up in someone else's place. The bedroom was painted dark red, and it looked tacky with all the fringes, velvet draperies and period furniture that looked like it might have come straight from a museum. In the corner, an ornately carved vanity with a large mirror caught her attention. Kelly dashed to it to find out what was wrong with her. She screamed when she saw her own reflection.
The stranger in the mirror shrieked back at her. Kelly didn't recognize herself anymore; she'd become a totally different woman. She was normally a petite woman, but now she'd become a tall blonde with a curvaceous, lithe body that any woman would kill for. Her brown eyes had turned a sultry green, and her thin lips had become sensuous, pouty lips like those models on a lipstick commercial. She felt her face, pinching her cheek to be sure she wasn't dreaming.
This can't be real. I must be dreaming. She slapped her face just to make sure. Darn. It hurt. What's happened to me? Kelly's heart was thundering so hard, she thought she was going to have a heart attack any second now. She arranged her breath, trying to be calm. Relax, Kelly, get a hold of yourself. There's must be an explanation for this.
"What's with all the screaming?" a sleepy male voice came from the bed.
Kelly startled. She whirled around so fast she tripped on the vanity bench. She came crashing down like a blasted drunkard.
A man's head poked out from under the tangled duvet. "Kitten, are you okay?"
Kelly was cursing about her clumsiness until she saw the man she'd spent the night with in that bed. Her jaw dropped. The man was a golden god, head-to-toes of absolute perfection. He was muscled, with a sun-kissed body that was inadequately covered with the thin sheet. God, he was naked. Kelly blushed. His pale-gold eyes shone cat-like in the dark room. His blond, elbow-length hair, so lush and thick, fell onto his chest as he leaned up to find what was going on. And the man was freaking naked.
Oh, my God! Kelly went into panic again. She'd spent the night with a man who wasn't her husband. She was doomed. And what made it more doomed, she was also naked. She never slept in the nude because she'd never liked the feeling of being bare-skinned. Kelly's glance darted to a nearby chair and saw a crumpled towel. She snatched it in a hurry and made herself decent.
"Nick, are you okay?" The golden god scrambled up to sit. "You look pale, love."
Nick? So her name was Nick now? Outrageous. She was Kelly White, JD, attorney-at-law. Sometimes, people thought she was a bit prudish, but she could live with it. She knew she could be attractive, but she'd never indulged in playing up her appearance because she thought people should judge her by her personality. Her entire life was one of meticulous planning. She'd never done anything scandalous like this before, like waking up in a stranger's bed, buck-naked, in another woman's body -- which, she noted, had the most fantastic set of knockers she'd ever seen.
"Nicky!" She jumped. The golden man slipped off the bed and padded over to her. "Don't tell me you're high again already. We have a shoot this afternoon, remember?"
Shoot? High? Wait a minute, did he mean high as a drug addict? Great. Now she was a junkie too?
"Kitten, I'm worried about you." He touched her shoulders, helping her to stand, his tone tender and affectionate. "What's wrong? You've been awfully quiet since last night."
Kelly cleared her throat, fumbling with an answer. "Do I know you?"
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